Slowpoke Noodles, a specialty from the Sinnoh Region-or, more precisely, a curious dish from wherever Cynthia was. Heath froze for a moment when he saw Slowpoke listed among the ingredients, before realizing that it actually used Slowpoke Tails. That put him slightly more at ease, but only slightly. Heath knew that Slowpoke Tails were edible and supposedly even tasted sweet, but their tails could regenerate, which had made them a main ingredient in certain specialties across the League. Desserts made with Slowpoke Tails, for instance, were supposedly quite delicious.
Although Heath knew that there were plenty of ways to eat Pokémon in this world, strictly speaking, having played the games and watched the anime in his previous life, he still found it somewhat hard to accept such unusual ways of eating. After all, just looking at them was rather difficult to stomach.
As Cynthia explained, Heath confirmed that she really did mean this particular unusual dish.
"Cynthia, um, I don't have any Slowpoke Tails here," Heath said, pretending to be a little troubled. That was also the truth, though. He really didn't have any Slowpoke Tails. Although he had seen them at the supermarket, he hadn't bought any, so naturally he had none in stock.
"You can actually substitute radish. Slowpoke Tails are pretty expensive, after all, and my grandma is a member of the Pokémon Protection Association, so she doesn't let me eat them anyway." Cynthia laughed. Heath paused. That was an option? If that was true, though, it was pretty good news. It would make things much easier for him. Heath also knew about the Pokémon Protection Association Cynthia had mentioned. It was an association dedicated to protecting Pokémon, though its particular form of protection was rather distinctive: it protected Pokémon from being eaten. It was a very