Heath rubbed his face. Good grief-he really had not expected Little Lugia to come up with such a unique idea after coming here. The problem was that he did not particularly want to become Champion. Otherwise, he would have had no reason to stay here working as a chef and running his little food truck. Everyone simply had different dreams, and Heath's dream was to serve every customer and watch them look happy and satisfied. That was enough for him. So even now, despite having become a very powerful Trainer, Heath had no intention of challenging Gyms. Never mind anything else; Farfetch'd alone would be enough to make those people's scalps tingle.
"Um... Little Lugia, I'm not a Trainer who wants to become Champion." Heath looked helplessly at the little one before him. Still, to be fair, Little Lugia really was very good-looking. Perhaps it was because most baby animals were rather cute, but Little Lugia was very good-looking too, with an unexpected beauty that made people want to stroke that little head.
"Huh? But Mom said lots of humans want to become the strongest Champion!" Little Lugia looked adorably blank. Heath's mouth twitched. He could now be certain that Little Lugia was the adorably clueless sort, the kind who would help count the money after being sold off. Heath did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"Everyone thinks differently. Some people pursue... hmm, for example, you chose to come here because you wanted to become Champion, Little Lugia, but look at Mew. Isn't Mew perfectly happy playing games every day, slacking... sightseeing and things like that?" Heath explained with a smile. Considering Little Lugia's age and mental development, however, Heath switched to a more easily understood explanation and used Mew as an example. But seeing Mew reminded Heath