"Are you planning to cook with that?" Heath looked at the ingredient Cynthia had taken out, a little surprised. He had originally planned to open for business just now, but Cynthia's arrival had made him abandon the idea. He rarely took a break anyway, so taking one today was actually quite nice. Heath didn't see any major problem with it. Still, looking at the ingredient Cynthia had brought out, he had to admit he was a little shocked. He really hadn't expected her to use this.
"Yes, Slowpoke tails taste really good." Cynthia held up the ingredient in her hand. Heath didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the sight, but he said nothing. Although he knew Slowpoke tails were edible, he had never actually eaten one. Deep down, he had always felt a little resistant to the idea. By now, though, that resistance had faded. He could accept a Slowpoke tail, after all. As long as an entire Slowpoke wasn't served at his table, he could accept it.
Ever since arriving in this world, Heath had been mentally preparing himself for the fact that Pokémon could be eaten. The games and anime had actually mentioned this a few times. The simplest example was the goofy Farfetch'd standing beside him. The little fellow liked cooking alongside him, but Farfetch'd had become endangered precisely because their meat was so delicious. So Slowpoke tails, Bounsweet juice, and the like were all understandable. Still, Heath had once seen someone make sashimi out of a Magikarp, which had left him with mixed feelings.
Seeing that Heath had nothing else to say, Cynthia began cooking while he watched from the side. Strictly speaking, if Heath hadn't known this was a Slowpoke tail, the preparation so far would have looked no different from that of