"Of course I came to see you~" Cynthia smiled playfully. The corner of Heath's mouth twitched. He really hadn't expected her to say that. Still, Heath was certain Cynthia had her own reasons for coming, though he wasn't quite sure whether that was the only reason.
Heath had no intention of pressing her further. Instead, he smiled as he ate his food. The creamy Slowpoke Tail soup had quite a nice texture. Although it was a little sweet and didn't quite suit his tastes, Heath still finished it. His girlfriend had made this for him, after all. It meant more than just a meal-it was an expression of Cynthia's affection. Heath might have been utterly clueless about romance, but he still possessed basic judgment. If he said it wasn't good now, or assessed the dish's strengths and weaknesses, then however fair his comments were, they would still upset Cynthia.
"Oh, Heath, look! This is a photo of me with that enormous Gengar! This guy was absolutely huge. I even wondered if it was a Dynamaxed Gengar!" Cynthia seemed to remember something. She took out her phone, scrolled through it, then turned it around and held it in front of Heath for him to see. Only then did Heath see the photo. There really was a very large Gengar in it, with an enormous body that looked even larger beside Cynthia. Heath thought this Gengar must have been ten times the size of an ordinary one.
"Whoa, a Gengar that big? Does it have a Trainer?" Heath was a little curious. Although most Ghost Pokémon could live for a very, very long time, growing that large in the wild was no easy feat. And this was a Gengar, no less. As a Ghost- and Poison-type Pokémon, Gengar's strength naturally went without