"That was approved fast. Looks like there'll probably be quite a few contestants this time." Heath picked up his phone and checked it. Farfetch'd's entry information, which he had submitted earlier, had already been approved. He had to admit, the speed really was impressive, fast enough to feel a little strange, but that was a good thing. At least Heath didn't have to worry about Farfetch'd failing the screening. Yet after glancing at the rather nervous Farfetch'd, Heath realized that entering a cooking competition might have been a little too exciting for Farfetch'd. After all, the little fellow looked terribly nervous right now, which made Heath want to laugh a little.
But that was precisely the real reason Heath had brought Farfetch'd here to compete. His main purpose in entering Farfetch'd this time had been to let Farfetch'd try to overcome some psychological weaknesses, so getting Farfetch'd nervous now was actually a good thing. Still, judging by the usual rules of cooking competition shows, Heath figured Farfetch'd should have gained some confidence by the time the cameras actually started filming. After all, the early rounds would surely have lots of people competing together, with a few winners selected to move on. Not everyone could possibly appear on television.
"Trainer, is Onion entering a cooking competition?" After serving a customer his food, Zoroark sidled over with an air of secrecy and asked Heath. Heath nodded. This time, he really was sending Farfetch'd to compete. He himself had little interest in entering. Although he was absolutely certain he could win if he competed, the problem was that Farfetch'd needed custom kitchenware, not him. If he won the championship but then asked for custom utensils for his Pokémon, Farfetch'd, that master would inevitably feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Heath was someone who paid close attention