Heath wrapped up business very quickly that day. After all, doing business was not his main purpose in coming to Cerulean City this time, and he had already spent a long time working back in Saffron City, so he felt he could probably take a break now. That was what he thought, and so he closed up before four thirty that afternoon. Zoroark and Farfetch'd were both a little unaccustomed to how quickly he finished. Heath usually did not close until after six, or even seven or eight, so neither had expected him to close so early that day. They both found it somewhat hard to get used to.
When Heath announced that they were done for the day, Zoroark was even still wiping tables and did not register what he had said. Only after Heath repeated himself did the little one understand, then happily went off to play games with a smile, even calling Ralts along. Ralts, who was not good at turning others down, offered no resistance either and followed Zoroark away with a calm smile. Heath felt a little helpless. Apart from Mew, was Ralts now the only one in the whole food truck who liked playing games with Zoroark the most?
Though Heath felt Ralts was really the type who simply did not want to go but had no choice.
After all, Ralts was not very good at saying no to others.
"Farfetch'd, I'm going to a training class. Want to come?" Heath asked Farfetch'd beside him as he changed his shoes. This time, he was not just doing something on a whim; he genuinely intended to go through with it. After all, Heath had already looked up the Purple-ringed Octopus online. There were some training classes in Cerulean City, and although they were rather expensive,