"This is Maizie."
Bugsy introduced Yushu, then smiled at the girl, "Maizie, I'm here to see you."
The little girl Maizie also noticed Bugsy. The alert look on her face immediately disappeared, replaced by a bright smile:
"Bugsy brother!"
She trotted to Bugsy.
"Bugsy brother, why are you here?"
"I came to see your grandpa for something,"
Bugsy bent down and touched Maizie's head. "Maizie, are you good at home?"
Maizie puffed up his chest and looked proud. "Of course you are good! I am grandpa's good helper!"
Bugsy complimented cooperatively. "Really? That's awesome. Can you do me a favor?"
"What are you busy with?"
"Take us to see your grandpa, okay?"
Maizie tilted his head and thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Okay, if it's brother Bugsy, just come in directly!"
Maizie said, turned around and skipped ahead to lead the way, with two little braids swaying behind his head.
Bugsy and Yushu follow closely behind.
The three of them crossed the yard and came to the door of the house.
Maizie pushed open the wooden door and walked in first:
"Grandpa! Bugsy brother is here!"
In the room, a thin, bald old man was sitting in front of the workbench, concentrating on forging a round ball.
His hands were covered with calluses, the marks left by years of hard work.
But his movements were extremely steady, and every strike was extremely precise and with just the right amount of force.
The ball gradually took shape under his hammer, with a faint sheen on its surface, making it look like a work of art.
It is Mr. Kurt.
The most prestigious Poké Ball forging master.
Hearing his granddaughter's shout, Mr. Kurt stopped what he was doing, raised his head, his eyes fell on Bugsy, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Bugsy boy, why are you here?"
Bugsy bowed and said, "Mr. Kurt, if I may excuse you, I will bring a friend to visit you."
Mr. Kurt turned his eyes to Yushu and looked up and down.
Yushu also took the opportunity to look at the forging master.
Mr. Kurt is about sixty or seventy years old. His face is full of wrinkles, but his eyes are bright and clear, showing a calmness that has accumulated over the years.
Mr. Kurt asked, "Who is this?"
Yushu took a step forward and introduced himself politely:
"Hello Mr. Kurt, my name is Yushu. I am a student of Professor Rowan. I passed by Azalea Town and came here to visit you."
He specifically mentioned Professor Rowan's name, hoping to get closer to him.
Sure enough, after hearing the four words Professor Rowan, Mr. Kurt's expression changed.
His tone was a little surprised. "That guy Rowan has accepted a disciple? This is really a rare thing. The last disciple was Cynthia girl, right?"
"No, it should be called Cynthia champion now."
Hearing this, Bugsy, who was standing next to him, had his brain shut down instantly and looked at Yushu in disbelief.
What the hell?
Sinnoh's research doctorate is your teacher?
Cynthia champion is your senior sister?
Damn it! You should have told me earlier if you had anything to do with it!
It's like you always thought that the buddy you were eating at a roadside stall with was an ordinary person, but one day you found out that he was the prince of a listed company.
This is not just teasing my brother.
Gang Tie still admired. "That old guy has always had a very high vision. If you can accept him as a disciple, you should have two skills."
Yushu smiled modestly, "Thank you, I'm just lucky."
"Hahaha, luck is also a part of strength." Mr. Kurt waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be modest, and said straight to the point:
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yushu saw this and did not beat around the bush and said:
"It's like this. I have heard from the teacher before that Mr. Kurt is the best Poké Ball forging master in the whole region. I came here today because I want to ask you to help me forge a few Poké Ball."
Mr. Kurt smiled after hearing this.
Older craftsmen have long looked down on money and fame, but only their craftsmanship and reputation are the most important.
No, when I hear others praising my craftsmanship, especially from my old friends and disciples, I feel particularly comfortable.
"Since you are the disciple of that guy Rowan, then I have to give him this face."
Mr. Kurt stroked his sparse beard. "Well, no need for money, I will help you make a few Poké Ball for free, just treat it as a meeting gift."
Yushu Upon hearing this, he waved his hands quickly. "You are too polite. Your skills are priceless and the cost cannot be saved!"
Although he likes to take advantage, he can't go too far. After all, he is an elder. It's not like asking someone to work for free for the first time they meet.
"Hey! Talking about money is too vulgar. We don't talk about these things between us."
Mr. Kurt didn't give Yushu a chance to refute, and immediately waved to Maizie:
"Maizie, come on, take this brother to the backyard and pick out a few Apricorn Fruit. Pick whichever one you like."
"Okay!"
Maizie responded happily, "Let's go, big brother, I will take you to pick fruits!"
Yushu was held softly by the little girl, so he could only follow the trend and walk out. He turned back to thank Mr. Kurt:
"Thank you Mr. Kurt!"
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Mr. Kurt smiled and waved, then turned to look at Bugsy who was in a state of panic, and added with a smile:
"Bugsy boy, since you're here, you can take one too, you're welcome."
Bugsy forced a smile:
"Thank you Mr. Kurt..."
I originally planned to pretend to be a big one in front of Yushu, but in the end, the other party pretended to be a big one.
It was so shocking that I sat up in the middle of a dying illness, the clown was actually me.
Brother, you make me feel strange!
Bagaya road!
Ignoring Bugsy who was full of Grudge along the way, Yushu chatted with Maizie very naturally, as if coaxing his sister. "Maizie, what kinds of Apricorn Fruit do we have?"
Because Yushu was recognized by Mr. Kurt, Maizie's attitude towards him became much more enthusiastic.
The little girl jumped ahead and started to introduce it like a little explainer.
"We grow a lot of Apricorn Fruit at home! There are red, yellow, blue, green, pink, white, black... Each color is different, and the functions of the Poké Ball produced are also different!"
She clasped her little fingers and counted one by one:
"The red one can be made into Level Ball, the yellow one can be made into Moon Ball, the blue one can be made into Lure Ball, the green one can be made into Friend Ball, and Love Ball, Fast Ball, Heavy Ball."
Maizie finished speaking in one breath, then blinked his big eyes and asked:
"Brother, what kind of Poké Ball do you want?"
Yushu looked down at her and showed a gentle smile.
Then he said without hesitation the words that made Bugsy's blood pressure soar:
"Only children make choices. Big brother, I... want them all!"
"..."
Maizie was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this answer.
Bugsy behind him stopped dead in his tracks and blurted out:
"You are really greedy. You are not willing to let go of any benefits. You are addicted to picking up wool, right?"
Yushu turned around after hearing this, with an innocent look on his face:
"You can't say that, Brother Bi. This is called respecting the wishes of the elders, not greed."
"Mr. Kurt is kind-hearted and allows me to pick as many as I want. If I only pick one or two of them, wouldn't that be a disguised form of disdain for the old man's craftsmanship and not giving the elders face?"
"Those who know say I am considerate of my elders, but those who don't know think I look down on them. Elders give me gifts and I dare not refuse. Don't you understand this?"
"I take a little more to fulfill the wishes of my elders. This is not about plundering wool, but about being sensible!"
Bugsy was so angry that his teeth were itching. The key point was that this guy kept saying the same thing, but he couldn't refute it.
Shit sensible! Just showing off!
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have accommodated this guy, I would have let him sleep on the street!
Maizie didn't mind, but said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, anyway, grandpa said you can pick whatever you like, big brother can take whatever he likes!"
After saying that, the little girl will help Yushu pick Apricorn Fruit, which will directly increase the enthusiasm level.
Bugsy saw this and hurriedly came up to him with a flattering smile on his face, "Um...Maizie, Bugsy brother, can you get a few more?"
Maizie stopped, turned around, and blinked his big eyes. "No, grandpa said, you can only have one."
"..."
Bugsy's expression froze and he tried to struggle:
"Can't you add another one?"
"No." Maizie shook his head, with a firm attitude like a little adult. "Grandpa said I'll give you one, and you'll have to pay extra for one more."
Bugsy felt like he had been hit by an arrow in the heart. He covered his chest with a heartbroken expression:
"Why can he take whatever he wants and I can only take one? This is not fair! I want to appeal!"
Maizie said matter-of-factly, "Because the eldest brother is the student of my grandfather's friend. Bugsy brother, you don't have this relationship."
Bugsy:"..."
He felt like his heart had been stabbed again.
Good guy, are even the accounts so upright these days?
As Gym Leader, he is naturally not short of money, but this unfair treatment makes him very heartbroken.
Just because he is the disciple of Professor Rowan? Just because he is the junior disciple of the Cynthia champion?
Well, this reason is indeed good enough.
Maizie didn't care about Bugsy's emo, and went to pick fruits for Yushu.
Yushu would definitely not let a little girl do this kind of work, so he quickly followed to help. "Maizie, just tell me which ones are ripe, and I will pick them."
"Okay, okay! That one is ripe! And that one..."
Maizie directed happily, pointing with his little finger.
Yushu puts all the Apricorn Fruit pointed by Maizie into the basket.
Bugsy stood alone, looking at this warm and harmonious picture, with mixed feelings in his heart.
He sighed and resigned himself to picking his own one.
The green Apricorn Fruit can be made into Friend Ball.
Although you don't get the whole set for free, you still have one, which is better than nothing.
Yushu is picking the last Apricorn Fruit here.
The fruit is black, larger than other fruits, and is particularly conspicuous when hanging on the branches.
Black Apricorn Fruit can be made into Heavy Ball, which is especially useful for large Pokémon.
Yushu is just about to take it off!
Rumble!!!
The ground suddenly shook!
"Huh?"
Yushu stopped what he was doing.
Immediately afterwards, there was another violent vibration, as if something huge was approaching.
Boom... boom... boom...
The sound was getting closer and closer. The three of them followed the sound and saw a huge figure slowly appearing.
The figure was five to six meters tall, all pink in color, with its mouth slightly open, an oversized spiral shell biting tightly on its tail, and a pair of eyes that glowed with dull and strange wisdom.
Maizie's eyes widened and he exclaimed:
"Slowbro? What a big Slowbro!"
Such a scene had a huge impact on little Maizie.
This was her first time seeing such a big Pokémon.