Harvest and Latias (One-Hour Revision)

"What is it?"

Minglan followed Tetsuya's gaze toward the corner, somewhat puzzled.

The latter shook his head. "Nothing. I thought someone was there just now. Maybe I was mistaken."

Though that was unlikely.

But after more than a month of exhaustion, perhaps he had simply been a little dazed.

Minglan froze for a moment, then looked somewhat embarrassed. "I didn't think this through. I should have waited until you'd rested for a few days before talking to you about this."

"It's fine. I'm not that frail yet."

Tetsuya waved a hand dismissively. "Since we've agreed on it, I'll clean up and get ready for work tomorrow. Old man, don't you dare forget to pay me."

"Hahahahaha! Of course I will. Put your mind completely at ease."

Minglan let out a hearty laugh.

After greeting the old man and the young girl, the exhausted Tetsuya could finally return home and get some proper rest.

"Beep—"

Not long after he lay down.

Pidgeot, which had run out of its Poke Ball, unusually came over to his side and began calling out.

Tetsuya rolled his eyes helplessly. "That thing isn't going to grow legs and run away on its own. Can't you let me rest for a bit?"

"Beep."

Pidgeot paid no attention to what he was saying and directly used its beak to open the Spatial Backpack, trying to find what it wanted.

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll take it out for you, okay?"

Seeing this, Tetsuya could only climb out of bed to avoid having everything turned upside down.

He grumbled nonstop as he did so. "Seriously, can't you spare a thought for your old man? My back is practically breaking."

As he spoke.

He took out a Glass Marble with yellow and red patterns inside it.

Sensing the familiar aura, Pidgeot