"One, two, three…"
Behind the stall, Hayato Sora was counting the money from today's earnings.
His eyes grew brighter and brighter.
After a moment, he turned toward the many expectant gazes and announced:
"Everyone, we made a total of 43,200 PokéDollars today. A huge harvest!!!"
"Chii chii~"
"Rraaah!"
"..."
The Pokémon all cheered together, celebrating with one another.
This was the result of everyone's hard work.
Not only had they earned back the money spent on buying Pokémon for the ranch, they had even made an extra 20,000.
Sweeping his gaze across the group of Pokémon, Hayato Sora said seriously,
"To celebrate, I've decided to buy a refrigerator and an oven. When we get back to the ranch, we'll hold a campfire feast."
"Chii chii~!"
Cinccino was the first to respond, declaring that it wanted Sable Cookies.
It still remembered that it didn't get any last time.
Mudbray and Noibat also placed their orders, saying they wanted ice-cold Mud Cake and Fruit Platter.
As for Kangaskhan?
It looked left and right—then suddenly hugged Hayato Sora tightly in its arms.
Hehe!
As long as I have Hayato Sora, that's enough.
After a while, Hayato Sora glanced at the sleeping Cyclizar and said,
"Mudbray, I'll leave Cyclizar in your care."
Mudbray didn't like noisy environments very much, so they stayed inside the stall. Naturally, the task of watching over Cyclizar fell to them.
As for the other Pokémon, they all insisted on going out with Hayato Sora. Everyone wanted to experience the festival atmosphere and wander around together.
Before long, Hayato Sora had Pokémon hanging all over him, attracting frequent glances from other visitors.
Cinccino sat obediently on Hayato Sora's shoulder, its round black eyes blinking curiously as it observed everything around them.
From time to time, it even discussed things with Smoliv, who was being held carefully in Cinccino's paws.
Aside from these two little ones, three Noibat were hanging from Hayato Sora's back, clinging to his clothes.
They stayed perfectly still.
If you didn't look closely, you might think they were just decorative patterns on his outfit.
As for Kangaskhan?
Its body was simply too big, so it stayed inside its Poké Ball, which Hayato Sora hung from his chest.
Hayato Sora's ears were filled with constant chatter. Suddenly, Cinccino tugged at his ear and pointed toward a nearby stall.
"Chii chii~"
"What's wrong, Cinccino?"
Looking in the direction it pointed, Hayato Sora saw a stall selling special snacks from the Alola region.
"Hungry?"
Cinccino squirmed shyly for a moment before awkwardly pointing at its little belly.
"Chii~"
Food from the Alola region, huh?
Hayato Sora led the Pokémon over. After waiting in line briefly, it was soon their turn.
Sitting at the stall was a purple-furred orangutan-like Pokémon holding a feather fan, wearing an intelligent and wise expression.
Oranguru.
It was said that some people had seen Oranguru imitate Trainers—using Poké Balls to capture Pokémon and even commanding them in battle.
Their intelligence was extremely high, not inferior to humans. They were considered sages among Pokémon.
Another Pokémon known as a sage was Slowking.
"Uraaa Uraaa"
Oranguru warmly handed them a menu, signaling that they could place their order.
"Malasada, Slowpoke Tail Appetizer, Wishiwashi Banquet, Tropius Fruit Platter…"
There were more than a dozen special dishes, making it hard for Hayato Sora to decide.
In the end, he looked toward Cinccino.
Cinccino gripped the edge of the menu with its little paws, while two tiny heads popped out from the left and right of its arms.
The five little ones began chirping and discussing among themselves.
After a brief conference, they finally made their decision.
"One Malasada, one Wishiwashi Banquet, and one Tropius Fruit Platter."
Oranguru wrote down the order and asked them to wait a moment before heading to notify the chef.
The three dishes cost 300 PokéDollars in total.
For Hayato Sora, who had just earned a large sum today, this amount was easily affordable. It was simply a reward for the Pokémon who had helped him earlier.
He had also specifically ordered the Wishiwashi dish for Kangaskhan.
Malasada was a famous dessert from the Alola region. Depending on personal preference, it could be topped with different frost sugars and fillings.
The golden pastry was stuffed with nectar produced by Comfey, and its surface was dusted with snow-like powdered sugar.
One bite filled the mouth with floral fragrance and sweetness.
Cinccino, who loved sweets, narrowed its eyes in delight.
So delicious!!!
"Chii chii~!"
Not forgetting to share, Cinccino raised the Malasada high and brought it to Hayato Sora's mouth.
Hayato Sora took a bite.
The taste really was excellent.
No wonder it had become so popular in Alola.
The preparation method didn't seem too complicated either—maybe he could try making it himself someday.
Soon, the five little ones finished the Malasada.
Their bright eyes immediately locked onto the Tropius Fruit Platter.
From the outside, it didn't look very different from an ordinary fruit platter.
The only difference was that the fruits used were those grown on Tropius.
Compared to other regions, the fruits grown by Tropius living in Alola year-round were especially sweet.
Hayato Sora opened the platter and gave a piece each to Noibat, Smoliv, and Cinccino.
Noibat could hardly wait any longer.
It hugged the fruit and began nibbling on it in small bites.
Its eyes immediately lit up.
The fruit was incredibly sweet.
Hayato Sora also tasted a piece—there was a unique tropical flavor.
He then distributed another round to the eager little Pokémon, saving the rest to take back.
After all, four more little ones were still waiting at the ranch.
As for the Wishiwashi Banquet, Cinccino and the others weren't interested in it, so Hayato Sora didn't open it.
Those were specially prepared for Kangaskhan.
After wandering around the festival for a while longer, Hayato Sora and the Pokémon finally returned.
Mudbray quickly gathered around.
Hayato Sora took out the Tropius Fruit Platter and shared it with them.
Kangaskhan, meanwhile, couldn't wait any longer and rushed out of its Poké Ball, staring at the Wishiwashi dish with drool practically dripping from its mouth.
Because of their enormous population, Wishiwashi are the only Pokémon not protected under the League's Pokémon Conservation Law.
There was no helping it.
Ninety percent of marine life depended on Wishiwashi for food.
A Wailmer could eat a ton every day, while a Pelipper might swallow over thirty in a single gulp.
Of course, Wishiwashi weren't completely defenseless.
Once a Wishiwashi learned to act as part of a school, it could summon all Wishiwashi within a 40-kilometer radius, forming a terrifying sea monster that even Gyarados would fear and flee from.
After reminding Kangaskhan not to eat everything, Hayato Sora walked toward the still-sleeping Cyclizar.
A trace of worry appeared between his brows.
The little guy had been sleeping far too long.
Hayato Sora had already called out beside it for quite a while, yet Cyclizar still showed no signs of waking up.
If Cyclizar's breathing hadn't remained steady and its condition stable, Hayato Sora might have suspected it had been hit by Darkrai's Dark Void, falling into an extremely deep sleep.
"Cyclizar has been sleeping for way too long…"
Concerned, Hayato Sora circled around Cyclizar.
The other Pokémon also gathered around.
Cinccino even poked it gently with its paw.
Kangaskhan went so far as to hold a strip of Wishiwashi under Cyclizar's nose.
Its nostrils twitched slightly—but it still didn't wake up.
Something was clearly wrong, yet none of them could figure out what.
Just as Hayato Sora was debating whether he should take Cyclizar to the Pokémon Center to ask Nurse Joy to take a look—
An unexpected visitor arrived outside his stall.
Standing beside the person was a Gardevoir.
Kangaskhan instantly turned its head, its instincts making it sharply alert.
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