Chapter 122

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While Monet and Robin were getting to know their new assistant partners, Dak had found Perona, who was studying Pokémon referee-related knowledge.

This included but was not limited to rules for various competitions such as battle tournaments, coordination contests, breeding competitions, and fishing tournaments. This required a lengthy study period, not including practical experience.

Dak, unfamiliar with this area himself, had bought some books from the PokéMall for Perona.

"What kind of partner do you want, Perona?" Dak asked as he approached her.

He thought having a Pokémon companion might make the tedious learning process more bearable, much like how some guys believe having a girlfriend would help them focus better in class.

"Pokémon?" Perona blinked her round eyes, furrowing her brows. She hesitated before saying, "I used to see girls my age holding dolls, like little lambs or other plushies…"

Perona didn't continue, but Dak could sense her envy and desire.

This reminded him of the small bear plush, Kumashi, that Perona often held in the original story.

"I understand."

Dak smiled, patting the two pink buns on Perona's head. Likely, Robin or Monet had styled her hair like this since others in the store didn't have the skill.

He immediately opened the PokéMall, searching for a suitable Pokémon under the "bear" category.

"Let's go with this one."

Dak mumbled, selecting a Pokémon egg.

For 5,000 Pokémon Coins, a purple-quality, pink-brown Pokémon egg appeared in his hands.

"Here you go."

Dak handed the warm egg to Perona.

"For me?"

Perona, still a bit dazed, cradled the egg in her arms.

"Yes, take good care of it. This little guy might be quite strong."

After all, it's a bear.

"I will! I'll take good care of him," Perona promised, smiling at the egg in her arms.

She finally had her own Pokémon. She had been secretly envious of everyone else in the store having Pokémon partners, even though she didn't show it.

"This little one should hatch in about two weeks. When the egg starts to glow, come find me or your sister Robin."

Dak thought for a moment.

Typically, Pokémon eggs take a month to hatch, but the store's sun lamps speed up the process to two weeks.

"Got it!"

Perona noted the timeframe.

Dak then wandered around the Breeding House, pondering if there was anything else he had forgotten.

"Ah, right, this thing."

While roaming the store, Dak remembered a special item in his system backpack.

He took out the item and walked outside.

"Robin, can you take a look at this fruit and see what it is?"

Dak handed Robin the Snow-Snow Fruit given to him by Doflamingo.

He had been so busy that he had almost forgotten about it.

"Another Devil Fruit? I'm not sure…" Robin examined the fruit but couldn't identify it.

It had been ten years since she last studied the Devil Fruit encyclopedia, and not all Devil Fruits were documented.

For instance, the Dung-Dung Fruit might exist but wasn't listed in the encyclopedia for unknown reasons. No one wanted to research it.

Truth be told, if one could overcome the psychological hurdle, the Dung-Dung Fruit would be terrifying.

Enemies might not be able to handle it, causing magical damage. Imagine Blackbeard, who ate the Dark-Dark Fruit, encountering a Dung-Dung user: one devouring dung, the other spewing it.

Its attack might be low, but its insult level would be sky-high.

Damn, better not think about it anymore; it's nauseating.

"This is the Devil Fruit Doflamingo brought as payment for our deal. I don't think he would deceive us."

Dak believed Doflamingo wouldn't dare trick them.

Doflamingo feared death, especially after witnessing the power of the Pokémon Alliance and knowing they could obliterate his entire family.

"There's still uncertainty."

Robin didn't trust Doflamingo.

In her view, underground leaders couldn't be trusted because honest ones couldn't survive there.

True, Doflamingo only kept promises with stronger beings.

"Let Monet decide."

Dak decided to let Monet choose whether or not to eat the Devil Fruit.

When informed, Monet immediately agreed to eat it.

"I'm too weak now. I don't want to always stay in the Breeding House. I want the power to protect Gardevoir and everyone outside, even if it's not the Snow-Snow Fruit. Any fruit can strengthen me."

Monet was pragmatic.

While Logia Devil Fruits were the quickest way to gain power, other fruits could also make one a notable figure in the Four Seas.

Even a simple Zoan fruit could make someone a powerful force.

Special Paramecia fruits might also offer unique abilities.

"If you're sure, go ahead."

Dak handed the fruit to Monet.

Without hesitation, she took a bite, then froze in place.

Dak waited, curious to see her reaction.

However, she showed no expression, standing there like a statue, even dropping the fruit.

She had crashed.

Dak tapped her forehead, and she rebooted.

"What's wrong, Leader?"

Monet looked at Dak curiously, as if she had forgotten something.

Dak didn't recall Devil Fruits causing memory loss. He pointed to the fruit on the ground.

"Oh, when did I bite it?"

Monet looked down, her memory slowly returning.

She still didn't recall eating the fruit.

"That's not important. Monet, try using your ability."

Dak didn't expect the fruit to trigger Monet's body's auto-protect mechanism, erasing painful memories.

The crucial question was whether she had eaten the Snow-Snow Fruit.

"Okay."

Monet focused.

Snowflakes began to drift in the workshop, and Monet turned into a snowwoman.

"Good, it is the Snow-Snow Fruit. Monet, try creating a door with your ability."

Just as Dak suspected, Doflamingo hadn't tampered with it.

The Snow-Snow Fruit had returned to its original owner.

"Sure."

Monet gathered snowflakes to form a white snow door.

Dak pushed it, and it crumbled.

"This won't work. Make it sturdier, like ice. Or control it to open."

"I can control it."

Monet formed another door, opening it without touching it.

"In future dangers, you can use this door to return to the Breeding House. Always carry a pocket token."

"Got it! Leader, look, I can fly now."

Monet transformed her lower body into a white snow flow, hovering mid-air, similar to Crocodile's flying method.

"When researching, practice your abilities with Gardevoir."

"Okay! I'll tell her this good news when she returns."

Gardevoir was in Water 7, protecting those distributing Pokémon eggs, returning only in the evenings.

...

The next day, an old friend visited: Mihawk.

This time, he had two Pokémon.

He held a Psyduck and had a Slowpoke resting on his head.

The Slowpoke was the baby hatched from Mihawk's pink egg.

Dak suspected as much when he saw Mihawk draw a pink egg.

Mihawk seemed to attract unique Pokémon.

He now had two of the three 'dumb' Pokémon.

At that moment:

Psyduck: "Psy?"

Slowpoke: "Slow…"

The two 'dumbs' were communicating.

Dak's psychic abilities sensed no emotion from them.

"I know, I brought you here to buy stuff."

Mihawk was talking to Psyduck and Slowpoke.

Dak: "?"

How did he manage that?

If he wasn't mistaken, Slowpoke was less than a day old.

"Dak, what's this kid called? Looks like Psyduck."

"Slowpoke."

"Oh."

(End of Chapter)