Chapter 31: Personal Pokémon Problems

Heath sat on his bed, looking at the Zorua next to him with some exasperation. Although he knew this little girl was an illusion created by Zorua, knowing that fact didn't make it any less realistic. Heath couldn't sleep at all.

Facing Heath's request to "return to her original form," Zorua completely ignored him, pretending to be asleep. This behavior only gave Heath a headache.

"Sigh, Farfetch'd, could you please help?" Heath sighed and then patted Farfetch'd's head. Compared to Zorua, Farfetch'd was truly the best Pokémon in the world—so obedient and thoughtful, always making things easier for him.

Farfetch'd patted its chest, then picked up its leek, intending to knock out Zorua and drag her off the bed. However, before Farfetch'd could swing its leek down, Zorua jumped off the bed, looking at Heath with a resentful and disbelieving expression.

"How strange that you'd want to knock out such a cute little girl lying on your bed," Zorua returned to its original form, then glanced around and jumped onto Heath's desk, glaring at him.

"Get some sleep soon. Tomorrow we still have to get up and open the stall," Heath yawned and climbed into bed, turning off the light.

"Wait! What do you mean, get up early to open the stall? Aren't you a Trainer? Shouldn't you be taking me to fancy restaurants and traveling around?" Zorua suddenly sat up, asking incredulously.

Covering his head with the blanket, Heath suddenly regretted it. Farfetch'd, who couldn't speak human language and didn't understand telepathy, was so cute. At least he wouldn't hear complaints from Farfetch'd.

"Hmm? Are you saying he gets up early every day and sells breakfast?" Just when Heath had a headache, he heard Zorua's voice. Heath looked confused and peeked out to see Farfetch'd sitting on a chair chatting with Zorua.

"You even want to be a chef? Trainers cook every day. Can't you see the appearance of a Trainer?" "Leek!" Hearing Farfetch'd's voice and the telepathic voice in his head, Heath covered his ears in despair.

At this moment, Heath regretted it. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have brought Zorua back. This little guy was too talkative.

The next day, when Heath got up, he rarely felt like staying in bed. After all, he had slept very late last night. Normally, Heath went to bed around 10:30 p.m., but yesterday he stayed up much later due to the lively chat with Farfetch'd and Zorua, and finally managed to sleep until after 1 a.m.

"You two." Heath yawned and looked at Zorua, who was sleeping soundly in the wardrobe, and Farfetch'd, who was sleeping on the wardrobe door. At this moment, Heath felt extremely angry.

"Wake up quickly!" Heath shouted at the top of his voice.

Farfetch'd was startled, almost falling down while grabbing its leek, and Zorua instantly bristled, transforming into the shape of a coffin. She glared fiercely at Heath.

"Get up, wash up, and then set up the stall." Heath knocked on Zorua and Farfetch'd's heads expressionlessly, then put on his clothes and went out.

"Is he calling us to get up like this every morning?" Zorua rubbed her head, feeling a headache. This guy was too strong.

"Leek." Farfetch'd rubbed its eyes wearily, then followed Heath's steps.

Heath then walked out holding his toothbrush and toothpaste, handing them to Zorua, who was curiously surveying her surroundings.

"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and if you need to go to the bathroom, hurry up," Heath handed the toothbrush and toothpaste to Zorua, then took out his own toothbrush and toothpaste and began brushing his teeth.

Meanwhile, Farfetch'd beside him took the toothbrush and toothpaste seriously, brushing its teeth earnestly. Only Zorua looked puzzled as she watched Heath and Farfetch'd. She had never heard that companions of Trainers would encounter such situations.

But watching Farfetch'd's serious demeanor, Zorua also curiously picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste and began brushing her teeth for the first time in her Pokémon career.

Heath glanced at Zorua, who had transformed into the appearance of a little girl, earnestly holding the toothbrush and toothpaste and brushing her teeth. She looked quite cute. Heath smiled and didn't pay further attention.

After finishing their morning routines, Heath put away the toothbrushes and toothpaste, then started organizing his small cart. Farfetch'd went off to the bathroom, and Zorua, using the excuse of checking inside, also ran to the restroom.

Yes, Pokémon also need to use the bathroom. After all, Pokémon are also living beings who eat, drink, and relieve themselves. Heath wasn't too surprised. Initially, when he was first brought home by Maple, Heath had been curious why a Growlithe would defecate. The result was Maple's sigh and a compassionate look from Growlithe.

Once Farfetch'd and Zorua finished tidying up their personal hygiene, Heath also packed up the cart and embarked on his daily stall-opening routine with Farfetch'd and Zorua.

"Farfetch'd could go into a Poké Ball, but what about you?" Heath glanced at Zorua, who now looked like a little girl, closely following behind him.

"Hmph, I'm not going into a Poké Ball," Zorua huffed, then turned her head with a pout, showing a disgruntled expression.

Heath touched his own face. He hadn't expected Zorua, this little one, to have a bit of a spoiled side?

(End of this chapter)