Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 107 Old Friends Come and Go

"Gengar".

Fang Yan sat up, and Liuwei's little head popped out from his arms.

Fang Yan glanced around, didn't see Gengar, and called out.

Gengar, who was chatting with Kangaskhan in the backyard, heard the dialect-speaking voice.

It floated over, its upper body passing through the wall and appearing in the room.

"Kou Jie?"

What's wrong?

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you."

Fang Yan pressed Liuwei's head back down.

"call out?"

Are you going to sleep again?

Liuwei was pressed back into bed.

I'm a little confused.

Didn't I just wake up?

"Whoosh~"

Then I'll sleep a little longer.

I closed my eyes and waited for a long time, but Fang Yan didn't return to bed.

The six tails emerged again.

Fang Yan lifted the covers, ready to get up.

The puzzled Liuwei followed Fang Yan, crawled out of bed, stretched, and then ran towards the door.

He was turned back halfway through the run by someone speaking in dialect.

Fang Yan washed its face with a towel before running downstairs again.

After washing up, Fang Yan slowly walked downstairs.

Enjoying the breakfast that Gothic Kid prepared for himself.

What's puzzling is that I didn't see Monini this morning.

They didn't even see Miss Skirt.

Usually at this time, when I get up to eat breakfast, Miss Skirt will come to my side with Poison Rose to keep me company.

The dialect has a touch of sadness.

Sure enough, my daughter has grown up and no longer cares about me.

I finished breakfast with tears in my eyes and handed the dishes to the Gothic boy to wash.

They went to the backyard in dialect.

Get ready to see what the Gengar and the others are up to.

Upon opening the door, one finds the afternoon tea area, where Gengar and Miss Skirt are chatting with a Kangaskhan.

In the flowerbed, Monini, Six-Tailed Fox, and Little Kangaskhan were playing around.

Fang Yan was curious when he saw the Kangaskhan and walked over to Gengar.

Upon seeing Fang Yan, the Kangaskhan stood up.

Fang Yan looked up at the bag-like beast that was looking down at him.

Kangaskhan

[Introduction: I encountered the departed Nine-Tails during my journey and learned from it that the nursery has a new owner. Following its advice, I returned specifically to see what's going on. It seems you, my old friend, are doing quite well now?]

Hello, dialect-one-bag beast

Is this your great-aunt's friend from back then?

"Hello, Kangaskhan, I am Dialect."

Fang Yan looked at the kangaroo in front of him and said softly, "The new owner of this breeding house."

"bag."

The kangaroo nodded, its eyes smiling.

It learned about Fangyan's character from the Pokémon in the breeding center.

It is very satisfied.

As the new owner of the nursery, he transformed it into something unlike anything he had ever done before.

It allows the Pokémon inside to have fun.

The Gothic boy served tea.

Fang Yan sat quietly in the chair, keeping the marsupial company as it returned to visit the nursery.

The kangaroo finished its tea.

Sitting on the ground, watching the many Pokémon playing in the breeding house.

His eyes were filled with memories.

There were more Pokémon back then than there are now, but it seems that not every single one of them was genuinely happy.

I and Ninetales have tried to find a way to make all Pokémon live in harmony, but we haven't been able to. I'm really happy about that.

It seems he has succeeded?

The kangaroo thought quietly to itself.

"My great-aunt—"

The kangaroo turned to look at Fang Yan.

"What kind of person are you in the eyes of your Pokémon?"

The kangaroo did not speak.

The answer can be found in the emotions seen through the eyes of the kangaroo.

Fang Yan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then slowly began to speak.

"Yeah?"

That's true. If Grandma weren't a gentle person, she wouldn't have so many Pokémon by her side.

I'm so curious about what my great-aunt's life was like back then.

Fang Yan put down his teacup and stood up.

The kangaroo looked at him curiously.

"Come on, Kangaskhan, let me personally introduce you to our breeding center."

The kangaroo laughed and then stood up.

Following behind Fang Yan, listening to Fang Yan's introduction.

The play area is for Pokémon to play in. The afternoon tea area remains unchanged, except for the addition of a flower garden with a fragrant aroma.

The text describes the dining area, the grass area, and the lake area, introducing the Marill family and the Golduck family living in the lake area.

Then comes the planting area.

Vegetables, fruits, and Chinese medicinal herbs are grown there.

It also introduced the uses of traditional Chinese medicine.

He also greeted the Pokémon playing and frolicking around him.

Kangaskhan nodded as it watched the dialect that was being used to greet the Pokémon.

Finally, in the forest area, the Queen Bee was introduced to the kangaroo.

I lay down and returned to the rest area.

Gothic Boy has already prepared lunch.

I had lunch with the Kangaskhan.

I sat in the rest area and rested for a while.

The kangaroo put the baby kangaroo back into its belly pouch.

Stand up.

Dialects also rose with it.

The kangaroo is leaving.

Monini, the Vulpix, was filled with reluctance to part with the little Kangaskhan.

The same applies to the small kangaroo.

We went outside.

Kangaskhan looked at Fang Yan, and the Gengar, Miss Skirt, Machamp, Minnie Mouse, Vulpix, Gothic Boy, Marill, and Bee Queen beside him.

Fang Yan stepped forward.

Take out a small wooden tag and gently hang it around the little kangaroo's neck.

"Grow up safely."

He smiled and patted its little head.

Fang Yan then took the photo frame and handed it to the kangaroo.

The kangaroo took it.

The girl in the photo is holding a charming cat in her arms, and her smile is as beautiful as a flower.

The kangaroo smiled and handed the photo frame back.

"bag."

With a gentle wave of its hand, the Kangaskhan, carrying the baby Kangaskhan in its pouch, turned and embarked on its journey of breeding.

Fang Yan took the photo frame and gazed at the back of the kangaroo.

It seems the breeding center will welcome more senior breeders in the future.

With a smile, Fang Yan turned and went back to the breeding shed.

Before long, a framed picture of Kangaskhan and his little Kangaskhan was placed next to the great-aunt's photo.

On the breeding path under the sunlight, a marsupial walks along it, looking down at the little marsupial holding a small wooden sign in its pouch.

Sensing the little kangaroo's reluctance, the kangaroo patted its little head.

"bag?"

Mom, why do we have to leave?

"bag."

Because that's no longer Mom's home.

"bag?"

But didn't you say last night that that was your home?

The kangaroo didn't speak again, but it didn't stop walking.

After a while.

"bag."

That was true before, but not anymore.

The little kangaroo looked puzzled.

But it still stayed in its mother's pocket.

He did not continue speaking.

That's where Gengar and the others live now.

The nursery is still the same nursery, but the people are no longer the same.

If the person is gone, then the home is gone too.

The kangaroo thought to itself.

The image of the girl reaching out her hand to her lost self flashed into my mind.

"Come on, come home with me, I'll take care of you."

A place is only home when there are people you deeply love.

The kangaroo felt a pang of sadness.

Human life is so short.

Perhaps it's just as Gallade said.

It is beautiful because it is fleeting.

Thinking of this, the Kangaskhan looked down at its child.

It still holds that wooden plaque, reminiscing about the friend it had just met.

"bag."

When you grow up, you can choose to come back.

"bag?"

The little kangaroo looked up in confusion.

The kangaroo stopped talking.

Child, that is no longer your mother's home.

But in the future, it can become your home.

You can choose for yourself when you grow up.