I opened a restaurant in the Pokémon world.

Heath looked at Zoroya strangely. For some reason, he felt that Zoroya seemed somewhat...

There's a touch of allure and languor? Like a beautiful young girl, it's a strange feeling.

"So why did you become that little girl in Evergreen City? Is there a story behind it?" Heath looked at Zoroya curiously. He remembered the first time he saw Zoroya, she was a little girl.

At this moment, Heath had already imagined a million-word melodrama novel, about a kind little girl who took in Zoroia out of kindness, or a little girl who was actually Zoroia's first owner, but had to be separated for various reasons.

Or perhaps the little girl gave Zoroah a dying task, hoping he could help her take revenge or something.

Although he found the idea strange, Heath was still very curious.

"Huh? Do I need a reason for this? I just think that little girl is pretty." Zoroya licked his paws and looked at Heath with a puzzled expression.

Heath's lips twitched. Good heavens, it turns out it all started with looks, which is why he ended up with that girl.

"Zorua, would you like to travel with me and collect all sorts of delicious food?" Heath took a deep breath and looked at Zoroya earnestly as she asked.

Chapter 30 Three Years to Start

Zoroar looked up at Heath, its eyes like pools of water, and then it twisted its ankle.

"Hmph, human, although I'm not really keen on traveling with you, I'll reluctantly agree since you saved me today." Zoroia raised its head and extended its right forepaw.

Heath paused, wondering what Zorua meant. Did he want him to touch its paws?

Thinking of this, Heath reached out and grasped Zoroah's claw, but before Heath could say anything, Zoroah angrily flipped his hand over and placed it on Heath's hand.

"Hmph, this is proof of our eternal contract. From now on, you are my partner." Zoroya suddenly became serious. Heath looked at Zoroya blankly for a moment before he reacted.

"This line... have you read 'Arceus's Creation Journey'?" Heath looked at Zoroya strangely. Heath remembered this line as a line from a chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) novel.

The world of Pokémon naturally has novels and authors, but because this is the world of Pokémon, there are all kinds of Pokémon novels. Among them, Arceus is the most popular and often appears in various novels.

However, Heath remembered that the book "Arceus's Creation Journey" seemed a bit frivolous, because at the end the male protagonist went to fencing with a male human that Arceus had conjured up. It was only when he read that he realized that the author was actually a BL (Boys' Love) writer.

"Huh? How did you know? Have you seen it too?" Zoroya looked at Heath in surprise, his little fox face filled with disbelief.

Heath scratched his head. He really hadn't expected that the Zoroa in front of him would have this kind of taste. But then Heath realized whether the Zoroa was male or female.

Right after Heath asked the question, Zoroya scratched his face. Fortunately, Zoroya didn't use his claws, so Heath didn't have to worry about being disfigured.

"Of course I'm female!" Zoroia glared at Heath, embarrassed and angry. Heath gave an awkward laugh. Oh, she's a girl...

"By the way, Zoroya, speaking of your illusion magic, can you transform into any kind of creature at will?" Hiss looked at Zoroya. As the overlord of illusions, Zoroya's strength was quite impressive.

"No, I can't conjure up creatures I've never seen before. The resulting form would be very strange, and it would be easy to fail." Zoroya lay comfortably on Hiss's bed.

At that moment, Heath thought of many things, such as Hatsune Miku, and various wives he changed every three months, but looking at Zoroa's blue ears, a bold idea came to Heath's mind.

"Zoroa, could you turn back into that little girl you used to be, but keep your ears and tail?" Heath rubbed his hands together expectantly. He admitted that he looked a little lewd right now, but who could resist a catgirl?

No, it should be fox girl.

"Hmm? Is that so?" Zoroa's figure suddenly blurred for a moment, and then a little girl with Zoroa's ears and tail appeared on Heath's bed. She looked at her hands curiously, then touched her ears, before looking at Heath.

Heath covered his face with his hands, rubbed it up and down, and took a deep breath. At this moment, all he could think was that Zorua was simply a true god in the world. Having a Zorua was equivalent to having everyone's ideal type.

Looking at the irresistibly cute Zoroa, Heath felt that he had achieved his life's dream at this moment, like the dream he used to have of pointing at his own cat and saying "Transform for me!", which had finally come true at this moment.

"You humans are really strange. It's just that you have extra ears and a tail, right?" Zoroia pouted, then adjusted her clothes, making Heath stare wide-eyed.

At that moment, a question popped into Hiss's mind: could the human form that Zorua conjured up simulate that kind of...

"Heath, I just heard Joey..." Just as Heath was about to say something, the door was pushed open, and then Officer Jenny barged in.

Jun Shafeng stared blankly at Heath and Solomon, then silently closed the door. Heath's brain short-circuited for a moment, and after Jun Shafeng closed the door, he immediately pushed it open and ran out, calling out to Jun Shafeng who was about to leave.

"Sister Feng, you've misunderstood!" Heath looked at Jun Sha Feng, and what had just happened looked exactly like a pervert trying to abduct a little girl.

"So what? What did I misunderstand?" Officer Jenny looked at Heath with a strange expression, and Heath could only explain the situation of Zorroia to Officer Jenny.

"Wow, there really is such a Pokémon... This is truly an amazing Pokémon." After Hiss finally finished explaining, and then pulled Zoroark to perform a magic trick in front of Officer Jenny, Officer Jenny finally believed what Hiss had said.

Hiss breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to get Officer Jenny to put down the silver bracelet. Hiss felt that if he were to be put in a silver bracelet because of Zoroah, he would probably be the first trainer to be imprisoned because of his own Pokémon.

"Now that it's become your partner, treat it well." Officer Jenny patted Heath's shoulder with satisfaction. When she saw a little girl in Heath's room earlier, Officer Jenny almost couldn't resist pinning Heath to the ground.

Fortunately, Heath explained what had happened, otherwise Officer Safran would probably have really needed to make a difficult decision about how to face her younger brother.

Watching Sister Feng leave with a smile, Heath breathed a sigh of relief, then took Zoroya back to his room.

"You humans are so strange. Was that female human your sister just now?" Zoroya lay down on Hiss's bed and yawned.

Heath looked at Soroya strangely. This little guy seemed to be using his bed as his resting place? But Heath didn't really care.

Just like raising a cat, sometimes cats will jump onto their owner's bed and sleep with them. And although Zoroah is a fox, it doesn't have a body odor; instead, it has a faint floral scent.

Thinking of this, Heath naturally lay down on the bed, but then he regretted it because he saw Zoroya's body twist slightly.

Then a little girl with animal ears lay down next to Heath.

Chapter 31 The Problem of Individual Treasures

Heath sat on his bed, looking at Zoroia beside him. He was speechless. Although he knew that the little girl was an illusion created by Zoroia, knowing it was one thing, seeing it was another. It was too real, and Heath couldn't sleep at all.

Soraya completely ignored Heath's request to "revert to her original form," and even pretended to be fast asleep, which gave Heath a headache.

"Sigh, Farfetch'd, thank you for your trouble." Heath sighed, then patted Farfetch'd's head. Compared to Zoroark, Farfetch'd was simply the best Pokémon in the world—obedient, considerate, and easy to manage.

Farfetch'd patted his chest, then picked up his green onion, intending to knock Zoroah unconscious and drag him off the bed. But before Farfetch'd could swing the green onion, Zoroah jumped off the bed, looking at Heath with a resentful and incredulous expression.

"That's strange. Such a cute little girl is lying on your bed, and you actually thought of knocking me out." Zoroya reverted to his original form, looked around, jumped onto Heath's table, and glared at Heath.

Heath rolled his eyes. He didn't want to think about the legal issues of Zhang San, the outlaw, every day, such as whether it was a minimum of three years or a maximum of death, or what kind of sentence Zhang San would get if he had a relationship with a fox.

"Go to sleep early, we have to get up and open the stall tomorrow." Heath yawned, then climbed into his bed and turned off the light.

"Hey! Wait a minute! What do you mean by getting up early to open the stall? Aren't you a trainer? Shouldn't you be taking me to a fancy restaurant and then taking me on a trip?" Zoroah suddenly sat up, asking incredulously.

Heath covered his head with the blanket. He suddenly regretted it. How cute Farfetch'd was, since it couldn't speak or have telepathic abilities. At least he wouldn't hear Farfetch'd complaining.

"Huh? You mean, this person gets up very early every day and goes to sell breakfast?" Just as Heath was having a headache, he heard Zoroya's voice. Heath peeked out in confusion and saw Farfetch'd sitting in a chair chatting with Zoroya.

"You actually want to be a chef? Trainers cook every day, you can't even tell they're trainers!" "Fertilizer!" Hearing Farfetch'd's voice, plus the telepathic voice in his head, Heath collapsed and covered his ears.

He regretted it at that moment; he should have known better than to bring Zoroya back. The little guy was too talkative.

When Heath woke up the next day, he felt unusually reluctant to stay in bed. After all, he had gone to bed very late the night before. Normally, Heath would go to bed around 10:30 p.m., but yesterday, because Farfetch'd and Zoroah were chatting so enthusiastically, Heath's sleep time was stretched out indefinitely. In the end, Heath didn't fall asleep until after 1 a.m.

"You two..." Heath yawned, looking at Zoroya sleeping soundly in the closet, and Farfetch'd sleeping on the closet door next to him, feeling his anger was about to explode.

"Get up now!" Heath shouted at the top of his lungs.

Farfetch'd jumped, nearly tumbling to the ground while holding onto the green onion, while Zoroah instantly bristled, transforming into the shape of Coffin of Death, glaring fiercely at Heath.

"Get up, wash up, and then set up shop." Heath punched Zoroa and Farfetch'd on the head with a blank expression, then got dressed and went out.

"Does he wake us up like this every morning?" Soroya rubbed her head, which hurt terribly; this guy was incredibly strong.

"Onion..." Farfetch'd rubbed his eyes wearily, then caught up with Heath's pace.

Previously, Sheath had never wondered whether Pokémon in the Pokémon world used the toilet, had to relieve themselves, or what their daily lives were like, but now Sheath knows.

Sheath doesn't know what the other Pokémon are like, but she has always demanded that Farfetch'd meet human expectations, and now she has to add Zorua to that list.

Heath took a new toothbrush from Feng's cabinet, then secretly glanced at Officer Feng's door. It was quiet and there was no movement. Heath breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he might have accidentally woken Feng up. Feng's morning grumpiness was very scary. Fortunately, the room was well soundproofed.

Then Heath took the toothbrush and toothpaste and went outside, handing them to Zorua, who was curiously looking around.

"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and then go to the bathroom if you need to." After handing over the toothpaste and toothbrush, Heath took out her own toothbrush and toothpaste and started brushing her teeth.

Meanwhile, Farfetch'd was diligently brushing its teeth with a toothbrush and toothpaste. Only Zoroya looked at Heath and Farfetch'd with a puzzled expression. She had never heard of such an experience for a trainer's partner.

However, seeing Farfetch'd's serious expression, Zoroar curiously picked up a toothbrush and toothpaste and began brushing his teeth for the first time in his Pokémon career.

Heath glanced at Soraya, who had transformed into a little girl, diligently brushing her teeth with a toothbrush and toothpaste. She looked quite cute. Heath smiled and ignored her.

After washing up every morning, Heath put away her toothbrush and toothpaste and started tidying up her little cart, while Farfetch'd went to the toilet. Zorua also used the excuse of going into the bathroom to check on things to run into the toilet.

Yes, Pokémon do need to use the toilet. After all, Pokémon are living beings, and they eat, drink, and poop. Heath wasn't too surprised. When Officer Jenny first brought him home, he wondered why Growlithe would poop, only to receive a sigh from Officer Jenny and a look of pity from Growlithe for someone with intellectual disabilities.

After Farfetch'd and Zoroah tidied up their own little treasures, Heath packed up the cart and set off with Farfetch'd and Zoroah on their daily street vending journey.

“Farfetch’d can be put into a Poké Ball, but what about you?” Heath glanced at Zoroah, who had now transformed into a little girl and was following closely behind Heath.

"Hmph, I don't want to go into a Poké Ball." Zoroah snorted, then turned his head away, pouting with a huffy expression.

Heath touched his face, surprised that this little guy, Zoroya, seemed a bit arrogant.

Chapter 32 Mr. Fujiyama, the Muscle Monster

“You can’t show up like that, you’ll definitely become the coolest guy in the whole Viridian City.” Heath looked at Zoroya and said frankly, Zoroya wasn’t a Pokémon from the Kanto region. When a Pokémon from another region appears, it’s very easy to attract the attention of other trainers.

"Hmm... then I'll become like this." Zoroya thought about it seriously for a moment, then suddenly shook, and a green caterpillar appeared in Zoroya's original position. Zoroya then jumped onto Hiss's shoulder and settled there peacefully.

Heath glanced at Zoroya on his shoulder. He remembered that Zoroya was quite heavy, but he didn't feel much weight. Heath thought it might be a matter of the physical condition of people in the Pokémon world. Didn't he see Ash, the super rookie, often carrying Pokémon weighing tens of kilograms and then playing with them?

However, Heath was quite satisfied with the change in Zorua. After all, Zorua's appearance made him look less conspicuous, at most making Heath look like a bug-catching boy.

Bug Catcher has the most Pokémon trainers in the entire series. After all, Bug Pokémon evolve quickly and are easy to catch. Of course, the most important point is that it saves money, since Bug Pokémon can be found wherever there is a forest, and they are not very difficult to catch.

Heath had previously considered whether to catch a bug-type Pokémon, which would fulfill his dream of becoming a trainer, but due to debt problems, he didn't have much time to think about it.

"Hey! Heath! You're up early again today!" After Heath went to the market to buy the ingredients she needed and then pushed her cart to her stall, she saw two figures running towards her from a distance. The tallest one greeted Heath very enthusiastically.

"Good morning, Uncle Fujiyama. Are you exercising today too?" Heath smiled at Uncle Fujiyama. Although it was still dark, Uncle Fujiyama had already begun his daily exercise routine.

Uncle Fujiyama is the president of a small association in Viridian City. Unlike large organizations like the Pokémon Association, Uncle Fujiyama's association has very few members, since not everyone can meet his membership requirements.

"Look at what you're saying, life is about movement and exercise. If Heath weren't so busy with your business, I would have pulled you in too." Uncle Fujiyama stood in front of Heath with a smile. The warm yellow light from the street lamp shone on Uncle Fujiyama, and his exaggerated muscles made him look like a hog standing in front of you if you didn't know better.

However, there was indeed a superhuman standing next to Uncle Fujiyama, a superhuman with an exaggeratedly large pectoral muscle. With all that muscle, Heath felt that a punch could easily weigh several hundred kilograms, and this superhuman was female.

When Heath first learned that Mr. Fujiyama's superhuman strength was female, he was completely stunned because he felt that Mr. Fujiyama's superhuman strength did not show any gender difference at all. However, Mr. Fujiyama himself was very certain, so Heath could only accept this reality.

"No, Uncle Fujiyama, you know I'm not interested in exercising... Are you still the same as usual today?" Heath looked at Mr. Fujiyama and quickly waved his hand, he couldn't stand Mr. Fujiyama's torment.

The association founded by Mr. Fujiyama is the Muscle Association, whose sole purpose is "Life lies in movement, muscles make people strong and beautiful." Mr. Fujiyama's membership requirements are to get up at five o'clock every day to start exercising, then exercise until seven o'clock, and then exercise at noon and in the evening, for a total of six hours of exercise a day.

It is precisely because of Mr. Fujiyama's almost demanding training requirements that his muscle association currently only has four members.

"Okay, same as always! I'm counting on you!" Mr. Fujiyama said energetically, then picked up a stone block from the side and began doing weighted squats.