As Naoki eaking, Butterfree suddenly nded o him and looked toward the entrance of the ranch.

  “Mmmmm...” it hummed.

  Naoki followed its gaze and saw a familiar figure approag.

  A strong, muscur man.

  Naoki raised his eyebrows slightly and walked forward. Before he could speak, the man waved his arms and greeted him.

  "Long time no see, Naoki! Do you remember me? We met once before on Gseado Mountain!"

  Naoki smiled, “Of course!”

  He remembered this trainer well—someone who only captured strong, muscur Pokémon.

  Naoki weled the man into his ranch.

  Henry, as the man was called, looked around the farm and spotted the ly arranged ridges of soil. The nd looked freshly plowed, as though crops were about to be pnted soon.

  Henry was stunned. "Wait, you're really a farmer?!"

  At first, Henry hadn’t believed Naoki. To firm his doubts, he had even goo the town, asking the locals about Naoki. Much to his surprise, there truly was a "Naoki's Ranearby.

  "So, I wasn’t lying to you from the beginning!" Naoki said, amused. “As you see, I plowed this nd two days ago, and I’m pnning to start pnting summer crops in the ing days.”

  Naoki then gave Henry a tour of his ranch, expining as they went along.

  “This is the sheepfold. The magical goat milk I mentioned before es from these three Gogoat,” Naoki pointed out.

  “This is the Salt House. Inside are my Naclstad Nacli, who produce rock salt. You might have seen some of their salt in the markets of Kosaji,” Naoki tinued.

  “And over there is the Pokemon House. I’m sure you’ve had MooMoo Milk before, right?” Naoki asked.

  Henry nodded. “I’ve had MooMoo Milk before, and it’s why I’m as strong as I am!” he boasted, flexing his muscles.

  Naoki smiled and moved on. “This here is the chi coop. The hens are regur, non-Pokémon types. Their eggs are sent to the Kosaji market and sold—eventually ending up as fried eggs or omelets.”

  Finally, Naoki poioward the floating Pawmo with the bright red cape. “As for the Pokémohere, that's Pawmo. It’s in charge of managing the chi coop.”

  Henry raised his head, staring at Pawmo, who was floating steadily in the air, and asked in disbelief, "Is that really Pawmo?"

  Naoki nodded, “As you see.”

  Henry, still fused, said, “I may not be from Paldea, but I know Pawmo has Electrid Fighting types. How in the world is it flying?!”

  Naoki had long since growo the surprises his Pokémon caused. "Of course, it’s because this Pawmo is a genius!" he expined with a straight face. "You know about eleagic levitatiht?"

  “Yes,” Henry replied hesitantly.

  “Pawmo mastered it through practice,” Naoki said, ving Henry with his calm, fident tone.

  “Is that so?” Henry was still a bit bewildered but accepted the expnation.

  At that moment, a dazzling green light suddenly fshed from the other side of the pasture.

  Henry turned his head to see the source. A Gogoat, which had been grazing peacefully, suddenly stood up, its eyes glowing with a strange power.

  Then, a se that made Henry doubt his life unfolded.

  He saw green light stantly surging from the three Gogoats. The light enveloped the entire pen and tio expand outward.

  It was as if the pen was no longer a simple enclosure but a grand stage in Pokémon Hollywood, and Henry had been transformed from a traveling trainer into a spectator, watg a dazzling performance.

  "Wait, wait!" Henry held his head, struggling to prehend what was happening. "Is that really the same Gogoat I know?"

  Naoki: “…”

  Henry rubbed his eyes, making sure his vision wasn’t pying tricks on him.

  He thought of Koraidon, the flying Pawmo, and now these three extraordinary Gogoats in front of him.

  At this moment, Henry couldn't help but ask, "Did you breed all of these Pokémon?"

  How could a simple try farmer, living in a quiet seaside town, breed so many powerful Pokémon? He screamed inwardly.

  "Yes," Naoki replied seriously. "But pared to the little girl who became a star at the age of Eight, I still have a long way to go."

  Henry took a deep breath and asked, "Where oh you find a-year-old who bees a star?"

  At that moment, Naoki suddenly realized that Poppy, one of the Elite Four of Paldea, hadn't been bor.

  He grinned mysteriously and said, "One day, you'll hear her name."

  Hearing this, Henry didn’t know what to think. He quickly added, "Wait! Don’t tell me you're pnning to wait until you get married and have children, then pass all these powerful Pokémon to your daughter so she bee the Champion of the world, right?"

  “…”

  Naoki was momentarily speechless. To divert the versation, he switched to promoting his goat milk.

  Then, Henry watched as the young man in front of him pulled a bottle of goat milk out of nowhere.

  "Want a bottle? Fresh goat milk that make your Pokémon stronger. Only 600 Alliance s per bottle!"

  Henry g the three majestic Gogoats and asked, "Is that why they’re so powerful? Because they drank their own milk?"

  Naoki thought for a moment and said, "That’s just one of the reasons."

  Hearing this, Henry fell into deep thought.

  He still remembered when he asked about Naoki Ran the town, and the townspeople spoke of a magical goat milk sold there.

  It was said that drinking this goat milk made people feel full of strength, and Pokémon that had lost their energy would recover immediately after drinking it.

  There was even a rumor of a bedridden patient whained mobility after ing the goat milk over a long period of time.

  But, could this bottle of ordinary goat milk really have such miraculous effects?

  After thinking for a moment, Henry pulled out his wallet and ted out a few Alliance s: "I’ll take a bottle!"

  "OK."

  Naoki waved to Koraidon, who retrieved a bottle of packaged goat milk from the refrigerator.

  Soon, the goat milk was hao Henry.

  Without hesitation, Henry opehe lid and drank it all.

  Moments ter, he felt a ge in his body and excimed in surprise, "My body’s heating up!"

  "Do you feel like the fatigue has vanished? Like you’ve got boundless energy?" Naoki asked.

  Henry nodded repeatedly: "Exactly!"

  "See, I told you!" Naoki grinned.

  "This is incredible!"

  After experieng the effects of the goat milk firsthand, Henry was amazed.

  He truly believed that if Pokémon and humans drank this milk regurly, they’d bee stronger!

  In Henry's mind, he envisioned himself and his Ineroar, muscles rippling, winning the championship at a world-css bodybuilding petition.

  He quickly took out his wallet, ted his remaining money, and handed over most of it, keeping just enough for food and travel expenses:

  "I’ll take ten bottles to go!"

  "Alright, one moment."

  A short while ter, Naoki and Koraidon stood by the pasture, watg Henry depart, clearly satisfied, and Naoki couldn't help but smile.

  "Looks like my sales skills aren’t too shabby!"

  "Raao~"

  Naoki chuckled, turning back towards the house.

  At that moment, he heard the eic chirping of cicadas from the nearby hills.

  The river flowed gently, and green lotus leaves floated on its surface.

  A few wild Psyduck floated downstream on the river.

  As they passed the ranch, they gnced curiously at the se on the shore before paddling to the other side, where they joyfully hopped around the grass.

  The air was growing warmer, with a subtle hint of heat. Everything seemed to decre: Summer is ing!