The m, the sunlight streamed through the window, filling the room with warmth. Pawmo, who was lying on the bed, rubbed its eyes and realized that it was getting te.

  It gnced over at Naoki, still sleeping soundly, and decided to act. Climbing onto Naoki's chest, it chirped, "Pawmo~."

  "Hmm," Naoki mumbled as he woke up groggily. Seeing Pawmo on his chest, he pulled it into a gentle hug.

  "Pawmo!" Pawmo squeaked happily.

  Just then, the old wall clock chimed loudly. Naoki’s eyes shot open in realization—he had overslept and o prepare breakfast for the Pokémon.

  He quickly got up, dressed, and headed to the kit while Pawmo jumped down from the bed. As Naoki started gathering ingredients from the refrigerator, Alcremie and Pawmo chased each other pyfully around the room, eagerly awaiting their meal.

  Today's breakfast was simple: sandwiches and fresh Moomoo Milk for everyone.

  After breakfast, Naoki stepped outside, preparing to milk the Gogoat as part of his daily chores. As he walked towards the pasture, he couldn’t help but take in the beautiful m. The ranch was full of life, and the weather erfebsp;

  But something unusual caught his attention.

  Out of the er of his eye, Naoki noticed something enormous in the farmnd. Turning his head, he was stunned.

  There, in the middle of the field, was a gigantic watermelon.

  A group of Pokémon—Dolliv, Nacli, Gogoat, and Miltank—were all gathered around the enormous fruit, looking at it curiously. Even the normally diligent bee had abaheir honey colle to observe this massive watermelon.

  "What is happening?" Naoki thought, bewildered.

  His initial rea was to wonder if some magical creature, like a fairy, had visited the ranch ht. It reminded him of events from Stardew Valley, where fairies would occasionally appear to speed up crop growth. But then he shook off the thought—this wasn't Stardew Valley, and there were no fairies here.

  Walking over to the field, Naoki approached the gigantic watermelon. He reached out and tapped it, hearing a satisfying, crisp sound—a sign that it was fully ripe.

  The watermelon towered over Naoki, aood there ihought.

  "This must be the work of Gogoat," he mused. "There’s a ce that after eating those special grass cakes, the crops it helps grow using grass-type energy might mutate."

  As he examihe watermelon, Naoki realized that this mutation had maed in sheer size. It seemed that being gigantic was one of the possible effects of the energy Gogoat was eling into the crops.

  But there was still one question: how did it grow so big ht?

  Naoki quickly brainstormed and checked the other crops around it, finding that only this oermelon iire field had ged.

  First of all, it couldn’t be because of Gogoat—if that were the case, why were the other crops not ripe, and only this watermelon had grown se?

  Sedly, it was impossible that the God of Time, Dialga, had accelerated the growth of this watermelon. After all, Naoki had no e with Dialga or any time-alteriies.

  The answer was being clear.

  Turning around, Naoki looked at the small, empty shrine.

  "It's the King of Bountiful Harvests!" he realized.

  The King of Bountiful Harvests must have noticed his as, rewarding him by causing the watermelon to mature early! The power of the King of Bountiful Harvests, bined with the energy from Gogoat, must have resulted in this gigantic watermelon.

  “Wow, the King of Bountiful Harvests really se!” Naoki excimed in amazement.

  sidering the vast distaween the Paldea region and Gar, it was astonishing to think that the King had reached out to bless his crops.

  But… why had the King of Bountiful Harvests only ripened oermelon? Naoki uzzled. Before he could think further, he heard Kora's voice calling from not far away.

  She stood he entrance of the ranch, calling out, “Is Naoki there? I’m here t your wood carving!”

  Hearing her voiaoki and the other Pokémon turo look.

  Kora noticed them as well, her gaze nding on the giant watermelon. Her face transformed into an expression of pure shock.

  “Oh my god! How there be such a big watermelon!” Kora excimed.

  Naoki: "..."

  Kora was shocked by this.

  She walked up to the watermelon, looked at it in disbelief, walked around it, aly patted it with her hands.

  “A really big watermelon!”

  "Actually, I was shocked too," Naoki said.

  Then, as if she had thought of something, Kora opened her eyes wide and asked:

  "Is this the power of the King of Bountiful Harvests you mentioned yesterday?!"

  Naoki: “…Uh, maybe?”

  The King of Bountiful Harvests ripehe watermelon, but it grew bigger thanks to the power of Gogoat.

  "I hought that the legend was actually true!" Kora murmured to herself, and then a beam of light burst from her eyes. "As expected of the King of Bountiful Harvests, this is amazing!"

  Kora looked as though she were ready to start believing in the King of Bountiful Harvests herself.

  For a moment, Naoki wasn't sure if he was taking advantage of the King or if the King was using him.

  Oh no, he really became a missionary of the King of Bountiful Harvests.

  After thinking for a moment, Naoki decided to think of it as a future favor when he borrows a horse from the King! Wheime es, he'll ride the King's horses—both the Spectrier and Gstrier—alternatiween them.

  Kora handed over the polished and waxed statue.

  Naoki took it and "respectfully" pced the polished statue into the shrine, pg two berries in front of it as an .

  Kora withe whole se.

  Finally, Naoki had the ce to ask, "Why are you here?"

  Kora poio the big truck outside and said, "I received a ission to build a mill today, so I had to go out. Since I wouldn’t be at the store, I brought it to you on the way."

  So that's how it was.

  Naoki nodded.

  The two turo look at the huge watermelon, and Kora asked, "What are you going to do?"

  Naoki pondered for a moment, and a great idea popped into his mind.

  Sihe King of Bountiful Harvests needs believers, why not use this opportunity to actively spread His legend in the Paldea region to help Him regain His strength and increase His favor?

  While thinking, Naoki anized his words and asked, "What do you think about me holding a [Summer Watermeloival]?"

  He thought to invite nearby farmers and some acquaintances from the town to the ranch for a party, where they could all enjoy the massive watermelon, since he couldn’t finish it alone.

  They’d surely be amazed by the size of the watermelon.

  Then he could share the legend of the King of Bountiful Harvests.

  Hearing this, Kora's eyes lit up and she agreed, "That's great! I'll definitely e."

  "Then it's settled," Naoki nodded with a smile. "Tomorrow! Tomorrow m at nine o’clock, at Naoki Ranch."

  "No problem." Kora smiled. "But I have to go now. I'm looking forward to the festival."

  With that, she said goodbye to Naoki and drove off.

  Naoki g the sky and, in his heart, apologized to the people of the Gar region.

  From today onward, your King of Bountiful Harvests belongs to the Paldea region!

  Naoki didn’t feel any guilt about "borrowing" a legendary Pokémon from anion. After all, it was a matter of mutual be, right?

  He smiled, patted Koraidon on the head, and began his work for the day.

  Meanwhile, in the Gar region, in the Tundra.

  The King of Bountiful Harvests observed the little believer's joy with a smile.

  But, how e He didn’t know His power could make watermelons grow so big?

  Looking at the watermelon, which was rger than His two horses, the King of Bountiful Harvests was filled with fusion and bewilderment.

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