Pokémon Farming Story

After some explanation, Minccino finally understood the situation.

Then it was shocked.

Such an entertaining event happened last night, and you all didn't even think to shout for me?!

Is my status in your hearts so low?

Cuddled in Buneary's embrace, Minccino began to tear up.

"Buneary~"

Buneary wanted to say that it actually did call for Minccino, but Minccino was sleeping so soundly last night.

It had tugged at Minccino several times but couldn't wake it up.

However, seeing Minccino in this state, Buneary ultimately swallowed the words it hadn't spoken.

It then cast a helpless glance at Natsume.

Feeling Buneary's pleading gaze, Natsume crouched down in front of Minccino.

He pulled out a few pink, sweet-smelling Pokéblocks from his pocket and held them up near Minccino's face.

Attracted by the sugary scent, Minccino instinctively looked over.

Then, in the next second, it shook its head vigorously, burying its head back into Buneary's embrace.

"Okay, okay, don't be upset."

"I'm sorry."

"The reason we didn't call out to you last night was that we thought you were too tired from cleaning up."

"So we thought you could sleep well."

"Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

First, he soothed by admitting his mistake, then explained himself, and finally apologized again, lowering his stance.

The actions flowed smoothly in one go.

A textbook example of a philanderer's handbook. (cross out)

Ahem, but one can't really blame Natsume.

After all, he was once a passionate youth dreaming of becoming a trainer.

And for trainers, PUA is an essential course.

To build a bond with Pokémon, apart from natural charm, some amount of PUA is also crucial.

In simpler terms, there are many green teas and players in this world.

This is also one of the reasons Natsume is currently not considering love or marriage.

Of course, part of it is because Natsume feels his financial situation is still lacking.

At least, after excluding the expenses needed for the farm, what remains is not overly abundant.

"Mi~"

Since you've said that, fine then.

Facing Natsume's friendly gesture, Minccino turned around, somewhat playfully, and reluctantly accepted the Pokéblock from Natsume's hand.

However, after thinking about it, Minccino wondered if its attitude was a bit rude.

Stealing a glance at Natsume, when Natsume wasn't paying attention, Minccino gently licked Natsume's fingertips a couple of times.

Then, it ran to a corner, holding the Pokéblock, to enjoy the treat.

"Alright..."

Just as Natsume thought things were settling down, he turned around to see Buneary looking shocked at the direction Minccino had gone.

After knowing each other for so long, how did I not realize you were such a flamboyant little trickster?

Although no words were spoken, it seemed Natsume could read that thought on Buneary's face.

Now it was time to get busy.

After some flustered moments, Natsume finally calmed down the emotions of the Pokémon at home.

"Then, I'll leave the house watching to you."

Waving goodbye to his partner Pokémon, Natsume set off with Persian and Butterfree to check on the construction company he had contacted in town.

"Ka!"

Corvisquire, glued to the television, responded without even turning its head.

The television emitted some strange lines that could faintly be heard.

"Though I carry the burden of the abyss, I will hold the ancient fortress aloft with unwavering hands..."

Though it was hard to understand, it sounded impressive.

Seeing Corvisquire's serious expression, it was as if it was about to take notes.

Buneary and Minccino assured that they would watch the house well.

Buneary expressed a desire to go with Natsume.

However, after being sweet-talked by Natsume, it became confused and hazily agreed to stay home.

As for Sandshrew?

That kid had gone out early in the morning to clear land.

For a Ground Type Pokémon that loves to dig, when Natsume pointed at a large piece of wasteland and told it, this area is all for you to dig, Sandshrew's feelings at that moment could probably be described as "If the lord does not abandon, I will gladly be your adopted son."

Well, let's skip to "How can one be depressed living beneath others in this world?!" (crossed out)

"? ~"

Humming a little farming tune he made up, Sandshrew arrived at the field as usual.

Ah, this field.

It is all my kingdom~ 

Just as Sandshrew was admiring what it had harvested yesterday, it suddenly noticed something seemed amiss. 

Tilting its head, Sandshrew curiously stared at a long, narrow hole in the ground.

"Chirp?"

Did I dig this hole?

A question popped into Sandshrew's mind.

Soon, Sandshrew confirmed that it definitely did not dig this hole.

Not to mention that every hole it had dug since being captured by Natsume had been properly filled in.

Moreover...

With its two little paws gesturing at the hole, and then measuring itself at its waist, Sandshrew confirmed that it absolutely could not fit into this hole.

Just as Sandshrew was puzzled, a pink head suddenly popped out of the hole.

"Li?"

"Chirp?"

It was clear that both sides were startled by each other.

On the other side, walking along the countryside path, Natsume was rummaging through his contact list, accompanied by the lazy Persian and the gracefully dancing Butterfree.

For Butterfree, this open environment in the wild was quite comfortable.

Although being with Natsume, even in the old dormitory, was enjoyable.

But indeed, Pokémon still needed to spend more time in nature.

"Ah, found it."

After rummaging for a while, Natsume found a contact marked 'Miss Machamp.'

This person was one he had found when looking for a construction company.

Since it was not far from this small town, he added it.

It was more of a small personal studio than a construction company.

In simple terms, it was a Trainer who kept a Machamp and a repairman.

As for why she was called Miss Machamp?

It was because when the other party introduced herself, she was so excited that she spoke somewhat unclearly.

Moreover, her profile picture on social media was a Machamp carrying bricks, so that's how she was referred to.

By the way, the other party's nickname was: AAA Machamp Construction and Renovation Team.

Well, it's a very mature nickname.

"Hey, boss."

"This is Natsume, who contacted you earlier."

"Okay, okay, thank you."

"I just happen to be going to the town now; I'll go directly to your place shortly."

On the other side, a girl who had been lying on her bed suddenly flipped over and sprang up.

With a forceful push, she opened the yard door and shouted loudly:

"Work is coming in, work is coming in!"

"Hurry up and tidy up! Guests are arriving soon!"

In the yard, several Machamp and the repairman, who were exercising, turned to look at the girl.

Their puzzled expressions seemed to ask: Guests? What guests?

Then, they showed looks of realization.

Oh, clients needing renovations.

It had been so long since they had an order that they almost forgot their family was a construction company.

Seeing the expressions of the group, the girl's fists tightened.