Pokemon: My Strange Pokemons

Eevee glanced at the Snivy sprawled on the floor, completely drained, and let out a faint hum.

In her past life, this arrogant snake always relied on her slight age advantage and marginally superior strength to keep Eevee under her thumb. Worse yet, every time they met, Snivy acted like the big boss.

"Well, can you still act high and mighty now?"

Catching the defiant glint in Snivy's eyes, Eevee understood this was only a temporary victory. She had merely taken the edge off Snivy's arrogance.

That's fine. There's plenty of time. If I don't settle the score for all the grudges I've held, I, Eevee, would have lived this second life in vain!

Meanwhile, the kitchen door finally opened, and the rich aroma of food wafted into the living room.

"Dinner's ready!" Ethan and Rosa carried out several dishes while calling to their two Pokémon.

Eevee sniffed the familiar, delicious scent and leisurely hopped onto a chair with tiny steps.

Snivy, too, managed to get up, but her energy was far from her usual self after being repeatedly toyed with by Eevee earlier. She moved much slower than usual.

"Huh? What's wrong, Greenie?" Rosa quickly noticed her Snivy's abnormal state and asked.

But Snivy wasn't one to complain after a loss. She shook her head to indicate she was fine and took a seat at the table.

Since Eevee hadn't actually done much physically, and there were no visible injuries on Snivy, Rosa chalked it up to harmless play between newly acquainted Pokémon and didn't give it another thought.

Although Ethan's videos primarily focused on teaching viewers how to cook, the presentation of the final dishes was equally important for a food show.

Some viewers especially enjoyed watching the reactions of those tasting the food.

In previous videos, neither Ethan nor Rosa appeared on camera. Instead, the sole taster in front of the audience was Snivy.

Despite her haughty demeanor and occasional annoyed expressions, Snivy always paid extra attention to her actions and expressions when the camera was on her.

Thanks to her cooperation, this segment of the videos consistently had a good presentation.

But viewers always crave novelty. While Snivy was undoubtedly charming, prolonged exposure to her face risked monotony.

Enter Eevee, the new addition and breath of fresh air. With her permission, Ethan set up a second phone camera aimed directly at her.

On the screen, Eevee sat on a specially made Pokémon chair, her hind legs perched neatly while her front paws rested on the table. Her soft, fluffy pink paw pads were on full display for the camera.

The snowy white fur around her neck fluffed up, making her appear both adorable and well-behaved—an absolute natural on camera.

Ethan nodded in satisfaction. This unbelievably cute Eevee was sure to flood the comment section with cries of "idftc (I'm dead from the cuteness!).

She's too good at this!

With everything ready, the group—two humans and two Pokémon—finally began their meal.

At this point, Ethan didn't need to say much. Over-commentary could irritate viewers, so the raw reactions from Eevee and Snivy would suffice.

As usual, Snivy gracefully used her vines to prepare for her meal, her elegant demeanor intact.

Although she had eaten at Ethan's table before, the dish before her now—Sweet and Sour Pork with Oran Berries—was something entirely new, and the aroma alone made her swallow hard.

Golden chunks of Oran Berries and crispy, deep-fried pork were drenched in a glossy, red sauce that emanated a tangy sweetness, tantalizing her senses.

"Snivy!"

Snivy politely expressed her gratitude to the chef before eagerly diving in, her vines working double-time—one wrapping around a piece of berry, the other around a chunk of pork.

The rich, layered flavors burst in her mouth, overwhelming her taste buds with sheer delight.

In no time, her usual elegance gave way to unrestrained indulgence. Her vines moved rapidly, grabbing more before she even finished what was in her mouth.

Her ravenous eating was a stark contrast to her normally proud and aloof personality.

In less than ten minutes, the entire plate of Sweet and Sour Pork with Oran Berries was completely devoured by Snivy.

She licked her lips with lingering satisfaction, staring at the remaining sauce in the dish. For a fleeting moment, she even considered licking the plate clean but quickly stopped herself.

If she did something so embarrassing in front of Eevee, her pride as a Pokémon would be ruined forever!

Sneaking a glance at Eevee, she froze in shock.

Eevee's reaction was even more dramatic than hers!

Tears glistened in the corners of Eevee's eyes—real tears!

Wait, sure, it was delicious, but was it worth crying over?

Snivy was dumbfounded. She even started to suspect Ethan had secretly added some kind of tear-inducing seasoning to Eevee's dish.

Otherwise, how could this be explained?

Ethan was equally taken aback. Did this mean his cooking had improved to this level? Or did he unknowingly possess some overpowered cooking skill, like a certain Liu Maoxing or Yukihira Soma?

"Poor little Eevee," Rosa said softly. "She must've had such a hard life before. I bet she's never had a proper meal until now."

Ethan nodded in realization.

Of course. Eevee had been wandering alone before they met. She likely never had the chance to enjoy a decent meal. No wonder she was so emotional now.

Feeling a surge of affection, Ethan gently patted the fluffy fur on Eevee's head. "Don't worry, Eevee. From now on, I'll make sure you always have plenty to eat."

"Eevee!"

With tears still in her eyes, Eevee nodded firmly, silently vowing to stay by her trainer's side for the rest of her new life.

After dinner, Rosa headed back to her clinic, while Ethan washed the dishes and returned to his room to edit videos.

In his past life, he had worked as a part-time content creator, and even before his reincarnation, he had never stopped.

Though the earnings from his videos back then were meager, the Pokémon world offered a much higher standard of living, with more disposable income and free time for its people.

Platforms like PTube were even more popular here, making content creation a lucrative profession.

At his current level, Ethan could easily sustain himself and Eevee, but achieving his goal of becoming a professional trainer was a different story.

Professional trainers, elite competitors in events like the League Championships, enjoyed immense prestige and wealth.

While pondering his ambitions, Ethan felt something soft brush against his arm.

Looking down, he saw Eevee snuggled on his lap, her fluffy fur nuzzling against him. She yawned lazily, adjusted her position, and leaned against his stomach, slowly drifting to sleep.

Watching this heartwarming scene, all of Ethan's worries seemed to fade away.

He smiled, gently stroking her twitching ears, and returned his focus to editing.

Instead of daydreaming, I'll work hard.

As long as I stick to the right path and walk it with Eevee, we'll surely reach the destination we hope for.

(End of Chapter)