After learning about the funs of the television, Calyrex became quite intrigued by this regur box that could produce sound and dispy moving pictures.

  Seeing Calyrex's i, Naoki invited Him to join everyone on the sofa and watch television together. The King graciously accepted the invitation.

  Sihe seats o Naoki were already taken by Pawmot and Koraidon, Calyrex settled fortably into a single-seater sofa nearby. This, however, didn't hinder His enjoyment of the program.

  At that moment, a heartwarming dotary titled Warm Lava Worm House was airing.

  The story revolved around Anna, a young girl who returned from the bustling city to visit her grandparents in the tryside during her winter vacation. Her grandparents lived a cozy, simple life with a host of Pokémon panions.

  The dotary showcased a Pokemon chopping firewood with its strong jaws, a Frosss serving as a refrigerator, a Galvantu geiricity, and an Ariados weaving silk for sweaters.

  The highlight of their home, however, was a group of Slugma living inside specialized heating pipes. These va Pokémon not only provided warmth to the house during the chilly winter months but also helped light fires for cooking.

  Anna quickly grew fond of the Slugma and wao befriend them. However, the Slugma, shy by nature, kept moving through the heating pipes to avoid her. Her grandfather expihat when Slugma are happy, they emit cheerful "bang bang" sounds and release small puffs of smoke.

  In the end, the Slugma realized Anna's siy. On the day of her departure, they delighted her by filling the house with their "bang bang" noises and smoky puffs as a heartfelt goodbye.

  Though short, the dotary veyed a warm, nostalgic atmosphere, highlighting the harmonious retionships between humans and Pokémon. It painted a picture of a world where even non-trainers could share their lives with Pokémon, a testament to the progress made over thousands of years.

  After the show ended, Calyrex sighed softly, clearly moved. "Television is truly extraordinary," He remarked, admiration in His tone.

  Naoki chuckled, nodding. "Humans have opped moving forward. Who knows? Maybe in the near future, we'll even fly to other ps on spaceships."

  Calyrex's eyes widened slightly, and He mused, "Even with all my powers, I could never achieve such a feat. Humanity's iy is truly remarkable."

  During the ercial break, Pawmot was still captivated by the dotary. The little Pokémon tugged at Naoki's sleeve, its eyes full of excitement.

  "What's up, Pawmot?" Naoki asked, turning to face it.

  "Pawmot!" it excimed.

  Calyrex, ag as transtor, smiled as He reyed the message. "It says, 'Slugma is su amazing Pokémon!'"

  Naoki blinked in surprise. "You really like Slugma, huh?"

  "Pawmot!" Pawmot nodded vigorously.

  It seemed to have developed a dream—to one day have its owing pipes filled with Slugma, living together as friends.

  Naoki scratched his thoughtfully. "I see… Well, that's an iing idea. But Slugma usually lives in volic areas. They're not easy to find elsewhere."

  Naoki sidered the situation and realized there was indeed a potential solution.

  "For instance," he mused aloud, "I could take some time to visit the Hoenn region and explore the area around Mt. ey. It's known for being home to Magcargo and Slugma. If I e across one, maybe I i to live with us here on the ranch."

  The idea of adding a Lava Pokémon to the raed Naoki. A Pokémon like Slugma could serve as a natural heating source, repg traditional heating systems and even assisting with cooking due to its naturally high body temperature.

  However, there would be challehe house's infrastructure, including firepces, ventition systems, aing pipes, would o be redesigo aodate the Lava Pokémon. Naoki begaally drafting a pn for these renovations.

  Hearing this, Pawmot's eyes sparkled with joy.

  "Pawmot!" it squeaked, boung happily in pce. However, it quickly seemed to think of another question. Tugging at Naoki's sleeve with its tiny paws, it looked up at him with wide, expet eyes and asked:

  "Pawmot? Pawmot Pawmot!" ("When will yranddaughter visit the ranch? I want to bee her best friend, just like the Slugma in the show!")

  Naoki froze, utterly caught off guard.

  "What?" He stared at Pawmot in disbelief.

  'Granddaughter? I don't even have anyone I like yet! How would I possibly have a granddaughter?"'

  Pawmot was already daydreaming about the future.

  "Pawmot?("Will yranddaughter live here with us?")

  Alcremie, sitting nearby, chimed in with its opinion, nodding early.

  "Mree!" ("Of course she will!")

  The Pokémon's imaginations began to run wild, filling the room with pyful chatter about this hypothetical future family member. Even Calyrex was amused, watg the se with a serene smile. Through His telepathy, He reyed their thoughts to Naoki.

  Exasperated but fond, Naoki gently scooped Pawmot into his arms, cutting off its increasingly fanciful ideas. "Okay, enough of that! Let's clear something up—I don't have a granddaughter. No one is suddenly going to show up from the city to visit me, and even if they did, they probably wouldn't live here."

  Pawmot looked crestfallen, its ears drooping.

  "Pawmot…" ("Why not?")

  Naoki sighed, trying to find a way to expin the plexities of human life to the Pokémon in a way they would uand. "Because," he began patiently, "childreually grow up and have lives of their own. They meet new people, find Pokémon partners, and move away. It's just like how all of you left your parents to join me here on the ranch. Life moves forward."

  The Pokémon seemed to grasp his expnation, nodding thoughtfully. Only Koraidon remained calm, lying beside Naoki's legs, seemingly unbothered. After all, there was a secret that only Koraidon knew—a secret it wasn't ready to share.

  Meanwhile, Pawmot seemed lost in thought, its cheerful demeanor dimmed. Uhe other Pokémon, who had voluntarily left their parents to embark on new adventures, Pawmot's journey had been different. It was brought to the ranch by a Pokémon known as a Bombirdier, and now it couldn't help but wonder: were its parents worried about it after it left?

  Naoki noticed Pawmot's sudden shift in mood and immediately guessed what was troubling it.

  "I'll figure something out…" he said reassuringly.

  Naoki khat Bombirdier primarily lived in the mountainions southwest of Paldea. These Pokémon were known for crafting bags from their chest fluff and fallehers, which they used to collect stones, branches, and other objects. They would then drop these items from the sky as part of their peculiar py behavior.

  With this in mind, Naoki returo his room and pulled out a detailed map of the Paldea region from his desk. He spread it across the table, and the Pokémon eagerly gathered around, watg him ily.

  He located the ran the map, then traced a lio a nearby mountainous area known to be home to Bombirdier. "If they brought you here, then they likely didn't stray far from their ing area," he expined.

  Naoki circled a wilderness zone in the southern part of Kosaji Town with his pen. "This area might be a good starting point," he said.

  Still, he wasirely sure. Turning to Pawmot, Naoki asked, " you remember anything else about where you lived before?"

  Pawmot furrowed its brow, recalling carefully before answering,

  "Pawmot!" (It was a forest with lots of trees, and there was one really big tree in the middle!)

  Naoki frowned slightly. "A forested area with a rge tree?" He tapped the map thoughtfully. "That could describe a lot of pces…"

  For a moment, Naoki felt stuck. "If only Meere here," he murmured to himself. Mewtwo's psychic powers could delve into the memories of Pokémon and humans alike, unc details buried deep in the mind. With its help, they might have been able to pinpoint the exact location.

  But Mewtwo had departed some time ago, leaving the ranch behind.

  Naoki sighed, gng at the other Pokémon. "What about those Pokémon who visit the tavern?"

  Over time, the Pokémon Tavern had bee a popur destination, attrag an ever-increasing number of Pokémos. Among them were several wild Pokémon who had migrated from distant pces. These travelers often stopped by the tavern after hearing other Pokémon talk about its warm atmosphere and excelleation. They would rest for a while before tinuing on their journeys.

  Naoki, inspired by this influx of visitors, decided to post a "missing Pokémon" notice at the tavern, hoping the wild Pokémon passing through might e across Pawmot's parents during their travels. Without dey, he shared his idea with sister Indeedee, who mahe tavern. He asked her to spread the word to the Pokémos.

  Indeedee, ever kind and helpful, nodded with a reassuring smile. "Ai Ai~"

  Pawmot, moved by her kindness, chirped softly, "Pamo!" (Thank you!)

  Indeedee chuckled warmly, her soft ughter putting Pawmot at ease.

  ---

  The evening, as the Pokémon Tavern opes doors, Indeedee made sure to rey Naoki's message to the visiting Pokémon. Standing in her usual spot, she addressed the guests, expining the situation and asking anyone who spotted Pawmot's parents to inform her.

  Naoki, busy tending to the ranch, didn't visit the tavern that evening but learhe oute from Indeedee ter. The Pokémos had all agreed to keep a for Pawmot's parents during their travels. With the missing Pokémon notiow widely shared, the step was simply to atiently for news.

  ---

  While they waited, something ued happened.

  One m, as Naoki was weeding in the fields, Mrs. Dantes, who lived in town and regurly ordered fresh goat's milk from the ranch, came to see him. Her visits were always friendly, though her unannounced appearahis time surprised Naoki.

  "Mrs. Dantes?" he greeted her, setting down his tools. "Is everything alright?"

  The kind old dy smiled warmly. "Oh, Naoki, has the quality of yoat's milk improved retly? I noticed that the market in Kosaji is now selling something called 'Life Goat's Milk.' Did they purchase it from you?"

  Naoki nodded. "Yes, that's correct. We've started supplying it retly."

  Mrs. Dantes hesitated briefly before tinuing, "Well, I've been w—do you still sell regur goat's milk, or is it all this enhanced variety now?"

  Naoki was taken aback, sensing a peculiar tone in Mrs. Dantes' voice. ed, he asked, "Did something happen?"

  Mrs. Dantes looked genuinely surprised as she expined, "Ever since my husband drank the goat milk delivered by Dragohe other day, he's been bounding around like a child with boundless energy! It's as if he 't sit still. But that's not all—he's been having nosebleeds several times a day!"

  Shaking her head, she tinued, "We went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor said it was due to overnutrition. At first, we couldn't figure out what caused it. Then it hit me—it had to be the goat milk!"

  Naoki stood there, stunned. "Really? The goat milk caused that?"

  He himself usually drank the milk from the Miltanks on the ranch, as he wasn't a fan of Gogoat milk's distinct taste. While he'd sampled the Life Goat Milk o hadn't bee a regur part of his diet.

  Mrs. Dantes nodded emphatically. "It's true! That goat milk is far too potent for an older man like him. So, I came to ask—do you still have regur goat milk? Something a bit… milder?"

  Naoki frowhoughtfully and shook his head. "Unfortunately, we don't have any regur goat milk left. The goats on the ranch produly the enhanced Life Goat Milk now."

  He paused, sidering her situation. "But how about switg to fresh milk from the Miltanks instead?" he suggested. "The Miltanks here produce milk of exceptional quality, though it's not quite as intense as the Life Goat Milk."

  Mrs. Dantes seemed relieved by the idea. "That might be just the solutio's give it a try."

  With a smile, Naoki nodded. "Alright, we'll repce the goat milk with Miltank milk for you."

  She breathed a visible sigh of relief and handed Naoki a small paper bag. "Here," she said warmly. "I baked some cookies. Please, have a taste!

  "Thank you very much," Naoki said with a polite smile. He took the bag of cookies from Mrs. Dantes and waved goodbye as she turo leave the ranch.

  Naoki thought her situation was a one-off, but over the few days, he started receiving calls from other ers who had been buying goat milk.

  Oer ahey shared simir s: the goat milk was too nutritious. They pined of sleepless nights, frequent nosebleeds, and even signifit weight gain. Some admitted they'd started w about being ht just from drinking too much of it. Most asked to switch their orders from goat milk to the more traditional Moomoo Milk from the Miltanks.

  Naoki found himself dumbfounded. After hanging up yet another call, he opehe refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of the infamous Life Goat Milk, and stared at it.

  " it really be this overpowered?" he muttered.

  With a mix of curiosity and skepticism, Naoki unscrewed the cap, raised the bottle to his lips, and took a rge gulp.

  Almost instantly, he felt a surge of vitality flood his body. The fatigue from w in the fields earlier that day vanished in an instant, repced by a boundless energy that made him feel like he could take on the world.

  He ched his fists, feeling a wave of power c through his veins. His muscles felt primed, his mind sharp.

  "Wow…" Naoki whispered in astonishment. "This is unreal!"

  Then, without warning, two warm streams trickled down from his nose.

  Startled, he touched his fad found blood smeared across his fingers. "What the—?!" he yelped. "A nosebleed? Seriously?!"

  Brother Indeedee, who had been nearby, immediately sprang into a. The ed Indeedee handed Naoki a box of tissues, his little hands trembling.

  "Ai Ai!" Indeedeecried out, visibly worried.

  "Thanks!" Naoki grabbed a handful of tissues and pressed them to his nose. He tilted his head slightly and dabbed furiously until the bleeding finally subsided.

  "Phew…" Naoki let out a deep breath and looked towards Indeedee with an apologetic grin. "I guess the Life Goat Milk really is that potent…"

  But even as the blood dried, the energy c through his body refused to subside. Naoki felt so invigorated that standing still seemed impossible.

  "I 't just sit around like this!" he decred suddenly, grabbing the axe and rushing outside.

  Before Indeedee could stop him, Naoki made a beeline for the firewood pile. Under Indeedee's worried gaze, he began chopping logs at an almost superhuman pace.