Mossdeep City.
Da Wu Family's old house.
Set amidst a secluded dense forest, the Japanese architecture took Baimu by surprise.
He had expected to see flamboyant and luxurious European architecture like at James' place, but it turned out Zifuchi Family was quite "traditional," although still quite grand.
Much like the guest room he was currently residing in.
"Hmm... It must be over a hundred square meters, right?" Baimu surveyed the spacious room, behind him the Hydreigon and the Dreepy Siblings were chasing and playing with each other.
Perhaps due to age and personality, the relationship between these three was noticeably better, and they often played together.
Dragapult, on the other hand, liked to observe from the shadows and rarely joined in, leading to situations where, when the Dreepy Siblings and Hydreigon played, it would quietly watch from the sidelines—
The scene was quite eerie, very NTR.
While Baimu was lost in thought, the Dreepy Siblings suddenly dashed in front of him, leaving him momentarily stunned and then realizing something wasn't right.
Indeed.
"Shasan——"
The Hydreigon behind, charging too fiercely, couldn't stop in time, crashed into him with a boom, sending him flying and rolling into Mawile, who was sitting on a cushion and looking at her phone.
Fortunately, Mawile reacted swiftly, protecting her phone in time, preventing her precious from going up in flames.
However, Mawile was still very angry behind her.
"Tchee——doh——!!"
The Dreepy Siblings trembled all over, quickly hid and ran away. Seeing the unfavorable situation, Hydreigon tucked its three heads in and flew outside, helplessly getting caught by Mawile who swung it around like a chain ball.
The Corsola quietly dug deeper into the corner, while Blissey and Altered-color Milotic attempted to intervene, but were knocked away by the swirling Hydreigon; the invisibility of Dreepy Siblings and Dragapult did not prevent them from being involved, flying all over the place.
Inside the room, it sounded like chaos, as if a war was going on.
Outside in the yard, Aggron glanced over, shook his head helplessly, grateful for not squeezing inside with those guys.
"Guhou~"
"Enough! Stop it! All of you!"
Baimu shouted loudly, took out his phone and commanded, "Send them all outside!"
"Pali~"
Porygon II darted out, eyes shining, activating Instant Movement to carry away the rowdy Pokémon.
But its range of influence was a bit too wide, and even those hiding in the corner couldn't escape.
Corsola: "Shan ne!?"
Aggron, who thought he stayed out of it, just felt darkness over his head as the displaced Pokémon appeared above him, stacking like a pyramid, pressing him at the bottom layer.
"...Guhou."
Why the hell did this involve me?
The other Pokémon, caught in the layers or squished like a sandwich, also voiced their complaints, except for Mawile, who stood proudly on one foot on Aggron's sharp tip, "Tchee doh~"
A lady must always maintain her grace—
"Pa!"
Baimu lightly slapped her on the head, meeting Mawile's defiant expression, he said, "We are guests! Can you restrain yourself a bit? Aren't you embarrassed ruining their tatami?"
He then slapped each head of the pinned Hydreigon, "Naughty! Always so naughty! Grown-up dragon!"
"Shasan..."
Hydreigon, aggrieved, felt like a Husky.
Baimu no longer paid attention to it, pulled out the dazed Dreepy Siblings from under Milotic using a Wake-up Slap, "You troublemakers, no dinner for you, and you need to wash the dishes."
Having just finished, he sighed deeply in his heart.
Originally intending to lead by example and stop the potentially "intellect-damaging" punishment of head-slapping, but... sometimes it's really hard to resist!
Too annoying! Not hitting them wouldn't relieve the anger!
"Hya... Hya..."
The Dreepy Siblings exchanged glances, the sister suddenly slapped the brother's head.
Pa!
"It's all your fault! You tempted me to fly at the trainer!"
Sister Dreepy widened her eyes, while Brother Dreepy felt so wronged, it was clearly a unanimous action, how did it turn into temptation?
"Pali~"
Porygon II in the room deeply understood now, what it means to lead by example.
Quietly, Corsola squeezed out from between Dragapult and Blissey, thinking that this should count as a workplace injury, wondering how many days off it could take.
"Baimu? What happened over there?"
Da Wu's voice called out from afar.
Soon the Hoenn Champion, in kimono style, appeared at the edge of the walkway, the azure-striped haori paired well with his silver-blue hair, exuding a gentlemanly aura.
Baimu was taken aback, "We're not going to the mountain?"
"Wearing this is fine too, very comfortable and flexible. Do you want to try?" Da Wu smiled relaxedly, with some surprise seeing the stack of Pokémon not far away.
They had agreed on the way to visit the back mountain occupied by Da Wu's two Aggrons to pass on some experience of future territory management and battle insight to the Big Monster.
"No need."
Baimu shook his head, always uninterested in overly loose clothing that hinders movement; what others find comfortable is for others who are accustomed to it.
Da Wu didn't insist, just invited him to the front hall for lunch—with the Pokémon too.
Upon hearing it's mealtime, the stacked Aggron and company quickly disbanded.
The floating Corsola silently turned around, swayed onto Baimu's head, becoming a stone hat, the Dreepy Siblings saw the throne occupied, had no choice but to choose his shoulders as landing racks.
Since there's no dinner for them, they must eat more at lunch!