After Ash's trio settled into the Breeding House, the place became lively again.
However, sometimes it was easy for things to get a bit too lively.
For instance, using Thunderbolt to wake everyone up, which ended up causing a power outage at the Breeding House.
Or various instances of being more of a hindrance than a help.
And practicing with the Pokémon in the backyard.
Like right now, as Lucas watched Ash personally sparring with Dash, his mouth kept twitching.
Here it comes, the super human from Pallet Town.
Gengar opened its mouth wide, forgetting to even eat its snack.
"Gengar gar"
He really is a superman.
The netizens were right; if Trainers could actually battle themselves, there probably wouldn't be any need for Pokémon.
Watching Ash engage in a test of strength with Dash, Lucas couldn't agree more with what the netizens had said.
Although Ash quickly threw Dash away, what normal person could hold their own against the Hulk for over a minute?
After warming up in the morning, Ash brought Pikachu to help out around the Breeding House.
"Lilli!"
"Sorry, sorry."
"Pika Pika."
"Pi!!!"
"I don't need you to come over and help me brew honey!"
"I didn't mean to."
"Pika!"
"Bu-wu!"
"We can't eat anymore!"
"Strange, why aren't you eating?"
"Pika——"
"Mime Jr.!!"
"Get out of my kitchen! My bowl!!!"
"I really didn't mean to!"
"Pika——" (I'm tired, let's just destroy everything.)
Lucas held the Mime Jr. that had run over to complain, wiping the tears from its eyes. It was fortunate that Gothitelle wasn't around, or the Breeding House would surely have exploded.
Looking at Ash and Pikachu, who were standing obediently in front of him with their heads bowed in apology, Lucas sighed.
"You don't need to go help anywhere else; just stay by my side and help me."
"Got it, hehe."
"Pika."
Lucas placed Mime Jr. on his shoulder, then bent down to pick up the flour to put it back in the kitchen.
"Let me help you, Manager."
Lucas had a bad premonition.
The next second.
Bang.
The flour bag was ripped open by Ash, and the flour "whitened" Lucas, Mime Jr., and everything around them.
Lucas's teeth were chattering uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Dawn had the foresight to bring Piplup and Lilligant far away, standing next to Brock.
"How can someone cause such a big mess?"
Dawn shook her head and sighed.
"That really is Ash's style."
"Ash."
"Yes?"
"Turn your head."
"Oh."
"See the forest in the distance?"
"I see it."
"From now on, you take Pikachu and the others to that forest. There are many powerful Pokémon inside; they won't hurt you. Just tell them you're there to train, and you can challenge the powerful Pokémon inside — — — — *cough cough*, Pokémon."
Lucas spat out a mouthful of flour and said.
"Really?"
"But then I won't be able to help out at the Breeding House."
"There's no need for your help anymore. You just need to improve your own strength."
"So, right now, immediately, at once, get out of here!"
Lucas kicked Ash in the butt, kicking him out of the kitchen.
"Don't let me see you near the kitchen again!"
"I got it! I'm going to challenge them now! Pikachu, Monferno, let's go! Goodbye, Manager!"
"You get back here! Go upstairs and wash yourself clean!"
Lucas watched the "Shinny" Ash running off into the distance. He was so fast that Lucas could only shout at him.
Soon, Ash turned back like a gust of wind.
By the time Lucas and Mime Jr. finished showering and came downstairs, Mr. and Mrs. Fujino had already cleaned up the kitchen, and Ash had taken Pikachu and the others away.
After seeing Ash off, Lucas sighed, feeling mentally exhausted.
He was already beginning to regret the decision to let him stay.
Even though Brock and Dawn could handle things so well.
Lucas looked at Dawn. She was with Piplup and Buneary, asking Lilligant and the others for advice on how to perform more elegantly and beautifully.
And Brock was helping to record the information of the Pokémon boarded here.
Coming to the rest area and sitting down, Mime Jr. ran off to the dining hall to continue working.
Just as Brock walked over and sat down, a Trainer walked in.
Lucas stood up, walked over to ask, and discovered that he was there to board a Pokémon and learn Dragon Dance.
Lucas quoted a price, the Trainer accepted, and Lucas took the Poké Ball handed to him and released the Pokémon.
It was a Scrafty.
A yellow-haired kid from the Unova region.
Scrafty should belong to the lizard category of Pokémon, and a lizard is roughly equivalent to a dragon, so it's normal for it to be able to learn Dragon Dance.
After the Trainer left, Lucas and Brock took Scrafty to the side of the Lake.
"Brother and Sister."
The Lapras Siblings swam over.
"I have to trouble you again to teach it Dragon Dance."
The Lapras Siblings nodded, indicating that they would take care of it.
Then Lucas crouched down and looked at the Scrafty in front of him, "So, for the next period of time, this will be your home. I hope you can be happy here, relax, and if you need anything, remember to find me or him."
Scrafty nodded.
It quite liked the atmosphere here.
It felt a sense of peace.
On the way back with Brock, Lucas said, "I rarely raise them personally, but I believe that in the environment I have carefully crafted, they will live very happily and joyfully."
"They are already tired from their journeys, so coming to the Breeding House to rest, relax, and learn in a different way might be the best method for them."
Brock had been following Lucas for the past two days and carefully understood Lucas's methods. Although he rarely raised these boarded Pokémon himself, the Pokémon at the Breeding House would spontaneously help him raise them. In an environment full of love and happiness, Pokémon are often most likely to shed their outer defenses, thereby restoring their most carefree times, playing and frolicking happily, and learning alongside the Breeding House's Pokémon.
Perhaps this is what Lucas meant when he said his focus in raising them lies in the heart, not on the surface.
Brock thought to himself.
After finishing his work, Brock went to the garden, took out his notebook, and wrote down the breeding techniques he had learned from Lucas over the past two days.
Letting Pokémon feel genuinely happy and joyful is the purpose of opening a Breeding House, and it is also his goal as a Breeder.
Brock wrote this sentence down.
Then he closed the notebook and looked at the Pokémon playing and frolicking everywhere in the backyard.
Lucas's breeding method seems to be really effective.
I can try it too.
Brock thought.