Chapitre 687: Fake Crying
After Audino taken away the baby Pokémon, Yuga suddenly noticed a Chatot flying towards him, looking quite pleased with itself.
"Can you guess what good news I have to tell you?" Chatot landed gently on Yuga's shoulder, proudly lifting its head and addressing Yuga.
Yuga was relieved that Chatot's nose was quite different from a human's, or it might have poked a hole in the sky with its beak.
"Are you pregnant?" Yuga asked, giving it a sidelong glance.
"What?! Who is Pregnant?! You're the one who's pregnant! I'm a male bird! A male bird! What nonsense are you talking about!" Chatot fluffed up its feathers and angrily stomped on Yuga's shoulder.
"If it's not you, then is it your wife who's pregnant?" Yuga remained unfazed by its ruffled feathers.
"Kitty-chan isn't pregnant either! What are you thinking?" Chatot flapped its wings in Yuga's face, lightly scratching him as if to tickle him.
Yuga brushed it off his shoulder with his hand. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't beat around the bush; I don't have time for this."
Finally unable to contain itself, Chatot released the restrained energy it had been holding back and said to Yuga, "Look, just look at yourself!"
Only then did Yuga notice the changes in Chatot.
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<<Chatot>>
Type: Normal/Flying
Gender: Male
Ability: Keen Eye
Potential: Indigo
Level: 61
Moves: Chatter, Confide, Taunt, Mirror Move, Growl, Mimic, Hyper Voice, Taunt, Sing, Torment, Steel Wing, Boomburst, Sky Attack, Defog, Sunny Day, Heat Wave, Feather Dance, Roost.
...
So, it had regained its pseudo-Elite level. No wonder it was so full of itself, Yuga thought.
Yuga usually didn't keep his Insight ability active all the time, and Chatot had intentionally restrained its aura, so he hadn't noticed immediately.
Chatot had been missing lot during this time, likely preparing to regain its former strength.
"So, you've broken through your limits. Congratulations," Yuga said in a rather nonchalant tone.
Chatot's head, which had been tilted back, froze in place. It slowly turned to face Yuga. "Just... just like that? Is that all?"
Excitement? Praise? Encouragement? A reward, perhaps? None of that?
Chatot looked a bit dumbfounded.
"What else do you want?" Yuga started focusing on his work, not even bothering to look at Chatot.
"Nothing... never mind. You... you're busy. I'll go now." Chatot flapped its wings in disappointment and flew away.
Seeing Chatot's retreating figure, Yuga thought, Did I go too far? Chatot had been overly arrogant, and Yuga couldn't resist wanting to deflate its ego a bit, or its tail might have ended up in the clouds.
He knew Chatot's temperament very well. If it got carried away, it would destroy the entire YoYo Day Care.
Yuga pondered for a moment and then beckoned to Wigglytuff nearby.
Wigglytuff, who was wearing an apron and holding a cloth, was cleaning the counter.
Seeing Yuga calling her, she hurried over.
"Wigglytuff?"
What's up, Yuga?
Yuga pulled out a Sharp Beak from his pocket and whispered a few words to Wigglytuff.
"Wigglytuff, Wigglytuff!"
Got it! Leave it to me!
With that, Wigglytuff took the Sharp Beak from Yuga and headed to the Ecopark.
Yuga had just obtained this Sharp Beak from the system store a couple of days ago. It had been sitting there unused until today.
With the Sharp Beak in tow, Wigglytuff crossed the Light Gate from the main Ecopark to the Grassland Sub-Ecopark and, after a moment's consideration, headed in the direction of the Milk Tree.
Not far away, a Purrloin and a Zorua watched as Wigglytuff walked away, and they exchanged a sly look before covering their mouths and chuckling.
Wigglytuff, holding the Sharp Beak, was following Yuga's orders to find Chatot.
However, it suddenly noticed in front of it, a limping Purrloin was heading in its direction.
"Wigglytuff, Wigglytuff!"
How are you? Are you okay?
Seeing the pained expression on Purrloin's face, Wigglytuff rushed over to support it, her tone filled with concern.
"Purrloin, Purrloin!"
I accidentally hurt my leg while training.
Purrloin sat down, holding one of its front paws with the other, and when it looked at Wigglytuff, it immediately used its Fake Crying skill, its eyes welling up with tears, looking pitiful.
Seeing Purrloin's adorable display, Wigglytuff's maternal instincts kicked in, and she wanted to examine Purrloin's injury with a worried expression.
At this moment, Wigglytuff regretted not having the Heal Pulse move. Heal Pulse was an inherited move for Wigglytuff's species, and it was clear that Wigglytuff couldn't learn it. Learning Heal Bell would already be quite a stretch for her.
But there was no helping it; her potential wasn't great, and she wasn't very smart.
Seeing the genuine concern in Wigglytuff's eyes, Purrloin couldn't help but reveal a victorious expression. It didn't stop Wigglytuff from examining its "injury."
Just when Wigglytuff was wondering why Purrloin's leg didn't look like it was injured at all, she suddenly realized that the Sharp Beak she had been holding was gone.
At that moment, Purrloin had used its Pickup ability to snatch the Sharp Beak and made a quick getaway.
Wigglytuff was kind-hearted, but she wasn't foolish. She immediately realized that she had been fooled.
"Wigglytuff!"
Halt! That wasn't for you!
Wigglytuff shouted and chased after Purrloin.
Purrloin was fast, leaping into a dense thicket in the distance.
Just as Wigglytuff was about to pounce, Purrloin sprang out of the thicket again.
"Purrloin, Purrloin!"
Re-emerging from the thicket, Purrloin sat on the ground, waving to Wigglytuff, raising an eyebrow, and even sticking out its tongue, making a mischievous face.
All those provocative actions were incredibly slick.
Purrloib's demeanor was just too much, and Wigglytuff, unable to contain her anger, pounced on it.
As Wigglytuff lunged at Purrloin, the agile Pokémon leaped away and transformed into a streak of shadow, darting into the distance.
Wigglytuff couldn't run faster with her short legs compared to Purrloin's agile body.
Meanwhile, Chatot was in its nest on the Milk Tree, complaining to its wife about how Yuga didn't care about it and didn't appreciate its achievements.
Noctowl remained silent, listening quietly to Chatot's complaints, with a contented smile on its face.
In a nearby branch not far from the nest, Chatot's offspring, Hoothoot, also heard its father's complaints but only rolled its eyes in response.
After all, Hoothoot knew the true nature of its esteemed father. If it ever ended up with such a troublesome partner in the future, it would be really irritated.
Thinking about it, if it ever found a mate like that, it would be annoyed to no end.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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