Chapter 67: The Miltank

Chapter 67: The Miltank Yuga prepared a body-cleansing substance for Treecko and Snivy, which was made from crushed leaves of a plant.

These leaves were not only soft but also had strong absorption abilities, effectively removing dirt from newborn Pokémon.

As for the Mudkip pair, Yuga simply placed them in a small river.

Water-type Pokémon naturally knew how to swim from birth due to their unique skin, and attempting to clean them with other methods could have adverse effects.

The river temperature was suitable for their swimming, so Yuga instructed Chimecho to keep an eye on them.

After feeding and playing with all the Pokémon for a while, Yuga left the Ecopark when they were all comfortably asleep.

The next day, when Yuga arrived downstairs in the shop, he found Suzuki already there. She was focused on the price list for the Pokémon eggs that Yuga had printed the day before.

"Good morning, boss!" Yuga voice caught her attention as she looked up to greet him.

"Good morning."

As Yuga approached her, he noticed a little one hiding beneath the cashier counter, which startled him. seaʀᴄh thё ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Suzuki smiled and introduced, "This is my son, Dian. Dian, this is Mommy boss. You can call him Big Brother Manager."

"Big Brother Manager, hi."

Dian greeted Yuga with a cute voice and looked at him with bright, curious eyes.

"Such a well-behaved and adorable kid."

Indeed, this was how children should be. Yuga realized that Luna and Rand were exceptions to the norm.

Yuga ruffled Dian hair, discovering how soft and pleasant it felt. He couldn't resist ruffling it a few more times.

"By the way, how old is Dian?"

Looking at Dian playing with Meowth, Yuga asked Suzuki.

"Three years old."

Yuga commented, "He's so well-behaved. You probably don't have to worry too much, Suzuki-san."

Suzuki chuckled, "Well, I'll be your employee from now on. Don't call me Suzuki-san anymore. Just call me 'Sister Kouen'."

Yuga teased, "Your son calls me 'Big Brother' and you want me to call you 'Sister Kouen'? What kind of logic is that?"

Suzuki shrugged playfully, "Why not? Let's each have our own titles. You're only sixteen, i can't let my son called you uncle, and I'm just in my thirties. I can't have you call me 'Auntie', can I?"

Yuga chuckled, realizing she had a point. He agreed, "Alright then, but don't call me 'Manager' anymore. 'Boss' sounds more commanding."

Suzuki laughed at his response, "Sure thing, Boss!"

After chatting for a while, as Yuga was about to leave, he heard his phone ringing. It was a call from Director Mond.

Upon answering, Director Mond voice came through, "Little Yuga, I've got the Miltank you wanted. Is it convenient for you to receive them now, or should I send them over?"

Excited by the news, Yuga replied, "Really? So fast! Just a moment, I don't have a Trade Machine for Pokémon at home. I'll head to the Pokémon Center to receive them."

After ending the call, Yuga told Suzuki, "Sister Kouen, I need to step out for a bit. Could you look after the shop?"

With that, Yuga left the shop.

At the Pokémon Center, Yuga contacted Director Mond through the public phone. He arranged for the six Miltank to be teleported to him.

Once he had the Pokémon in his possession, Yuga transferred the agreed amount of money to Director Mond.

While League regulations prohibited the buying and selling of adult Pokémon, many individuals engaged in such transactions privately. It was a matter of secrecy.

According to Director Mond, all six Miltank were in excellent health and still quite young—just reaching adulthood. Five of them had yellow markings, while one had green markings, which was quite rare.

Upon returning to the Ecopark, Yuga released the six Miltank and addressed them, "Hello, everyone. This is your new home from now on. I hope you'll have a pleasant life here."

These Miltank had been informed beforehand that they would be changing owners, so they didn't show much resistance to Yuga.

After looking around and sampling the grass beneath their feet, they seemed content. Eating the grass, their eyes brightened further, and they gladly accepted Yuga "adoption."

As for the Poké Balls that held these Miltank, Yuga stored all of them in the warehouse, as he likely wouldn't need them in the future.

Watching the Miltank leisurely graze on the grass, Yuga suddenly realized a significant issue—he didn't know how to milk them!

Yuga decided that he should learn how to milk them properly when he had the time. However, an idea struck him, and he suddenly got excited.

Instead of milking them, why not let the Pokémon directly drink from the Miltank? Although the process felt a bit embarrassing, the outcome would be positive, right?

This approach wasn't just for the newborns; Pokémon like Floette and Absol could benefit from it as well.

Yuga called the Miltank over and explained his idea to them. They all agreed without any objections.

Miltank were mild-mannered Pokémon, more than willing to let other Pokémon drink from them. They typically learned how to provide milk once they reached a certain level, allowing others to drink directly from their bodies. Thus, they didn't find this behavior embarrassing in any way.

After a productive conversation with the Miltank, Yuga gathered his other Pokémon and informed them of his decision. Surprisingly, all of them objected, with Floette showing the strongest resistance.

However, their objections were in vain. Their somewhat thoughtless owner merely informed them of the decision instead of consulting them.

Notably, Floette, who resisted the most, ended up being the first to be offered a tomato.

Yuga entrusted the feeding of the newborn Pokémon to the Miltank, and they were delighted to accept the task.

Perhaps due to the Miltank' nature, Yuga observed that the newly acquired six Miltank were very enthusiastic about caring for other Pokémon.

They would even initiate playtime with Eevee, Mudkip, Treecko, and Snivy, displaying a harmonious interaction.

Yuga had worried about occasionally forgetting to feed these newborns, but now, he didn't have to worry at all.

The newborns were just born and hadn't developed any sense of shame yet, so they were quite cooperative when it came to feeding from the Miltank.

Yuga truly understood the concept that all human creativity stemmed from "laziness."

He realized that every creative idea he had emerged from his own laziness.

Because he didn't want to milk them, he saved himself a lot of hassle and even discovered six new assistants.