"That's super impressive, honestly."
Allen, world champion of doting dads and shameless daughter simp, ruffled Nemona's hair like she was the MVP of the household.
His expression flickered—pride, panic, soft resignation.
"Well, if that's really what you want, then we've gotta talk about your first partner Pokémon."
He rubbed his chin like a wise sage about to make a life-altering decision.
"The Paldean starters are kinda overdone, aren't they? Wait, hang on—just remembered! A friend sent me a couple of eggs.
One's a Gible, the other's a Goomy.
Bit slow out the gate, but when they evolve? Absolute legends. Interested?"
Nemona didn't hesitate. "I want Sprigatito as my starter!"
Allen blinked. Hard. Sprigatito? Sure, it was cute, but—
Eh, whatever.
He was already calculating how to get a top-tier Sprigatito egg. His kid had spoken. "Sure. Whatever you want."
Nemona raised a fist like she'd just conquered a gym. "Also! I'm switching to a ponytail from now on. It'll make me look cooler!"
Allen nodded solemnly. "No problem."
Within ten minutes, the maids were briefed.
Twin tails? Archived.
Ponytail protocol: initiated.
Allen was a tiny bit heartbroken—he did love those twin tails—but as long as she didn't start dyeing her hair purple or getting lightning-bolt perms, he'd survive.
One week later...
After waving off the last of the construction crew, Akira Hayashi stood on the edge of the new land, arms folded, proud dad pose activated. The place looked... kinda like a real farmish.
Back in his old world, a project like this would've drained his savings, his sanity, and probably gotten him sued by a shady contractor.
But here? In the Pokémon world? Unless you accidentally hired a Team Star dropout, most people were refreshingly competent.
Almost suspiciously wholesome.
He wandered into the farming section first.
The basics were done: some drainage trenches, a few muddy paths, a half-decent fence. Nothing fancy yet. The fields were still wild—rocky, weedy, basically a nature reserve for disappointment.
Full upgrades would've cost way more, of course.
The crew had offered to dig irrigation ditches too, but Akira's wallet was hanging by a thread.
At this rate, it might evolve into a ghost-type.
So, naturally, he turned to free labor: Swampert.
Watering crops? Easy. A few controlled Water Guns here and there would do. Slow, sure, but efficient. And Swampert never complained—much.
Of course, he wasn't a total tyrant. Once the farm expanded, he had a plan. Rotate Swampert and Luxray for Rain Dance coverage, maybe toss in Serperior when he needed Sunny Day. Boom—Pokémon-powered weather control.
Welcome to the Pokémon world, where your weather forecast comes with a Pokéball.
A small shed had been built next to the field, complete with iron tools the workers left behind like a parting gift.
And honestly? That foreman was a real bro—those tools would've cost a fortune at the market.
All in all, the setup was still rough.
It needed weeding, clearing, and a lot of hard work.
But Akira wasn't worried. He'd never farmed a day in his life, but hey—how hard could it be?
He had a plan: borrow books from Naranja Academy's massive library once he started teaching there.
Surely they had a "Farming for Idiots" guide. Maybe even one with pictures.
Also, Pokétube was a thing.
Gym Leader Milo from Galar ran a channel with Wooloo farming tips and top-tier cozy vibes.
Akira was already a subscriber.
No need to rush. The field wasn't going anywhere.
He moved on to check the pasture and the so-called "lake."
Most of his budget had gone into fencing—super durable stuff, built to hold Tauros, Mudsdale, and whatever other beefy Pokémon he might raise.
Both the pasture and future lake zones took up about two-thirds of his land. The farming section? Sad little third.
It barely got a participation trophy.
Right now, though, it was all a mess. The lake was just dry land. The pasture? Overrun with weeds and angry-looking rocks.
But that's what Swampert was for.
Plan A: Dig out a lake using brute force. No heavy machinery. Just one seriously buff amphibian.
Cruel? Maybe a little. But Akira had a farm to build, and sacrifices had to be made.
Step one was clear: weed and de-rock everything.
Problem was, this place was massive. Doing it solo would take weeks.
Lucky for him, he had cheat codes. Well, stats. Near-maxed-out ones.
He looked around. Coast clear.
Then up.
A massive shadow floated lazily across the sky. Fletchling flock? Nope.
That was his Dragonite.
"Sleeping on the job again?" Akira muttered, then cupped his hands. "Dragonite!"
He had to yell three or four times. Finally, the big guy woke up and descended with a sleepy thud.
"Bwoo~?"
Dragonite rubbed its eyes, voice soft and fluffy—not at all the terrifying juggernaut it was in battle.
Akira grinned. "Need a favor. Go grab Swampert."
He gave Dragonite a gentle poke in the belly.
So soft. Honestly, he could market it as a premium pillow and make millions. Sadly, Dragonite preferred floating naps, so it wasn't exactly cuddle-compatible.
"Bwoo~!"
Saluting with its tiny arm, Dragonite pulled Akira into a quick squish-hug, then flapped off into the sky with a happy tail swish.
Akira smiled as he watched it go, then flopped onto a nearby boulder.
"Alright, roommate. Got any treasure buried around here? Maybe an Evolution Stone? Arceus Plate? I'm flexible."
[...Are you seriously daydreaming again, dear host?]
Akira rolled his eyes. "You've been useless since the Tera Crystal mess. Where's the genius commentary?"
[Maybe if you actually went adventuring instead of farming weeds, you'd have a shiny Garchomp by now. Just saying.]
[Also, there's a Tandemaus nest on that hill to your right. If you're ever starving, feel free to rob their pantry.]
"Sharp-tongued little punk," Akira muttered. He side-eyed the air like it personally insulted him.
Maybe the system had gone stir-crazy being stuck with him.
Maybe he had too.
He was about to suggest going into the woods just to shut it up when his phone buzzed.
The ringtone? Way too dramatic.
He checked the screen.
Incoming call from Professor Sada.
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