Improve the quality of milk? Exclusive to Miltank or Tauros? Naoki raised an eyebrow, surprised. He had assumed his cooking would enhance a Pokémon's strength, and speed, or provide other direct bes. But this i buff, this enha of a specific product, was a new revetion. It would be incredibly useful on the ranch!

  Would other dishes yield simir effects? There were so many possibilities and so many recipes to discover. It would take a lifetime, perhaps even fifty years, to explore them all.

  But regardless, Naoki's curiosity iqued. He was eager to experiment and uhe hidden potential of his ary creations.

  "Plenty of time for that," he mused, turning to offer the gsses of berry milk to Cyclizar and Koraidon. While her were milk-produg Pokémon, the drink would still be a refreshing treat.

  Before being summoned by the time mae, Koraidon had just finished a fierce battle with another Koraidon. It had sustained minor injuries, but the urgency to return to this time and space had driven it to rush home without rest.

  Now, having devoured Naoki's cooking and sav the familiar fvors, Koraido rejuvenated, its injuries healing rapidly. Overe with gratitude and affe, it approached Naoki, lig his face with its long tongue.

  Naoki, initially startled, remembered Koraidon's pyful nature from the anime. He rexed, a chuckle esg his lips. But as Koraidon's saliva dripped down his face, he gently pushed the Pokémon away.

  Koraidon, unfazed, crouched nearby with a goofy grin, its thick tail thumping against the floor as it watched Naoki wash his face.

  After Cyclizar fis meal, Naoki cleared the table, washed the dishes, and stretched his weary muscles. It had been a long day, and it was time for some mueeded rest.

  There was no bathroom in the ranch house, so Naoki stepped outside and rinsed himself off with the garden hose. He thereated to bed, yawning as he flipped through the "Rancyclopedia," studying the information on spring crops.

  He had a lot to do tomorrow: clear the fields of unnecessary trees and rocks, till the soil, pnt seeds and saplings. He also po try fishing, hoping to catething he could sell to supplement his ine. Until the atured and the Pokémon house was repaired, this was his only means of making money.

  As Naoki drifted to sleep, he g the bedside where Cyclizar y sprawled on the floor, yawning sleepily. Koraidon had also found a fortable spot and closed its eyes, the familiar st of Naoki, the f enviro, and the lingering aroma of food created a sense of ease and security.

  Despite the ranch's remote location, Naoki wasn't afraid. Cyclizar's presence offered a sense of prote, and Koraidoe its initial aggression, seemed to have settled into a peaceful slumber.

  Naoki smiled, then turned off the light and surreo sleep.

  The m, his internal arm clock, honed from years of corporate life, woke him at the crack of dawn. A g the pendulum clo the wall told him it was only 6:15 AM. He briefly sidered going back to sleep, but the thought of the day's tasks ahead quickly dispelled any lingering drowsiness.

  He rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, and started preparing breakfast. The rustling sounds woke Koraidon, who, upon seeing Naoki up and about, simply rolled over a back to sleep.

  Cyclizar, however, perked up immediately. Naoki chuckled as he passed by, patting the Pokémon's head. "Go back to sleep," he said softly. "I'll wake you when breakfast is ready."

  Cyclizar let out a soft "Graaaah" and obediently curled back up on the floor.

  For breakfast, Naoki decided to make a sandwich for Cyclizar. He bioast from the Mesagoza Market with leftover steak, freshly sliced tomatoes auce, and a generous sthering of cheese sauce.

  As he assembled the sandwich, the familiar information popped up in his mind:

  Sandwich (D): A bination of fresh ingredients, meat aables, ri nutrition, and ideal for breakfast.

  Cooking Effect: Minor Energy Increase, making Pokémon more eid less proo sleepiness.

  Evaluation: A basidwich, but a great choice for breakfast.

  "Just a minor energy boost?" Naoki mused, a hint of disappoi in his voice. But then, he sidered that the only ingredient he had actually cooked was the steak, and the result seemed rather impressive.

  After serving Cyclizar its breakfast sandwiaoki turo prepare his own. He eyed the remaining pack of instant ramen, deg against wastefulness. However, as he was about to dig in, Koraidon, ever vigint, noticed the discrepancy.

  It gnced down at its own sandwich, then at Naoki's bowl of steaming noodles. With a sudden burst of energy, it switched to a bipedal stance, snatched the bowl, and began to slurp down the noodles with gusto.

  Naoki watched in astonishment, "You like that stuff?"

  For Koraidon, this bowl of ramen was a taste of home, the first meal Naoki had prepared for it—a meal with special significe. Iure, as the ranch prospered, Naoki would rarely make instant ramen again. Now, seeing it once more, nostalgia flooded over Koraidon.

  "Graaoaoaoshi~" Koraidon excimed, its voice muffled by noodles.

  Naoki couldn't uand the exact words, but Koraidon's expression clearly veyed its delight. It was a stark trast to Cyclizar's indiffereowards the ramen.

  After washing the dishes, Naoki grabbed his hoe and headed outside, ready to tackle the day's work.

  Thanks to yesterday's practiaoki and Cyclizar had developed a good w rhythm. Cyclizar used its powerful tail to smash rocks and clear debris, while Naoki followed behind, tilling the soil with his hoe.

  They entered a few rge trees that were too tough for Naoki to handle alone. He hahe axe to Cyclizar, who expertly felled them with swift, precise strikes.

  Koraidon observed this from a distance. Suddenly, it let out a series of excited cries and then charged towards a rge tree. It ed its arms around the trunk, muscles bulging, and with a mighty heave, uprooted the eree, tossing it aside as if it were a mere twig.

  Naoki and Cyclizar watched in stunned silence. Koraidon, seemingly energized by its feat, tio help, clearing the nd with surprising efficy.

  Naoki's eyes widened. "What incredible strength! Is it trying to repay the favor?"

  Koraidon's assistance signifitly reduced their workload. With the Dragon-Fighting type Pokémon's help, they cleared a rge portion of the farmnd in just one m.

  Naoki wiped the sweat from his brow as he watered the newly cleared nd, making it softer and more suitable for pnting. "A Water-type Pokémon would be handy right now," he thought.

  After watering, the soil ime to settle before pnting could begin. Naoki wasn't in a rush to clear the entire field at ohere weren't enough seeds, and they were short on manpower.

  The progress they had made was more than enough to keep them busy for the foreseeable future.