Pokémon: Who told him to come out of Pallet Town!

Chapter 41: It's an attractant; I added an attractant.

"Little Charmander, hang in there!"

In the pouring rain, Ash wrapped Charmander in his clothes, and the flames on its tail flickered in and out of sight.

"Pikachu!"

To lighten Ash's load, Pikachu didn't stand on his shoulders as usual, but instead ran alongside him.

Xiaoxia felt that the scene in front of her was extremely familiar.

It's a pity that Ash didn't have a bicycle this time.

Sigh, she wished a bicycle would appear at this moment, she would even be willing to let Natsume go without food for a day.

"Ash, we need to go faster, Charmander's tail is about to go out."

Xiao Gang took off his clothes and used them to shield the little dragon's tail from the wind.

"Rotom, the Healing Ball!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from ahead, and the next second, a green beam of light struck the little fire dragon.

"Thank goodness, it's Natsume-nii! We're saved!"

Xiao Zhi was overjoyed.

"Let's go back to the Pokémon Center first!"

Natsume and the Baby Ball Rotom appear.

Soon, everyone returned to the Pokémon Center, and as a beam of light fell, Charmander reappeared.

"roar--"

The flames on Charmander's tail grew much larger and gradually returned to normal.

"Mr. Natsume, your Pokémon is amazing. Charmander's injuries have all healed."

Miss Joey examined it and couldn't help but marvel at it.

"But... this little fire dragon still doesn't seem very energetic."

Brock and Ash looked at Charmander with concern; the dragon was still very weak.

"Of course, this kid probably hasn't eaten for days." With that, Joy brought over a standard Pokémon meal.

I tore open the packaging and handed it to the little dragon, but it turned its head away, seemingly not in the mood.

"What's going on?"

The group was somewhat taken aback.

"Little Charmander, did you eat my red pill?"

Natsume spoke up from the side.

Upon hearing this, as if triggering some key word, Charmander turned his head and spat at Natsume.

"Uh... he was trying to use Spark just now, wasn't he?" Xiaoxia looked at Charmander strangely, feeling that his reaction was a bit excessive.

"Natsume-nii, didn't you say you'd eat that red pill if you didn't want to live anymore? If Charmander ate it, how come we're still here?"

Ash recalled Natsume's earlier words and couldn't help but ask a question out of curiosity.

"Yeah, he looked like he was about to die, so the blue pill is a concentrated healing pill, and the red pill is a powerful concentrated healing pill."

"Oh, right, I also added a little bit of aphrodisiac to the pill, so even if he's determined to die, he won't have the focus."

Natsume said matter-of-factly.

Charmander: "..."

He really didn't want to live anymore. He was abandoned by his trainer and then surrounded by Spearow.

In despair, it remembered what Natsume had said to it.

So the little dragon resolutely ate the red pill, and then—his back stopped aching, his legs stopped hurting, and he felt energetic!

In its astonishment, it found itself becoming uncontrollably agitated, even driving away the flock of fiery sparrows that had been taking advantage of its misfortune.

After the frenzy comes endless emptiness.

The little dragon was confused, thinking that Natsume liked to say the opposite of what he meant, and then ate the blue pill.

Ah, this feels even better!

"Oh dear, this child doesn't want to eat. If this continues, his life will be in danger," Miss Joey's worried voice came through.

The flames on the little dragon's tail were also slowly getting smaller.

Seeing this, Ash and the others took out their Pokémon food, cookies, snacks, and the like.

Without exception, the Charmander, who was completely disheartened, didn't want to touch any of the food.

"Mr. Natsume, do you have a solution?" Jiaozi walked over and looked at Natsume.

She brought out the finest Pokémon food, the kind that Fire-type Pokémon love most on the market.

But the little fire dragon wouldn't eat a single bite, its face looking like it was determined to die.

"Damn it, that scumbag deserves to be taught a lesson!"

Xiao Gang waved his fists; he had never been so angry.

"Natsume, do you have a solution?" Xiaoxia looked at Natsume expectantly, just like Jiaozi.

"Natsume-nii, please think of something!"

At this moment, Ash immediately thought of Natsume.

After all, Natsume has the highest level of education here.

Seeing that he had suddenly become the popular choice, Natsume pondered for a moment.

"Try this." Natsume pulled out a small bottle from somewhere, which contained a lot of salt-like powder.

Natsume sprinkled the small powders onto the Pokémon food that the others had taken out.

"Pikachu!"

Not far away, the tip of the nose of the sleeping man with a middle parting twitched, startled awake from his deathbed.

"Pikachu!"

He rushed to the food scattered on the ground, but before he could even speak, Natsume grabbed him by the neck.

"Wait until the little dragon finishes eating before you start."

"Pikachu!"

Beside him, Pikachu pinched his nose and tried to turn his head away, but his eyes kept glancing at the food on the ground.

"Laki laki——"

Behind Joey, Chansey popped its head out, its face showing a longing expression.

"No, that's for the little dragon."

Joey was shocked. His Chansey had undergone special training and would not normally leave its post.

Unless you can't help it.

The little dragon, who had been lying on the ground and was initially quite anorexic and listless, suddenly became interested in the food after Natsume sprinkled it with powder.

It sniffed, and although its expression was one of resistance, its body moved closer to the plate in front of it as if it couldn't resist the aroma of the food.

One bite, two bites...

"Look, he's eating!" Xiaoxia pointed at the plate, very happy.

"Natsume-nii, you're amazing!"

Unlike Ash and Misty, who knew nothing, Natsume and the others looked at Natsume with pleading expressions:

"Mr. Natsume, what is this? I want to learn!"

"Natsume, what did you add just now?"

"Mr. Natsume, I'd also like to know if this is important for treating Pokémon with anorexia."

Jiaozi, Xiaogang, and Qiaoyi all stared intently at Natsume.

Facing the three hopeful gazes, Natsume nodded solemnly:

"It's an appetite stimulant—I added an appetite stimulant."

"..."

The air suddenly fell silent.

After a long silence, Xiaoxia broke it:

"Hmm... Aren't palatability enhancers harmful to Pokémon? Many Pokémon food brands that added palatability enhancers have been shut down by the League."

"But if the little dragon doesn't eat, it will die!"

Ash subconsciously spoke up for Natsume.

"No, it's not Xiaoxia," Xiaogang interjected.

"Those unscrupulous merchants add palatability enhancers to cover up the fact that our Pokémon food is of high quality."

"Although attractants can harm Pokémon's bodies with long-term use, they are a lifesaver for Charmander in such a dangerous situation."

"Xiaogang is right." Natsume nodded and continued:

"Medicines themselves are neither good nor bad; it all depends on the occasion and the person using them."

For example, the aphrodisiac he put into Charmander only had a frenzied effect on Baby Pokémon.

When attacked by Fiery Sparrows, the best course of action is to display your power fiercely and scare them away.

"I see. I've learned something new, Mr. Natsume."

The top student pulled out his notebook and was writing something down in it.

"Speaking of Mr. Natsume," Joey said, looking over.

"I don't think I've ever seen an attractant that's so enticing to Pokémon before. Where did you buy it?"

"This?" Natsume was lost in memories.

"Yes, it's my own blend."

The formulation of this palatability enhancer was done back in Professor Oak's lab.

Some of the Pokémon that spend a lot of time with him will inexplicably become depressed and stop eating.

This really worried Natsume.

For the sake of these Pokémon's health, Natsume had to develop this palatability enhancer that was less harmful to their bodies.

Hmm... it's about the same as a 50-cent spicy snack mixed with rice.

At most, Pokémon with sensitive stomachs might get diarrhea or something.

"Please, Mr. Natsume, I really need this."

Miss Joey grabbed Natsume's hand and pleaded.

Although the probability is low, she occasionally encounters one or two Pokémon with anorexia seeking treatment.

This made her extremely anxious.

"Shall I give you some?" Natsume raised an eyebrow.

"No need, Joey." The prodigy grabbed their hands, pried them apart, and continued:

"My family will probably send you things for the next year."

"Mr. Natsume!" The top student suddenly looked at Natsume, a blush creeping across his face.

"Could you license this formula to Kanto Pharmaceuticals? I'll get my dad to pay you patent fees!"

"Send this to him."

As Natsume spoke, he handed the remaining half-bottle of powder to the top student.

He didn't care; it was just a little gadget he'd made by accident, and it didn't even qualify for his ten "true teachings."

Earning some patent fees would be good, but the funds he will need in the future are enormous.

The top student carefully put away the small bottle as if it were a precious treasure.

She suddenly realized that Natsume was like an untapped treasure.

Every now and then, a surprise will pop up.