Chapter 286: Captured by Delicious Food

Transformation places a considerable mental strain on Porygon.

Baimu kept this firmly in mind and realized that, unless it was a case like Ditto or Mew—changing oneself at the genetic level—any other ability that caused large-scale physical alteration seemed to impose a heavy mental burden on the Pokémon.

Chansey's shrinking was no exception.

Its over-one-meter-tall body could shrink in an instant to no bigger than a palm, but holding that form even slightly longer easily brought on dizziness and even full-body weakness.

So unless there was a special situation, Baimu generally did not let it stay small for long, only using it to dodge certain attacks with a small area of effect.

"…It's already this late, let's go eat."

He glanced at his watch and announced to the two Pokémon.

"Lucky!"

Chansey smiled and waved its little hands in agreement. Seeing Porygon's gaze blank and dazed, it tried to explain: "Lucky~ lucky!"

Unfortunately.

Porygon still couldn't understand.

Delicious? What did "delicious" mean? Its database contained an entry explaining the term, but for a sensation it had never experienced, Porygon found it very hard to comprehend.

Chansey was stumped by this too; with its limited vocabulary, it truly had no idea how to describe the fine food Baimu made, and for a moment grew a little anxious.

"Lucky! Lucky—"

"Delicious is a feeling that makes one happy, that gives one pleasure." Unable to watch any longer, Baimu pressed down on Chansey's head, signaling it to calm down, and said to Porygon: "How did you feel when you drank the juice just now?"

When it drank the juice…

Porygon recalled the moment from earlier and detected that, when the juice poured into its body, it had very naturally produced an extremely complex sensation.