Chapter 131: Cute Little Dragon

Deciding to raise a single-headed dragon was one thing.

Deciding which single-headed dragon to raise was another.

The six little cuties were squeezed into a huddle, curled up asleep on a soft carpet, each one looking just like a husky pup, perfectly capable of drafting a million-dollar renovation plan at any moment.

But their personalities were ultimately different, and their physiques varied as well.

All Baimu had no way to bring them to a Pokémon Center for individual examinations, so he could only rely on his own judgment to decide which one to raise.

Fortunately, just two days ago he had bought a decommissioned Pokédex from a dungeon that didn't require identity registration to use.

The Pokédex could display the moves they had mastered, along with the most basic six-stat chart—that is, the bias toward stats like HP and Attack. It couldn't show specific numbers, but one could figure out which aspect the single-headed dragon leaned toward.

At this moment.

All Baimu and A-Wu sat cross-legged not far away.

"They're only about two months old on average?"

"Yes."

Hearing the latter's affirmative reply, he began searching through these single-headed dragons' levels, moves, and so on.

In terms of level, they were actually all about the same, hovering around level fifteen on average, with no gap between them exceeding two levels. And at such a low level, one or two levels really made no difference.

What mattered was the six-stat chart and the move pool, especially the latter.

According to A-Wu, they didn't come from the same parents, so they might have inherited some interesting moves.

Just as he opened the Pokédex to browse, one of the single-headed dragons blankly raised its head, wiggled its nose, and trotted over on its own, very naturally biting his palm with that same not-too-light, not-too-heavy force.

As if feeling its mother's embrace, this little fellow bit his hand and fell asleep in a bizarre posture.

This one was clearly the one All Baimu had been in charge of soothing earlier.

"... Hey."

He laughed helplessly, scratched the single-headed dragon under the chin, and said, "Are you volunteering yourself?"

"Mo nao~"

The single-headed dragon let out a faint purring sound, slightly loosened its mouth, then quickly closed it again, licking his palm with a slightly rough tongue.

As if clutching a beloved baby bottle.

"Why does it have this habit?" All Baimu turned to ask A-Wu.

A-Wu shook his head. "This... I'm not really sure either, maybe it's some kind of personality quirk of its... Do you find it annoying?"

"Not at all, having a bit of personality is nice."

He shook his head, operating the Pokédex one-handed to browse these single-headed dragons' information.

One had to admit the auction house dared to set such a high reserve price for them, naturally for good reason.

Almost every single-headed dragon had decent inherited moves, the number of moves generally around seven or eight; Dragon-type Pokémon from the Dragon Village were indeed extraordinary.

And when the Pokédex pointed at the one biting his hand, All Baimu's eyes lit up.

"This kid is quite outstanding."

"Let me see?"

A-Wu leaned over, glanced at the Pokédex, then nodded in agreement. "Purely in terms of moves, it really is very impressive."

"Right?"

【Pokémon: Single-Headed Dragon】

【Type: Dark + Dragon】

【Gender: Male】

【Height: 83cm/18.3kg】

【Ability: Vitality】

【Move: Level 17】

【Moves: Tackle/Dragon Rage/Bite/Headbutt】

【Dragon Breath/Double Hit/Dark Pulse/Earth Power】

Dark Pulse and Earth Power—two moves that could be called the core of a Triple-Headed Dragon, learned already in the single-headed dragon stage; who knew how many years of detours that saved.

Truly not bad.

"It's simply fate. Since you chose me, then I must certainly choose you too."

All Baimu had already taken a liking to this single-headed dragon that loved gnawing on hands, and now that it possessed such excellent inherited moves, he was naturally overjoyed.

The icing on the cake was nothing more than this.

"Decided?" A-Wu asked in a low voice.

He nodded, stroking the single-headed dragon's head. "Mm, it's decided, it's this one."

As he spoke, the single-headed dragon, which had been in deep sleep, slightly raised its head, then tilted it to the side, showing a very bewildered expression.

Although even if he told it, it probably wouldn't understand much—after all, it was only two months old—All Baimu still gently stroked its body as he said:

Xiaoshuting

"Starting today, you are a child of our family. Are you willing?"

"Mo nao?"

"I am your trainer. Can you understand that?"

"Mo nao?"

"Me, trainer. You, single-headed dragon. The two of us will be good partners from now on, good friends."

"Mo nao?"

Watching the two of them communicate in completely mismatched ways, A-Wu really couldn't stand it any longer, got up, and went back to take an afternoon nap.

——

The news that All Baimu had acquired a single-headed dragon.

Quickly reached the ears of Pokémon like Aggron.

The three Pokémon each had different reactions, and they all ran over to give All Baimu their differing opinions.

Among them.

Aggron emphatically reminded All Baimu that he absolutely had to keep the single-headed dragon in check, and must never let them lay a tooth on its trees and shrubs—those guys had only been here one day and had already chewed through three chairs!

It could not imagine how devastated it would be if its trees were chewed up by the single-headed dragons.

In short, Aggron kept warning All Baimu to be on guard, and declared that if the single-headed dragon really did make a move, then it would not hold back!

When throwing out the harsh words it was extremely domineering, looking exactly like an ultimatum to its trainer.

But the moment it finished speaking, this steel beast's body began to tremble, looking so wronged it was about to cry, with every sign that if All Baimu did not agree to spoil that twenty-kilogram baby, then this five-hundred-plus-kilogram big baby would also start throwing a tantrum and rolling around.

All Baimu had never intended to let the single-headed dragon do whatever it pleased, so he naturally agreed.

Mawile was a bit tougher than it, pointed at the plush doll in its arms, pointed at the Princess bed, threw out a "you-know-what-I-mean" look, then turned and walked away.

The meaning was very simple: the Princess bed was its absolute territory, and the single-headed dragon was not allowed anywhere near it.

If the plush doll disappeared, then the single-headed dragon also had to "disappear."

A display of dominance from the Fairy type.

Clearly both Aggron and Mawile held a certain wariness toward the destructive power of the single-headed dragon, terrified that the things they cherished would be damaged.

All Baimu understood their thoughts perfectly; what this group of little ones had gotten up to since arriving was plain for all to see.

Even Wu had gone from shouting "I'll pay for it, I'll pay for it" to just giving up and ignoring it, and before preparing to leave he settled the accounts in total.

And Chansey was perhaps the only one who felt happy about a juvenile husky—an active little dragon—joining the household. Every time it added food for the six single-headed dragons, its face would shine with a motherly radiance.

As if life had finally become worth living.

Hearing that a single-headed dragon had joined, it immediately thought of celebrating.

The three Pokémon's different attitudes and different thoughts made All Baimu deeply realize that his little group could not casually add partners all the time, and that occasionally he still had to listen to their opinions.

After all, it was a collective.

On the other side.

Wu began his freeloader life; worried that going out would cause trouble for All Baimu, he didn't even go to the backyard, staying home every day, and whenever All Baimu went to open the shop he would take the single-headed dragons and hide in the basement.

This kind of life was likely to continue for quite a while.

Wu was genuinely a bit helpless, having never expected it would take up so much time.

All Baimu could understand, though.

Because the mayor, as Yamatsumi had anticipated, had stepped up patrols of the wilderness around Iron Town, and was strictly guarding the vehicles carrying minerals and personnel in and out, causing the entire town to be thrown into utter chaos.

Yamatsumi told him over the phone that the capable figures at the auction were not only their group; even though the mayor had sealed off the entire dungeon at the first opportunity, it had led to nearly a billion or so in auction items vanishing without a trace.

Fortunately, some of the auction items were consigned—people had entrusted Pokémon or antiques to the auction house to sell, with the auction house taking a commission and service fee. The single-headed dragons were conspicuously the Pokémon poached by some poaching gang.

And this poaching gang, because it had reached for the antiques, had recently been wiped out.

Unfortunately, after this whole affair, the mayor's auction house had basically lost everyone's trust; the security full of holes had caused everyone to suffer so many losses and humiliations—who would come back?

In Yamatsumi's telling, the mayor had already become the laughingstock of Ore's entire upper society.

Not only that, due to his earlier soft-detention behavior, quite a few white gloves had launched protests against him through their connections. Unable to bear so much pressure, the mayor had no choice but to, while pursuing the stolen goods, hurry to Silib City to explain the situation to his superiors.

"He's finished."

Yamatsumi suddenly pronounced this person's "death sentence."

"Eh? Why?"

All Baimu was a bit puzzled; from the looks of it now, the mayor was certainly plagued by trouble, but it hadn't yet reached the level of being done for, had it?