"Alright, go and py!"

  Naoki said as he made his way to the field with the onion seeds and Farfetch'd by his side.

  This particur plot of nd had previously beeo grow spinaaoki had harvested the crop just a few days ago and hadn't decided on what to p—making it the perfect spot to start building a leek garden for Farfetch'd.

  Naoki whistled, calling trio to help plow the field.

  The Dugtrio squeaked enthusiastically and quickly got to work. They moved methodically, turning the soil with their incredible digging skills. Behind them, Naoki followed closely, carefully pnting rows of seeds.

  In no time, the entire field nted with fresh leek seeds.

  Naoki brushed the dirt off his hands, turo Farfetch'd, and asked, "Are you in a hurry to ge ons?"

  Farfetch'd looked down at the leek it was currently holding and shook its head. "Farfetch'd ." (This one's still good for now.)

  Naoki nodded. "Alright then. The step is to water ailize these leeks every day. It won't be long before they're fully grown."

  Farfetch'd's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Farfetch'd !" (I 't wait!)

  Naoki chuckled at its enthusiasm and called over the Gogoat from the ranch. "Let's see if you all help the leeks grow faster with some Grass-type energy."

  The Gogoats bleated happily and trotted over to the onion garden. They formed a small circle around the field and began to release shimmering green energy, infusing the soil with vitality. The seeds seemed to almost glow in response.

  Farfetch'd stood silently by, watg the process with newfound awe. Its excitement rowing its own leeks even caused it to skip its daily swordsmanship practice.

  The idea of cultivating its own leeks had never crossed Farfetch'd's mind before. In the past, it had lived in a wild forest where food scarcity was a stant challe had once been forced to eat its emergency leek to survive, then traveled a long distao find a new one. Back then, it was just the way of life.

  But now, seeing aire garden of leeks being nurtured all at o was a dream e true. When the garden matured, Farfetch'd would finally be able to select the stro and most durable leeks to use as its on.

  The thought alone filled it with pure joy. "Farfetch'd !" (Amazing!)

  Farfetch'd ched its wing, determinati in its chest. It decided then and there—it wao learn how to cultivate leeks on its own!

  When Naoki returo the house, Farfetch'd was already waiting for him.

  After hearing about Farfetch'd's wish to help with the garden, Naoki thought for a moment before saying, "Watering will be Dragonite's job, and the Gogoats will tio help the leeks grow."

  Farfetch'd's shoulders slumped slightly in disappoi. "Farfetch'd …" (So there's nothing I do?)

  Naoki tilted his head, thinking carefully, and then aruck him. "Well, you could use your swordsmanship skills to guard the leek garden. You'll make sure no wild Pokémon e around to mess things up."

  Farfetch'd perked up instantly. "Farfetch'd ?" (Guard the garden?)

  Naoki nodded. "You see, we've had problems before with wild bird Pokémon sneaking into the fields to eat crops like and wheat. I even tried using a scarecrow once, but those clever Pokémon just ig."

  He chuckled at the memory and tinued, "Eventually, Koraidon started taking naps he fields. The sheer presence of its Dragon-type energy was enough to scare off most intruders."

  For Koraidon, it was nothing more than a ve sunny spot to rest, but for the ranch, it had been an invaluable solution.

  Farfetch'd's eyes gleamed with determination. Hearing that it could help in su important way filled it with pride. It puffed out its chest and promised, "Farfetch'd !" (Leave it to me!)

  To show its gratitude for Naoki's help, Farfetch'd even decided to expand its patrol duties to include all the fields on the ranot just the onion garden.

  "Thank you for your hard work!" Naoki said with a warm smile.

  Farfetch'd quacked proudly as it carried its beloved leek and headed off to patrol the farmnd.

  From that day onward, Farfetch'd took its role as the farm's guardian seriously. Determio protect its precious leek garden and ehe healthy growth of the pnts, it patrolled tirelessly between the ridges from m until night, leek in wing, ready for anything.

  Life on the ranch tinued peacefully.

  With the problem of Farfetch'd resolved, anroup of Pokémon approached Naoki for help: the Dragonairs that often frolicked around the ranch had something on their minds.

  The m, Naoki was busy repairing a fehat the rambunctious Wooloo had knocked over in the pasture. Nearby, several Dragonairs were huddled together, whining auring at one another in frustration.

  Naoki paused his work and gnced over, trying to make sense of their behavior. "What's going on?" he muttered. But their cries were unintelligible to him.

  "Wait a sed!" Naoki said, holding up a hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of transtion seed crisp, popping it into his mouth. After chewing, he nodded. "Alright, go ahead!"

  The Dragonairs perked up immediately, their eyes shining with determination.

  "Woo!" one excimed. (Naoki, we want special training too!)

  "Huh?" Naoki bliaken aback. He put down his tools and stared at the small Dragon-type Pokémon in disbelief. "Special training? Where did that idea e from?"

  The m sun was already beating down, and Naoki grabbed his water bottle, taking a long sip to cool off. "You all seem pretty happy with life here. Why do you suddenly want to do special training? You know that's really tough, right?"

  The Dragonairs shook their heads in unison, their expressions brimming with resolve.

  One of them stepped forward and decred, "Woo!" (We're not afraid of hard work!)

  Another Dragonair nodded enthusiastically and added, "Woo, woo!" (That's right! We want to bee like Dragonite and grow hands so we help you out!)

  "Pfft—" Naoki nearly spit out his water.

  He coughed, wiping his mouth as he tried to process what he'd just heard. "Wait, what? You want to evolve intonite? And it's because you want hands?"

  He looked at the Dragonairs in front of him. The sheer earness of their stateme him stunned.

  Well, I guess they have a point. If they evolve intoheir arms would be a lot more useful for carrying things.

  Naoki couldn't help but ugh. "So, let me get this straight—you want to train hard so you grow hands and help me with the ranch work?"

  The Dragonairs all nodded eagerly, their little tusks gleaming in the sunlight.

  Naoki wiped his mouth a his water bottle down, still chug at their ued request. "Alright, alright, calm dow me get this straight—why the sudden desire to help out with the ranch?"

  The Dragonairs bliheir bright eyes and answered ily and happily,

  "Wooo!" (That's because Naoki makes such delicious Poffins and snacks for us every day! Naoki is so kind, and we want to help him too!)

  Naoki smiled as he realized the Dragonairs were expressing their gratitude.

  Hearing such heartfelt words, Naoki felt a deep warmth in his chest. This is what it means to bond with Pokémon.

  Pokémon were so simple and gereat them with kindness, and they would go to great lengths to return that kindness.

  Naoki took a deep breath, then crouched down to pat the heads of each Dragonair in turn. His voice was soft with emotion as he said,

  "Goonairs. I uand. Thank you for wanting to help me."

  "Woo~"

  The Dragonairs rubbed their heads affeately against Naoki, their tusks gleaming in the sunlight.

  Naoki's grin widened. It's decided! From now on, the Dragonair family would officially be his favorite Psuedo legendary Dragon-type Pokémon! Their loyalty and eagero help had earhem a special p his heart.

  To honor their dedication, Naoki decided to provide them with the best training possible. He quickly pced them i program run by Koraidon for Cyclizar.

  "Koraidon, I'm entrusting the Dragonairs to you! Teach them some Dragon-type moves ahem grow stronger!"

  He turo Cyclizar with a grin. "Cyclizar, from now on, the Dragonairs will be your cssmates. Sihe gap in strength between you and Koraidon is so wide, training together with the Dragonairs will help all of you learn from each other and gain experien battle."

  "I'll e by regurly to supervise your progress!" Naoki added.

  Koraidon sighed, clearly resigned. "Raao…" (Alright, alright…)

  Cyclizar, oher hand, was thrilled at the prospect. It turo the Dragonairs and greeted them cheerfully. "Gaao!" (Wele aboard!)

  Meanwhile, over at Snorx Park, across the river…

  A group of Pokémon had gathered around the t Snorx, who was napping peacefully in the shade. The group included Dragonite, Ogerpon, Butterfree, G, Eevee, Pawmot, and Alcremie.

  They formed a circle around Dragonite, who held the jet-bck Rayquaza scale in its cws, its surface gleaming faintly uhe sunlight.

  "Pamo…?"

  Pawmot tilted its head, a fused look on its face. Could this scale really summon the legendary hero Rayquaza, the Pokémon who had saved the world?

  The day before, Dragonite and Cyclizar had shared the story of their nighttime adveh Rayquaza. They had reted the heroic deeds of the Sky Pokémon, describing how it had calmed the raging battle between Groudon and Kyogre.

  The tale had piqued the curiosity of Pawmot and G. Both were eager to learn more about the mythical Pokémon.

  Now, Dragonite was ready to prove the tale wasn't just a story.

  After finishing its chores for the day, including watering the farmnd, Dragonite had called together its closest friends ahem to Snorx Park. It stood at the ter of the group, scale in hand, ready to demonstrate its bond with the legendary Rayquaza.

  Its goal? To summon Senior Rayquaza to visit the ranch.