With his newfound power to cultivate dragon-type Pokémon, Naoki set his sights on the four Dragonairs at the ranch that had yet to evolve.

  The power to trons was a unique and special ability, funing almost like the energy transfer seen in fairy tales—ing one’s own energy to imbue dragon Pokémon with enhanced growth potential.

  bined with the incredible training bes brought by Pael, the Dragonairs quartet finally evolved intonite just three days before the end of autumn.

  With this aplishment, Naoki’s ranch became home to a signifitly stronger Dragoeam. Including his inal Dragohe eight delivery Dragonites, and the three Dragonites led by Big Brother Dragohe ranow boasted twelve Dragonites in total.

  Wait, no—make that thirteen. A Dragonite egg still rested safely in its incubator, waiting to hatch.

  As Naoki surveyed the group of powerful dragons spread across the ranch, he couldn’t help but grin. “Dragon Ranch” might be a more fitting name for the pow.

  “If I round up… I could practically call myself the Dragon King,” Naoki joked to himself.

  In fact, the pure dragon squad could now be divided into two formidable teams:

  First Team: Koraidon, Cyclizar, Dragonite 2, Dragonite 3, Dragonite 4, Dragonite 5.

  Sed Team: Naoki’s Dragonite, Dragonite 6, Dragonite 7, Dragonite 8, Dragonite 9, Dragonite 10.

  But with the growing numbers came a new challenge: feeding them all.

  The twelve Dragonites ed a signifit amount of food each day, particurly Poffins and Pokeblocks. While Pokeblocks were retively easy to prepare thanks to Naoki’s automated fruit mixer, which could e batches in an hour, Poffin preparation was much more bor-intensive.

  Every step—cooking the berries, blending ingredients, and molding them into shape—had to be done manually. When there were just a few Dragonites, Naoki managed fine, but with so many now, he was struggling to keep up.

  Just as Naoki was feeling overwhelmed, sister Indeedee approached him with a fident smile.

  “Ai Ai~” (Maybe I help, Naoki~)

  Naoki popped two pieces of his transtion seed crisps into his mouth, tilting his head in surprise. “You make Poffins?”

  Indeedee shook her head but quickly added, “Aiya!” (Not at first, but after watg you every day, I memorized all the steps!)

  Naoki blinked, both impressed and relieved. If his Indeedee could handle some of the workload, things would get much easier. Psychion like her could plete tasks far more effitly than a human.

  “Alright,” Naoki said with a grin. “Let’s see what you do. Show me.”

  Indeedee nodded eagerly and led him to the kit workshop, where Alcremie's cream recipes were typically prepared.

  A blue psychic glow enveloped her eyes, and immediately, the kit came to life. Pots and pans floated into the air, eggbeaters whirred on their own, and the refrigerator opened, releasing its bounty of fruits and eggs.

  Naoki watched, wide-eyed, as the ingredients peeled themselves, eggs cracked perfectly into bowls, and flour sifted itself into a mixing pot.

  The psychic chraphy tinued seamlessly: fruits were cooked, blended, and folded into the dough. Finally, the mixture oured into molds and pced into the oven using telekinesis.

  Indeedee’s dispy of efficy had him thinking of wizards juris in fairy tales.

  After about thirty mihe oven chimed.

  Indeedee opehe oven and brought out a rge tray of sweet-smelling Poffins.

  Naoki eagerly picked one up and took a bite.

  “Ai eh?” (How is it?)

  Indeedee asked nervously, her eyes filled with anticipation. It was her first time making Poffins, and she worried they might not turn out well.

  “It’s delicious!” Naoki excimed, his face lighting up with excitement. “It’s eveer than the ones I make!”

  “Aiya!” (Great!)

  Indeedee cpped her hands in joy, clearly pleased with herself.

  Naoki was equally thrilled. With Indeedee’s help, he wouldn’t have to worry about running out of Poffins to feed the growing number onites on the ranch.

  In fact, there was another potential solution to this problem: giving the Dragonites moo buy their own food in town.

  However, the idea wasly practical at the moment.

  Dragonites didn’t uand how prices worked, and shopkeepers couldn’t interpret their roars.

  “A Rotom Phone would really e in handy,” Naoki thought aloud.

  A Rotom residing in a phone could act as a transtor and even assist the Dragonites with purchasing and paying for items.

  “I wonder how Nemona’s father’s resear that is progressing,” he mused, making a mental o che on it ter.

  ...

  It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining warmly over the ranch. After lunaoki decided to take the Eevees to the grassy meadow for some sunshine.

  He spread a piiket over the soft grass a out an assortment of snacks for the Eevees to nibble on if they got hungry.

  For now, the Eevees were far too busy darting around and pying joyfully, their ughter-like cries filling the air.

  Naoki sat amidst the lively group, using his newfound power on trol to nurture Cyclizar.

  With the Dragonairs having already evolved intonite, Cyclizar was in lio receive special training.

  Naoki had noticed how Cyclizar’s eyes would gleam with envy whenever Dragonite munched on Storm buns or Pawmot enjoyed Lightning Buns.

  He hadn’t had the opportunity to help Cyclizar before, and that guilt weighed on him. Now, with the power ons, he was determio make up for it.

  While the exact meics on Power were still unclear, its effects on Pokémon were undeniable.

  With sistent care, Naoki was fident that any Dragon Pokémon nurtured with this power could one day reach the ranks of a King-tier or even Champion-tier Pokémon.

  Beyond its growth-accelerating properties, Dragon Power also enabled a deeper mental e with Dragon Pokémon.

  Naoki recalled how Iris from the anime used a simir ability to uand and bond with Pokémon, often sensing their emotions and iions

  Therefore, when Naoki felt guilty, Cyclizar felt it immediately.

  “Gah…” Cyclizar’s voice trembled, and its eyes glistened with emotion.

  For the first time, it fully uood—Naoki had never ig. He had always cared.

  Naoki gently patted the Cyclizar's head and said with a warm smile, "Believe in yourself. One day, you’ll bee even strohan Koraidon!"

  The Cyclizar's eyes lit up with determination. It responded enthusiastically, "Gaaao!" Then, uo tain its excitement, it affeately licked Naoki’s hand with its rge, wet tongue.

  Naoki froze for a moment, blinking at the ued gesture. “…Thanks, I guess?”

  Meanwhile, not far away, Koridon y sprawled on the grass, enjoying the warm afternoon. But suddenly, it sneezed, its eyes fluttering open in mild fusion.

  "Ah gah?" Koridon looked around as if sensing someone had just spoken about it.

  Its attention was quickly diverted to a sleek, jet-bck luxury car slowly pulling into the ranaoki noticed it too, and the Eevees, who had been chasing each other around him, stopped to curiously observe the new arrival.

  "Who could that be?" Naoki wondered as the car came to a halt.

  His question was answered almost immediately when the car door opened, and aed Nemo out, practically boung on her feet. From across the ranch, her cheerful voice rang out, "Mr. Naoki! I’m back to take orial again!"

  The front door of the car opened , and Nemona’s father, Nikar, stepped out alongside a distinguished-looking elderly butler, both impeccably dressed.

  “Long time no see, Naoki!” Nikar greeted warmly as he walked over, carrying a small box in his hand.

  “Mr. Nikar! This is a surprise,” Naoki said, pleasantly surprised. Nemona’s visit wasn’t ued—her love for Pokémon battles often brought her to the ranch—but seeing her father was another matter.

  “I have something important to discuss with you,” Nikar expined with a smile.

  Nemona, however, was too captivated by her surroundings to pay much attention. “Wow!” she excimed, her eyes sparkling as she spotted the Eevees. “So many Eevees!”

  Before she could take a step clholdengo and Ogerpon darted past, their swift movement catg her eye. Her attention shifted instantly. “Oh my gosh, it’s Ogerpon! Wait, what’s that golden one?”

  She gasped when her eyes nded onite. “Mr. Naoki, you’ve got another Dragohat’s so cool!”

  Naoki chuckled, uanding her excitement. After all, no child—or adult—could resist being awestruck by such rare and magnifit Pokémon.

  Turning to Pawmot, Naoki called, “Pawmot, could you give Nemona a tour of the ranch?”

  The little Pokémon looked up at Nemona and seemed tnize her from a previous visit.

  With a proud "Pamo!" it puffed out its chest aured for Nemona to follow.

  “Yay! Thank you, Mr. Naoki!” Nemona cheered, skipping after Pawmot, her excitement iious.

  Watg her enthusiasm, Nikar shook his head fondly. “She’s so eic, isn’t she? I apologize if she’s being too forward.”

  Naoki waved it off with a smile. “Not at all. She’s just fortable around me now. When she first came, she was very polite.”

  “Haha! It seems Nemona likes you a lot,” Nikar said with a ugh.

  Naoki turhe versation toward business. “So, Mr. Nikar, what brings you here today?”

  At this, Nikar’s grin widened. He held up the small box and ha to Naoki. “See for yourself.”

  Naoki took the box, his eyes catg the Rotom Teology Corporation logo stamped oop. His heart skipped a beat as a thought crossed his mind.

  'Could it be what I think it is?'

  Naoki opehe box to reveal a Rotom Phoh a sleek design resembling a crocodile. It y quietly inside, exuding a faint teological glow.

  "A Rotom Phone!" Naoki excimed, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "Has the research finally succeeded?"

  Nikar nodded with a proud smile. "That's right! After months of dedicated work by our team of researchers, we've finally brought your vision to life. The device you're holding is from the very first batch of Rotom Phones. We pn to release it to the public by the end of the year. I believe this marks the beginning of a new era!"

  Naoki gently lifted the Rotom Phone from the box, its lightweight and ergonomic design fitting perfectly in his hand. Since he had tributed to the phone’s ceptual design, its structure and button yout felt instantly familiar.

  Pressing the power button, the s flickered to life. Naoki unlocked the device with a simple swipe, revealing a and intuitive main interface featuring five core apps: Map, Messaging, Phone, Camera, and Pokédex.

  Curious, Naoki tapped the Pokédex app. Immediately, a list of Pokémon native to the Paldea region appeared on the s.

  "These are just the basic apps we've developed so far," Nikar expined. "Several tepanies have already started w on additional apps specifically designed for this phone. Ohey're ready, users will be able to download and install them through the i."

  Nikar paused for emphasis, then added, "The Pokédex app is especially hy. It’s a colborative effort between our pany and Professor Jacq from Paldea Academy, incorporating the test Pokémon research."

  Naoki nodded in appreciatioing the Pokédex's siure, he poihe phone’s camera at the Cyclizar lounging beside him.

  A cheerful, eleic voice chimed, "Cyclizar, the Mount Pokémon. It travel at speeds of up to 120 kilometers per hour while carrying a person. It uses body heat to warm its back, rest vitality. A murals from 10,000 years ago depict humans riding Cyclizar, suggesting this bond has existed for millennia."

  Naoki flipped the phone over to examis sleek back, where a small Rotom emblem was etched. He couldn’t help but smile.

  Nikar, seeing Naoki’s curiosity, eborated, "Ea Phone tains a Rotom ihink of Rotom as an intelligent assistant. It guide you through the Pokédex, report the weather, provide navigation, and even answer your questions. If you don't want it to narrate, you simply ask it to stop."

  However, Nikar’s expression turned slightly hesitant, drawing Naoki’s attention. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

  Nikar sighed. "It’s nothing major, but we’ve noticed something peculiar. Uhe Rotom found in traditional Pokédex devices, the Rotom ihese phones rarely is with users beyond its programmed voiands. It doesn’t engage in casual versation or show much personality.

  Naoki thought about it carefully and realized that the same situation had occurred in the Pokémon anime, but he had no idea why Rotom behaved differently when ied into phones. Still, he set the thought aside, as there was something else he was curious about.

  "How many Rotom Phones did you produ the first batch?" Naoki asked.

  Nikar smiled and replied, "About 100,000! But not all of them have Rotom i’s impossible to catch that many Rotoms."

  Naoki nodded in uanding. A smartphohout Rotom would still fun perfectly well, except it wouldn’t have voice broadcasts or real-time navigation. From this perspective, the Rotom in the phoed very much like a smart AI.

  Nikar tinued, "Is there anything else you want to know? Thanks to you, the Rotom Phone became a reality and helped our pany dominate so much of the market. If you need anything, just say the word. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll make it happen."

  Naoki chuckled. He didn’t ck money or resources, so there wasn’t much he wanted. After a brief pause, he made a request. "Could I pre-order a batch of Rotom Phones from your pany?"

  He had pns to give these Rotom Phoo the Pokémon on his ranch. For instance, Calyrex, Giratina, the expedition teams, and the Dragonites could all be from having one. With Rotom Phones, Dragon Express could be officially established, with deliveries tracked and navigated using the phones. It would allow Naoki Ranch’s goods to be delivered to every er of the Paldea region, realizing Naoki’s long-held dream.

  Additionally, Naoki could make video calls to che on Baby Bear and other Pokémon traveling far from the ranch, keeping everyone ected no matter where they were.

  "Of course!" Nikar said enthusiastically. "How many do you need? I’ll have them sent over as soon as I return."

  Naoki mentally calcuted the number of Pokémon that would need a Rotom Phone and answered, "Fifty should be enough."

  "sider it done," Nikar replied with a grin. He po select fifty phones pre-installed with Rotom and personally eheir delivery.

  But Nikar had another reason for visiting the ranch today. He wao discuss the future of the mobile appliarket and gather ideas from Naoki about potential app development.

  Though surprised by the request, Naoki willingly shared what he knew. He suggested apps for online shopping, streaming TV shows, live broadcasting, video unicatioronic payments, global news aggregation, and even social w.

  'It would be great to create something as simple and user-friendly as WeChat,' Naoki thought.

  'That way, I could help Pokémon like Baby Bear, Calyrex, and Giratina create ats, and we could even form a group chat with all the legendary Pokémon."

  He chuckled at the thought, 'I just hope the legendary Pokémon don’t start arguing in the group chat.'

  Nikar listened ily, his expression growing more excited with each suggestion. His eyes sparkled with the realization of the potential.

  "If these apps bee a reality," Nikar said, his voice brimming with enthusiasm, "they will ect people across the globe. The I industry will enter a truly transformative era!"