Can't deny it.
The chin is a "fatal" weakness for cat-like Pokémon.
Even as Lei Gong was scratched twice, though initially quite angry, it quickly lost its strength, its body slightly limp, with a deep hum resonating from its throat.
Cats' purr?
It seems like it but not quite.
Baimu continued his relentless assault, aiming to elicit the purest cat's purr from Lei Gong.
Though the gloves significantly dulled the sensation, safely touching the chin was an era-defining achievement, justifying his purchase of these flesh-colored insulated gloves.
Before long.
Lei Gong's body twisted slightly, like a big cat thoroughly enjoying the pet, lying on its side as if to expose its belly.
Baimu's eyes lit up, seeing its eyes completely closed, seemingly an unconscious move, he quietly removed the insulating glove from his right hand.
Though protection against electricity is necessary, not directly touching the fur feels lacking.
No sooner did his right hand touch Lei Gong's chin, the latter's eyes narrowed sharply, as if a glint of light flashed by, with a current flickering through the chin's fur.
"Ah!"
Baimu cried out in pain, suddenly standing up and retreating continuously until he bumped into the Hydreigon behind him and stopped.
An array of feelings, from numbness to itching, surged through his arm, and he rubbed his right hand continuously, trying to alleviate the pain, baring his teeth while looking towards Lei Gong, who was still lying sideways, though now with one eyelid raised, seemingly mocking him, realizing he had been tricked by the creature.
The latter deliberately feigned defenselessness, making him defenseless instead.
The expressionless face seemed to say, "Too young, kid."
"You're really ruthless! Aren't you afraid of making my hand useless!"
He accused Lei Gong.
The latter feigned indifference, thinking if it couldn't deliver the maximum pain without harming others, all its adventures across the world would be for nothing.
"Ah~"
It habitually let out a big yawn.
But attack aside, having its chin rubbed was quite enjoyable, making it sleepy.
"Alright, my oversight."
Baimu accepted the setback.
In reality, if Lei Gong truly wanted to electrify him, it wouldn't need to go through such lengths, as it's not limited to discharging through touch, it merely mirrored his actions, teasing him back.
——Attempted to tease the cat, ended up teased by the cat, this "grudge" he will remember!
Baimu grew even more determined to touch Lei Gong's belly, glancing at the wall clock, and went out with a group of Pokémon to train, full of frustration.
As a rare hot spring tourist town.
Whether it's the local trainers or those from elsewhere, they are quite common, especially during post-dinner stroll times.
Especially in the park.
Gathered in groups.
Each with their Pokémon wandering around, tempting others to challenge them.
However, before Baimu could go to them, they came to him first.
Thus he took the opportunity to vent the anger accumulated from Lei Gong onto these unfamiliar trainers, fiercely releasing his resentment.
Watching the poor wild trainers entering the battlefield with smiles and leaving in tears, he felt significantly lighter.
"Feeling great!"
Baimu looked at the fallen Scyther in the distance and exhaled deeply.
The Porygon that couldn't participate in battles during the day was equally energetic, despite being hit two or three times by Continuous Slash, thanks to its Divine Skill Self-Rebirth, the damage it received wasn't much.
Couldn't outweigh the joy brought by victory.
"Pali!"
Porygon eagerly wanted another match, believing that if this continues, it might evolve too.
Trust Level six hearts...
How to reach six hearts?
Though it's the body's internal system, apparently even Porygon can't control such things independently, only able to follow what the trainer says, gradually improving through battles.
It silently pondered how much longer it would take.
On the other side.
Baimu was about to seek the next opponent when he saw a figure emerge from the crowd, a person wearing a mask at night with slightly peculiar attire, seeming to be a female by the figure.
"May I try?"
The masked person said, "But I prefer you to send out that Hydreigon from earlier, how about it?"
Picking on purpose!
Baimu tugged at the corner of his mouth, scrutinized the person, and consoled the mildly unsatisfied Porygon, sending it back into the Pokeball to rest.
Another Pokeball was opened.
"Shasha——"
The streetlamp illuminated the Hydreigon, which emitted a hoarse low growl, its fierce appearance and considerable size exuding an indescribable terror in the night.
Bystanders cast attentive glances.
Having adapted over time, the Hydreigon was no longer struggling with transitioning from two heads back to one, believing street battles could accelerate its mastery over its new body.
The outcome was of secondary importance.
Moreover…
Not far away, upon seeing the Hydreigon, the masked person showed a hint of satisfaction, raised a hand, and threw a Pokeball.
Bam!
A glow shone.
"Roar!!"
A strong and larger dark red Tyrantrum landed on the field, enveloped in an extremely ferocious aura, its jade-like eyes fixated on the distant Hydreigon, its low growl resembling a rapid and low-frequency drumbeat, resonating in everyone's heart.
The onlookers murmured among themselves.
"What's this Pokémon?"
"It's so big!"
"I know! It's the Fossil Pokémon Tyrantrum from the Carlos Region! Didn't expect to see it in the Hoenn Region..."