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[Greetings, Johto! This video is coming to you from some secluded part of the streets of Violet City, courtesy of PhantomCam™, and features one Yagyuu Hiroshi sitting comfortably on a bench beneath the shade of a tree, engrossed in a book with his backpack resting securely at his feet. Perhaps most notably, he's not wearing his yellow-and-black Regulars jersey today, which is largely because it's currently piled next to him on the bench in something vaguely approximating a nest, with what can only be a Pokemon egg resting safely inside.

Yagyuu, for his part, is mostly oblivious to the fact that he's currently on candid cam, but the reason for it quickly becomes apparent—the egg in its nest is beginning to rock gently from side to side, making vaguely egg-like noises, and gradually beginning to glow.

(Fortunately, Phantom is wise enough to the workings of Pokemon hatchings that he's taken the initative to record this for posterity, regardless of whether or not his trainer is as quick on the uptake about it.)

Another few moments pass, and now at last Yagyuu takes notice, setting his book aside and turning his full attention to watch as the egg wobbles, brightens, cracks—]

Vee! Eevee!
[—and yields a bouncing newborn Eevee, still snug and secure in the jersey-nest, taking her first look at the world.

Book completely forgotten now, Yagyuu carefully extends a hand to his newest Pokemon, letting her inspect him a minute; after a few courtesy sniffs and nudges, the Eevee hops out of her nest and climbs up into Yagyuu's lap instead, settling in to ensure his full attention as she carefully inspects the human who's going to be her trainer. A minute later, Yagyuu's hands come to rest on her back, stroking through her fur as he conducts an appraisal of his own. This is, after all, his first attempt at breeding a Pokemon, and he's clearly intent on thoroughly examining just how well it turned out.]

Ah, aren't you a friendly one. Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, too.

[And as Yagyuu continues to fuss over his new Eevee, Phantom apparently decides that his work here is done, and switches the feed off.]

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[ Is any interest that Niou holds actually a legitimate one? Niou just thinks it's funny that Yagyuu's so eager. ]

Yep. Cute Vulpix and Eevee and Butterfree girls.

[In some things, he is the epitome of subtle. In this one...not so much.]

There's always a catch, I suppose.

A catch? Dude, you should see these chicks. We should go.

[ So serious! ]

There's no escaping the theme, it seems. Right now?

[ A shrug. ]

Sure, it's not like you're doin' anything better, right?

I would've assumed it to be the other way around. Weren't you just making an appointment?

[ Airily: ]

For tomorrow. All the more reason we should do the cosplay café today.

Lady's first exposure to the extent of the world around her: a cosplay cafe. How remarkably fitting.

[But he is, in fact, shifting her out of his lap and beginning to pack up his stuff, even as he speaks.]

Considerin' how much time you're gonna be spendin' there, I'd say so.

[ Niou chuckles, standing and stretching. ]

I'm not helping you steal one of the outfits.

[Way to completely avoid rebutting the statement, there, Yagyuu.]

As if I needed your help? [ Niou grins. ]

It's down the street beside the inn, just past the party store. Meet me there?

Let me rephrase that. Don't find a way to make me an accomplice.

[He zips up his backpack and shoulders it, scoops Lady and his jersey into his arms, and nods at Phantom to heel.]

I'm on my way.

[ Niou doesn't argue — they both know that if Yagyuu winds up an accomplice, it'll be his own fault, either by design or by disregard. He closes the 'Gear and makes his way to the café, pausing to check his reflection in a window a few shopfronts away. ]

[And soon enough Yagyuu appears, conspicuous as ever with an armful of jersey and delighted Eevee, Phantom still trotting along obediently behind. And it's Lady who ends up extending her greeting before Yagyuu even has the chance to open his mouth, chirping out an eager noise when she spots the figure from her trainer's recording.

See, she's a smart girl. Look how good she did. She's so clever, her trainer must be so proud.]

[ Niou glances away from his reflection at Lady's cheerful greeting. ]

Well, hello there, cutie.

[ Ostensibly, he's speaking to Lady, but he winks at Yagyuu when he says it, so who knows? ]

[A wink that earns him raised eyebrows and a wry look from Yagyuu in exchange, no less. But Lady is wriggling, ears perking up, already wanting to investigate this new person in her midst.]

Shall I make proper introductions, or were you planning to just settle for "cutie" for the duration of your acquaintance?

Don't be ridiculous; I already know your name, Yeeeeahgyuu. No need for introductions.

[ He offers a hand for Lady to inspect. ]

[She sniffs, inspects, and then pushes her head insistently under his fingers, leaving no doubt as to exactly what variety of greeting she expects.]

Then try using it, Niou-kun.

I did. Liked 'cutie' better.

[ Niou obligingly pets her head, then pauses to scratch gently at her forehead and behind her ears. ]

And somehow, I'm entirely unsurprised. Lady, meet Niou-kun.

[He pauses, a thought occurring to him.]

Niou-kun, your daughter by proxy.

Knew I'd have cute kids someday.

[ He scratches Lady under the chin. ]

Forgive me for hoping she doesn't take after you.

[And her eyes begin to fall closed as she proceeds to adore the attention.]

Forgiven.

[ Niou seems almost as pleased as she does. ]

[Now it's Yagyuu's turn to smile.]

And while I'm at it, forgive me for hoping she doesn't take after your Ditto and turn out purple somehow.

Hey, nothin' wrong with purple.

[ As if on cue, Niou's wristwatch detaches itself and falls to the ground in a metallic heap, where it dissolves and reforms into an Eevee. ]

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