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[It's the middle of the day, not long after quests go up that Akechi greets the Grumpearls with a serious expression.]

Greetings. This is Akechi. To anyone newly arrived, I'm a member of the Oran Berries, and I was also among the group exploring the Northern Forest.

[Images accompany of his words of meandering, overgrown plantlife, strange, glowing vines, and luminous mushrooms eerily aglow.]

As there are multiple quests related to the recent fungal infestation as well as further requests to explore to the north, I'd like to give you all my personal insights.

First...

[He raises a wing, feathers folded in such a way to approximate a hand holding up one finger.]

The spores cause heightened aggression. I highly recommend obtaining some form of facial covering to minimize their effects. While I cannot say how effective it will be, reducing how many spores you inhale will likely serve you well in the long run.

Second...

[He raises another feather.]

Be extra careful when removing the mushrooms. If you can dig around them, that will be ideal, but mushrooms have complex root systems called mycelium, so if you want to be extra cautious, it may be worth digging especially deep. The fruiting bodies are their primary means of reproduction, however, so simply removing and eliminating as many as possible while minimizing contact with the spores would be ideal.

[He tries to convey this with little images of the mushroom caps and the roots spreading far, far beneath the soil.]

Ren and I will return to the northern forest to rectify our... mistake. I also fully intend on gathering and eliminating as many of the mushrooms as possible.

Be smart, expect the worst, and we may be able to overcome this unfortunate infestation.

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I'd been wondering about that, actually. Ghost types are rather enigmatic in their anatomy.

[He pauses, feathers slightly ruffled.]

Not that I need to know such personal details, of course.

No clue how I function either, so have fun wondering, I guess.

[If she's wondered about it at all herself, the curiosity apparently wasn't very strong. If there's any research about her species out there, she hasn't put any effort into searching for it, and she hasn't spent much time at all even just looking at herself either.]

Careful. You are talking to a detective... For all you know, I might seek out the deep, forbidden secrets of ghost types.

[There's a teasing lilt to his voice, but also a ripple of curiosity accompanying his thoughts. It is interesting, after all.]

Hey, if you want to do some independent ghost research that much, be my guest. Not like I can stop you... Unless you plan on studying me directly, I guess. In which case I reserve the right to kick your ass for being a creep.

[She's only teasing, perfectly comfortable herself—but there's another strange, contradictory surge of unease beneath those words that seems beyond her control. Her thoughts are somehow layered, too, for a moment, as if some primal instinct is speaking to his curiosity directly:

Don't. Don't look at me. I'll kill you.

Somehow, it sounds more like a warning than a threat.]

Please. I'm offended you'd compare me with such lecherous men. Obviously, I've no intention to research you specifically.

[Though... His eyes blink wide open at the accompanying thoughts. That's... concerning.]

...I assume that you mean it literally?

[It wouldn't even be that outlandish.]

Huh?

[She seems not to have noticed that that thought got through to him. She might not have even noticed that she thought it at all.]

I mean... Considering I don't have feet, I guess I can't literally kick your ass...

Your thoughts seemed too suggest I'd die.

[Which could be hyperbole, but since it seems to be subconscious...

Well, it's worrisome.]

Well, yeah, if you did decide to research me all up close and personal.

[It sounds again like she's only joking, trying to mask that she was taken off guard—at first, at least, before she continues, more gravely:]

Then... Yeah. Might be literal. Even just looking at me might do it. Did you think I wear this dumb thing all the time for no reason, or...?

I had wondered about it, since you aren't the only Mimikyu present...

[Ring Spirit immediately comes to mind.]

But I know enough ghost stories to know that ghastly fates and dark secrets are par the course.

Still, I'm sure your true form is still more appealing than Mara.

[He tries so, so hard to repress the image of that hideous thing, resulting in a fuzzy, vaguely phallic shape atop a chariot.]

[... Is he saying that she looks better than a dick???]

Umm? Thanks...?

Kiiinda thought you were into those though...

[...Damn it. He walked right into that, didn't he?]

I'm gay, but that doesn't mean I want to see phallic demon chariots.

[He brings his wings together, breathing in.]

My point is that I'm sure your true appearance isn't all that strange compared to what human cognition has created.

... Okay.

[What even is this conversation?!]

Thanks... I guess.

If it makes you feel better, the spooky plush aesthetic would undoubtedly charm the hearts of children and girls, while still having enough of an edge to set you apart from typical mascot characters.

[There's a hint of amusement in hiss words, but hey. He's seen enough girls in school to pick up on the trends.]

Do you really think I care about being charming to anybody? And I don't feel bad, so you really don't have to... do whatever this is.

[She doesn't feel great about it either, but it's not like she needs cheering up (or so she thinks, at least).]

Just consider the warning payment for your little mushroom PSA or whatever.

You'll thank me later. After all, just imagine how annoying it'd be if you dove headfirst into one of the mushroom-related missions without knowing the risks.

[Here, enjoy the mental image of a raging Mimikyu showered in spores.]

For you, maybe. Gotta say, your inner mind theater's not making it look all that bad right now. Maybe I want to let loose for a bit.

[She's joking... Mostly?]

Oh, I can make it much worse...

[Behold creepy, pulsing landscapes, vines that lurch and grab...

Also lots of glowing foliage.]

Ooh, spooky!

... Buuut as long as that dickmobile thing you just imagined at me isn't there, I think I can handle it.

Careful, now... You may have just manifested an unholy, undiscovered Pokémon of questionable shape to attack when you least expect it.

[Oh, he says it with a hammy, almost theatrical quality. You opened the door to this, Shoka.]

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cw: suggestive. smh

lkjlkjhkjh yes suggestive cw. I forgor to put that in the subject of the last comment

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