Haxorus was living a peaceful life in the forest when he suddenly received a message from Tyranitar asking for help. He hadn't seen him since their sumo training. Since then, more guests have been coming to his house, and he's had more opportunities to cook. He's been honing his cooking skills, tasting more, and getting a more chef-like physique.

He arrived at Tyranitar's house, wobbling with stoutness. He opened the door to find the room completely littered. What on earth had happened to Tyranitar? He wondered, stunned, when he heard a tired, gruff voice from the back. He ran to the source of the voice and found an even more obese Tyranitar lying on the floor. Both of them stuttered and raised their voices in shock. Haxorus because he had seen the Tyranitar's terrible state. Tyranitar because he feared Haxorus would one day become as miserable as he had.

Tyranitar had been eating so much that he could barely move on his own. His uncleaned room was filthy and there was nowhere to lay him. Haxorus assumed he wanted help dieting. But the help Tyranitar wanted was about eating food. Shouldn't he be on a diet? Haxorus asked. He responded with a dismissive, nonchalant response, as if he didn't care anymore. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew he had to do something about the situation. He filled his growing gut with the remaining food and decided to take Tyranitar to his forest. This house was no longer sustainable for him.

Haxorus managed to load Tyranitar onto his cart and carry him to a clearing near his house. There, he was able to calm him down by filling his mouth with his prized soup. It was then that Haxorus learned what had happened to Tyranitar. After breaking up with Garchomp, he no longer cared about anything. He continued to talk about his memories with Garchomp. His words became increasingly halting, and he finally burst into tears. Haxorus could only listen. Tyranitar's words hadn't reached Haxorus' ears, but he was filled with the desire to help him. Perhaps spending time together in this vast forest, surrounded by nature, would help heal his wounds?

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It's Day 23. Trees are hard to draw, aren't they? I've been trying different ways of drawing them since Donut Club, but I'm still not satisfied with any of them. And drawing arms is hard too. I feel like I've developed some bad habits.

Haxorus has also gained weight! His weight gain doesn't make sense in this story, but it does have meaning outside of the story. Do you know what I'm thinking?