Shelter from the [storm]

Although Lucky didn't know quite how to parse out the way that Inari phrased his forgiveness, Lucky was still grateful that the man was at least willing to open back up to him. The advice he gave was sound at the time that he gave it, as well. Lucky thought that he had been doing different things around the house to spruce it up, but it turned out that they all qualified under 'reinforcing the shelter'.

Thus Lucky was struck with a great idea. "You think so..? Alright. I'll see what can be done, then! I'll see you in a bit, mate!" He called out, beginning a long trek around the mountianside on a mission to do as much as he could.
Preparing the slopes of the hills to dig weirs made to turn water away from the shelter. Directing Pokémon to the safe haven he'd built. Even taking up various breakable trees and rolling them into a built up Bunding tank to prevent the waves from gaining force and mass was an option

All he needed to do was pick one idea and stick to it. He'd squeeze a job out of points like paste through a tube before running himself along to the next inflated job when returns began to dwindle. Lucky seemed impatient before, yes-Yet this was a result of him wanting to use every moment of his time on something productive in the moment. That attitude served Lucky far better now wherein he would begin outputting the points of several workers on one job over. At times perhaps Inari and he crossed paths while working along the land, the other man undoubtedly understanding what to do on his own. They'd greet each-other at times like that and go on their way.

Eventually, however, the storm's eye would pass. Lucky had somewhere to be-He needed to reach the shrine. He refused to be late after he had issued his challenge to the ancient Splashmother, and left without taking the time to hunt Inari down. He left behind a good pot of stew within the shelter for Inari to find, as well as a letter of gratitude. The stew had been made of what the two had collected along their journeys across the canopy, and was sat above a campfire that Will'O had lit with an unending flame. He only hoped that Inari would find it to be nice after all of the work done.