Though Celebi's acceleration had blessed the leppa berry grain with a bountiful harvest, the late hour meant Wade postponed harvesting until morning.
League Calendar 2075, October 25th – Hiyori Town Farm Ledger
Income: Forest Clearing Mushrooms – 107,000₱
Expenditure: None
Project Progress: None
Farm Liquidity: 380,000₱
Led by an exuberant Alcremie, Wade had harvested every mature mushroom cluster. Two valuable sweet truffles had pushed the sale to an astonishing 100,000.
He set down his pen.
Next few days: harvest leppa berry grain. Wait for villa construction. Plant riverside herbs from the system.
Good news from the milk processing plant: approximately three thousand bottles of Hiyori Brand moomoo milk had entered Hiyori Town and En City markets. Initial results would come soon.
And the bounty for assisting Officer Jenny? Ten million League coins. Arriving in a few days.
Farm funds growing.
He frowned.
Ice Gem. Flower Incense. Tomorrow—give them to Articuno and Celebi. Enhance their strength.
The forest stampede was resolved smoothly. But he wouldn't grow complacent.
Articuno—even empowered by the Icicle Plate—wasn't the strongest. The three Legendary Titans of Hoenn. The Tao Trio of Unova.
Farm development. Preventive measures. Steady self-improvement.
All important.
"Master The boss lady says she has something to discuss with you"
A petite dog-type little girl peeked through the doorway. In a hurry.
"Alright. Lead the way~"
Wade patted her head.
Soft moonlight poured down. The vast farm was coated in silvery-white glow. Ripe leppa berry grain swayed—serene, beautiful.
Wade hadn't given specific patrol instructions. Where to go, when to start, when to end—all left to the icy Houndoom Leader's arrangement. Great flexibility.
During patrols, the Houndooms remained in original Pokémon form. Only after returning to the cabin would they transform into alluring, long-haired dog girls.
For them to seek him out so late at night? A first.
Trouble requiring his decision? He quickened his pace.
Soon—he froze.
Softness pressed against his chest.
Retract earlier judgment.
The Houndoom guard team probably hadn't encountered any issues at all. The little dog-type girl who'd come to inform him had already pounced—rubbing her snow-white, delicate face against his chest like an obsessed fan.
"If you must hug me—at least turn around and lead the way properly—"
He lifted her plump buttocks—gave a light, exasperated pat.
Day after day. Don't focus on work. All they do is lust after the farm owner's body.
"Eeek! O-okay!"
Inexperienced. Merely catching the Trainer's scent made her pretty face flush—delicate body tremble. Nearly fainting in his arms from shyness.
The firm spank sent violent vibrations rippling through her plump buttocks. Her head cleared—but had she not kept her legs tightly crossed, lewd little droplets would have seeped from between her thighs.
Biting her cherry lips, she struggled to suppress the fluids threatening to gush. Finally remembering her task—she turned slightly and began to guide.
"I have to get Master there quickly! O-or Big Sister Leader will beat me to a pulp!"
Still in intimate embrace—but more composed after the spanking. Wade nodded. Followed her directions toward the Houndoom Leader's meeting spot.
After passing the long field path—he saw a lush forest ahead.
"W-wait a second?"
Something was off.
Late night. Vast farm fallen into silence.
The forest before him—dense trees. Many bushes dotting the path ahead.
Difficult to see what was inside.
"You Houndoom—why do you have to patrol here late at night instead of sleeping back at the cabin?"
The puzzled farm owner stepped into the quiet forest clearing.
Nearly twenty figures emerged from the dim shade.
A voluptuous, mature black-haired Houndoom woman—hair straight, flowing—walked forward, swaying her enchanting figure.
Semi-hollow black bra. Clearly no obstruction.
Plump, soft snowballs swayed gently with her gait. Her flushed face radiated a dazed, seductive look.
Pure, lively Houndoom girls crowded forward—two, three at a time. Fair, snow-white lotus-root arms gently wrapped around the Trainer's waist and back.
Equally impressive, plump, snow-white flesh pressed against him. Even without seeing clearly—he could still feel their exquisite, curvy figures.
"Master You've finally arrived"
A waft of faint fragrance drifted. The Houndoom Leader's smooth, delicate body nestled into his arms.
Plump, milky breasts pressed against him. Fragrant, soft, delicate cleavage rubbed against Wade's arm.
Her starry eyes were dazed. Her cold, elegant face was flushed with seductive peach-red.
Extreme desire. For the Trainer before her.
The little Houndoom girl in his arms didn't even pretend anymore.
Earlier—she'd nearly fainted from shyness just smelling his scent up close. Now—carried for a while—she'd grown much bolder.
One slender, delicate hand slid down. Instinctively climbed onto that scorching restraint.
"Mmm... M-Master's~"
Previously only viewed from afar. Now—she could actually feel the scale of it.
Her face flushed light red. A seductive whimper spilled from her throat.
"If—if it were just like this... fiercely..."
Two blushes flew onto her pretty face. She pressed her two full, voluptuous, mature breasts against him. Crimson eyes glistened with moisture.
Her small, delicate lips were so glossy they looked coated in sugar—appearing as delicious as fresh berries under moonlight.
"Master—you c-can't run away tonight~"
Her delicate, plump, soft buttocks began to grind against him—out of control.
Wrapped in such plump, snowy allure. Against his arms. Back. Chest. Waist.
Even the most naive person would understand the situation.
Let alone a battle-hardened farm owner.
"..."
He looked at the Houndoom before him—red hearts popping up.
Realization.
He'd been tricked. By this group of thirsty Houndoom guards.
Into an outdoor orgy.
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