After successfully enticing the cute Alcremie into joining the farm, Hakuya returned to his room.
"League Calendar Year 2075, October 18th, Hiyori Town Farm."
"Income: Sword Dance Mushrooms and other fungi, total 15,000 League Coins."
"Expenditure: Fungus spore packs, 1,000 League Coins."
"Today's Progress: Miltank sheds and perimeter farm fences completed."
"Remaining Farm Funds: 84,000 League Coins."
With the woodland mushrooms harvested, the next batch of farm crops was on the verge of ripening.
Thanks to daily meticulous care and the assistance of Lilligant's [Grassy Terrain] move, the Healing Herbs and Insect-Repellent Herbs would be fully mature in about a week.
The several acres of Wang-Wang Grain and Row-Row Beans in the fields would likely be harvested by the end of the month.
Thinking of this, Hakuya took out the white paper he had just tucked into his pocket.
Just as Uncle Yoshino had said, it was filled with contact numbers for various retailers, Pokémon shops, and themed restaurants in Hearthome City.
If he could negotiate successful partnerships, he wouldn't have to worry about sales channels anymore.
"Perhaps in the future, I can see if I can get a foot in the door with the Pokémon Centers..."
Moomoo Milk wasn't just ordinary milk; when consumed by Pokémon, it restored a certain amount of HP, similar to the Potions sold in shops.
If made using the raw milk produced by the Miltanks on his farm, the restorative effect would likely be ten times better than what was on the market.
With such an advantage, if he could supply the Pokémon Centers—where Trainers gathered in the highest numbers—he would definitely earn a fortune.
Of course, before that, he needed to finish the processing plant, recruit staff, and set up production lines to have the capital for such negotiations.
"According to the time Whitney mentioned, the raw milk processing equipment should arrive next week."
Hakuya spun his pen, lost in thought.
His plan for this period became clear—daily care of the crops, setting up the equipment in the factory space rented from the Mayor, and then starting the brand building with Oleana...
"Master~"
Just as Hakuya put his logbook back in the drawer, a cool, almost emotionless female voice drifted over.
"Feebas, hold on a moment."
Looking at the silent, kuudere-like girl at the door, Hakuya understood.
Oh, he almost forgot—Feebas needed her daily body cleaning.
Inside the bathroom.
Dim yellow light fell gently, and a milk-like mist spiraled up, highlighting the curves of Feebas's plump and exquisite figure.
"Mmm..."
Looking at her snowy body in front of the mirror, she instinctively bit her lip, her delicate frame trembling slightly.
Hakuya, however, was already used to this.
In most situations, this expressionless girl looked like a porcelain doll, but only when the Trainer bathed her would her delicate face show a girl-like bashfulness.
Truth be told, this contrast gave him an inexplicable urge to "train" her.
"Ngh... wuuu..."
As his large hands, covered in body wash, stroked her jade back, the kuudere girl let out an involuntary whimper.
This... this feeling is coming again...
Feebas kept her face tense, trying her best to maintain her usual cold demeanor.
But as the pitter-patter of warm water fell, a flush of crimson somehow stained her snowy, soft face once more.
Her slender, white arms instinctively hoisted her fragrant, perky breasts, and her two long, supple snowy legs pressed together like lotus petals.
At this moment, the wet towel slid down from her back, climbing over her fertile peach-buttocks as he began to gently knead them through the soapy foam.
My body is becoming so... mmm-hnh~
Even though it wasn't the first time the Trainer had helped her bathe, Feebas felt that her seductive, erotic body was becoming increasingly sensitive with each session.
With just a little bit of forceful rubbing from the Trainer, her previously calm and tranquil state of mind would be completely shattered.
"Mmm..."
She instinctively bit her cherry lip, twisting her delicate body along with Hakuya's movements.
Two cheeks of perky, soft snow-flesh rubbed together erotically, squeezing into a deep, tempting shape.
Suddenly, the kuudere girl gently grabbed the Trainer's hand, her face flushed dark red.
"What's wrong? Too much force?" Hakuya asked instinctively, confused.
He remembered washing her the same way a few days ago...
"..."
Feebas only turned her head slightly, seemingly unwilling to meet the Trainer's deep eyes.
Her usually porcelain-white face was now burning like fire, filled with a blood-red flush.
After a long silence, she finally let a trembling voice leak from her fragrant lips.
"Ma... Master, down there... so much is... overflowing..."
"C-can you... help me suck it out?~"
Her cool tone had somehow become soft and fragile; perhaps because it was her first time saying so much, Feebas felt as if all her strength had been drained. She collapsed limply into the Trainer's arms, her eyes glazed with a misty haze.
Beneath her curvaceous, snowy body, her two labia were as crystal-clear and snowy as freshly peeled lychee fruit—jade-colored and moist, like the gentle flow of a spring stream.
Seeing this, the Trainer, who always knew how to satisfy his Pokémon girls, naturally had no objection.
However, what Hakuya didn't expect was that, just like her appearance, her interior was indeed a "famous vessel"—
Feebas instinctively arched her snowy neck as layers upon layers of soft, wet, petal-like ridges took the lead, passionately and actively wrapping around and sucking his tongue.
"Ee-wuuu-wuuu!"
Under such intense stimulation, the kuudere girl overlapped her slender hands over her lips, but she still couldn't suppress her sobbing, sweet, seductive cries.
No... I'm... I'm going to break...
She realized she had seemingly opened the door to a whole new world.