"Mmm..."
Hakuya, dazed in sleep, was woken by a blinding light shining on his face. He fluttered his eyes open tremulously.
"Awake? Trash~ Farm~ Owner~"
Into the vast confinement room walked a tall, coldly glamorous, and seductive beauty.
Her waterfall-like white hair fell to her slender, soft waist, the ends gently brushing her plump, rounded buttocks.
Her face was as snowy as it was stunning, exquisite beyond flaw. A pair of deep, fluorescent blue eyes looked over with interest, tinged with a mature and seductive allure.
Her black slit dress, falling to the floor, was as smooth as flowing water, cleverly fitting her extremely voluptuous and ripe body, outlining a perfect, sexy curve. Her round, full snowy globes seemed ready to burst from the dress, rising and falling slightly with the white-haired beauty's breath.
Her delicate waist was cinchingly small, and a pair of jade-like snowy legs were revealed through the slit—slender, fair, and exquisitely shaped.
If one could ignore the crazy, sickly aura about her, she would absolutely inspire the urge to kneel and submit completely.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Darkrai. Very pleased to meet you~"
The white-haired yandere-like beauty slowly approached, tapping Hakuya's cheek with her slender finger and laughing softly.
Hearing the name, Hakuya froze for a moment. He looked down at his body, firmly bound by ropes, then at Darkrai's terrifying smile, and instinctively swallowed.
We're done for. It seems I've released the villainous Darkrai—
Hakuya suddenly recalled the scene in the Mt. Coronet cave. After Tinkatink took the Lunar Wing, this Nightmare Pokémon must have broken free from the thousand-year seal and seen the light of day again.
And right now, he was trapped in a dream controlled by the strongest Darkrai in history.
Hakuya looked around, his heart turning cold.
Long, tough leather whips, tall red wax candles, hard, sturdy handcuffs, and even steaming branding irons and sharp, glinting iron paddles...
This wasn't a simple nightmare; this white-haired yandere Darkrai clearly wanted to torture him to death!
"Hehe~ Should I drip the wax oil onto you drop by drop..."
"Or should I wrap the rope around your throat from this side, then loop it around that side, and finally pull it tight~?"
Looking at Hakuya tied to the chair with a darkening face, the white-haired yandere beauty covered her mouth and laughed.
Despite her cold and glamorous appearance, paired with the dazzling array of torture devices behind her, it sent a chill down one's spine.
She had thought for a long time about how to create a grand nightmare for this black-haired youth.
Betrayal? Defeat? Or death?
Suddenly, she remembered the scenes of farm owners disciplining slaves thousands of years ago.
Discipline? Interesting—
So, the Nightmare Pokémon couldn't contain her excitement and conjured a pile of torture tools based on her memory.
"Hehe~ Wax oil and ropes are a bit boring... I think whipping is more fun~"
Sizzle—
Pouring hot oil down the length, Darkrai looked at the steaming leather whip in her hand, unable to wait to see this farm owner struggle in pain.
"Oh~ Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle~"
The white-haired yandere beauty revealed a fierce smile, her fair, seductive face showing an extremely dangerous gleam.
Nightmares—she loved watching the whip leave red marks on tender skin, followed by cries of pain and sorrow.
Of course, it would be even better if she could hear him call her "Master"~
However, in the next second, the Nightmare Pokémon preparing to swing the whip fell into shock.
The hot-oil-soaked whip she had just raised suddenly broke free from her control.
???
Just like Darkrai, the firmly bound Hakuya was also stunned.
Just as this white-haired yandere was about to administer the whip punishment, he had subconsciously used the superpower he obtained earlier.
[Incomplete Superpower — Telekinesis]
And the result was obvious—it was exceptionally successful.
Wait a minute...
Hakuya looked at the whip flying into his hand and recalled the scene when he first tested it, lost in thought.
He seemed to have discovered the true usage of this [Telekinesis]—it wasn't just for a beautiful girl's underwear; even items held in their hands could be snatched.
If that was the case, what if he didn't think of an item in their hand, but a part of their body?
On the other side, Darkrai, unaware that the tables had turned, was still immersed in shock.
This was clearly a dream she created, yet the man tied to the chair could bypass her absolute control over the dream and snatch the whip from her hand in an unheard-of manner.
Let alone normal humans and Pokémon, even her nemesis, the Lunar Pokémon Cresselia, probably couldn't do this.
"Y-You... how on earth did you do that?!"
For a moment, Darkrai instinctively took a few steps back, her heart tightening.
Just like ordinary people and Pokémon, even the Nightmare Pokémon holding authority would feel panic facing the unknown.
"I don't know; go ask my superpower."
Looking at the nervous white-haired yandere, Hakuya chuckled in reply.
Although Darkrai had extremely high control over the dream, she couldn't resist his superpower.
Mmm... let's start with her fair, voluptuous snowy buttocks~
Facing the situation of being bound and imprisoned, he had already thought of a countermeasure.
In an instant, the white-haired yandere felt a heat surge through her body. Her slender, snowy, voluptuous frame began to shake violently with the man's thought.
But this time, it wasn't the whip coming over, but her fragrant, soft jade buttocks!
"Eh, wait a minute!!!"
Darkrai, completely unable to counter, flew toward the black-haired youth as if using Extreme Speed.
Because Hakuya happened to be tied firmly to the chair, his hands were locked to the sides of the seat cushion by the ropes, only able to rotate his wrists slightly through the gaps.
If following the standard of [Telekinesis], the thought-of object must appear in his hands, then...
"Mmm-uuu-waa~"
The white-haired yandere beauty cried out in surprise, uncontrollably kneeling on the ground and arching her full, perky peach-buttocks.
Suddenly, those two peach-like snowy mounds slammed into Hakuya's palms hovering by the chair, stirring up waves of seductive flesh.
Overpowered—
Feeling the softness in his palms, Hakuya couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
It had to be said, a Rainbow-grade superpower lived up to its name.
Even if it was an incomplete version, it was still a conceptual god!
At this moment, although Hakuya was bound and unable to move, he controlled everything like an emperor looking down on the world.
And the arrogant Nightmare Pokémon who had clamored to whip him earlier was now kneeling on the ground, offering her snowy, white flesh to the owner sitting in the chair to knead.
That honey-scented tender butt, possessing both elasticity and meatiness, formed various charming and lewd shapes under his palms, making Hakuya marvel at the Nightmare Pokémon's excellent texture.
After a while, a gloomy, angry female voice drifted over.
"Have you kneaded enough? You trash farm owner!"
Although [Telekinesis] could forcibly seize, after the seizure, Darkrai regained her ability to move autonomously.
Feeling the warmth wantonly grabbing and rubbing her, the white-haired yandere beauty started off shy but soon entered a rage mode.
"Hehe... hahaha... hehe~"
"To dare desecrate me like this... I'll kill you!"
Facing the Nightmare Pokémon's impending eruption of rage, Hakuya still shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sorry, you're a bit noisy."
"Mmm..."
Before the Nightmare Pokémon could use her authority to pin Hakuya to the ground and ravage him in revenge, her cherry-blossom-tender lips uncontrollably moved toward the black-haired youth's mouth.
"Mmm... gulp..."
Unsure if this counted as a forced kiss or being forcibly kissed, the white-haired yandere beauty widened her fluorescent blue eyes in disbelief as her soft cherry lips pressed firmly against Hakuya's mouth.
Fragrant, soft, and delicious—truly mouthwatering.
Suddenly, her accumulated rage was about to vent again.
You touched my butt, and that wasn't enough; you actually...
But before Darkrai could angrily bite down on Hakuya's lower lip, her wet, fragrant tongue moved first, climbing onto his invading tongue and beginning an obsessed, charming entanglement with the black-haired youth.
[Telekinesis] Superpower — "Tongue Come" activated!
Compared to the previous two times, the duration of this seizure was obviously much longer.
As long as one party's tongue hadn't finished its activity, the other couldn't stop midway.
This forced the white-haired yandere, who could barely suppress her murderous intent, to endure watching her fragrant, soft tongue accept the farm owner's teasing, pulling out string after string of crystal-clear saliva from her lips.
But... the reverse discipline wasn't over yet.
After a long while, the deep kiss ended. Looking at Darkrai, who was panting slightly with flushed cheeks, Hakuya knew well the principle of "advance when the enemy retreats."
If he didn't press the attack now, once this white-haired yandere recovered, that hot-oil-soaked whip wasn't a joke—three lashes to shatter Hakuya's soul; "Sir, I'm from Sinnoh."
So, he could only say sumimasen.
[Telekinesis] Superpower, activate!
Feeling her trembling snowy chest waves also involuntarily moving toward those warm, large hands, the arrogant Nightmare Pokémon completely fell into disarray. Her thought of using Dark Pulse to humanely destroy this hateful farm owner was now completely replaced by shame and panic.
"No... don't, you... you can't do this!"
Darkrai's face was flushed red, anger and panic surging up all at once.
Although she had lived for thousands of years, this was her first time experiencing something like this.
Watching her fair, round snowy breasts mere inches from the warmth, the white-haired yandere beauty suddenly recalled watching the nightmares of the Pokémon girls in the cabin earlier.
Butt rubbed, lips kissed... if her breasts were touched next, the next step would be...
No... no way! This is simply too against the rules!
Suppressing her overwhelming shame, she hurriedly shouted an interruption.
"Release the dream!!!"
"..."
Inside the room, Hakuya snapped his eyes open.
Well, that arrogant Darkrai finally couldn't handle it and fled in disgrace.
The confinement room he was in collapsed with a bang, and what came into view was still the dim room, the soft sheets...
And... perhaps due to residual consciousness from the dream, he instinctively squeezed his hand.
"Sister Cheryl?"
Feeling the snowy, milky fragrance between his fingers, Hakuya tilted his head in confusion.
He was just regretting not being able to properly ravage that arrogant Nightmare Pokémon's voluptuous snowy mounds, but upon waking, how did he end up touching this gentle older sister's?
"Mmm-hnn~"
Cheryl, having her sensitive bud kneaded just right, trembled subconsciously. Her arms, which were supporting her on the bed, lost strength, and her charming, soft body slumped down.
It seemed she was quietly climbing onto the bed, her upper body happening to block Hakuya from above.
"Uuu-waa... N-No... it's not what you think, Hakuya~"
Even with the lights off, Cheryl's flushed face was clearly visible.
Her beautiful eyes were wet, and her body pressing down on Hakuya couldn't stop trembling lightly.
After a while, the "fully cooked" Cheryl covered her burning face and explained stutteringly.
"It... it's because I had a nightmare just now. I really was too scared to sleep alone in my room... s-so I ran to your room, Hakuya..."
Speaking of this, the usually gentle and charming older sister seemed to recall the nightmare she just encountered, her eyes filling with tears.
Seeing this scene, Hakuya understood, his expression somewhat helpless.
Needless to say, this was all Darkrai's doing—
Thanks to that guy's influence, the Trainer and Pokémon in the wooden cabin must have all had a nightmare just now.
If not for his superpower, he would likely be no different from Cheryl, tortured to death by small leather whips and various tools in the dream.
For him, who wasn't a masochist, that would indeed have been a nightmare.
"It's okay. Sleep here tonight."
Thinking this, Hakuya moved slightly inward to make room for the older sister frightened by the nightmare.
Although reverse-disciplining that white-haired yandere in the dream was fun, he was indeed tired now and should sleep early.
"Okay~"
Cheryl lay down tremulously, sleeping on her side.
Although the bed was large enough, perhaps because she had just had a nightmare, the gentle, charming older sister specifically moved closer to the black-haired youth beside her.
For a moment, his warm breath hit her body, making her instinctively feel her delicate body heat up, as if being roasted by fire.
Just as Hakuya was dozing off, Cheryl, who had been tossing and turning, turned around, her emerald eyes gradually staining with misty water.
"Hakuya, c-can we hug while sleeping?"
Hakuya naturally wouldn't refuse a beauty's request. He extended his long arm and pulled the soft body, emitting a faint herbal fragrance, into his arms. Cheryl clung to him like an octopus finding a lifeline. Her plump, full snowy breasts pressed against Hakuya's chest without a gap, changing into blood-pumping shapes with her rapid breathing.
"Uuu... Hakuya... my body is so hot... the nightmare hasn't gone away..."
Cheryl whispered in Hakuya's ear, her hot, wet breath teasing his nerves. Hakuya's large hand slipped under her silky green dress, stroking her smooth, jade-like back without obstruction, then moved down to cup her two soft, bouncy peach-buttocks. His fingertips probed lightly; that secret path was already soaked due to the mix of fear and desire, honey fluid flowing slowly down her inner thighs.
"Since you can't sleep, let's do something that will put you at ease."
Hakuya rolled over, pressing the gentle older sister beneath him. With a sink of his waist, the giant that was already angry and erect instantly pierced through her wet, soft flower opening.
"Ah-ha—! It... it's in... so big... filling up all the fear in my heart... uuu-waa!"
Cheryl threw her head back in a daze, her emerald hair scattering on the pillow like a blooming green peony. Her legs hooked tightly around Hakuya's waist, her internal flesh frantically sucking on the fiery salvation. Every impact seemed to shatter the haze of the nightmare.
Hakuya moved gently but firmly within the gentle older sister, listening to her soft, sweet moans in his ear, watching her pale face gradually dye with a charming flush. On the bed late at night, their sweat mingled. With a final high-pitched cry, Hakuya poured his scalding essence into Cheryl's depths, completely dispelling all fear and leaving only a room full of spring romance.
The next day.
Perhaps because she used Hakuya as a human body pillow all night, the gentle, side-ponytail older sister clearly lost the fear from the nightmare. Instead, she slept incredibly sweetly, clinging to the farm owner until ten in the morning before getting up.
"Safe travels, Sister Cheryl."
Since her foot injury was completely healed, Cheryl packed her bags and resumed her treasure hunting journey with Chansey.
"Understood~ I wish you success with your farm, Hakuya~"
Before leaving, Cheryl didn't forget the promise she made to Hakuya.
"R-Right... if I find a suitable treasure map, I will definitely come back to find you!"
She ran back hurriedly, hugged Hakuya tightly, gave him a shy kiss, and fled the farm as if flying.
Mmm... next time we meet, she should bring news of the Combee Honey~
Finding this mature-looking but girlish-at-heart older sister quite amusing, Hakuya touched his cheek where the faint strawberry mark was left, thinking to himself.
After sending Cheryl off, good news came for the farm's operations.
The Repel Herbs and Heal Herbs in the medicinal field were ready for harvest, and the raw milk processing equipment arranged by Whitney had crossed the Sea of Snowpoint and should be unloading at the Hinata Town pier right now.
Mmm... as for that Darkrai who ran off to who-knows-where...
Comparing their strengths slightly, unless she turned into a Pokémon girl, he probably couldn't do anything to that Nightmare Pokémon.
It seemed that in the future, he'd have to have the Pokémon girls take turns on watch while sleeping to be safe.
Retracting his thoughts, Hakuya looked at the gradually prospering farm and announced:
"Alright, let's start working!"
"Sa~"