Roy's hand had just lowered, only to freeze again.
His Aura clearly sensed that the footsteps of the man outside the door had not completely faded away.
They were still lingering in the hallway.
As if hesitating about something.
Yasuyo had clearly noticed this as well.
She didn't speak, only using her eyes to signal Roy to stay silent.
The two of them stood like that in the dim room, neither moving.
Rain pattered against the window with a pitter-patter sound.
The room was left with only the sound of their breathing.
After about two minutes, the footsteps outside the door finally faded away into the distance.
This time, he was really gone.
Yasuyo let out a sigh of relief, walked to the wall, and pressed the light switch.
With a *click*, the ceiling lamp in the room lit up.
A soft, warm yellow light filled the entire room.
Only then did Roy get a clear look at the full appearance of the woman before him.
She wore a deep purple lace-trimmed nightgown.
The hem was very short, just barely covering the top of her thighs.
The neckline was cut low, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.
Most eye-catching was that pair, large and firm.
They rose and fell slightly with her breathing.
They looked nothing like the perkiness one would expect at her age.
But likely due to good care from a wealthy family, her skin was fair and taut, showing no signs of sagging.
The fabric of the nightgown was thin, faintly revealing that she wore nothing underneath.
Her bottom was also quite perky.
The nightgown clung to her body, outlining her perfect curves.
Her waist was slender, her hips wide; from the side, the arch of her lifted buttocks was particularly alluring.
Her face was beautiful too.
Her features were delicate, with a mature charm between her brows.
Her skin was well-maintained, showing few wrinkles.
Her lips were full and red, like ripe cherries.
Her hair was permed, large waves cascading over her shoulders, exuding a lazy sensuality.
She truly was a top-tier beautiful young matron.
Beautiful as she was, Roy felt this face was somewhat familiar.
As if he had seen it somewhere before.
But after thinking for a long while, he couldn't recall.
Moreover, how did this woman know him?
Was it some wealthy organization behind her observing him?
Or was it this lonely beautiful young matron who had taken a liking to him and had been paying attention?
As Roy observed Yasuyo, Yasuyo was also carefully appreciating Roy.
Her gaze slowly swept over the young man's body from top to bottom.
Last time on the s.s. anne, she had personally seen Mieko being helped away.
The way she could barely walk steady, it was clear she had been over the moon.
To make a woman as proud as Mieko end up like that, this young man was definitely not simple.
Yasuyo looked at Roy's face.
Manly and handsome, with well-defined features.
There was a heroic air between his brows, not the look of some pretty boy.
He was tall and broad-shouldered.
His soaked clothes clung to his body, revealing the contours of solid muscles beneath.
Pecs, abs, all faintly visible.
And...
Yasuyo's gaze moved downward.
Because the heavy rain had drenched Roy's pants, the fabric clung tightly to his legs.
Yasuyo's heart skipped a beat, she swallowed,
Her face slightly flushed, and she quickly averted her gaze.
She cursed herself inwardly: Yasuyo, oh Yasuyo, what's wrong with you?
What age are you, acting like a young girl?
But she also knew clearly in her heart that it had indeed been a long time since she had been... nourished.
Ever since marrying into a wealthy family and giving birth to her daughter, there had been nothing.
Her husband was the eldest son of the Youle Family, glorious on the surface, but their relationship had long been in name only.
He was busy with his career outside, busy with other women.
And her, her task was to raise their daughter, to solidify her position within the family.
Though nominally she was the only wife, after all, the strong often had multiple partners.
In reality, there were many secretly coveting her position.
Those concubines, those mistresses, each one eyeing her spot.
If she didn't work hard to cultivate her daughter, power might be snatched away by those hidden coveters.
The life of a wealthy family's matriarch, glorious on the surface, yet how much bitterness lay behind it.
So for so many years, she had poured almost all her energy into her daughter.
Matters between men and women had long been tossed to the back of her mind.
But tonight, seeing Roy's body, seeing that... she actually felt a stirring.
That long-suppressed, long-repressed desire suddenly surged up.
Yasuyo took a deep breath, pushing those messy thoughts down.
Calm, calm.
Don't be like that foolish woman Mieko.
Going weak in the knees at the sight of a young man, what could that accomplish?
"Madam, judging by your earlier actions, you know me?" Roy spoke first.
He didn't want to continue this silence; the atmosphere was somewhat delicate.
"Oh, I..." Yasuyo snapped back to reality, organizing her words, "I saw you on the s.s. anne. You were on a winning streak in battles, so I took notice of you."
She said it directly, without concealment.
After all, this wasn't anything shameful.
"The s.s. anne, oh~"
Roy suddenly understood.
No wonder this woman seemed familiar; he had seen her on the s.s. anne.
He thought of that noblewoman Mieko again.
It seemed this one was also a beautiful young matron who had been lonely for a long time.
No, looking at her, she didn't seem overly thirsty.
Her eyes were clear, her speech composed, without that wolfish hunger.
Don't act recklessly, find a way to extricate yourself first.
"Mm, yes, my name is Yasuyo." Yasuyo introduced herself proactively, her tone very natural. "What's your name? Which famous family's descendant are you? I see you're quite skilled at raising Pokemon."
She began closing the distance with Roy.
Yasuyo had far more brains than Mieko.
She wasn't just a thirsty woman attracted to a young body.
She needed to recruit some young Trainers with potential now.
As helpers in the future to help her daughter stand firm within the family.
After all, many high-potential Trainers weren't very wealthy in their early stages.
Investing at this time was the most cost-effective.
This was also why Yasuyo had protected Roy earlier.
On the s.s. anne, she had witnessed Roy's strength.
She intended to get to know him.
And also... once acquainted, there could be justifications for future matters.
Thinking this, Yasuyo hurriedly suppressed the thoughts in her heart.
Really, what am I thinking?
Calm down, don't be like Mieko.
Roy looked at Yasuyo and blurted out, "Ah, my name is Gary. I'm not from any famous family. Just an ordinary Trainer, training by figuring things out on my own."
He used his good friend's name again.
After all, revealing his real name might bring unnecessary trouble.
Hearing he wasn't from a major family legacy, Yasuyo immediately grew excited.
"Relying on yourself is good, relying on yourself is good!" Her tone carried appreciation.
"I most admire young people who work hard on their own. Not like those born with silver spoons in their mouths; their starting point is high, but they lack that drive to fight."
As she spoke, she walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out a dry towel.
"Here, let me... wipe you off."
She held the towel, preparing to wipe Roy down, attempting to show concern with an intention to recruit.
"Don't catch a cold!"
"I'll do it myself, thank you, Madam." Though this beautiful young matron was tempting, now wasn't a good time for anything deeper.
Roy took the towel.
It was fragrant.
There was a special, mature woman's scent.
Not perfume, more like a natural body fragrance mixed with a faint hint of shower gel.
"Thank you." Roy said, starting to wipe the water from his hair.
Yasuyo watched his movements, the corner of her mouth curling up slightly.
"The little thief who came to steal things was you, right?"
Her voice was very soft, as if talking about a very ordinary matter.
Roy suddenly froze.
The movement of his hands also stopped.
His pupils contracted slightly, his body instantly tensing again.
The thought of knocking her out resurfaced in his mind.
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