Hiyori Farm
Irida—set down by Articuno—felt bewildered inside.
Suddenly transported to a familiar yet strange new world. Hurried from forest to Mt. Coronet to find a way back. Only to be caught by an ice-blue bird Pokémon—never seen before—and brought here.
After recalling the past day or two—the golden-haired girl surveyed the farm.
Vast stretches of golden, plump leppa berry grain—growing vigorously across expansive farmland. Rippling in layers of wheat waves in the gentle breeze.
A black-haired youth stood before a dilapidated wooden cabin—curiously observing them.
For some reason—even though it was their first meeting—he gave her an unexpectedly familiar feeling.
Hmm... Irida raised her delicate eyebrows—sinking into thought.
Black hair. Black eyes. Exuding an aura akin to a succubus.
His appearance—as if she had seen it in a dream.
Before she could remember—the other black-haired girl traveling with her grabbed Wade's arm.
Her eyes lit up. Pretty face lightly tinged with a rosy blush—leaning in closer.
"My name is Akari. Could you... could you possibly be the Chosen One mentioned in the revelation by the Sinnoh Deity? The one we need to seek out and serve?!"
Wade was momentarily dazed—enveloped by the girl's gardenia-like fragrance.
The two girls' appearances were fully revealed.
The one slightly farther away—a golden-haired girl wearing a crimson glass horn headdress.
A sleeveless red and black top—lightly wrapped around her delicate, alluring body. Slightly exposing exquisite collarbone—fair, jade-like arms—alluring shoulders.
Soft, perky breasts—tracing plump, rounded curves—rising and falling gently with her breath—like soft snow waves.
But most eye-catching—her beautiful legs beneath white shorts. Completely unadorned by pure white or sexy black stockings. Tender. Slender. Smooth. Snow-white.
An irresistible urge to touch and play with them.
The black-haired girl excitedly gripping Wade's arm—equally youthful, equally beautiful.
Compared to the former—she wore a thicker, Tibetan-blue kimono-style uniform. Those two full, ample, white snowballs—seemed about to burst the seams of her top.
Plump, fleshy softness and firm elasticity—pressing together.
Close like this—faintly catching the girl's fresh scent—emanating from the fragrant valley.
Withdrawing his gaze—Wade recalled their origins.
Like Cogita—the mature silver-haired maid—these two strikingly beautiful girls also came from Sinnoh a thousand years ago. Most likely arrived through the time tunnel.
The tall, golden-haired, blue-eyed girl with long, beautiful legs—Irida. Leader of the Pearl Clan—Hisui Region.
The black-haired, blue-eyed girl with explosive, ample breasts—Akari. Not a time traveler from a game's Spacetime Rift setting—a genuine native of the Hisui Region.
However—
Wade looked at the girl almost pressing against him.
"My name is Wade. I'm just an ordinary farm owner. What do you mean by the Sinnoh Deity's revelation and the Chosen One?"
"Huh... you don't know?"
Akari blinked—looked toward her companion for help.
"Irida—do you remember the dream we had a few days ago?"
Completely defeated by Akari's momentarily foolishly cute appearance—Irida couldn't help but facepalm.
"Chosen One—please allow me to introduce myself."
She'd initially felt puzzled, uneasy about suddenly arriving here. After carefully observing Wade's appearance—Irida also felt her jade-like cheeks flush slightly—her heartbeat quicken unprecedentedly.
If Akari hadn't been blocking the way—she likely would have lost composure—rushed to grab Wade's arm too.
She took a subtle deep breath—placed her hand lightly on her chest—expression respectful.
"I am Irida—leader of the Pearl Clan. Recently—we received a revelation from the Sinnoh Deity in our dreams. Instructing us to find the blessed Chosen One."
"So—Akari and I began searching for your traces in the Hisui Region the day before yesterday. We never expected to meet you here."
"Mhm, mhm—that's right!"
Akari remembered everything. She lightly raised her head—playful, cute smile.
"I remember the Sinnoh Deity said this in the revelation: 'You who believe in me~ Please find the blessed Chosen One and exhaust your strength to help him~ '"
Wade's eyes widened.
Overwhelmed by this barrage of information.
He knew the true identity of the Sinnoh Deity—the legendary creator god—Arceus.
But when had he been blessed by Arceus?
Moreover—that elusive creator god seemed to have been paying close attention to him for a long time. Sent dreams to these two Hisui girls from a thousand years ago—to come help him.
But he wasn't the protagonist of a historical novel aiming to conquer cities and rule the world.
Did they want Irida and the others to come help develop the farm?
Establish a business empire in the Pokémon world?
"Chosen One—then... what about us..."
After a while—seeing Wade frowning deeply—thinking they might have accidentally said something wrong—Akari and Irida stood in place—nervously parting their cherry lips.
"If that's the case—you can stay here for now~"
Wade snapped back to reality—smiled gently at the two girls.
"Currently—only one spare bed in the house. Might be a bit crowded. You'll have to bear with it for a few days."
"N-no problem!"
His smile and gentle words—too lethal. Akari and Irida both unconsciously blushed again—stammering.
For them—believers in the Sinnoh Deity—the farm owner's command was now an irresistible oracle.
Looking at the two girls with blushing jade-like faces—Wade even had the illusion that if he pretended the creator god's name and asked them to strip completely—they would likely blush deeply and immediately comply.
"Hilda—could you show them around the farm?~"
"Huh?!"
Miss Hilda—assigned guide duty—was stunned for a moment—before being immediately surrounded by the two outgoing girls.
"Hello—I'm Irida."
"My name is Akari. Are you the lady of the farm?~"
Hilda glanced at the tall, long-legged golden-haired girl on the left—then at the delicate, big-breasted black-haired girl on the right.
Clicked her tongue darkly.
That guy—big brother—he's definitely a succubus, right?!
Suddenly—Hilda couldn't help but have this thought pop into her mind.
After settling the two Hisui girls—Wade went to the kitchen.
The ample-breasted silver-haired noblewoman—busy and overwhelmed—was still struggling with today's Pokémon breakfast.
"I clearly followed the recorded method to make it... how could it still..."
Just as she was about to destroy the evidence of the failed Poffins—Cogita saw Wade approaching—stammered.
"M-master—why have you come?"
She bowed her head—looked at the Pokémon food on the table—crafted into bizarre shapes—lacking any luster. An awkwardly alluring red appeared on her fair face—mind going blank.
It's over—this silly maid is going to get scolded—
"It's alright. Probably just the step of stirring the berry paste—not done properly."
Wade gently rubbed the silver-haired maid's head—looked at the pile of failed Poffins—chuckled softly.
"By the way, Cogita—you should know quite a bit about Arceus, right?"
After personally teaching her once more—he remembered his purpose—got straight to the point.
Previously—Cogita, Irida, and the others' arrival—entirely attributed to Celebi accidentally opening a time tunnel.
But after hearing Akari's "Chosen One theory"—something fishy.
Celebi opening the tunnel was the main cause. But the creator god must have been secretly fueling the flames behind the scenes.
After these past few days—Wade had come to understand the mature maid before him.
Contrary to wild player guesses—Cogita was indeed not the human body of the creator god.
Just a prophet who knew many secrets about Legendary Pokémon.
After settling Irida and Akari—he immediately thought of coming here—asking this silver-haired maid if she knew legends related to the "Chosen One."
"Mhm, mhm—this humble one understands now So a few more guests from the Hisui Region have arrived"
After listening to Wade's full story—the charming maid Cogita nodded in sudden realization—smiled Yingyingly.
"Master—please have a seat in the living room for a while~"
She lightly swayed her waist—causing two halves of her hips—like ripe peaches—to tremble with tempting waves.
Steaming hot black tea and a stack of thick papers—simultaneously placed before the farm owner.
"Regarding the Chosen One they spoke of—this humble one also had that related dream. Recorded what was seen and heard in it. Master can take a look~"
Unlike Akari and Irida—who only grasped fragments—this older, mature maid—knowledgeable about many Legendary Pokémon—obviously knew more.
Wade took the poetic text—began to browse.
"In ancient times, two deities stood side by side—one beholding the flow of time—the other the breadth of earth and sky."
"At the end of the reversed flow of time—the Sinnoh Deity, revered by the two deities—bestowed the white jade of creation."
"Sensing the one who captures the heart—bestowing unparalleled beauty with the names of the gods—never change."
"...Leading the flag..."
The poetic text had over seventy lines. Difficult-to-understand language. Many terms even Wade couldn't grasp.
Cogita sat gracefully beside him—elegantly pouring brewed black tea into a cup.
Like Cynthia—alluring in bed but aloof Champion outside—when discussing myths and legends—Cogita completely shed her previous maid-like shyness.
Intellectual elegance. Elegant and luxurious.
Like a prophet who had comprehended the world's truths.
"As for this humble one's interpretation—translated into modern language—to answer your puzzlement..."
Seeing Wade had finished reading—the ample-breasted, mature silver-haired noblewoman lightly coughed twice.
Her right hand—clad in a white lace long glove—picked up the teacup—deliberately hiding her blushing, alluring face within lingering tea steam.
"The so-called Chosen One—is the one favored by the Sinnoh Deity."
"And as a blessing for the one who captures her heart—"
"She has bestowed upon you—the world's unique succubus constitution."