The next day – Inside the ice cave.
Irida—pretty face still tinged with an alluring blush—trembled as she opened her eyes.
She found herself lying on a flat ice platform—a faint, lingering masculine scent and warmth still perceptible on her body.
Hmm... had she been held by the Chosen One—and slept here all night?
"Awake? Have an Oran Berry first."
Wade took a berry from his spatial backpack—prepared in advance.
"Mmm~ Th-thank you, Master."
Holding the blue berry—the still-drowsy Irida took a small bite. Sweet juice burst forth.
Memories of last night's climax and fainting flooded back—her already flushed cheeks reddening a few shades deeper.
Watching her nibble like an adorable little hamster—Wade shook his head with an inward chuckle—hands busy organizing the Never-Melt Ice.
"Master—are all these to be taken back for sale?"
"No, not really~" Wade stopped—explained. "Didn't you say it was too hot on the farm to sleep? If these Never-Melt Ice blocks—which insulate heat—are used to decorate your room—the temperature will be much more comfortable."
"Eh?!"
The blonde girl—still eating an Oran Berry—was momentarily stunned.
She had thought Wade only went to Mt. Coronet last night—to catch Electric-type Pokémon and search for treasure.
She never imagined—simply hearing her say she was too hot to sleep—would make him specifically travel to Mt. Coronet—to collect Never-Melt Ice—to cool her room.
Not to mention the lingering warmth on her body—she could clearly tell—Wade had held her in his arms to warm her for an entire night—worried she would catch a cold.
And the moment she woke up—he gently offered her a sweet, juicy Oran Berry.
Irida's cheeks flushed—a warmth spread through her heart.
"If you're feeling touched—remember to last a bit longer next time."
As if sensing her thoughts—Wade turned his head—a smile playing on his lips.
"..."
Irida—beautiful eyes misty—heart full of emotion—was suddenly startled.
She recalled last night's experience. At first—she wanted to warm Wade's hands with her chest's soft mounds. In the end—only her white silk ice cream below was eaten a few times—before she climaxed and fainted from the heat.
Too, too shameful!!!
"Ugh~ It's clearly Master's fault... How—how can anyone eat there?"
Ignoring her noble status—completely abandoning the graceful maiden image she'd maintained for so long—Irida—body temperature soaring—once again resembling a steamed princess—pounced on him.
"Hahahahaha~"
Feeling her soft, watery cheek press against his chest—Wade couldn't help but laugh.
Unbeknownst to them—their already close and ambiguous relationship—had grown even closer.
No longer a high-and-mighty Chosen One and a humble maid with a mission to serve.
But like lovers whose hearts intertwine—sharing a true bond.
After playful banter—Wade didn't forget his main task.
Heading to the Valley Power Plant—to catch an Electric-type Pokémon—to generate electricity for the farm.
"Wow~ I didn't expect to see such a large flower field on the way to the power plant."
More than ten minutes later—jumping off Articuno's back—Irida gently looped her arm through Wade's—couldn't help but exclaim.
"That's because we've just arrived at the outskirts of Flower Garden Town. Known as the 'Town of Fragrant Flowers'—where the entire city is filled with their scent."
Wade gently ruffled her beautiful hair—leading her through the flower beds—didn't forget to explain.
Rich, fragrant floral scent wafted through the air. Vibrant flowers—stretching as far as the eye could see—completely surrounded them.
A few Beautifly—fluttering among tender buds and leaves—diligently collecting pollen.
Unlike remote, cold Snowpoint City—Flower Garden Town enjoyed high renown. Abundant production of Sweet Honey—ubiquitous fragrant flower seas. Consistently ranked second—only to En City—in the Alliance Travel Times' polls as the most suitable place to live in Sinnoh.
Now that they saw it—indeed true.
"Hurry up! Hand over the Sweet Honey obediently!"
"That's right—to lure more Pokémon—Team Galactic can't do without it!"
"Wait—wait a minute—how dare you rob in broad daylight?! Budew—prepare for battle!"
"Budew~"
Just as Wade was leading Irida—preparing to cross the flower field—find the large power plant at the end of the road—
He happened to witness a live robbery.
Two individuals—dressed in silver and black uniforms with a 'G' emblem on their chests—approached with ill intent.
The middle-aged woman they surrounded—clutching freshly collected Sweet Honey—threw out a Poké Ball with an angry expression—to resist.
"No choice! Weezing—give her a taste of her own medicine!"
"Houndoom—you too—go!"
The self-proclaimed Team Galactic members snorted. Two flashes of white light burst forth.
A Weezing with a ferocious face—spewed clouds of poisonous Haze.
A cool Houndoom—raised its neck—sharp fangs illuminated by sunlight—displaying a terrifying pressure.
"Team Galactic?"
Wade looked at the scene—slightly stunned.
He never expected—just by going out to catch an Electric-type Pokémon—he would encounter the main antagonist organization of Sinnoh's storyline.
Not sure what these guys wanted to do. But he had to intervene.
"Hmph—two more people? Weezing—use Sludge Bomb!"
The more robust Team Galactic grunt on the left—noticing Wade and Irida approaching—seemingly intending to intervene—snorted.
Still arrogantly spouting threats.
"A mere Gardevoir and Glaceon—are nothing compared to our Team Galactic—"
Before he could finish his boast—under the cool Ms. Gardevoir's graceful hand wave—
Both he and the Weezing in front of him were simultaneously locked down and controlled.
Bouncing back and forth—in the air and on the ground—like a ball.
BOOM—
Accompanied by the violent crunching sound of bones—the Team Galactic grunt rolled his eyes—completely fainted.
The other grunt—scar on his forehead—witnessed his companion's brutal beating—turned pale.
Instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Even when facing Team Galactic executives—he had never felt such immense pressure.
Defeat both a Pokémon and its Trainer—in a single strike—rendering them unable to fight back.
This battle style—was simply too brutal!
"Glaceon—use Ice Beam!"
Without waiting for the frightened grunt to start running—Irida—standing nearby—immediately commanded loudly.
Freezing beam of ice energy—stirring gusts of biting cold wind—knocked both Houndoom and its Trainer to the ground.
For this girl from Hisui—such a wild battle style was not considered brutal or bloody at all.
In the Hisui Region a thousand years ago—catching Pokémon with one's bare hands was the norm.
Directly attacking the Trainer when facing an opponent—was also a normal tactic.
"It's over. You should be alright, right?"
After tossing the two unconscious Team Galactic grunts together—Wade notified Flower Garden Town police—turned his gaze to the long-haired woman who had been robbed and attacked.
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