The three older sisters exuded a scent mingling pool water with the warmth of mature female bodies.
Barefoot, they stood on the slippery wet ground, surrounding Roy.
They stood very close.
So close that Roy could see the bead of water trembling on Violet's collarbone, about to fall.
So close that he could smell the faint scent of shampoo in Lily's hair.
So close that he could feel the subtle air currents stirred by the slight rise and fall of Daisy's astonishingly full chest as she breathed.
They began to circle Roy.
The sound of bare feet splashing in water was especially clear beside the empty pool.
One circle.
Two circles.
Three circles.
Their gazes were like scanners, sweeping over him from head to toe, front to back, not missing an inch.
Roy stood motionless.
He even wore a polite smile on his face.
But in his heart... So this is the oppressive feeling before the Tiger Prison Pass!
Lily was the first to step in front of him.
She was already the boldest, and now she practically pressed her face against Roy's chest, looking up at him.
Her soaked purple swimsuit top, due to her bending forward, revealed a tempting gap at the neckline.
"Mmm~"
Lily drew out her tone, her eyes sparkling: "Your looks are really quite good~"
As she spoke, she actually reached out and poked Roy's arm with her finger.
"And your muscles are quite firm too~"
Her finger felt cold, still wet with pool water.
Violet circled to the side.
She swayed her hips, slowly pacing from Roy's left side to his right.
Her gaze focused on Roy's waist, abdomen, and thighs.
Her wet blue swimsuit clung tightly to her round, perky buttocks; with each step, the flesh beneath the thin fabric traced a seductive curve.
Droplets of water slid down the inside of her thigh.
Leaving a glistening trail.
"Your body lines are very good~"
Violet's voice carried a lazy, alluring charm.
Finally, Daisy.
She stood behind Roy.
But she wasn't looking at his back.
Instead, she bent down, carefully examining the equally bewildered Pikachu at Roy's feet.
As she bent over, her wet golden hair slipped from her shoulders.
The ties on the back of her swimsuit dug deep into her snow-white back muscles.
And even more fatal, from Roy's side-rear angle, he could vaguely see the full side curve pressed out by her bending posture.
It was dazzlingly white.
"Pikachu is so cute too~"
Daisy's voice came from behind, gentle and amused: "We could have it join our performances in the future."
"Pika?"
Pikachu tilted its head, its ears twitching.
Violet immediately retorted: "Lily, you idiot~ Pikachu is an Electric-type. Performing in water? Do you want to blow up our pool?"
"Oh, right..."
Only then did Daisy straighten up.
That breathtaking scenery also vanished.
But the image was already imprinted in Roy's mind.
The three older sisters regrouped in front of Roy.
They exchanged glances.
Then nodded simultaneously.
Lily: "Overall, he's still very good~"
Violet: "That brat Misty is really eating well~"
Daisy: "It's just... Hey, wait."
Suddenly remembering something, she blinked and looked at her two younger sisters: "Has Misty already... eaten?"
The air fell silent for a second.
The three sisters' gazes simultaneously focused on Roy's face.
That look... was curious.
Inquisitive.
And carrying a hint of indescribable ambiguity.
Violet took half a step forward.
She was already close to Roy; this step almost pressed her against him.
The heat radiating from her wet body, mixed with feminine fragrance, washed over him.
She lifted her face.
Her red lips parted slightly.
Her voice lowered, carrying a provocative breath:
"That... you..."
Roy naturally replied: "Oh, I'm Roy, a Trainer from Pallet Town."
Violet nodded, but her questioning didn't stop.
Her enchanting eyes stared straight at Roy, and then she asked a shocking question:
"Oh Roy"
"Have you and Misty already... hit a home run?"
!!!
The moment her words fell.
Misty, standing behind them, flushed crimson from her face to the tips of her ears.
"Ah!!!"
A scream that almost lifted the pool's ceiling.
Misty, like a cat with its fur standing on end, rushed forward and covered Violet's mouth.
"Sisters! What are you doing?!"
She was mortified, her voice trembling.
Daisy, however, looked completely matter-of-fact.
She crossed her arms and asked in return.
"Didn't you bring your man back to meet the family?"
"As your sisters, shouldn't we properly examine the future pillar who might have to support our entire family?"
Lily also dropped her playful expression.
She became unusually serious, standing straight. Her wet purple swimsuit clung tightly to her astonishingly developed figure, the curves breathtaking.
"Yes, Misty."
"This is a major matter concerning the future survival of our Cerulean Gym."
"We must examine him properly."
Misty was stunned: "What... what major matter?"
This was a topic about family revitalization that the four sisters of Cerulean Gym had discussed privately before.
To prevent the Cerulean Gym from continuing its decline and losing its status as the city's representative Gym.
They decided to concentrate their efforts.
Namely, whoever found a boyfriend first; the remaining sisters would basically prioritize this boyfriend and gradually become his close confidantes.
Everyone would support this single pillar together, letting him prop up the four sisters and the Cerulean Gym family.
However, the premise was that this man was worth supporting and sufficiently strong.
After all, this was the man who would bear the entire future of the four sisters and the Cerulean Gym.
Otherwise, everyone could still find someone they trusted individually.
But the first priority held high importance, which was why the three older sisters were observing Roy so intently.
But when they discussed it before, Misty hadn't listened seriously at all.
Her mind was full of "I want to become a great Water-type Pokemon Trainer," "I don't want to rely on a man," "I want to revive the Cerulean Gym on my own."
So whatever her sisters said back then went in one ear and out the other; she didn't take it seriously at all.
And she thought, how could she possibly be the first to find a man?
But now... were her sisters really seriously implementing this absurd family rule?
"N-no!"
Misty snapped back to reality, shaking her head like a rattle-drum:
"He... he's n-not... not a man!"
Misty stammered in panic.
The three sisters were simultaneously stunned.
"Huh?"
Three beautiful faces were filled with shock.
Even Pikachu was dumbfounded.
Pika?
It looked up at Roy, then at Misty, tilting its little head in confusion.
Delia stood a bit further away, her expression dazed.
But she quickly regained her senses.
Not a man?
If others didn't know, how could she not know?
He'd been full many times already.
"Hey, Misty."
"I treated you to quite a few ice creams and burgers along the way, and this is how you introduce me?" Roy also teased.
As soon as he said this.
Daisy immediately caught the keywords.
"Ice cream? Burgers?"
She sharply turned her head to look at Misty, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing.
As the eldest sister, she strictly managed her sisters' diets and figures.
These high-calorie junk foods were absolutely forbidden.
"Misty!"
Daisy placed her hands on her hips.
This action made her soaked swimsuit top stretch even tighter.
"How many times have I told you? You're not allowed to eat that stuff!"
"Look at Violet and Lily. Why do they have such good figures? It's because of strict self-discipline!"
Violet and Lily immediately straightened their postures, chests out.
Misty shrank her neck, weakly saying: "I... I only ate twice..."
"Twice?"
Daisy's voice rose:
"Not even once is allowed!"
As she spoke, she reached out to pinch Misty's cheek, checking if she had gained weight.
Misty quickly dodged.
Violet and Lily also joined the "fray."
The three older sisters surrounded Misty, the scene descending into chaos.
Beside the pool.
Four young, sexy female bodies, in their chasing and roughhousing, displayed a blood-stirring spring scenery.
The soaked swimsuits covered very little; instead, the water stains and tight fit made every curve even more distinct.
Roy stood to the side, quietly appreciating.
"Enough—!!!"
Misty's roar ended the roughhousing.
The three sisters stopped and looked at her in unison.
Misty was panting, her hair disheveled, her clothes tugged askew, revealing half of a snow-white shoulder.
Pointing at Roy, she shouted with all her might:
"I misspoke!"
"Roy is not my man!"
"We're travel companions!"
She took a deep breath and finally shouted out the most crucial words:
"He's a Trainer here to challenge the Cerulean Gym."
Dead silence fell by the poolside.
A few seconds later.
Violet was the first to react.
She blinked, a hint of disappointment on her charming face.
"Huh? So... he's not?"
Daisy recovered her composure the fastest, gently patting her chest.
"So that's how it is..."
She walked towards Roy, a polite and gentle smile returning to her face.
"Mr. Roy, I'm truly sorry."
"Our family situation is special. Please forgive the spectacle."
Roy smiled in reply: "It's fine. The three sisters are all very... enthusiastic."
"Please forgive us." Daisy shrugged helplessly.
"You said just now that Mr. Roy wants to challenge the Gym?"
She paused, her face showing a bit of difficulty.
"Today, there might be a small problem."
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