Hiyori Town Farm
After briefly familiarizing Cogita with the environment, Wade didn't forget today's task—planting Waterside Herb by the farm lake.
"Na~"
Milotic chirped joyfully at the morning mist. Soft glow sprinkled down—shining on her rainbow-colored Prism Scale, making it exceptionally dazzling.
"Meowth~"
Delcatty leaned over—curiously eyeing the seeds from the system warehouse.
Round. Dark brown. Peculiar patterns on the surface.
One light sniff—and this cute cat Pokémon's eyes welled with tears. A huge sneeze.
So spicy. So choking.
Wade laughed, rubbing her cat ears.
Waterside Herbs—similar to wasabi in his past life—were rich in nutrients, accompanied by a strong spicy, fragrant taste. They slightly increased a Pokémon's perception of Fire-type energy. Popular among Pokémon gourmets.
Price: 500–1000 League coins per catty.
Unlike leppa berry grain—which loved sunshine—Waterside Herbs preferred cold, humid places. Stricter environmental requirements.
After careful selection—an open space adjacent to the lake, hidden by bushes and several large trees.
"Milotic—I'll trouble you to look after these."
"Na~"
Wade surveyed the planted herbs—watered with Water Pulse—and nodded.
His communicator rang.
"President—are you free these days?"
Olivia's enchanting voice.
"Yes, Secretary Miss. What work are you planning to arrange for the president this time?"
Wade nodded—not forgetting to tease.
Waterside Herbs planted. Next few days: harvest leppa berry grain, care for existing crops, wait for villa construction.
One or two days off? Not a problem.
Olivia's call wasn't about romance. Hiyori Industrial Company needed his help.
In work mode, the Secretary Miss was a diligent workaholic. Reliable. Trustworthy.
"How can you say that~ Clearly, the president arranges all the work for me~"
Olivia snorted softly—fair, charming face flushed.
"It's about Ms. Candice from Snowpoint City. She seems interested in cooperating—but specifics aren't finalized. If the president has time, you could personally discuss and confirm."
Important decisions must be known and agreed upon by the president.
Unlike ordinary retailers—Ms. Candice was the Gym Leader of Snowpoint City.
"Okay. I'll go this afternoon."
Wade understood.
Gym Leaders had great power in their cities. A new company—showing sincerity—the president should go in person.
Snowpoint City. North of Hiyori Town. Northernmost Sinnoh.
Pokémon train—about an hour.
Or—Articuno.
"Alright. Time for lunch."
He hung up—called to his Pokémon.
Morning work had made him hungry.
Lilligant was cooking. Several plates of freshly stir-fried meat dishes—full of aroma—were placed on the dining table.
"Master There again... it's overflowing again"
The soft Milk Cow Loli darted into his arms—raising her snowy neck with tearful eyes.
Plump, alluring snow-white mounds—not of this world—were revealed. Full, abundant spheres of milky flesh swayed like ripples—creating dazzling, crystalline snow waves.
A slight lean closer—and the enchanting, pale red snow peak was stimulated by the farm owner's breath—overflowing with streams of clear, translucent milk.
Wade leaned forward—bit the cherry-like, vibrant red bud.
Busy satisfying Ms. Gardevoir this morning. Forgotten to milk this Milk Cow Loli.
"Ugh—ah, ah... Master—too hard~"
Miltank's beautiful eyes hazed. Her waist trembled.
Tender, slippery small hand slid down—gently undoing the scorching restraint beneath her.
Bursts of delicate moans and seductive sighs escaped her tender, jade-like lips. Her honeyed buttocks—caressed countless times—habitually sat down.
"Mm-hmm... Ee—ah, ah~"
Sweet, soft Milk Cow Loli. Extremely appetizing.
Feeling the tight suction beneath him—the rich aroma of milk by his mouth—Wade sighed internally.
More than half an hour later—this sensual lunch finally ended.
"Cogita—come clean up."
Wade gently set down the ahegao-state Miltank. Looked at the mature silver-haired noblewoman beside him.
"Uh... D-do you want me to do it?"
Cogita stunned. Her already flushed face turned even redder.
Having finished lunch early. Sitting aside. She'd seen everything.
Plump snow-white mounds—fiercely sucked. Streams of milk—gushing out. Miltank's high-pitched moans.
And the farm owner's final spray—thick white essence.
Even with Miltank panting, spreading her slender legs, trying to absorb—the surging white fluid still overflowed. Completely saturating the scorching heat beneath her.
Cogita glanced twice. Felt her 'thump-thump-thump' heartbeat quicken.
After witnessing this morning—she'd mentally prepared for servitude.
But the speed still made her dry-mouthed. Her sensitive, alluring body—terribly hot.
Besides—the scale was too large. Could she really swallow it all to clean up?
She involuntarily rubbed her pink legs under her hip-hugging black dress. Breath slightly shallow.
"Master... I... I might be a bit unskilled."
"Hmm? It should be easy to get the hang of."
Wade—not noticing her previous gaze—was puzzled.
Just tidying plates, bowls, chopsticks—taking them to the kitchen to wash. There's no 'skilled' or 'unskilled'—
Could it be?
He looked back at the dining table.
Perhaps too much oil today. Plates now greasy. Difficult to clean?
"Though I don't know how you lived alone before—as my personal maid and the farm's housekeeper, these are things you must learn."
He nodded gently.
"If you think it will get dirty—remember to rinse thoroughly at the sink afterward."
"I know I... I will work hard"
Cogita lowered her head. Indescribably alluring, seductive charm.
Wade still had doubts—but prepared to rise.
Usually, Pokémon Girls cleaned up. But Miltank—overwhelmed, climaxed—probably wouldn't have strength.
He still had a long trip. Needed to clean up in the bathroom.
These dishes—leave to Cogita.
"Okay. I'll go first."
The silver-haired noblewoman—beautiful eyes lightly veiled with hazy mist—gracefully stepped forward.
Not picking up plates and bowls.
Leaning down. Kneeling over the scorching heat stained with white fluid.
???
Wade's eyes widened.
The mature noblewoman—alluring eyes—clearly not giving him a chance to explain. Her exquisite, charming face leaned in.
"Hoo... Ma-Master. Don't move yet."
Cogita parted her soft, moist, jade-like lips. Tender, feminine voice—like melting ice water—escaped between cherry-pink petals. Her fair skin—matching waterfall silver hair—now flushed with strange, alluring peach-red.
Stimulated by warm, soft breath—that scorching heat unconsciously trembled. Fell onto the soft, perky nose of this silver-haired noblewoman.
It's... the farm owner's scent.
She swallowed. Her face—full of infatuated, seductive charm.
As a personal maid—it was her duty to thoroughly clean this scorching heat.
Even if it got dirty—she could rinse her mouth at the sink. As Master said.
"Master—mm-hmm—like this... woo woo—is it okay? Mm-hmm, chu, mm-hmm, woo woo~"
Pressing against Wade's leg, Cogita brushed aside falling silver hair. Small pink tongue licked with infatuated, seductive grace.
Escaping breath made her swallow again—expression gradually hazy, dazed.
Long, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled. Gray-brown, shimmering beautiful eyes stared with tenderness at the scorching heat before her. Dots of flush spread—dyeing her porcelain-white, jade-like face.
Plump thighs rubbed together—forcing two peach-like, mature buttocks to press and collide—lewd muffled thuds.
"Goo-chu, zhi-chu, ru-ru—I will—ah, woo ah—clean up every last drop for Master—woo~"
Beside him, Wade felt himself completely enveloped by warmth and slipperiness below.
At a loss for words.
This silver-haired noblewoman... seems to have misunderstood.