Chapter 301:Natsume and Gardevoir

The personalities of the three little Pokémon from the Hyde Research Institute were completely different.

As soon as Saoirse left Natsume’s room, Sobble turned on the faucet and comfortably soaked itself in the sink.

It seemed like it had done this many times before.

Scorbunny, on the other hand, picked up a small stone and started juggling it around the room.

Soccer was a popular sport in this world, and many famous Pokémon soccer players were the final evolution of Scorbunny—Cinderace.

Grookey, however, appeared much more composed.

It simply sat on the bed with Celebi, watching TV.

Meanwhile, Natsume was leaning by the window, talking on the phone with the farm.

"I won’t be back tonight... Don’t worry, nothing’s wrong. If everything goes smoothly, I should be back tomorrow... How’s the farm?... Thanks for your hard work."

"Alright, goodnight."

With Serperior and Dragonite managing the farm, Natsume wasn’t too worried about anything going wrong.

Not to mention, Jirachi and Yveltal were both sleeping beneath the farm.

Gardevoir watched as Natsume hung up the phone and asked softly, "Should we take the decaying shield now?"

Natsume sat on the windowsill, gazing at the moon outside.

Tonight, the wind outside was quite cold—after all, it was already November.

In the distance, a few Rookidee could be seen flying by, and most of the Pokémon in the research institute had already fallen asleep.

However, some nocturnal Pokémon were just starting to become active under the moonlight.

Natsume spoke softly, "No rush."

"Saoirse mentioned unintentionally that Barry had gone out to handle some business, but now he’s suddenly returned with the decaying shield."

"What do you think is the reason?"

Gardevoir: "Zamazenta?"

Natsume nodded. "Exactly. If his goal is Zamazenta, then I’m guessing Zamazenta might be somewhere around here."

"So, let’s wait and see how things unfold."

Natsume wasn’t worried about someone like Barry gaining Zamazenta’s recognition.

After all, even when he had captured Zacian, it was only with the help of Kyogre and the others that he managed to subdue it.

Gardevoir nodded slightly, understanding.

Natsume stretched. "Let’s not overthink it."

"I’m going to take a shower first."

As Natsume spoke, he took off his clothes and headed toward the bathroom.

"Celebi~"

Celebi immediately followed him inside.

"You want to join me?"

"Celebi~"

Natsume rubbed Celebi’s cheeks and smiled. "Alright~"

Gardevoir sat quietly on the bed, watching Natsume and the others with a gentle expression.

Through the translucent glass, Gardevoir could clearly see the playful scene between Natsume and Celebi.

Gardevoir watched as Natsume soaked Celebi in the water.

The two figures, one large and one small, squeezed shampoo together and smeared foam on each other.

From time to time, the bathroom echoed with Celebi’s protests and Natsume’s laughter.

Then, a sudden exclamation rang out—Sobble, who had stealthily snuck in using its invisibility, suddenly jumped out of the water, startling Celebi.

Despite its composed appearance, Grookey also had a mischievous side.

After all, monkeys are naturally lively.

Grookey joined Natsume and the others, tapping its little stick against the bathtub, creating a lively clinking sound.

The commotion continued until bang—Scorbunny somehow kicked a stone into the glass, causing it to shatter.

The noisy bathroom instantly fell silent.

Click~

"What’s going on? What happened?"

Saoirse nervously pushed open the door from outside.

As she entered, she saw Natsume, unclothed, standing amidst shattered glass and an awkward-looking Scorbunny.

"Uh, sorry about this. I’ll clean it up."

Natsume scratched his head and waved at Saoirse.

Saoirse glanced at Natsume, her face immediately turning red.

"R-really, Gym Leader Natsume, you should remember to lock the door."

Bang~

The door closed.

"Scorbunny."

Scorbunny looked nervously at Natsume.

Natsume stepped forward and flicked Scorbunny’s forehead lightly.

"Scorbunny."

Scorbunny covered its forehead with its paws.

Natsume chuckled. "That was a great kick, but you can’t play like that inside the room from now on."

After Natsume finished speaking, the shards of glass floated up and automatically flew into the trash bin.

Natsume looked at Scorbunny. "Tomorrow morning, let’s go play on the grass together."

"Scorbunny~"

After everyone had their fun, things gradually quieted down.

Scorbunny crawled into a drawer, Grookey curled up on a chair, and Sobble lay in a water basin.

Everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Natsume and Gardevoir also lay down on the bed.

The bed wasn’t very large, and if they both lay flat, it would feel a bit cramped.

So, Gardevoir chose to lie on her side.

Natsume did the same.

It had to be said, Gardevoir’s legs were very slender, but they felt soft to the touch, not bony at all.

Smooth and comfortable.

Gardevoir allowed Natsume’s hand to wander over her body, her gaze growing increasingly tender.

Natsume couldn’t help but hold her tighter.

Gardevoir’s body was soft and light, truly giving the feeling of being boneless, and she carried a natural fragrance.

No wonder so many people called Gardevoir the "waifu Pokémon."

How had he managed to hold back for so long?

Natsume thought of the Soothe Bell.

Gardevoir, listening to Natsume’s breathing, felt her cheeks growing hotter.

After all, as a Pokémon highly sensitive to emotions, Gardevoir knew what Natsume was likely thinking about.

Moreover, Gardevoir could already feel the changes in Natsume’s body.

It was too obvious.

But it was inevitable.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenager was at the peak of physical vitality.

As they say in Natsume’s hometown, boys at this age could probably punch through steel plates.

Natsume looked at Gardevoir’s expression, his own expression turning微妙 (subtle).

It’s natural for people to have wandering thoughts, but when the subject of those thoughts knows what you’re thinking, should you feel embarrassed or... more excited?

Gardevoir suddenly leaned in closer, gently pressing her lips to Natsume’s.

"Hiss~"

Natsume’s hands instinctively tightened their grip.

Gardevoir remained as gentle as ever.

Though Gardevoir’s body was soft, it was also surprisingly strong.

Pfft!

And so, everything happened naturally yet suddenly.

In that moment, Natsume felt a wave of clarity.

But when he looked at Gardevoir in his arms, that clarity vanished instantly.

This was an entirely unique experience.

Gardevoir’s unique physiology allowed Natsume to unleash his strength without holding back.

Natsume gripped Gardevoir’s wrists tightly, the veins on his forearms bulging.

Gardevoir’s face was flushed, her slender legs both firm and elastic.

Outside, dark clouds slowly rolled in, obscuring the moon.

The night was quiet, long, and utterly wild...