Under the influence of the attribute, Lopunny clearly felt certain parts of her body trembling involuntarily.
An inexplicable sense of eroticism seed to subrge her.
"Mmm..."
It took a long while for Lopunny to break free from the surging waves of pleasure; her soft, delicate body felt as though it were about to drip with moisture.
"Co quick, everyone! It looks like there's a teor shower!"
Hakuya had run outside the wooden cabin at so point and was now looking back to call them.
Under the vast, boundless night sky of Hiyori Town, a grand teor shower was quietly descending.
Countless shooting stars were like radiant swords, carrying a dazzling sharpness that pierced the silence of the night.
If they could catch the once-in-a-millennium Wishing Festival, the legendary Jirachi, the Wish Pokémon, might even arrive riding upon this starlight.
Unfortunately, this year was still about half a year away from the Year of Wishing.
However, as the teors fell, countless Volbeat and Illumise erged from the forest beside the farm, bringing their flickering firefly lights to join the spectacle.
Gazing at the fireflies and starlight dancing across the sky, the two Pokémon girls stepping out of the cabin had eyes filled with longing.
"How about we make a wish?" Hakuya suggested with a smile.
Hearing this, Lopunny tilted her head cutely, signaling her agreent.
"Master... I want to be the first..."
Using her soul-stirring figure to seduce him, Miss Gardevoir got her way.
"Next is Lopunny's turn."
"Mmm~"
The sexy bunny girl closed her eyes and began to whisper softly.
Legend has it that if you speak your wish out loud during a teor shower, it won't co true.
Aware of this common knowledge, Lopunny intentionally lowered her voice, muttering to herself for a long ti before stopping.
After a while, she gently opened her eyes, pretending to casually glance at the Trainer beside her who was still watching the stars.
"Then finally, it's my turn—"
Hakuya intentionally dragged out the end of his sentence for a long ti, waiting until the two Pokémon girls couldn't take it anymore and were about to angrily take a bite out of him.
Only then did Hakuya obediently close his eyes, clasp his hands together, and silently make his wish in his heart.
The next morning, Hakuya opened his eyes to the clear, lodious violin-like chirping of a Kricketune outside.
Looking out through the window, the sun was brilliant and the sky was cloudless.
Today was another sunny day.
"Ti to get up, Gardevoir."
Hakuya ruffled his ssy hair and patted the sleeping, white-stockinged beauty beside him.
He wondered if this little pervert had dread of last night again; the area between her legs was a swamp of moisture.
"Mmm... still want more..."
Miss Gardevoir murmured, clinging to her Trainer like an octopus, her snowy chest-waves crushing against him.
"..."
Hakuya leaned against the wooden headboard, helplessly watching the white-stockinged older sister crawl up his body, twisting her shapely figure like a woman possessed.
There is an old saying: The early Gardevoir gets the worm.
Gardevoir's erald, dazed eyes stared fixedly at Hakuya. With a slight flick of her slender hand, the translucent nightgown draped over her slid weakly off her ivory-white shoulders.
It revealed her long legs, the white silk stockings cinching into her flesh with a tempting, aty texture.
Due to the remnants of last night, the silk at the root of her thighs was already stained with an ambiguous, dark wet patch.
"Master... here... I still want to be filled up..."
She panted as she straddled him. Her plump, full snowy mounds shook violently with her movents.
The two red buds, standing tall from excitent, brushed provocatively against Hakuya's chest.
Gardevoir proactively parted her moist butt-cheeks, guiding that thick, angry mber—standing tall due to morning physiological reactions—precisely into her already swampy floral path, sitting down hard.
"Ah-ha—! It... it went to the very bottom... ugh!"
Extre tightness and warmth instantly enveloped Hakuya. Gardevoir's inner walls seed to have a mind of their own.
Layers of soft flesh acted like countless greedy little mouths, sucking frantically in sync with her rhythm.
Hakuya let out a low growl, gripping her slender waist—which was small enough to be held in one hand—and began to thrust upward violently.
Every heavy collision hit her sweet spot directly, making Gardevoir's delicate body quiver and bringing out loud, lewd, squelching sounds of moisture.
Gardevoir's long neck arched back high, her white-stockinged legs tangling tightly around Hakuya's waist.
Amidst Hakuya's storm-like pumping, her erald pupils completely rolled back into an Ahegao expression, and broken, high-pitched pleas for rcy leaked from her throat.
Finally, with one deep slam, her entire body stiffened in Hakuya's arms.
A surge of scalding lewd water erupted with her orgasm, completely soaking the already damp bedsheets.
[Communication with Farm Pokémon: Gardevoir count 1] [Obtained Attribute: Morning Vigor (White): After communicating in the morning, the stamina recovery speed of both parties increases by 10%.]
"Mmm-hmm~"
After a fierce "get-out-of-bed" tug-of-war, a flush-faced Gardevoir satisfiedly carried the soaked sheets outside to dry.
Hakuya, having secured a grand victory, listened to the system's "Ding-dong" broadcast with an expressionless face.
As the number of communications increased, the quantity and quality of dropped attributes had declined significantly; it was a sea of repetitive White-grade attributes.
After storing the attribute, Hakuya took out a Poké Ball and tossed it lightly into the air.
"Good morning, Lopunny."
"Chuu-lu-lu~"
Lopunny hopped out of the ball and blinked her eyes, appearing sowhat dazed.
"Did you not sleep well last night?"
Hakuya rubbed Lopunny's ears, asking with concern.
"Chuu-lu-lu..."
Unlike Gardevoir, who would often humanize to seduce her Trainer whenever they were inside, Lopunny was exceptionally thin-skinned and easily embarrassed despite her sexy appearance.
Therefore, most of the ti, she preferred to stay in her Pokémon form.
"Alright, I'll prepare breakfast first. If you're still tired, go sleep in the room for a while."
Seeing that Lopunny seed fine, Hakuya gently pinched her cheek and gave his instructions.
"After we eat, we need to go to the fields to plant the Wan-Wan Grain."
"Chuu-lu-lu!"
Lopunny nodded obediently.
Watching the Trainer's back as he turned toward the kitchen, her face couldn't help but turn red again.
Actually, she had fallen asleep very early last night.
But in the middle of the night, while curled in her Poké Ball, Lopunny was woken up by the intermittent sounds of heavy breathing.
Sniffing the faint, lingering scent in the air, she seed to recall the scene in the bathroom from last night, her heart pounding rapidly.
"Chuu-lu-lu..."
Better go outside for so fresh air—
Lopunny thought to herself as she walked out of the cabin.
Just as she was imrsing herself in the morning breeze, a sound suddenly ca from nearby.
Could it be an intruder?
Gazing at the figure becoming clearer at the edge of the farm, Lopunny's eyes turned cold as she stepped forward to et them.
"Pi!"
At the periter of the farm, a young girl with short pink hair, a white shirt, and a blue skirt announced with high energy:
"It must be this way! This ti, I strictly followed the coordinates Grandpa sent!"
"Pi..."
You'd better be telling the truth this ti.
Clefable drooped its ears, clearly skeptical of its Trainer.
They had been wandering around Hiyori Town for half a circle and still hadn't found the farm Grandpa ntioned.
If they kept following this directionally-challenged Trainer, they might not find it even by the ti Arceus created a new world.
"Pi?"
While walking in a slump for a good distance, the sharp-eyed Clefable suddenly spotted a rabbit-type Pokémon with large, furry ears standing right ahead.
"Oh! Is that a wild Lopunny? So cute!"
Whitney's eyes lit up. Her small feet went tap-tap-tap as she rushed forward, instinctively wanting to pull it into her arms for a cuddle.
At that mont, the second button of her white shirt nearly popped open during the run, revealing a dazzling flash of snowy skin below her collarbone.
But the girl didn't care to fix it at all, lunging toward the Pokémon in a star-shaped pounce.
"Chuu-lu-lu!"
Having sensed it in advance, Lopunny leaped backward, dodging the girl's assault.
"Wait, wait, waaaahhh!!!"
In her haste, the energetic girl had an intimate encounter with the ground.
"Pi..."
Beside her, Clefable helplessly covered its face, its small feet moving a few steps back to distance itself from its idiot Master.
"It hurts..."
Whitney, having fallen flat on the ground, groaned in pain.
"Chuu-lu-lu!"
Watching the girl who had snuck into the farm and then tried to "attack" her after being warned, the sleep-deprived Lopunny felt her fur stand on end.
"S-Sorry! I didn't an to scare you!" Sensing Lopunny's anger, Whitney hurriedly waved her hands to explain.
"Chuu-lu-lu!"
Clearly, Lopunny didn't believe her story, still glaring angrily at the pink-haired girl.
"PI!!!"
Looking at Clefable, who was frantically gesturing as a translator, and then at the serious Lopunny, Whitney was stunned.
"You're saying... this child wants to challenge us? And the loser has to leave imdiately?"
"Pi!"
Clefable nodded its head.
"So that's how it is..."
Since she saw no signs of human activity around, Whitney naturally mistook Lopunny for a wild Pokémon.
In the wild, cases of Trainers being attacked for trespassing on a wild Pokémon's territory were common.
A Pokémon like this Lopunny was likely the sa.
Thinking this, Whitney, the Gym Leader of Goldenrod City, wiped the smile from her face and slowly climbed up from the ground.
"Clefable, get ready for battle!"
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