Half an hour later, Lorze stepped out of the bedroom, his arms happily wrapped around Auntie Roxanne.
The reason it only lasted that long obviously wasn't because Lorze's stamina was trash and he blew his load in just thirty minutes.
In reality, he and his Auntie rely took a shared bath, warmly reminiscing about the wholeso childhood mories of bathing together~.
Unfortunately, during the bath, he couldn't breach his Auntie's ultimate defense line. He was only permitted to aggressively rub, fondle, and grind against her hot body.
It was obvious that the relationship between "Aunt and Nephew" hadn't reached that absolute level of intimacy yet. After all, they were currently just bound by a dirty transaction; they weren't actual lovers.
If he wanted Auntie Roxanne to fully open her final defense line and let him inside, he first had to completely breach his mother's ultimate defense. Only by covering himself in his mother's slick fluids would he be granted entry into his Auntie.
If he didn't reek of his mother's scent, there was no way he'd be allowed to take full advantage of her.
But on the flip side, the day he could completely use and defile his own mother to his heart's content, would be the exact sa day he could do absolutely whatever he wanted to his Auntie's body~.
When that ti ca, exactly how long he pounded inside her final defense line would be entirely up to him, right~?
He really couldn't fathom just how obsessively his Auntie loved his mother, to the point where she was willing to let a man violently defile her own body just to indirectly taste her senior.
But no matter how he looked at it, he was the absolute winner in this scenario, so he didn't bother overthinking it.
"Speaking of which, your Azumarill has the Huge Power Ability, right?" Lorze, thoroughly sexually satiated from swapping spit with his Auntie, felt energized and perfectly prid for training.
Currently, Ralts's Confusion was strong enough, and her Electric-type energy manipulation was officially on track. It was ti to initiate the next phase of their regin.
Previously, due to the absolute lack of a suitable sparring partner, Lorze had been entirely unable to train Ralts's Trace Ability.
But now that he was living under his Auntie's roof, he absolutely had to seize the opportunity to kickstart her Ability training.
Since his Auntie took Azumarill to work with her during the day, he could only practice after she got off shift.
Ti was incredibly precious. In order to win the Torchic Challenger Tournant and earn the absolute right to do whatever he wanted to his mother's body, he had to maximize every single minute of training.
Therefore, Lorze planned to split Ralts's training into two phases: dayti would still be dedicated to grinding her ntal strength and Electric-type energy, while nightti would be spent developing her Ability alongside Azumarill.
He planned to first test if he could replicate the developnt thod of the "Quasi-Psychic Elite" Xue Tong, allowing Ralts to permanently retain traced Abilities for extended periods.
"You're in a rush to train already? We haven't even eaten dinner yet." Roxanne stared at Lorze, completely dumbfounded. Was holding her naked body and slowly savoring a woman's taste not intoxicating enough?
Why the hell are you rushing off to train?
No way... is there really soone in this world who actually enjoys training?
"It's fine. I'm in peak condition right now. Might as well let Ralts start getting a feel for her Ability while you cook," Lorze said thoughtfully. It wasn't that he enjoyed training, but the temptation of gaining raw power was just too massive.
He had to win the Torchic Challenger Tournant, no matter what it fucking took!
"Are you fucking joking? Since when do I know how to cook?" Roxanne instantly rolled her eyes at him. It was a miracle she didn't just collapse straight into bed the second she got ho; you expect her to cook?
"Uh... then what the hell does Ruo usually eat?" Lorze was utterly baffled. If you don't cook, do you expect Ruo to cook for you?!
In normal families, the parent feeds the child. Here, the child feeds the parent?!
"We eat out, obviously. Why do shit yourself when you can just throw money at the problem?" Roxanne asked a deeply philosophical question.
Lorze was completely speechless.
Is this the raw power of a wealthy sugar mommy?
My vision was truly too narrow.
"You never know if the hygiene standards at those restaurants are actually up to code. Forget it... I'll handle the cooking from now on. I can't just leech off you and stay here for free anyway," Lorze sighed helplessly. He actually started feeling sorry for little Ruo. Had she literally never eaten a ho-cooked al her entire fucking life?
But thinking about it... did soone rich enough to eat out for every single al really need the pity of a broke-ass peasant like him?
Sob, the pathetic wretch was actually all along?
"Sounds great to . Trying to conquer your Auntie through her stomach already?" Roxanne teased, completely unbothered by testing out little Lorze's culinary skills.
Her senior was always bragging about how incredibly talented her son was—claiming he was a master chef, a god-tier masseur, and basically omnipotent. This was the perfect chance to test if the brat actually lived up to the hype.
After all, he was going to be her man in the future; he had to show off his handso side to her eventually, right?
"Of course I want to conquer you. But does my Auntie even need conquering anymore?" Lorze countered smoothly. As he spoke, he slid his hand straight down her shirt, boldly groping and caressing her snow-white, tender skin however he pleased. Wasn't her body basically already his?
Roxanne simply shrugged, neither confirming nor denying it.
Even though every inch of her body—except her final defense line—already belonged to him, did he really just want her flesh without giving a single shit about capturing her heart?
If Roxanne didn't already have soone else occupying her heart, she probably would have cursed him out for being a total fuckboy.
"Whatever you want. By the way, where the hell is your Ralts? Did she run off with Ruo? You absolutely cannot let outsiders easily see that Ralts's coloration." Roxanne completely ignored little Lorze aggressively fondling her body, shifting her concern to Ralts's whereabouts.
"Ralts is currently playing dress-up in Ruo's room. Just let them play for now. I'm gonna head to the nearby supermarket to buy groceries. Rember to transfer so allowance," Lorze said, glancing toward Ruo's room.
"Huh? You've been physically attached to this entire ti, right? How the hell do you know Ralts is playing dress-up with Ruo?" Roxanne couldn't help but ask, her curiosity piqued.
If little Lorze just guessed Ralts was in Ruo's room, that would be one thing. But to precisely know exactly what they were doing? That was completely absurd, right?
"Don't forget, Ralts is a Psychic-type Pokémon. We share a telepathic link," Lorze explained casually.
"Oh?" Roxanne narrowed her eyes slightly upon hearing this.
A telepathic link?
She obviously wasn't a stranger to the term. A select few Master-class Psychic-type Trainers were capable of achieving it.
But they were Master-class for a reason, and even then, only a fraction could do it.
In contrast, how long had it been since little Lorze even acquired his Ralts?
Given their current ntal strength and low synergy, how the hell could they pull that off?
Was this little brat hiding so kind of monstrous innate talent?
Interesting. Maybe this kid truly was worth investing everything into.
...
Shortly after, Lorze received a casual transfer of 10,000 bucks from his Auntie, telling him to spend it however he pleased and to just ask if he needed more.
Furthermore, every single expense for him and Ralts this month would be fully reimbursed by her. His sole objective was to focus entirely on prepping for the Torchic Challenger Tournant.
Naturally, Lorze wasn't about to be polite with his Sugar Mommy Auntie. He instantly blew through the entire 10k in one go. Aside from buying premium groceries, he specifically bought a batch of high-grade Psychic-type Berries for Ralts, intending to forcefully power-level her Confusion into Psychic in one fell swoop.
Returning ho, Lorze rapidly whipped up dinner. Having been a food vlogger in his past life, his culinary skills were heavily buffed. Even if he wasn't a world-class Michelin chef, his food was undeniably infinitely more exquisite than standard restaurant takeout.
Just look at little Ruo—she was literally crying tears of joy as she ate!
She was genuinely moved to tears. Having lived here for over a decade, this was the very first ti she realized her house actually possessed a functioning dining room!
Waah, Bro Lorze, please never leave! Just live with us forever! I'll literally trade my mom to you, as long as you let cuddle your Ralts~.
"Mom!" Ruo stared at her mother with absolute dead seriousness.
"What? Don't even fucking dream about your mom cooking food like this," Roxanne preemptively completely gave up.
"No, I wanted to say... can we cancel the Charmander? Please swap my Starter for a Ralts! I want a Ralts so badly!" (✪ω✪)
"I think it'd be faster if you just swapped for a new mom!" Roxanne rolled her eyes.
She might have connections to get a Starter, but a Ralts? You literally couldn't buy one even with infinite money!
Your mom wants one too, damn it!
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