Chapter 191
Mew had departed, but the inhabitants of the research institute remained thoroughly
immersed in the absolute awe brought by the Legendary Pokémon.
Xue Xu never anticipated that since meeting Lorze, the events unfolding around her
would become increasingly absurd.
As if those bug-tier research breakthroughs weren't enough, now he was dropping a
literal Legendary-tier bombshell on her?
Without a second thought, Xue Xu chose to upload the footage of Ho-Oh' s manifestation
straight to the Pokédex app, allowing the world to experience that Legendary awe,
instantly igniting another tidal wave of global discourse.
Watching the teenager in the video stand face-to-face with the overwhelmingly
oppressive phoenix, the only emotion left in people's hearts was pure admiration.
They had no choice but to admire him. Who could have predicted that after dropping the
Sun and Moon Eevees and Milotic, Researcher Lorze would pull a stunt of this
magnitude?
If this footage was authentic, it would represent humanity's first documented,
high-fidelity visual record of a Legendary Pokémon in modern history, right?
With the footage being this crystal clear, even Pokémon archaeologists would be forced
to pay attention to him now.
Are you telling me this guy isn't completely broken?
However, regarding Mew, Lorze instructed Auntie Xue and the others to keep her
existence strictly confidential. Given that Pokémon's unique nature—and the fact that
she seemed incredibly easy to manipulate—it was safer to keep humanity ignorant of her
presence.
Of course, that was a matter for later. After Mew vanished, Lorze stared intently at the
Rainbow Wing she had gifted him, studying it for quite some time.
This feather was exceptionally miraculous; even though its luster had faded entirely, a
distinct, warm sensation still radiated from it.
When Lorze held the feather up to the sunlight, he noticed that the very tip of the plume
still emitted a faint, rainbow-like shimmer.
No wonder it was called the Rainbow Wing; it truly was magical.
The only problem was that Mew clearly expected him to restore the feather's colors, but
she provided absolutely zero operational instructions on how to do so. What exactly was
he supposed to do?
This so-called "restoring the colors" obviously didn't mean grabbing a paintbrush and
coloring it in.
If his memory served him right, one of the Pokémon movies explicitly stated that if the
Rainbow Wing fell into the hands of an evil person, it would lose its color. Only someone
with a pure, righteous heart could restore its brilliance and grant Ho-Oh strength.
Based on the movie's lore, it was easy to deduce a profound biological link between
Ho-Oh and the Rainbow Wing. When Ho-Oh' s vitality flourished, the feather would
radiate dazzling, prismatic light.
Now that the feather's brilliance was dulled— yet not stained pitch-black by evilcorruption—it could only indicate that Ho-Oh's current vitality was dangerously frail,
right?
Otherwise, she absolutely wouldn't have dispatched Mew to select a "proxy" for her.
How could someone else possibly know what kind of person she preferred? Wouldn't it
be vastly superior to leisurely hand-pick a candidate herself?
Therefore, the current situation highly likely meant Ho-Oh was in a critical state for some
unknown reason, and Mew was banking on him to activate this feather, transmitting
power to Ho-Oh to pull her out of her crisis.
Lorze had no way of knowing if his deduction was accurate; he only knew that Mew had
definitively been fooled by his manipulation. Otherwise, why would she believe he was
the one capable of restoring the Rainbow Wing's radiance?
He'd be doing her a favor if he didn't turn this feather even blacker!
Lorze wasn't trying to stroke his own ego. He wouldn't say he had absolutely zero
connection to righteousness—at the very least, when it came to his Pokémon and his
family, he was incredibly dedicated and willing to sacrifice.
He could only say that his sliver of righteousness was... better than nothing.
If this feather was genuinely tied to Ho-Oh's survival and strictly required a righteous
soul to siphon power, leaving it in his possession was guaranteed to end in a
catastrophic disaster. Did his manipulation just accidentally sentence Mew to death?
This is bad. Am I actually about to crash and burn spectacularly?
He could only pray his hypothesis was wrong. Otherwise, he was going to indirectly
murder Mew, and she would undoubtedly hold him accountable.
For now, all he could do was safeguard the feather for Mew, intending to return it to her
whenever the opportunity arose.
Or perhaps he could help Mew locate a suitable candidate?
But... does a person as impossibly naive and pure as Ash from the anime actually exist in
the real world?
Kids these days, bombarded by the internet, were more devious than adults. Where the
hell was he supposed to find someone like that?
Lorze shook his head; this matter required a long-term strategy.
However, just as he was about to shift his focus, a massive commotion suddenly erupted
from the direction of the breeding center, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
"Mong! Mong!!!"
One of the Dittos—he couldn't tell which—suddenly let out a frantic, strained cry, and a
blinding light erupted from its body. This wasn't the Light of Evolution; it was the intense
luminescence generated when attempting to use Transform to mimic a significantly
higher-tier lifeform.
Yet, when the light faded, the resulting entity that appeared before everyone finally made
Elena understand what a true Shiny Fearow looked like...
Those patchy, disheveled feathers and chaotic, mismatched colors... no matter how you
looked at it, it was literally just a giant red Fearow.
Even the Ditto itself, catching a glimpse of its tattered appearance in a nearby mirror, was
utterly disgusted. Despite flapping its wings desperately, it couldn't even manage to lift
itself off the ground."Ditto, are you attempting to transform into a lifeform like Ho-Oh?" Lorze quickly walked
over.
"Mong! Mong!" Ditto nodded vigorously, its eyes burning with intense yearning.
For the Dittos residing in the laboratory, their daily lives were incredibly leisurely and
comfortable. Aside from occasionally cooperating with experimental procedures, they
practically had zero obligations. They spent every day lounging softly in the
climate-controlled rooms, utterly devoid of ambition.
But the moment it laid eyes on that iridescent silhouette bathed in sacred flames, it was
as if it had witnessed the most beautiful existence in the universe. That tiny, fragile soul
received a shock that struck at the very core of its being.
Even after Ho-Oh reverted to Mew, it remained trapped in that daze of absolute awe. The
seed of desire to become a perfect entity had firmly taken root in its tiny eyes.
However, after straining with all its might to replicate that form, it finally realized how
insignificantly microscopic its own life force truly was— it fundamentally lacked the
capacity to mimic an existence of that magnitude.
It felt dejected, but it couldn't mask its burning desire.
"In that case, do you want to become my Pokémon? I might be able to help you achieve
that dream,
" Lorze deployed his manipulation tactics once again.
"Mong! Mong!" Having lived a sheltered life, Ditto had zero concept of deceivers existing
in the world. The moment it heard its wish could be fulfilled, it immediately began
flapping and nodding frantically.
Of course, while Lorze was indeed manipulating it, he wouldn't make empty promises
about something he had zero confidence in achieving; doing so would guarantee a crash
and burn.
Relying solely on its own biology, it was absolutely impossible for Ditto to transform into
Ho-Oh. But didn't he literally possess the Rainbow Wing right in his hand?
The Rainbow Wing harbored Ho-Oh's power. As long as Ditto could utilize this energy to
catalyze its transformation, the success rate would naturally skyrocket.
Once he acquired the Life Orb and deciphered some of the secrets of Life Energy,
perhaps this dream wouldn't just be a fantasy anymore.
A Ditto capable of transforming into a Legendary Pokémon—if that monstrosity appeared
in the competitive arena, wouldn't the opponent piss themselves in terror?
The only operational issue was that Ditto was classified as a restricted Pokémon,
generally illegal for private ownership.
But that hurdle was negligible. Setting aside the fact that he was officially registered as a
Researcher at SMU and could easily carry it under the pretext of studying the specimen...
...wasn't the Chief President of the Trainer Association his very own, thoroughly "plowed"
Mother-in-law now? Pulling some strings to secure a tiny Ditto would be completely
effortless.
One had to admit, having connections in high places felt incredibly comfortable~
.
Chapter 192
With Ditto officially secured, Lorze's "Pokémon Waifu-fication" project could finally be
scheduled for deployment.There were two primary protocols for Waifu-fication: the first was utilizing the Trace
Ability to copy Ditto's Imposter Ability, and the second was using Mimic to copy the
Transform move directly.
Generally speaking, an Ability-based modification was fundamentally more potent than a
move-based one, though proficiency levels also factored in.
Since Gardevoir heavily prioritized Ability-based combat, utilizing the Ability method for
her transformation was obviously optimal.
However, Milotic and Mawile lacked her intense level of Ability-control mastery, so it was
wiser to start them off using the Transform move protocol.
"Milotic, for our first transformation attempt, we aren't aiming for absolute perfection. As
long as the structural shift succeeds, it's a win. Pick one of Xue Yi or the others as your
target and attempt a humanoid transformation first,
" Lorze suggested.
Pokémon Waifu-fication was a domain he had always wanted to explore but had never
actively researched, so he wasn't entirely certain of the success rate.
After all, the anatomical architectures of humans and Pokémon were vastly divergent.
This divergence didn't merely refer to external silhouettes; it pertained to the fundamental
biological composition of their bodies.
To a certain degree, Pokémon functioned as energy-based lifeforms. They could sustain
themselves purely by absorbing elemental energy corresponding to their typing, and they
didn't necessarily possess organs like a functional heart.
For instance, Gardevoir canonically lacked a physical "heart.
" It was theorized that the
crimson, fin-like horn on her chest— used for perceiving Emotional Energy— was the
physical manifestation of her heart.
As a side note, many people were curious if fucking a Gardevoir meant getting painfully
stabbed by that chest horn.
In reality, no, it didn't. Gardevoir's Egg Group classification included the Amorphous
group, meaning her biological structure possessed slime-like, highly malleable
properties.
Therefore, the red horn on her chest was actually quite soft— almost as soft as her
breasts~
.
Conversely, the human body operated on an incredibly delicate, hyper-precise biological
architecture. If a single organ malfunctioned, the entire system collapsed.
Thus, whether Milotic could successfully assume a functional human form without a
baseline comprehension of human anatomy was a massive variable.
But even if it wasn't a perfect 1:1 replica, it didn't matter. As long as she possessed a
humanoid exterior and retained the capacity to experience sexual pleasure "down there,
"
she'd probably be satisfied.
However, a flawed, makeshift transformation like that definitely ruled out the possibility of
normal conception.
Regardless, Gardevoir absolutely refused to settle for a makeshift form; if there was a
chance, she was definitely going to get pregnant.
"Muuu~ (Understood!)"
Receiving the order, Milotic immediately moved into action. Her gaze swept across Lorze'
s extensive harem, eventually locking onto Anna.Among the group, the Xue mother-daughter pair and the Elena mother-daughter pair
boasted the highest aesthetic ratings. The reason she specifically chose Anna was
because her blonde hair better matched Milotic's upper-body coloration.
Milotic then initiated the Transform move, while Lorze immediately engaged Telepathic
Resonance to assist her processing.
Through his psychic perception, Lorze rapidly deciphered the fundamental mechanics of
the Transform move. So this is how it operates???
The moment Milotic triggered Transform, Lorze distinctly sensed a ring of mysterious,
invisible ripples project outward from her body. Upon colliding with Anna, the ripples
bounced back.
Immediately following this, Milotic's biology began to shift uncontrollably.
The rebounding ripples seemingly carried Anna's genetic blueprint, actively inducing a
violent, yet reversible, genetic mutation within Milotic's cellular structure.
Milotic became light. Her body was enveloped in a relatively dim, white glow. When the
light faded, a blonde woman bearing a noticeable resemblance to Anna stood before
everyone.
"Muuu?"
Milotic-Anna hurriedly inspected her new body. She noticed her field of vision had shifted
drastically, and her motor controls felt incredibly awkward.
After all, prior to this, she had spent her entire life as a fish or a serpent. The mechanics of
bipedal locomotion were completely alien to her. For a moment, she couldn't even
maintain her balance, hurriedly grabbing onto Lorze for support.
"Muuu~ (How do I look?)"
Milotic asked nervously. It seemed that even in human form, she couldn't instantly
override her vocal cords to speak human language.
"Not bad... I'd say it's about a 50% resemblance. Achieving this on your first try is
already quite impressive. But why are you stark naked? Remember to manifest clothes
next time,
" Lorze offered his critique.
Milotic' s bodily proportions were virtually identical to Anna' s, and her skin felt incredibly
realistic to the touch. It completely shattered his assumption that a lack of anatomical
knowledge would cause the transformation to fail.
It was just that the intricate facial details fell vastly short of the original Anna' s refinement,
making her look like a budget-tier replica at best.
And the most critical flaw: she couldn't manifest clothing. Without the capacity to
generate integrated clothing, he definitely wouldn't dare let Milotic transform in public.
But these were minor technicalities. In his eyes, these were issues that could be resolved
through repetitive practice. What genuinely commanded his attention was the mysterious
ripple Milotic emitted when initiating the transformation.
Operating under Telepathic Resonance at the time, he had felt it vividly: for a split second,
they had entered an incredibly profound state. It felt as though, even with their eyes
closed, they could perceive the exact presence and micro-movements of everyone in the
room.
The reason was that Milotic wasn't the only one emitting these ripples. Every single
person, every single object, radiated a unique frequency, and these frequenciescontained the fundamental data of the entity. That was how Milotic was able to replicate
the target's form purely by receiving the rebounding ripple.
Does that sound a bit too abstract?
Let's rephrase it using a concept everyone is much more familiar with.
Every single entity existing in this world, whether organic or inorganic, possessed its own
unique Aura.
And the true mechanic behind the Transform move appeared to be the capacity to read
the data encoded within a target's Aura, utilizing that blueprint to overwrite one's own
cellular structure.
This perfectly explained why only Mew and Ditto possessed the Transform move. Ditto
was highly likely a hyper-budget, degraded clone of Mew, and calling Mew the supreme
avatar of Aura wouldn't be an exaggeration.
If Ho-Oh's proxy was the Rainbow Hero...
...then Mew's proxy was the Aura Guardian.
Lorze never anticipated that he would stumble upon the ultimate truth of Aura through
studying the Transform move.
What surprised him even more was the realization that Aura, much like True Qi, did not
belong to the standard elemental energy typing. It was an intrinsic property naturally
possessed by all matter in the universe.
This implied that since Lorze was capable of cultivating his own True Qi, he was
biologically capable of awakening his own Aura. And the catalyst for that awakening
likely lay buried within the mechanics of the Transform move.
Furthermore, the operational frequency of Aura was strikingly similar to True Qi. It
projected a distinct impression: True Qi was the "external, kinetic manifestation of Life
Energy,
" while Aura was the "internal, hidden data signature of Life Energy.
"
If he could organically synthesize True Qi and Aura, he and Gardevoir might genuinely
catch a glimpse of the ultimate truth behind Life Energy.
Thinking of this, a surge of adrenaline rushed through Lorze. He couldn't wait to get his
hands on the Life Orb!
If this theoretical model could be validated, not only would Ditto's dream of transforming
into Ho-Oh become a reality, but his Gardevoir might genuinely possess a viable path to
ascending into a Mythical entity!
Compared to this breakthrough, his degenerate desire to fuck Waifu-fied Pokémon felt
like a childish joke. He was utterly consumed by the urge to dissect Life Energy
immediately!
Of course, talk is cheap. If he wanted to awaken Aura, he still needed his Pokémon to
execute Transform multiple times so he could continuously study and internalize that
specific sensory state.
At that moment, Anna stomped over, highly dissatisfied, taking immense offense at
Lorze's earlier critique!
"How does she look 50% like me? Stop talking out of your ass, alright? She doesn't even
look 10% like me! Milotic, come over here. Your eyeshadow isn't supposed to look like
that, and the bridge of your nose is completely the wrong width!" Seeing someone
mangle her face this badly, Anna angrily dragged Milotic over to the mirror to offeraggressive cosmetic corrections.
Lorze looked completely dumbfounded. Are you girls really this hyper-aware of your own
facial micro-details?
To his eyes, there was barely any difference at all, right?
At that moment, Umbreon sneaked a glance at Xue Yi. Speaking of which, she also knew
Mimic. Should she try a transformation too?
If she transformed into her Master and crawled into Lorze's bed to fuck him, would that
classify as NTR?
Cuck! Cuck them all! Why else did you think she was a Dark-type Pokémon!
Thus, Umbreon also became light, transforming into a partial replica of Xue Yi. She
immediately dove into Lorze' s chest and kissed him aggressively, causing Xue Yi' s eye
to twitch violently at the sight.
Chapter 193
In order to fully comprehend the power of Aura, Lorze spent the following hours locked in
a passionate, continuous kiss with Gardevoir.
What? You ask what researching Aura has to do with making out?
Well, there was no direct correlation. The research methodology simply consisted of
having Gardevoir repeatedly use Transform, while he maintained deep physical and
mental contact to intensely perceive the Aura emissions during the microsecond the
transformation triggered.
Admittedly, this repetitive process was slightly tedious. Consequently, Lorze simply
instructed Gardevoir to transform into Cynthia based on the idealized image in his mind.
The moment the transformation succeeded, he immediately pinned her to the bed.
Mathematically speaking, wasn't this basically equivalent to fucking Cynthia?
And let me tell you, staring down at a face bearing a 70% resemblance to the legendary
Champion caused Lorze' s sexual interest to absolutely skyrocket. He gradually forgot all
about researching Aura and began ruthlessly, relentlessly plowing into her.
It wasn't until Gardevoir gently reminded him that they were supposed to be working that
the two of them resumed their "research,
" all while maintaining their intimately
intertwined posture.
This "research" lasted for three solid days.
During these three days, under Anna's meticulous, hands-on cosmetic guidance, Milotic
finally managed to achieve an 80-to-90% visual resemblance to Anna.
Subsequently, she performed some custom "modding" on the baseline template,
integrating distinct biological traits from her Pokémon heritage into the human form.
For instance, she overlaid iridescent, beautiful scales across her porcelain neck and
shoulders, radiating a distinct "Monster Girl" aesthetic that Lorze absolutely adored.
The only drawback was that she still struggled to maintain this heavily modded human
form under extreme stress. Every night, halfway through their intense lovemaking, the
overwhelming carnal stimulation would shatter her concentration, forcing her to violently
revert back into a giant serpent.
Can you imagine the sensation of passionately railing a gorgeous woman, only for her to
suddenly morph into a massive, seven-meter-long python mid-thrust?Lorze could only say... it was actually quite thrilling~
.
Meanwhile, Mawile had also been practicing Transform.
However, she harbored zero desire to turn into a beautiful woman to fuck her Master.
Since she couldn't rely on evolution to forcefully mature her biology, her current mentality
remained locked as a three- or four-year-old child; she completely lacked the capacity to
comprehend adult matters.
Mawile simply viewed transforming as a fun game. She quickly bonded with Ditto, who
shared a similar "age group,
" and the two became fast playmates.
Ditto, having finally received the Rainbow Wing she had dreamed of day and night,
began absorbing the Aura residue embedded in the feather to fuel her transformation.
The result exactly aligned with Lorze' s expectations: her transformation successfully
upgraded from the "Shiny Fearow" tier... to the "Mega Fearow" tier.
Please, I'm begging you—can you look closely at what Ho-Oh actually looks like before
you transform? It's looking less and less like her every time!
It was evident that Ditto would require a massive amount of time to fully decode the Aura
signature left on the feather.
Three days later, President Murong delivered the long-awaited Life Orb, along with the
officially approved Secret Realm exploration clearances Lorze had requested.
Wasn't Lorze officially registered as a Researcher?
As long as he operated under the pretense of "conducting scientific field surveys,
" he
was granted unrestricted access to all non-restricted Secret Realms nationwide.
The restricted Secret Realms were either classified as catastrophic hazard zones or
actively contained Ultra Wormholes; she absolutely refused to let Lorze wander into
those death traps.
"Are you preparing to depart for the Secret Realms immediately?" President Murong
asked, lying intimately in his embrace the morning after another night of passionate
lovemaking.
"Not quite yet. I plan to head home first. It's been nearly two months since I left; if I don't
go back soon, the women at home are going to start harboring severe resentment,
"
Lorze shook his head, feeling no rush to deploy.
Once he entered a Secret Realm, the expedition would likely consume a massive block
of time. He intended to visit his mother first, and more importantly, he needed to retrieve
Pheromosa.
If he could manipulate Pheromosa into acting as his personal bodyguard, he could
wander through the Secret Realms however he pleased without worrying about safety.
But speaking of Pheromosa... he had completely ghosted her for two straight months. He
had no idea if she was throwing a massive temper tantrum...
It seemed he would have to dedicate some serious time to coaxing that temperamental
Ultra Beast once he returned.
"My recommendation is to ensure you are completely prepared before entering. The
outer perimeters of Secret Realms usually feature supply depots, so rationing isn't a
massive concern; packing a week's worth of food is generally sufficient. The true hazards
in the wild are venomous insects, toxic vipers, and... Pokémon Hunters,
" President
Murong deliberately emphasized the critical dangers, fully aware he lacked wildernesssurvival experience.
"Pokémon Hunters can actually smuggle themselves into Secret Realms?" Lorze was
slightly confused. Weren't Secret Realms strictly regulated military zones?
"That entirely depends on the classification of the Secret Realm. Realms that are
unexploited or haven't fully synchronized with Blue Star's spatial fabric usually only
feature a handful of fragile spatial rifts acting as entry points. These are relatively easy to
regulate; you simply lock down the rifts. But for Secret Realms that have perfectly fused
with Blue Star, entry is possible from virtually anywhere. Relying solely on Pokémon
Rangers is mathematically insufficient to stop smuggling,
" President Murong shook her
head.
The reality inside Secret Realms was vastly more complex than the public perceived.
Because they were overflowing with premium resources—including S-Tier Berries rarely
seen on the open market, high-purity elemental crystals, and massive populations of rare
Pokémon—there was an endless supply of criminals blinded by greed willing to risk their
lives.
The core issue was China's colossal territorial mass and diverse geographical
environments, resulting in an absurdly high volume and variety of Secret Realms
manifesting within its borders. Even if the entire national population was drafted to serve
as Rangers, it likely wouldn't be enough to fully secure even a handful of them.
Furthermore, the existence of supernatural biological entities like Pokémon made
smuggling operations for both domestic and foreign criminals incredibly easy. Therefore,
bumping into foreign poachers deep inside a domestic Secret Realm wasn't even
considered unusual.
Currently, China only maintained heavy military garrisons at the three largest Secret
Realms. Among them was the Meteor Falls Secret Realm, hailed as the Dragon Vein of
China. It was unequivocally the most famous habitat for Dragon-type Pokémon
domestically, and arguably globally.
To this day, the government hadn't managed to fully map out exactly how many
subterranean caverns existed within Meteor Falls, nor how many Dragon-types remained
hidden; new discoveries were reported constantly.
Everyone knew the astronomical market value of Dragon-type Pokémon, which meant
the influx of poachers into Meteor Falls could never be fully eradicated.
These poachers were absolute psychopaths. Their targets weren't limited to wild
Pokémon; the rare partners owned by passing Trainers were equally valid prey.
If you encountered poachers in the wild, your best option was to bypass them entirely. If
evasion was impossible, your optimal strategy was to instantly launch a lethal strike
against the enemy Trainer.
Yes, attack the Trainer directly!
That was the absolute core rule of wilderness combat.
When Lorze entered the wild, the entities he needed to be most vigilant against weren't
Pokémon; they were humans.
However, she was relatively confident in Lorze ' s combat metrics. After all, he was
technically an Elite-tier Trainer. With his cheat codes active, his Gardevoir could crush
Veteran-tier opponents, and if she couldn't win, she could always use Teleport to escape.Safety wasn't a major concern.
Unless he ran into a Master-tier opponent, which would undoubtedly be lethal.
But Master-tier poachers were exceedingly rare. Anyone who reached that tier
possessed endless avenues to generate wealth; there was zero logical reason for them to
engage in such filthy, high-risk labor.
Still, there was always the odd Master-tier individual driven by pure greed, deciding that
poaching yielded faster capital. Nothing was absolute.
Because of this risk, the majority of domestic Secret Realms had at least one Master-tier
figure permanently stationed within them. These individuals guarded the realms
generation after generation, known as the "Forest Guardian Lineages,
" and were granted
priority access to the realm's resources.
If Lorze encountered a catastrophic threat in the wild that he couldn't resolve, he could
seek sanctuary with them.
Chapter 194
President Murong briefed Lorze extensively on wilderness survival protocols to ensure he
didn't walk into any fatal traps.
In the wild, stepping into the wrong trap could easily cost you your life.
After concluding her lecture, President Murong joyfully received a heavy, internal
injection of fish-skin eggs, finally returning to her duties completely satisfied.
The time for Lorze's return journey had finally arrived. Having been separated from his
mother and the others for two months, he missed them intensely.
Thus, Lorze summoned Elena and the others that very night, hosting a massive farewell
orgy inside the research institute. It wasn't until late the following morning that he
crawled out from the pile of his wives' naked bodies and boarded the high-speed rail
home.
By late afternoon, Lorze arrived back at his house, deciding to launch a surprise attack
on his mother.
Mother Li happened to be sitting on the toilet when Lorze abruptly teleported directly in
front of her, giving her a massive fright.
But before she could even process the shock, he lunged forward, sealing her lips with a
forceful kiss, causing her to uncontrollably release a torrential flood of water right into the
bowl.
Long after the deed was done, mother and son remained locked in a tight embrace, far
too blissful to separate.
"Mom, I'm home~
,
" Lorze sent via telepathy while pinning his mother to the toilet seat in
a heated kiss.
"Who barges directly into the bathroom to see their mother? I genuinely thought a
criminal had broken in,
" Mother Li clung tightly to her son's body. While the initial shock
had been genuine, the moment she realized her precious son had returned, she had
immediately parted her legs to eagerly welcome his invasion.
Separated from her son for two months, her entire body had been plagued by an
unbearable, maddening itch. Driven mad by thirst, she had resorted to staring at his
photos to manually relieve her needs, or occasionally finding warmth in Auntie Roxanne's embrace.
But that kind of synthetic warmth could never satisfy their primal hunger for a man's
touch; they had lived every single day in the agonizing torment of awaiting his return.
Yet she refused to call and demand he come home, knowing perfectly well that her son'
s affairs were critically important. As a mother, she absolutely refused to become a
burden dragging him down.
She could only resort to frequently spacing out while sitting on the toilet, her mind filled
entirely with thoughts of her son. Sometimes she would sit there completely dazed for
over an hour; anyone unaware might have assumed she had been assassinated in the
bathroom.
Fortunately, she finally managed to welcome her son back before she "starved" to death.
Her parched, barren fields finally received the nourishing downpour of spring rain,
causing her entire complexion to instantly radiate a vibrant, renewed glow.
Ah~
, this feels so incredibly good. It's been far too long since I've tasted the shameful
ecstasy of relieving myself while being violently pinned and dominated by my own son.
That sensation was both impossibly forbidden and utterly delicious.
"I was just so desperate to see you, which naturally turned me into an absolute mommy's
boy, didn't it?" Lorze kissed his mother deeply, preparing to initiate his next plunging
assault.
"Mommy was the one desperate to see you. Mommy never wants to be separated from
you ever again,
" Mother Li gazed at him with absolute devotion and overwhelming lust.
"Then I'll never leave. I will ensure Mommy remains blissfully happy until the very end~
"
.
"Mmm~
"
.
Mother Li's eyes seemed to carry words she wanted to express, but overwhelmed by
how intensely she had missed him, she couldn't bear to let him pull away just yet.
Swallowing her words, she surrendered entirely to the overwhelming euphoria her son
was relentlessly pounding into her.
It wasn't until she had climaxed time and time again, her physical dependency on him
deepening to an absolute extreme, that she finally managed to tear her lips away from his,
terrified that continuing the marathon would ruin important matters.
"Baby~
, let's pause for a moment. Mommy actually has something important to tell you.
"
Mother Li spoke, looking as though she was desperately fighting the urge to kiss him
again.
"What could possibly be so important that it can't wait until we're completely satisfied?"
Lorze ignored her, diving back in for another kiss.
"It's regarding your Pokémon, Pheromosa. While you were gone, she seemed to fall into
a severe depression. She locked herself in her room and refused to eat the Pokéblocks
prepared for her. It was only when Little Ruo forcefully barged in and insisted on treating
her like a sister that her emotions finally stabilized. You need to go check on her
immediately,
" Mother Li, forced to endure his kissing, could only relay the message via
telepathy.
"Ah, Pheromosa... I really did completely neglect her recently,
" Lorze sighed.
"Listen to me. Your career is undeniably important, but you absolutely cannot abandon
your women entirely, do you understand?""I understand perfectly. Isn't that exactly why I'm currently dedicating all my attention to
servicing my most important woman?"
"You wicked little monster~
"
.
Feeling her wicked son resuming his aggressive thrusts, showing zero intention of
checking on Pheromosa, Mother Li felt a wave of helplessness.
Yet, hearing her son declare her his most important woman triggered a sudden surge of
intense selfishness, fueling a deep desire to monopolize his body just a little longer.
Ultimately, she couldn't bear to push him away, and the two plunged right back into a
passionate, incestuous marathon.
After two more torrential deliveries of fish-skin eggs were deposited deep inside her, the
two of them were completely physically incapable of separating on their own, drowning
entirely in the profound "familial love" shared between mother and son.
Fortunately, Auntie Roxanne barged in at that exact moment, finally discovering the
mother and son secretly feasting on each other, which quickly drew the entire household
in to spectate.
Only after being forcefully reduced to a squirting mess by her son in front of the entire
family was the mother-son duo finally willing to exit the bathroom.
However, Lorze didn't immediately turn his attention to the pouncing Auntie Roxanne
and the others. He instructed them to head to the living room and start a warm-up orgy,
promising to join them the second he finished coaxing Pheromosa.
Thus, Lorze pushed open the door to Pheromosa's room, finding her and Little Ruo
actively teaming up in a video game.
Pheromosa was actually wearing a set of human clothes, her long silver hair tied back
neatly. It was highly likely Little Ruo, who loved playing dress-up, had styled her.
He had to admit, the outfit suited her perfectly. Especially with her silver hair tied back, it
was almost impossible to identify her original biological design.
Normally, Pheromosa would have violently rejected such humanoid attire. But she
couldn't withstand the adorable Little Ruo constantly calling her "Big Sister" and insisting
that "clothes make the woman"
—claiming that if she wanted to attract a man, she had to
dress beautifully.
What do you mean,
'attract a man'?! Who wants to attract him?!
That garbage man had promised he would come keep her company every single night.
But what happened?
Two months! He had vanished completely for two whole months!
Thanks to her exposure to the internet, Pheromosa finally understood exactly what kind
of biological entity a "man" was. As the saying goes, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost;
she swore she would absolutely never fall for that bastard's lies again!
"Little Ruo, you're here,
" Lorze called out to his sister.
Both figures in the room instantly snapped their heads toward him. But unlike Little Ruo,
who immediately squealed and dove excitedly into his arms, Pheromosa let out a cold
snort and immediately snapped her head away, her displeasure explicitly written across
her face.
"Big Bro! You ' re finally back!" Little Ruo cheered, burying her face happily into her
brother's chest."Big Bro has been incredibly busy lately. Did you watch my tournament matches?"
"I did, I did! I watched them with Sister Pheromosa! Big Bro was so amazing, and Milotic
was incredibly beautiful! I want one too!"
"Alright~
, I'll buy you a Feebas later.
"
"Yay~! Well, since Big Bro is back, I'll leave you to team up with Sister Pheromosa. My
mechanics are kinda trash, and I keep dragging her down. Please carry her for me~
"
.
"It's fine, I' m sure Pheromosa doesn't mind you dragging her down. But leave the rest to
Big Bro.
"
"Mhm! Good luck, Big Bro! And Sister Pheromosa, stop being such a tsundere!"
Little Ruo delivered a highly sensible parting remark, instantly sprinting out of the room
and slamming the door shut behind her.
In reality, she didn't run far; she immediately pressed her ear against the door to
eavesdrop.
Pheromosa: "
"
...
Pheromosa's face instantly turned pitch-black. What do you mean, tsundere?!
Who the hell is being a tsundere?!
Whose side are you actually on?!
That single word,
"tsundere,
" instantly shattered the cold, aloof expression Pheromosa
had prepared, replacing it with overwhelming awkwardness. Her face burned bright red
with sheer anger at her cheap little sister. Unable to decide what to do, she threw herself
face-first onto the sofa, burying her head deep beneath a pillow.
She looked exactly like a furious girlfriend refusing to acknowledge a single word Lorze
had to say.
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Pheromosa acted exactly like an ostrich, burying her head under the pillow to hide from
Lorze, explicitly broadcasting her intense displeasure.
But the harder she tried to display her resentment this way, the more Lorze felt absolutely
confident the situation was under his control.
If she didn't harbor genuine feelings for him, why would she be sulking exactly like a
neglected girlfriend?
She wouldn't give a damn how long he'd been gone, right?
This made things incredibly simple. As long as he occupied a space in her heart, she was
mathematically incapable of escaping his manipulation!
Thus, Lorze approached the sofa, leaning over from behind and pressing his body down
against Pheromosa's back.
"Pheromosa, I missed you~
,
" Lorze slipped instantly into his fuckboy persona, leading
with sweet, intoxicating lies.
"Get out!" Pheromosa actually snapped back in human language, burning with rage.
Hearing that line infuriated her. He hadn't returned home for two solid months, and he
had the audacity to claim he missed her?
So you just sat around 'missing' me for two straight months, did you?
But you deliberately refused to come home, right?
You were probably 'missing' me while actively fucking around in other women's beds,weren't you?!
Who the fuck are you trying to fool? Do you think I haven't figured out exactly how
depraved you men are?
He had sworn he would spend every single night gaming with her. She didn't expect him
to literally fulfill that to the letter, but the absolute minimum was showing up every few
days! It turned out everything men said were absolute lies!
"Huh? You learned how to speak human language?" Lorze was genuinely surprised to
hear that perfectly enunciated, albeit slightly accented,
"Get out!"
Pokémon were indeed biologically capable of learning human speech; Team Rocket's
Meowth was the prime example. But Pheromosa had only been in the human world for
roughly half a year. How had she mastered an entire language so rapidly?
Is this the terrifying talent of a Champion-tier entity?
What Lorze didn't know was that Pheromosa had only picked up the language
incidentally to optimize her internet browsing and to communicate smoothly with Little
Ruo while gaming.
She had literally just learned it casually!
"Hmph! Who gave you permission to hold me? Did you forget you are merely a servant?
Get off me immediately!" Pheromosa scolded him emotionally.
"I won't let go. A Trainer holding his future Pokémon is perfectly justified.
"
"Who said I was your future Pokémon?! Stop being so arrogant. What kind of Trainer
abandons their Pokémon for two whole months?"
"If you're asking if anyone does that, I' m pretty sure they do. But I didn't abandon you on
purpose, okay? Everything I did was for your sake~
"
.
"Heh. Keep spinning your lies. I'd love to hear what kind of cheap, trashy romantic lines
you're going to vomit this time.
"
"You even know the term 'trashy romantic lines' now? It seems the internet has
corrupted you quite thoroughly. But that's not what I was going to say. My departure this
time was genuinely for your benefit. You know I was participating in a tournament, right?"
"You participating in a tournament that has absolutely nothing to do with me is supposed
to be 'for my sake'?" Pheromosa glared at him coldly, completely immune to his bullshit.
"Sigh... There are certain realities I initially didn't want to burden you with, fearing it would
sound like moral kidnapping. But since you've lived here for over half a year, you must
have realized how astronomically expensive it is to cultivate a Pokémon, right?" Seeing
his romantic manipulation blocked, Lorze pivoted seamlessly into a guilt-tripping
strategy.
"What does the difficulty of cultivating a Pokémon have to do with me? I don't need you
to cultivate me,
" Pheromosa replied indifferently.
Over the past six months, she had indeed gained a profound understanding of a different
kind of brutality within human society. At the very least, she saw endless online
complaints about abysmal wages, brutal working hours, arbitrary wage deductions,
skyrocketing housing prices, and the suffocating costs of raising Pokémon. If a man
didn't own a house, a car, and premium Pokémon, getting married was practically a
mathematical impossibility.
Yet society simultaneously pressured men to marry and have children just a few yearsout of university. Before their careers were even stable, they were expected to magically
generate the capital for a house, a car, and Pokémon to support a family— which
essentially required an annual income of millions.
Conversely, while many women didn't necessarily have jobs after graduation and faced
zero financial pressure to prepare for marriage, they firmly believed a man earning
millions a year was the absolute bare minimum standard. What kind of living hell was
this?!
Pheromosa had seen countless female-oriented videos complaining about how society
was unfair to them. Even though it was a universal standard that "ladies go first" and
"men pay the bill,
" they still cried about inequality.
The most frequent complaint was unequal employment opportunities. Well, the inequality
was certainly real. In grueling, bottom-tier sectors that provided the vast majority of jobs
—like food delivery, coal mining, steelworking, and factory assembly lines—the female
demographic was practically nonexistent. Even though these sectors were openly hiring
women and constantly suffered from labor shortages, almost no women applied. Who
was to blame for that?
The other major complaint was unfair promotion opportunities, which Pheromosa found
to be the ultimate delusion. Even as an Ultra Beast who had just integrated into human
society, she knew that promotions were never based on gender, nor were they based on
raw competence. They were based entirely on whether you were related to the boss!
Did you think the boss was sterile or something? Why the hell would they give a Manager
or Director position to a stranger instead of their own family?
In Pheromosa's eyes,
"society is unfair to women" was the single greatest contemporary
delusion.
How the hell did Lorze manage to survive in such a high-pressure, suffocating
environment?
If she were in his shoes, she would much rather return to the Ultra Space and live in a
constant state of mutual slaughter. At least there, raw power was the only absolute truth.
"Pheromosa, don't be fooled by the size of this house. Our family is massive. If every
single member requires Pokémon cultivation, the overhead costs are astronomical. Even
for me, providing for this many people is exhausting. Add to that the requirement of
supplying you with an unlimited volume of Pokéblocks, and I was genuinely reaching my
operational limit,
" Lorze initiated his "pity-farming" mode.
"Heh. So now you're complaining that I eat too much, is that it?" Pheromosa felt slightly
uncomfortable under his guilt trip and could only resort to complaining.
"I'm not complaining, but the sheer volume of your consumption is an objective reality.
Those Pokéblocks are synthesized from premium Berries; a single cube costs hundreds
or thousands of dollars. You consume over ten thousand cubes a day. If I want to afford
to feed you, I naturally have to work much harder, don't I? The tournament I entered
offered a two-million-dollar prize pool. Are you saying I should have ignored it?" Lorze
continued to lay the guilt on thick.
"
...That still doesn't justify abandoning me. You could have brought me with you,
"
Pheromosa's tone softened significantly. How could she not know how catastrophically
ruinous a woman burning tens of thousands of dollars a day was to an ordinary family?Even she thought the $100 micro-transactions in her video games were an absolute
scam.
Did she really eat and spend that much?
"I genuinely didn't anticipate the tournament dragging on for so long. Besides, did you
forget? You still aren't officially registered as my Pokémon. I legally couldn't bring you
onto the high-speed rail,
" Hearing her tone soften, Lorze instantly knew she had
swallowed his manipulation whole. His lips curled into a subtle smirk.
"Don't think saying that means I'll agree to go register with you...
" Pheromosa muttered.
"It' s fine. Until you are fully willing, I will patiently stay by your side and provide for you~
"
,
Lorze removed her pillow, whispering softly into her ear.
"Hmph. I'll trust you one last time.
"
"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty~
"
.
"Stop calling me that, it's mortifying.
"
"Then... thank you for your understanding, my beloved wife~
"
.
"
"
...
Pheromosa's gorgeous face flushed a brilliant shade of crimson.
I must be under the influence of Lorze's Cute Charm. Otherwise, why would I develop
this kind of emotion toward a human? How could I possibly... Mmph!
Lorze didn't care what she was thinking. He immediately turned her body around, pulled
her tightly against him face-to-face, lowered his head, and kissed her deeply.