"So big brother is here for the cave too~"
After listening to Wade's explanation, the emerald-haired gentlewoman's fair face bloomed with surprised realization. She had assumed he was simply a lost Trainer—she never expected they shared the same destination. What a wonderful coincidence!
The discovery sparked an immediate warmth in Yamei's chest. Her already gentle deep-green eyes softened further, misting slightly as her address grew more intimate.
Sister Yami, he'd called her. It felt... nice.
"Well then." Wade considered for a moment before speaking. "When we reach the cave at Mt. Coronet, we'll split everything fifty-fifty."
"Oh, no no—I couldn't possibly—"
Yamei's cheeks flushed. She shook her head instinctively, ready to refuse.
She'd only wanted the Oval Stone—the item that would evolve her beloved Happiny. When she'd asked for his help, she'd explicitly offered him everything else in exchange. To go back on her word now would be unthinkable.
Before she could voice her refusal, a warm hand settled gently on her head.
Her protest died in her throat.
The flush on her cheeks deepened impossibly. If steam could rise from blushes, she would be producing clouds. Though she was clearly older than the black-haired youth before her, in this moment she felt like a flustered little sister—completely at his mercy.
"Don't refuse yet. I haven't finished."
Wade's voice was kind but firm.
"In exchange, if you ever come across treasure maps that might interest me, I'd like an invitation to join you."
He paused, letting the offer settle.
It was only fair. Without Yamei's map, they'd never find the cave on their own. Offering her only a single stone for such vital assistance would be ungenerous—and Wade preferred to build partnerships, not burn bridges.
Besides, he was genuinely interested in her profession.
If he remembered correctly, this gentlewoman with the "dangerous" hairstyle had appeared in the anime searching for something called Terrific Sweet Honey—a substance produced by special Vespiquen swarms, tens of thousands of times sweeter than ordinary honey. If he could secure some, processed into farm products alongside his Moomoo Milk brand? The possibilities were exciting.
The current cave treasure was valuable, yes. But it was finite. A one-time resource. Terrific Sweet Honey, properly cultivated, could generate income for years.
This is a profitable trade.
"Okay~! No problem!"
Yamei's eyelashes fluttered like feathers in a breeze. Relieved by his reasonable terms, she nodded eagerly, her earlier embarrassment fading into bright acceptance.
She wasn't one to overcomplicate things. Her initial refusal had been about keeping her word—not taking advantage. With Wade's counteroffer, everything felt balanced. Fair. Right.
Grrrrrrr.
A soft sound broke the comfortable silence.
Not loud, but unmistakably clear.
"Hoo... hoot~"
Yamei ducked her head, one slender hand pressing self-consciously to her lower abdomen. Beneath her bangs, her cheeks burned.
Wade's smile was gentle.
"Come eat with us. The cave will wait."
"Th-thank you so much~!"
After Lunch – The Teleport
Well-fed and ready, the treasure hunt officially began.
"Gardevoir. Your turn."
"Gar~"
Ms. Gardevoir accepted the map from her Trainer and closed her beautiful eyes. Pink-purple psychic energy emanated from her slender form, spreading outward like ripples on a still lake.
A moment passed. Then the waves retracted, and her eyes opened—precise location locked.
"Sister Yami. Hold on tight."
Wade reached for the gentlewoman beside him.
"Wait—wait a minute?!"
The sensation of her feet leaving solid ground, the sudden weightlessness—Yamei's first experience with Teleport was clearly overwhelming. She gasped, squeezed her eyes shut, and wrapped her fair arms tightly around the black-haired youth.
"Gar~"
Gardevoir's clear chant rang out.
In the span of a few heartbeats, the lush, sun-dappled Hiyori Forest vanished. In its place: darkness. Depth. The cool, still air of an underground cavern.
"Na~!"
Alcremie, ever curious, popped from her Poké Ball and began exploring immediately, her tiny form a pale blur in the gloom.
Somewhere in the depths, movement stirred. The cave's inhabitants had noticed the intrusion.
Flap. Flap. Flap.
Two, then three Zubat emerged from the darkness, their agitated cries echoing off stone walls.
The adventure had begun.
They followed the initial rocky corridor deeper into the cave. Countless mottled scratches covered the uneven stone walls—ancient markings that seemed less like random damage and more like deliberate inscription. This was no ordinary cave. These felt like ruins.
Wade gently set down the flushed Yamei, who had yet to fully recover from the teleportation embrace. He allowed himself a brief, private moment to appreciate the discovery: Sister or not, her skin really is impossibly smooth.
Then he refocused.
"Gardevoir. Everyone. Spread out and search. We meet back here when we're done."
With multiple passages branching deeper into the mountain, splitting into两组 made sense. Yamei nodded agreement, and they parted ways.
"Bruu~!"
Minutes later, Tinkaton came barreling back, triumphantly waving a stone she'd extracted from a hidden crevice.
Wade examined it—black as deepest night, faintly shimmering. He smiled and ruffled the little one's head.
"Excellent. This is a Dusk Stone."
The cave's treasures were surprising him. Common evolution stones like Fire, Water, and Thunder were scarce here. Instead, rarer items dominated—Dusk Stones, Dawn Stones, and other specialized evolution tools.
Another stone arrived via Alcremie. Then another.
Wade's excitement grew. "At current market value... this haul could fetch two to three million League coins."
Opportunities like this were rare. But moments like this? Far more enjoyable than planting Leppa grain.
"Meow~"
Skitty had found something.
An uneven stone, pulsing with soft, pale light. Curious, she approached. Reached out. Pressed her paw against its surface.
The next second—light.
Dazzling, all-encompassing, evolutionary light swallowed her whole.
[Name: Delcatty]
[Type: Normal]
[Level: 35]
[Gender: Female]
[Ability: Normalize – All moves become Normal-type, power increased by 20%]
[Moves: Fake Out, Disarming Voice, Double Slap, Water Pulse, Rain Dance, Facade, Covet, Double-Edge, Play Rough]
[Egg Moves: Wish, Sucker Punch]
[Equipped Traits: Combat Suppression (Blue), Lightning Speed (Purple)]
The light faded.
Where a cat-girl loli had stood, a cat-eared gentlewoman now posed. Taller. Curvier. Enhanced in every delightful dimension. She examined her new form with evident satisfaction—longer limbs, fuller curves, an elegance that hadn't existed moments before.
But every evolution had its cost.
"Hmm..." She pressed a hand to her lower abdomen. "I'm... hungry again~"
The Moon Stone's power, it seemed, demanded fuel. The emptiness inside her was sharp, urgent, demanding. If she didn't find something—someone—to satisfy it soon, she might genuinely lose her mind.
Her gaze swept the cave. No other Pokémon. No wild creatures. Just her Trainer, focused on his stone hunting, back turned in oblivious invitation.
Perfect.
The newly evolved cat-eared woman crept forward, waiting for her moment.
Elsewhere in the Cave
Yamei surveyed her backpack with deep satisfaction. More than a dozen evolution stones gleamed within—a treasure beyond her wildest expectations. And best of all, her beloved Happiny had finally evolved, absorbing an Oval Stone to become a graceful Chansey.
But why is big brother taking so long?
She'd circled the rendezvous point multiple times. No sign of him. Her lips pursed in gentle distress.
Left with no choice, she wandered. The stone corridor stretched before her, dimly lit by some unknown source.
Wait.
A passage she hadn't noticed before. At its end, a room—its entrance carved with strange, intricate patterns.
Curious, Yamei approached. She pushed the revolving stone door.
And gasped.
A massive mural covered the entire far wall. Ancient scratches formed shapes—dragons, phoenixes, creatures she couldn't name. Despite millennia of wear, their forms remained recognizable. Powerful.
"I've never seen Pokémon like these..."
She stepped closer, mesmerized.
Snap.
Vines—moving vines—wrapped around her ankles.
"Huh?"
She shook her foot, confused. The vines only tightened.
Then more. Around her wrists. Her waist. Lifting.
"Ah—!"
In seconds, she was suspended in mid-air, spread-eagle, completely bound. Her long boots kicked uselessly. Her arms strained against unyielding green restraints.
Tears brimmed in her beautiful eyes.
"It's over~"
She hung there, helpless, vulnerable, utterly at the mercy of whatever ancient guardian guarded this place.
"Wuu wuu... Big brother, help me—!"
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