"Alright, then let's have a barbecue for lunch!"
Looking at the foodie Delcatty rubbing against his chest acting spoiled, Hakuya chuckled and reached out to rub her soft cat ears.
In this world, there were not only Pokémon mastering various magical abilities, but ordinary creatures like those in his previous life also existed—such as pigs, cows, sheep, and so on.
Therefore, under the protection laws issued by the League and the social consensus that Pokémon are friends or partners, people mostly used the meat of these ordinary creatures as main ingredients, except for consuming specific Pokémon foods like Slowpoke tails or Farfetch'd leeks.
"Master, you're back~"
After deciding what to eat for lunch, the farm owner had just piled the harvested Mental Herbs in the courtyard when Cogita, the maid responsible for guarding the villa, twisted her voluptuous and slender waist and walked out gracefully.
Pursing her full honey lips for a moment, she explained the strange occurrences that had happened in the villa earlier.
"Mmm? The villa shouldn't have an automatic cleaning function... I suppose another wild Pokémon has snuck in?"
Hakuya looked at the alluring silver-haired maid before him, then at the brand-new living room, lost in thought.
"Hiss~" "Gar~"
At this moment, under the farm owner's gaze, the yandere Nightmare God poking her head out of his shadow and Miss Gardevoir, who teleported to his side, shook their heads in unison.
Whether it was the former's powerful perception or the latter's meticulous search using psychic powers, neither found any trace of the wild Pokémon that had snuck in to help with the cleaning.
After confirming twice that there was no mistake, Hakuya was momentarily stunned.
This was truly the first time he had seen a wild Pokémon sneak into a farm not to steal or cause destruction, but simply to clean for the owner.
Could it be that the Pokémon world had its own version of the industrious "Snail Girl"?
Just then, two pretty faces with their own unique charms poked out from the winding staircase of the attic.
"Master, could you help us pick out some fresh clothes?"
Inside the independent cloakroom.
Due to harvesting Mental Herbs in the morning, Akari and Irida's trousers and clothes were stained with mud and dust, so their first priority upon returning was to head to the bathroom for a thorough wash.
"Mmm... try on this Gothic-style maid outfit~" "Yay~"
Gently rubbing the hair of the black-haired, big-breasted Akari, Hakuya scrutinized her for a moment before carefully selecting a garment from the dazzling array of clothes and handing it to her.
The money he had saved so far, besides maintaining daily life on the farm, was specifically used to buy beautiful clothes for his harem.
Whether it was erotic lingerie intended for his eyes only or various styles of gorgeous outerwear for public display, this independent cloakroom had everything.
"As for Irida..." Hakuya turned to look at the blonde girl sitting aside, her fair and smooth skin lightly wrapped in a bath towel, revealing long, slender jade legs, and he picked out a classic modified maid outfit.
"Try this, it should suit you better."
Compared to Akari, Irida didn't need a thick Gothic maid outfit to emphasize the impact of her voluptuous breasts; instead, she needed a short, high-slit modified maid outfit to further showcase the beauty of her snowy legs.
Of course, generally speaking, it would only be more flavorful when paired with white garter stockings as the "Absolute Territory."
"Mmm..."
At this moment, the blonde girl pursed her lips, pretending to be calm as she extended her slender, tight calves forward.
Hakuya smiled and knelt down, stretching the mouth of the stockings and sliding them over her jade feet.
Although he had tasted them before, seeing the delicate, fair toes looming beneath the white silk, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, Hakuya had to admit that these "ice cream" silky feet were simply too mouth-watering.
"Master, do you still want to eat ice cream?"
Sensing the farm owner's gaze, Irida subconsciously curled her jade toes and looked over with watery, charming eyes.
After all, having just finished her bath, her jade feet, already as white as snow and glowing with a translucent luster, reached a peak in both touch and taste after being wrapped in a layer of soft, thin white silk.
"Irida! Y-You're stealing the lead again!"
Before Hakuya could respond, Akari, who had put on the Gothic maid outfit, pouted dissatisfiedly.
They had agreed to advance and retreat together, yet Irida had seduced the Master ahead of time!
"Ma... Master, my dumplings aren't bad either..."
Looking at the two girls with flushed faces, refusing to admit defeat as they presented their charming feet and voluptuous globes before him, Hakuya looked helpless.
The damned competitiveness between maids~
Under the weight of such hospitality, Hakuya started his "tasting meal" before lunch even began.
If the blonde Irida's white-silk jade feet were fragrant and soft ice cream—slender, exquisite, warm, and smooth.
With just one bite, the tender, white "cake feet," like budding gardenias, faintly overflowed with an elegant feminine fragrance, making one wish to swallow those round, full "toes-beans" that seemed ready to burst with nectar at the slightest bite, causing the heat-hating girl to go weak and faint in his arms.
Then the other black-haired girl—Akari's voluptuous milk balls were sticky and chewy snow dumplings, full and massive, fragrant and tender.
"Mmm-glug-ahhh~ Ma-Master, it's so numbing, eee-uuu-uuu..."
As the farm owner familiarly used his tongue to climb upward and vigorously seized that pink nipple, Akari couldn't help but open her cherry lips, leaking soft, charming, sweet moans from her throat.
Her smooth and delicate body subconsciously snuggled into Hakuya's arms, the black-and-white maid outfit tugged down to expose large patches of skin whiter than frost, appearing incredibly seductive.
Her white milk balls, which should have been translucent and crisp, were flushed with a bewitching red, whether from the external caresses or the erosion of internal desire. Her smooth, slender thighs, wet with "spring dew," trembled open, forcing the charming flower bud at her crotch to part slightly, revealing a glimpse of that pink, wet, crystal-clear honey crack.
At this moment, even though it was filled with thick, sweet honey juice, it remained tight and moist; if the tongue and teeth buried in the fragrant honey cleavage relaxed even slightly, the black-haired beauty's soft, bouncy milk globes would pu-niu pu-niu try to jump out from between the farm owner's lips, swaying gently like bells as if in a fit of pique from being neglected.
After a meticulous tasting, Hakuya finally reached a conclusion.
One had to admit they were truly best friends—whether in terms of the feel in his hands or the taste in his mouth, the two Hisuian girls were evenly matched, making it difficult to rank one above the other.
"Sma~ll fry~ Ma~ ster~"
Just as the farm owner was about to clean up the mess and head to the courtyard to prepare the grilled meat lunch according to the original plan, Darkrai emerged from the shadows behind him in her humanized state, her voice full of resentment from being neglected.
"It can't end yet! You should still have an appetite, right?"
Lazily pulling up her cascading silver-white hair, Darkrai's crimson eyes approached slowly. Her long fingers slid across Hakuya's cheek and finally pressed lightly against his chest.
"After all... now I also want to know..."
"Compared to them, Master, who do you think... is more beautiful... and sweeter?"
Amidst her charming whispers, the white-haired yandere curled her lips into a smile that was half-obsessive and half-mad.
The plain fingertips that had just been resting on the Trainer's chest moved to the straps at her neck, pulling down the ink-black long dress that had wrapped her body.
Compared to Akari's "charming soft dumplings," which were freshly out of the oven with a full and lubricated taste, and Irida's fair, tender "lotus silky feet," which were sweet and refreshing to the throat, the Nightmare God's black-silk beautiful legs were clearly longer, more voluptuous, and more maturely seductive.
Even though she magnanimously shared Hakuya with the other Pokémon girls and female Trainers, that didn't mean Darkrai would suppress her strong possessiveness deep in her heart; instead, it would erupt into even more vigorous desire over time.
Why should she have to stay in the corner and watch the Trainer taste those thieving cats' snow globes and white silk!?
She—
She also wanted her beloved Trainer to taste her own black-silk jade feet!!!
"..."
At this moment, with his mouth stuffed full of the feminine-scented black-silk "chocolate" jade feet, and listening to the ho-oh-oh-oh lewd cries leaking from Darkrai's lips, Hakuya subconsciously bit down again on her sensitive toes as they tried to flee.
On the surface, she was a dominant yandere mature sister, but as soon as the Trainer made a move, her high attack turned into low defense, collapsing in an instant... This feeling of ruthlessly ravaging and bullying a yandere was simply addictive.
However... before the grilled meat for lunch could even be eaten, he was going to be fed full by them—
"Uuu... Small fry Master... don't bite there... ah!"
Darkrai's slender black-silk legs trembled violently on Hakuya's shoulders, her originally arrogant tone now dyed with a thick crying sound. Hakuya's tongue seemed to have some kind of magic, able to penetrate the thin black stockings to accurately find every hidden sensitive spot on her soles. Every lick and every suck was like an electric current racing up her spine, making the once-mighty Nightmare God as soft and weak as mud.
"Didn't you say we should compare who is sweeter? Then I must taste carefully."
Hakuya mumbled indistinctly, his large hands gripping her slender ankles as he worked harder to swallow and spit out those round toes painted with black nail polish. His wet, hot mouth wrapped around the jade feet tightly bound by the stockings. The texture of smooth delicacy interwoven with warm moisture caused the evil fire in Hakuya's lower abdomen to burn even hotter.
"Ah-hah—! I can't... there... it's going to break... mmm-ahhh-ahhh!"
As the tip of Hakuya's tongue pressed hard against the sensitive center of her sole, Darkrai finally collapsed. An abnormal flush spread across her exquisite, stunning face, her eyes became misty and lost focus, and her slender legs suddenly straightened as her toes curled tightly. A massive amount of transparent love fluid gushed out like a burst dam from the root of her tightly clamped thighs, completely soaking the already wet black-silk garter stockings, dyeing them a deep ink color and emitting a suffocatingly rich feminine fragrance.
"Glug-chuu... glug-chuu..."
Hakuya did not stop; instead, taking advantage of the afterglow of her climax, he took the still-spasming black-silk jade foot even deeper into his mouth, greedily sucking the unique juice mixed with the taste of sweat, stockings, and love fluid, as if savoring the most delicious black chocolate feast in the world.
However... before the grilled meat for lunch could even be eaten, he was going to be fed full by them—