Today's lunch on the farm was Slowpoke Tail Soup.
In the research community of the Pokémon world, Slowpoke is classified as the Dopey Pokémon, naturally slow and dull.
And its long tail is often easily pulled off. This tail, which naturally breaks and falls off, is an easily obtained and valuable ingredient.
In the Alola region, side dishes made by drying Slowpoke tails and boiling them in saltwater are a homely delicacy for the people there.
Of course, using these Slowpoke tails he bought from the town market to make soup by Cogita also had a unique flavor.
Thinking of this, Hakuya suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a few wild Slowpoke living by the lake on the farm.
They often seemed to sit by the lake fishing, although most of the time they forgot what they were doing while fishing, and finally just lay on the side until the end of the day.
Mmn... pluck all their tails off another day and use them all for soup—
"Cogita, then I'll take this out first."
After a while, seeing the steaming Slowpoke Tail Soup ready, Hakuya was about to pick up the plate and serve it, but a tender and fair jade hand climbed up at this moment, gently but unquestionably holding him down.
"Mmn~ Not yet..."
This silver-haired mature maid turned her charming face, crimson like a ripe juicy apple, sideways. Her slender hand rested lightly on Hakuya's broad shoulder, and her soft lips subconsciously overflowed with traces of charming and fiery breath.
It was true that Cogita liked the old married couple-style hug just now, but she was soaked through now.
Because of being hugged loosely for too long, not only did an itchy and unbearable emptiness come from her soft and flat lower abdomen, but even the sensitive roots of her thighs were completely soaked by the gurgling honey liquid... How could she let Hakuya leave the kitchen so easily.
"Master, still... still missing a necessary side dish woo mmn~"
Amidst her charming voice and soft words, Cogita bit her plump honey lips slightly. That warm, soft jade hand, putting on a brand new black lace long glove, slid down slowly and gently along the farm owner's chest like this...
"You want to drink seafood chowder, right?"
Feeling that warm, smooth, greasy touch with the unique silky smoothness of lace, Hakuya looked at the silver-haired maid whose pretty face was flushed drunk and whose whole body emitted an intoxicating fleshy scent, and said helplessly.
The thirsty truck maid, sure enough, longed for Master to fill her up every time.
"Haa~ Master... doing it while... is too foul woo hooo eek eek eek eek eek eek~"
Before Cogita could blur her eyes and prepare to pluck the harp deftly along the contour, the aggressive farm owner had already launched an offensive.
The erotic apron, which already had almost no cover, was completely unable to resist at this moment. Fragrant, soft, cottony, like fair mutton-fat jade, the voluptuous snow mounds jumped out with a rip.
In an instant, those snow-white, fragrant, sticky, warm, soft milk balls were wantonly rubbed and deformed in Hakuya's palms, shaking out dazzling waves of flesh one after another.
And the lewd, ripe beautiful flesh, finally liberated, not only swayed freely, rippling out a patch of appetizing milk light, but also didn't forget to intermittently spray out sweet, moist, fragrant honey liquid, falling on the kitchen counter just cleaned in front of her, applying a layer of warm, rich milk gauze in advance to the cool stone surface.
Just a moment later, this completely mesmerized silver-haired mature maid sat lightly on it. Her fragrant, soft, fair, tender buttock cheeks spread on the stone slab like two scoops of melted cream ice cream, and her slender, smooth beautiful legs wrapped in white silk stockings spread completely along with it.
Accompanied by the increasingly intense sound of Maid Cogita stealing seafood chowder, it immediately triggered the coveting of several unsatisfied Pokémon girls on the farm. Under Hakuya's round of feeding, it was obviously noon just now, but in a blink of an eye, it was the season when the moon hung high.
"November 12th, 2075, League Calendar. Hiyori Town Farm."
"Income: Spider silk and Pecha Berries total 10 League Coins"
"Expenditure: None"
"Today's arrangement: Planting special apples and reclaiming fields"
"Remaining farm funds: 21 League Coins"
After recording today's farm log slightly, Hakuya fell into a contemplative state of summarization.
Since taking over this dilapidated farm left by his grandfather, earth-shaking changes have taken place here—currently, a total of 55 acres of land have been reclaimed, half used to plant Pecha Berries, and the rest equally distributed to plant Leppa Berries and Smoke Poke. Under normal circumstances, their growth cycles are 90 days, 60 days, and 100 days respectively.
If using Lilligant's [Grassy Terrain] move, the speed can probably be doubled; and if replaced by Celebi, the speed will become even faster. Planting on the same day, one can see golden wheat fields dancing with the wind like surging waves on the same day.
Of course, Celebi's power is not omnipotent. If too many crops are ripened in a short time, that forest god will also feel physically exhausted, and even faint and fall to the ground.
Besides the construction of the farm, the company he established specifically to produce and process farm products such as Moomoo Milk and sell them to the market is also a very important link... I wonder if Oleana has started production recently...
Just as Hakuya happened to think of the secretary and the current situation of the company, the communicator in his pocket shook for a while, emitting a "beep beep beep" sound.
"Hmm? Truly telepathic~"
Unlocking the Gardevoir wallpaper lock screen, Hakuya looked at the familiar avatar and text style, unable to help laughing.
[Oleana: President, do you have time to come to Hearthome City these days? The sales building has already sampled the latest Pokémon specialty foods. If you have time, President, you can come over to taste, comment, and guide.]
It seemed that the first batch of farm specialty foods produced before was ready to start selling.
After carefully looking at the physical pictures of Contrary Yaki, Choice Band Zongzi, etc., sent by Oleana immediately after, Hakuya also nodded with satisfaction.
Considering the geographical location of Hiyori Town, besides renting a piece of land from the mayor for the construction of factory buildings and sales stores, he also specially rented a small building in the commercial area with the largest flow of people in Hearthome City to serve as the sales headquarters.
And thanks to the good relationship with the local Jenny, the rental fee was also discounted to a certain extent, which they could fully support with their current economic situation—benefiting from the superior geographical location, Oleana, who was responsible for managing the company, also pleasantly discovered that after the relocation, the number of orders and transaction volume had significantly improved.
Using Hearthome City as a springboard to put these delicacies with ancient Sinnoh characteristics on the market, presumably, it would also cause quite a stir~
Just as Hakuya's finger slid down preparing to move to the reply area, a few more messages popped up immediately.
[Oleana: Besides that, there are things President needs to personally come to comment and try out~]
This was not a wedding dress in the traditional sense that wrapped the bride tightly from head to toe.
But an authentic erotic wedding dress.
Because Hakuya had previously asked Senior Sister Cynthia to use her authority to block the background supervision of communications, this enchanting and charming secretary even deliberately changed into it in a private room and sent a selfie over.
A pitifully thin strip of cloth slid down smoothly from her exquisite collarbones, barely covering the tips of those voluptuous, glistening white big honey breasts like cheese.
One could even get a glimpse or two of the delicate pink cherry buds, let alone those white, greasy snowballs with excellent foundations that had been played with by Hakuya until they were plump, soft, and bouncy enough to make people click their tongues in wonder.
Looking down, the hazy and erotic erotic white wedding dress, while highlighting the curve waist-cinching design, also deliberately adopted a high-slit design.
The snow silk gauze fit tightly against the curve of her waist and abdomen, parting to both sides like flowing water, outlining vividly her slender waist not inferior to those lewdly beautiful breast weapons, and her soft small belly full of enchanting mature lady temperament without a trace of excess fat.
And two lace-edged skirt hems as thin as cicada wings hung down from both sides of her slender waist. Within the hazy, swaying, transparent snow gauze, her voluptuous fleshy legs wrapped in white silk garter stockings spread slightly, posing in an M-leg posture.
That soul-destroying, plump, soft, warm, fragrant place, even though covered by the hazy snow silk white gauze hanging down, could still reveal its voluptuous and full shape, like two freshly baked soft fragrant steamed buns, soft, glutinous, stacked peaks, delicate and flawless.
"..."
Hakuya fell silent.
No, you use this to test your President??!!
It has to be said, this test is really... too inflaming.
Hakuya stared at the photo full of suggestive meaning on the screen, his Adam's apple rolling up and down unconsciously. Oleana's beautiful legs tightly wrapped in white silk garter stockings were slightly squeezed with a circle of flesh marks at the root of her thighs. This just-right fleshiness formed a strong visual impact with the smoothness of the stockings. Especially that looming "Absolute Territory", the lace-edged garter buckle happened to be stuck in the most reverie-inducing position, as if with a gentle pull, the door to the mysterious garden could be unlocked.
What was more deadly was that Oleana deliberately posed leaning forward slightly in the photo. Those massive milk balls, already astonishing in scale, squeezed towards the middle even more exaggeratedly under the action of gravity. Some crystal water stains seemed to remain in the deep cleavage, unknown if they were traces left by this secretary solving it herself just now.
[Oleana: If President doesn't come as soon as possible, these clothes might get dirty oh~ After all... I also can't help but want to try the 'breathability' of this wedding dress~]
The voice message sent immediately after carried a bit of sweet, sticky panting sound. Faint water sounds and fabric friction sounds could be vaguely heard in the background. Hakuya could almost imagine that at this moment, in that private office in Hearthome City, this usually shrewd and capable career woman was wearing this bridal outfit with explosive shame level, taking selfies in the mirror while reaching her hand under that extremely high-slit skirt hem, conducting some indescribable "rehearsal" on herself.
"Damn it... it seems this item must be added to tomorrow's schedule."
Hakuya took a deep breath, suppressing the evil fire rising in his abdomen. Since the secretary invited him with such sincerity, as the President, if he didn't go personally to "accept" the quality of this erotic wedding dress, wouldn't it be too irresponsible?
At that time, not only checking the workmanship of the clothes but also checking the "physical condition" of this secretary properly, to see if she really couldn't "hold back" as she said.