"Meow... Uh, meow..."
The unconscious Meowstic in the young man's arms frowned slightly, seemingly always subconsciously letting out tender, adorable meows from her throat.
Whether it was Gardevoir, Mewtwo, or Latias, they had all regrouped around Braixen and Lorze by now.
[Is this the child? She's quite cute. Can she still evolve?]
Lorze shook his head.
[Feels... a bit small.]
After all, Meowstic was only slightly bigger than Kirlia, but this was already her final form; she couldn't evolve anymore. Without evolution, it meant her body structure and size couldn't undergo a qualitative change like from Kirlia to Gardevoir.
"True, but a loli little wife is great too!"
More importantly, Meowstic was a cute little catgirl, a loli catgirl little wife... ho ho, truly an exaggeration~
Lorze held Meowstic in a posture like a mother holding a baby. The difference was that he was giving artificial respiration, not nursing.
His hand also held her fluffy, tiny cat paw, very gently pressing the heart-shaped meat pad on her cat palm.
The meat pad was warm and soft, somewhat similar to Braixen's, but not quite the same.
In Meowstic's subconscious, this was still the action of her nursing as a child. Her subconscious drove her to curl up her body, following the familiarity of instinct to make the motions.
So when Lorze's lips touched her little mouth, Meowstic didn't protest, but instead cooperatively opened her small mouth.
The young man tried sticking out his tongue, but unexpectedly, Meowstic actually took the initiative to extend her fragrant, soft cat tongue, wrapping around it and sucking!
At the same time, the sharp little canine teeth also gave Lorze a slight stinging sensation, but he still endured...
Because Meowstic's little mouth was sweet, with a very fresh fragrance.
This action continued for a while. In short, Lorze's artificial respiration judgment—a great success!
Lying in the young man's embrace, the rise and fall of Meowstic's chest became very rhythmic, and her breathing also leveled out.
The cold sweat continuously seeping from her head gradually receded, and her puffed-up fur became smooth again. She finally seemed to have walked out of the shadow of her nightmare.
Then, Meowstic slowly opened her red eyes.
"Meow..." (Mom...)
Arching her nose and sniffing, a strange man's scent entered her senses a step ahead of his appearance, immediately waking her up—this was not Mom's smell!
The instinct for survival made Meowstic instantly dart out of Lorze's embrace, confronting the young man in a highly guarded stance!
Lorze scratched his head a bit embarrassedly: Did she subconsciously mistake the action just now for nursing? No wonder she was so proactive...
"Ahem, let's skip the 'Mom,' but if you call me Hubby or Big Brother, I might be happier, you know?"
Eh meow? This man can understand me meow!?
But after realizing what the person said, Meowstic immediately stood her fur on end and bared her fangs—
Why is he asking me to call him Hubby right off the bat meow... What a disgusting human male meow!
To the uncomprehending Meowstic, this was naked mockery, so she immediately assumed a combat stance.
—A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated meow!
"Hey! Is this okay? You fainted just now, and it was me giving you artificial respiration that woke you up, right?"
—As for how she fainted... let's just ignore that for now.
A massive amount of information flooded into Meowstic's brain, making her crash and freeze in place for a moment.
Trying hard to recall what happened before she fainted, she seemed to have been scared unconscious by a terrifying ghost meow?
Glancing at the smiling Lorze, Meowstic quickly and carefully withdrew her gaze: Could it be that he chased away the ghost and saved me meow?
Also meow, the artificial respiration he mentioned is...
Subconsciously licking and moistening her tiny cat mouth with her tongue, Meowstic's cheeks grew even hotter.
C-could it be that I was kissed on the mouth by this man meow!!?
No wonder I felt like I was nursing meow, could that be why I dreamed of Mom meow!
But meow, but meow!
That was... my first kiss meow!!!
Meowstic froze in place as if she had received a massive blow; she couldn't accept this outcome.
But for some unknown reason, a hatred for Lorze just couldn't sprout in her heart. Perhaps... it was because his embrace was truly gentle?
If she let herself follow her instincts, she even wanted to enjoy that embrace for a little while longer.
Gratitude for being saved, an involuntary attachment, and the resentment of having her first kiss stolen intertwined together. The three conflicting emotions lingered in Meowstic's mind like a tangled mess.
Wuu meow... What should I do now meow?
Then, the young man handed over a Love Ball: "Come be my Pokémon?"
If he hadn't brought it up, she might have hesitated, but bringing it up had the opposite effect.
The anger of being taken advantage of suddenly overwhelmingly occupied Meowstic's brain. She let out a "Wuu meow," reached out her cat paw, and slapped the Love Ball away: [I don't want to meow!]
But for Lorze as well, this refusal instead solidified his determination to capture Meowstic: You little rebellious catgirl, I will definitely take you down!
Pulling away, Meowstic had already assumed a combat stance—
[Let's battle meow, this is my territory meow! If you lose, wuu meow... then roll out of here meow!]
"Of course, no problem. But if I win... I have no interest in your territory. What I want is you!"
Hmm meow!? What kind of weird wager is this meow!? If I lose, doesn't that mean I have to throw myself at him meow...
Not worth it at all meow!
Anticipating that Meowstic would hesitate, Lorze used a psychological taunt: "Hehe, are you scared?"
The proud little kitty indeed couldn't withstand such a provocation. In the end, impulse triumphed over reason, and she agreed on the spot—
[Who's scared of who meow... Bring it on!]
From beside Lorze's ear came the sound of cracking finger joints. This was big sister Mewtwo doing warm-up exercises.
She even... maintained her Y-form Mega Evolution. Wouldn't she just casually one-shot Meowstic!?
[Big sister Mewtwo! You shouldn't be the one to fight...]
Although a bit disappointed, Mewtwo still complied with Lorze's wishes, and the one to fight in the end was—
Braixen!
An evenly matched opponent for Meowstic, now entrusted with high hopes.
"Fufu, whether we get a new member to join is all up to you, fox brat!"
[Mmhmm~ Just perform normally.] [Good luck, Braixen!] [Braixen can definitely do it~]
Encouraged by Lorze and the three older sisters, Braixen, who was already somewhat insecure about her strength, became even more nervous. But reaching out to touch Xerneas's branch gave her a bit more confidence—it was the first time she felt how reassuring it was to hold a divine artifact in her hand.
As for Meowstic, because the penalty for failure was too severe, she also subconsciously gritted her teeth and clenched her little paws.
If she lost, she would become that man's Meowstic. Her cat life would probably be over...
At this point, both sides were unable to exert their full strength due to various limitations, inevitably turning it into a scene of two rookies pecking at each other.
Carrying the hope of her trash husband taking a new wife / The belief of not being snatched away to be a bandit's wife, I cannot lose (meow)!
"Fire Blast!"
Striking first without regard for martial ethics, the moment the verbal contract was established, the battle had already begun!
As Braixen skillfully pulled the branch wand from her tail, the power of fire converged at the tip, making a massive character of fire fill the entire corridor and charge towards Meowstic!
"Boom!"
The narrow corridor limited their performance, but it similarly limited the opponent's means of evasion. It was very suitable for a move like Fire Blast, which is usually prone to missing.
Dazzling firelight filled their vision, but that Meowstic nimbly and elegantly leaped into the air!
"Meow!"
Accompanied by a wild cat cry radiating unique charm, Meowstic used telekinesis to make herself run along the walls, darting out unscathed from the gaps in the Fire Blast. Her highly dynamic posture deeply attracted Lorze's gaze.
Using a somersault to adjust her posture, what followed next was her counterattack: in an instant, she conjured three Shadow Balls, smashing them towards Braixen in a pincer formation!
In battles, amateurs watch the spectacle while experts look for the technique, let alone the fact that Lorze's side was entirely composed of Psychic-type masters (even including himself). They immediately noticed a trace of abnormality.
The energy fluctuations released by this Meowstic in battle were far stronger than just now!
Although it couldn't be ruled out that it was an explosive burst during combat, this magnitude...
It seemed more like she was relying on some kind of boosting item.
After Lorze exchanged opinions with Mewtwo, Gardevoir, and Latias, they all had some ideas. He stared intently at the two divided tails behind Meowstic's rear. Perhaps... the secret lay there.
Braixen subconsciously propped up a barrier to block the attack, but Meowstic wore a triumphant expression. Like a fierce woman, she bared her sharp claws and fangs and pounced—
"Meowwa!" (Die meow!)
But Braixen curled her fox snout, because her other hand was constantly gripping her trump card~
Suddenly whipping out that large treasure, without even needing her to deliberately drive it, the majestic Fairy power transformed into a physical entity of energy and flashed intensely!
This Dazzling Gleam solidly hit the wide-open Meowstic. The intense light stung her eyes so much she couldn't open them, and tears flowed continuously—
I've only heard of dual-wielding samurai meow... What the heck is a dual-wand-wielding mage meow!?
S-so underhanded meow!
Taking advantage of the moment Meowstic's eyes were stinging, Lorze threw that Love Ball, which smacked perfectly onto the little catgirl's head—
After rolling three times on the ground, the ball's shell suddenly burst: Capture failed!?
It seemed her stamina was still quite full...
Knowing she was no match for Braixen here, Meowstic immediately pulled back to escape. After darting up the wall, her legs kicked off fiercely, and she sprinted outwards in a zigzag pattern!
Braixen was just about to raise her wand in pursuit, but unexpectedly, a star-river-like strange hole opened in the air, pouring down Psychic-type energy!
This is... Future Sight!? When did she cast that!
Lorze carefully reviewed the battle. It seemed it could only have been when Meowstic first dodged the Fire Blast; there was a momentary opening...
Truly impressive.
It wasn't that this feat itself was incredibly difficult—if it were big sister Mewtwo, Gardevoir-chan, or Latias, they could all do it effortlessly. But if you thought a student could only score 50 or 60 points, yet she unexpectedly scored 70 or even 80, then that is something shocking.
—Of course, there was also delight.
Even if she relied on some boosting item, such a performance was still commendable.
But surprise and delight aside, saying they couldn't handle this Future Sight would be underestimating them too much.
After that, led by Braixen, who used Flame Charge to envelop her whole body in flames and utilized the acceleration effect to sweep through the corridor with the wind roaring, the rest of the group closely followed and chased into the hall—
Fortunately, their vision had adapted to the darkness, so even without light, they could more or less see.
[Don't run, little trash, take my fire!]
From the mouth of the fox making strange "iya" noises came nothing but mockery towards Meowstic for only knowing how to run. And in fact, it was true: Braixen had a wand in each hand, attacking left and right. The flames were relentless, leaving Meowstic unable to find any opportunity to counterattack. She could only wait for a chance...
Until Braixen used the feint of a Shadow Ball to fool Meowstic, while her real intention was a sneak attack from the side with a ghostly Mystical Fire!
Meowstic, whose face was blasted by the pillar of fire, let out an agonized "Wuu meow." The fur between her ears and neck also sparked, causing Meowstic to subconsciously roll on the ground to extinguish the flames.
But the special effect of Mystical Fire didn't just fail to lower her Special Attack; instead, a red halo indicating a stat increase became even more conspicuous in the dark night!
Competitive ability: When a stat is lowered, Special Attack is sharply raised.
Holy crap, this little catgirl... has her Hidden Ability too!?
Being hit continuously by attacks, Meowstic's stamina was almost depleted, but the restless energy within her body...
She felt that even if she lost, she should lose with some backbone. She wanted to show them her reckless counterattack meow!
Braixen confidently gripped her branch and pointed it at Meowstic—
Fire, Blast!
That stubborn little kitty stood back up, her red eyes unleashing powerful telekinesis. At the very moment the Fire Blast was about to hit her, she actually twisted its direction, making it take a right-angle turn towards the ceiling, exploding gorgeously like a firework with a "Boom"!
But...
"Creak, creak, creak—"
From the ceiling came such loose sounds... Not good!
Perhaps because this powerful Fire Blast damaged the house's structure, the ceiling, along with the chandelier and other things, was falling apart and collapsing?
Lorze hurriedly pulled out a Love Ball. As long as he could get Meowstic inside the ball, safety wouldn't be an issue!
But another thought flashed by, shaking his confidence: But, what if it doesn't?
If she still fiercely resisted capture like just now and it failed, the consequences would probably be unthinkable...
There was no time for him to hesitate. Using telekinesis to give himself forward acceleration, the young man shot out like an arrow, grabbing Meowstic and rolling to the side!
At that time, Meowstic's mind went blank, even forgetting to resist the young man.
"Meow!?"
But whether she resisted or not was the same to Lorze: Even if she despised him, even if she scratched his face with her claws, he wouldn't let go!
"Crash, clatter—Crack!"
A large chunk of the ceiling, along with the glass chandelier, fell from where Meowstic was standing just a moment ago. Dust and glass shards flew everywhere. Just hearing the sound was enough to tell how thrilling the scene was...
"Are you okay, Meowstic?"
At such a close distance, the moonlight illuminated Lorze's handsome face, reflecting perfectly in Meowstic's red pupils.
What's with this man meow? At a time like this... why isn't he caring about himself and caring about me meow?
"Meow wuu meow..." (Why go to such lengths meow?)
Maintaining his posture of holding Meowstic, Lorze gently rubbed her cute cheeks with his thumb.
"Hard to say, maybe it was love at first sight~ But I really like Meowstic."
Poking her little cat head out with lingering fear to look at the collapsed area, if it weren't for him, she would have definitely been crushed into cat meat paste meow...
The battle was just a moment of hot-headedness. Meowstic had never hated Lorze from the beginning. On the contrary, she maintained a kind of instinctual attachment because of that embrace.
The thumping, thumping heartbeat became more frantic, and the feeling of a deer bumping around in her chest was even stronger than before...
Then, she twitched her large ears, a hazy, girlish blush dyeing her cheeks.
Following her instincts, she stuck out her tiny cat tongue and began licking the young man's cheeks, the tip of his nose, his eyes, and even his eyebrows and hair, letting her saliva wet Lorze's entire face.
Although it tickled and was wet, Lorze still accepted it all with a heart full of satisfaction. It seemed... the result was already quite clear~