"Hmm?" Violet's eyes sparkled with mischief. She leaned in close to Misty's ear and whispered, "You don't like him? Fine. Then your big sister will go after him instead. Don't regret it later, okay?"
Misty's eyes flew wide open. Her pretty face froze solid for a full three seconds before she snapped back to reality and realized her sister was only teasing.
"Haha, just kidding," Violet laughed softly. She glanced over at Alex, who was still battling Lily, and lowered her voice again. "But seriously… if Alex joined the Cerulean Gym as one of us, those arrogant Trainers who come to challenge us wouldn't look down on the gym anymore."
"Our Cerulean Gym wouldn't be at the bottom of the rankings either. It's not our fault—we're just not that good at battling."
*You three don't put any effort into training your Pokémon, of course you're weak…* Misty thought, but she knew her sisters too well. They were obsessed with their looks and staying beautiful. Unlike her—they had to work at it. Misty had always been naturally cute, but next to their mature, voluptuous figures she still felt a little… plain.
The moment the conversation turned to the gym's reputation, Misty's blood boiled. She was sick of the constant ridicule. *When is the Cerulean Gym finally going to rise up?*
"That's why we need you to keep Alex here," Violet continued, the sister who had just lost now working hard to persuade her. "You could help train some really strong Pokémon, or come back whenever there's a tough challenger. You wouldn't even have to stay at the gym all day."
"As the saying goes, behind every successful man is a supportive woman."
Misty was strong-willed to a fault. Relying completely on Alex didn't sit right with her. She thought for a second, then answered, "Why can't it be the other way around? I could run the Cerulean Gym, and he could support me from behind!"
"That works too," Violet said with a knowing smile, not pushing any further.
*Wait… something feels off,* Misty realized a second too late. By saying that, she had basically just admitted there *was* a relationship between her and Alex. She had walked straight into her sister's trap without noticing!
"Kasumi, why is your face so red?" Violet asked innocently, clearly enjoying the teasing. Teasing their youngest sister was the sisters' favorite form of entertainment.
On the battlefield, the match was reaching its climax.
"Pikachu, use Iron Tail on the water surface!" Alex called. He wanted to practice a few more moves and didn't want to end the gym challenge too quickly with pure Electric attacks. He wanted to give the sisters a proper fight so they wouldn't hold any grudges.
Pikachu leapt high into the air. Its jagged lightning-bolt tail glowed bright silver like a gleaming blade and slammed down hard onto the water.
**BOOM!**
A massive splash exploded outward in every direction, sending glittering curtains of water flying across the entire arena like blooming fireworks.
The wave crashed straight into the three older sisters standing at the edge of the pool.
In an instant, all three of them were completely drenched.
Their long, wet hair clung to their flushed cheeks and necks. The thin, glittering fabric of their mermaid-style bikini tops was now soaked through and practically transparent, molded tightly to their heavy, full breasts. Hard nipples poked obviously against the wet material, stiff from the sudden cold and the way the water made every curve stand out in lewd, glistening detail. Droplets ran down between their deep cleavages, tracing shiny paths over smooth, toned stomachs and disappearing into the tiny waistbands of their bikini bottoms. Their long, shapely legs glistened under the bright lights, every inch of skin shining and slick.
Violet and Lily's fiery, hourglass figures looked even more devastating now—breasts heaving with each breath, hips and asses perfectly outlined by the clinging fabric. They looked like living wet-dream versions of themselves.
Misty, standing right beside them, had gotten splashed too. Compared to her sisters' exaggerated, voluptuous bodies, her own figure suddenly felt… unremarkable. Her smaller breasts and slimmer curves were still cute and perky, but the contrast made her cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and reluctant arousal. She could feel Alex's eyes on all four of them, and the memory of him staring at her bare tits by the river flashed through her mind again, making fresh heat bloom between her thighs.
The three older sisters stared at Alex with wide, helpless, slightly resentful eyes, water still dripping from their chins onto their chests.
"Alex… could you be a little gentler?" Violet called out, voice half-teasing, half-flustered as she tried to cover her chest with one arm—only making her breasts press together even more obscenely.
"Sorry! Pikachu didn't control its strength very well. It won't happen again," Alex said, but the tiny smirk on his face gave him away. He silently gave Pikachu a thumbs-up behind his back.
"Alex, it's finally my turn!" Misty declared, striding forward with hands on her hips and a defiant little smile. After everything that had already happened between them, she wasn't going to get embarrassed in front of him anymore… at least not too much.
She tossed out her Poké Ball. "Staryu, let's go!"
**Pokémon: Staryu, Lv. 18**
"Pikachu, take a rest," Alex said, switching to Pidgeotto. The little mouse had already taken down three opponents—it deserved a break. Time to let Pidgeotto show off.
"Beep-beep~!"
Pidgeotto soared high above the pool, enjoying a perfect overhead view. Even if Staryu dove underwater, it could track every movement.
"Staryu, Rapid Spin!"
"Pidgeotto, Gust!"
Staryu spun like a high-speed top, water blades forming around it as it charged straight at Pidgeotto. Pidgeotto flapped its powerful wings and unleashed a fierce Gust that pushed the spinning starfish backward through the air.
Staryu fought back, firing thick streams of Water Gun one after another. Pidgeotto weaved and dodged effortlessly, every attack missing cleanly.
"This is so hard…" Misty frowned, finally understanding how Brock must have felt. She couldn't land a single hit, and Pidgeotto was slowly wearing her down.
"No Trainer from Pallet Town is easy to deal with," Violet muttered.
"Compared to the previous ones, Alex is on another level," Lily added. "The entire pace of the battle is completely under his control."
Violet's eyes suddenly lit up with realization. "Hey… do you remember what that spiky-haired Trainer with the Squirtle said? He told us to keep an eye on Alex because his strength was all show and no substance—unlike him, who was both good-looking *and* capable!"
Lily's expression froze. "Wait… he was talking about *this* Alex?"
The three sisters exchanged glances. That spiky-haired guy had been full of lies. "All show and no substance"? Look at Alex now—he was about to sweep all four Cerulean Sisters in a single Gym challenge!
(End of Chapter 20)