The next day.
Woken by the refreshing jade liquid of the cat girl—Wade opened his eyes to find the morning light already creeping up the windowsill—softly spilling in.
Today's plan—follow the river—quickly locate the water pollution source within the vast Hiyori Forest.
"Oh—has Miss Jenny not woken up yet?"
After getting out of bed—putting on clothes—tidying essential outdoor items like Potions and bug spray—Wade suddenly remembered something more important.
It was already eight o'clock—but he hadn't seen the cold, elegant lady.
Could she have overslept?
"Chirp~"
The small, adorable Minccino gently peeked her head out from the doorway.
As usual—this little one had come to perform a comprehensive cleaning of last night's silver party scene.
"Minccino—I trouble you~"
Wade reached out—ruffled her fluffy Minccino ears—then prepared to call the police officer—still in bed next door—to wake up.
"Growlithe!"
"Growlithe!!"
"Woof… woof."
Inside the room—Growlithe—sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed—twitched her ear tips—seemingly disturbed by her Trainer's calls—mumbled as she rolled over—resting her fluffy head on the other side.
She had listened to seductive moans and wild cries all night—and now she was almost ascending to heaven on the spot.
Seeing this—the Trainer—firmly cuffed to the bed—had no choice but to initiate self-rescue.
"Damn it—why is it so sturdy… I—I can't open it."
Jenny abruptly tugged at her wrists—locked to the two bedposts—but aside from causing the soft, plump breasts lightly covered by her nightgown to sway in breathtaking snowy waves—and the pale white bones of her wrists to be rubbed with faint red marks—the silver handcuffs remained as unmoving as before.
The latest reinforced handcuffs truly lived up to their reputation—their quality was simply too good—
After a while—Jenny—who had repeatedly tried and failed to break free by force—slumped back onto the bed—face half-hidden by drooping hair—and happened to notice a small, shining object not far away.
"Is that the handcuff key?"
The police officer—about to lose heart—blinked her amber eyes—and a light suddenly shone in her pupils.
She suddenly remembered—Growlithe seemed to have placed the handcuff key on the bedside cabinet last night.
If she could get her hands on it—she could unlock these handcuffs herself.
"Hmm."
The usually decisive officer didn't hesitate—and immediately began her next self-rescue attempt.
Alm- almost… just a little bit more.
Just as she was about to see the light of victory—the room door suddenly opened.
"Miss Jenny—it's time to get up—we need to prepare to go…"
Hearing this familiar voice—Jenny instantly froze.
And the farm owner—who had just pushed open the door—ready to call the police officer—also froze.
Because both her hands were firmly cuffed to the bed—preventing her from reaching the keys on the bedside cabinet—Jenny ultimately had to lift her left leg sideways—attempting to use her delicate, beautiful toes—as lustrous and white as pearls and jade—to pinch the key chain.
In this extremely embarrassing posture—her loose nightgown was disheveled and turned up—and her delicate, snow-white skin—like solidified cream—was exposed to Wade's gaze.
Her plump, full Snowballs slightly spilled out from the lower half—revealing soft, bouncy, fair flesh.
Her uniquely mature, alluring lower abdomen—slightly raised—smooth and jade-like.
Her two slender, soft pink legs—wide open—vaguely revealing the clean, honeyed mound covered by white lace panties.
"You—you listen to my explanation—boo hoo…"
Feeling the bedsheet beneath her soaked with honeyed fluid—the police officer's pupils completely lost their luster.
Her weakness had been firmly grasped by the farm owner—
"Miss Jenny—do you still need the handcuffs?"
"No—no—I don't! It's… it's… it's already late! Let's hurry and depart!"
Tens of minutes later—Jenny—dressed in thick casual clothes and blushing—grabbed Wade's arm—and fled the room as if flying.
As a dignified, righteous officer—usually aloof, cool, unapproachable—yet she had listened to the silver party until she wanted to enter her QQ space—cuffed her 'criminal' hands—only to have the farm owner help her uncuff them the next day—
Just thinking about it—made her so embarrassed she wanted to burrow into the ground!!!
At this moment—looking at the cold, elegant lady's bashful jade-like face—and feeling the soft touch on his elbow—Wade couldn't help but shake his head with amusement.
Those handcuffs—stained with the police officer's scent—certainly couldn't be used again—that was certain.
Hmm—keeping them as a fun toy for future silver parties—seemed like a better choice.
After moving past this alluring handcuff interlude—Wade pulled the officer—outwardly cold but actually a big masochist—onto Articuno's back.
Because Hiyori Forest's paths were intricate and complex—some lacking traversable routes—the police car motorcycle was useless—they could only first fly overhead—then land and search along the polluted river.
Compared to the Hiyori Forest they'd explored earlier—this place was clearly more deserving of the description "deep forest, get lost".
Looking at the completely blocked path ahead—Wade focused his mind.
With only a sharp, awe-inspiring azure light flashing—the dense bushes—covered in thorns and blocking the forest path—were swept away by his "Aura Power Blade".
"Yo yo~"
Accompanied by the sound of breaking bushes—a wild Pokémon hidden behind suddenly darted out.
Robust build—strangely shaped antlers on its head—with just one glance—Wade recognized it as Stantler.
The curvature of its antlers—could subtly alter surrounding air flow—drawing opponents who looked directly at it into a magical space—often liked to hide behind bushes—launch psychic attacks on passing Trainers.
However—before this Stantler could use its antlers to create a mind-confusing space—the white-haired yandere—emerging from the Trainer's shadow with a cold face—directly unleashed a Dark Pulse.
"So, so strong—"
"Woof woof~"
Jenny—standing by with Growlithe—slightly turned her head—and saw a black spiral light wave sweep past.
Though she had personally witnessed Wade crushing Hunter J—and commanding Articuno to annihilate the beast horde—seeing a similar scene again—she subconsciously froze—exclaimed in admiration.
Amidst swirling winds—the ground along the path instantly collapsed and shattered—a wave-like energy light burst forth—directly blasting away the wild Stantler.
To traverse this perilous forest—besides adapting with rich wilderness survival experience—there was another way—direct brute force.
Wade squatted down—fed the Pecha Berries he carried to the Pokémon on both sides of the riverbank.
Similar to the farm—due to polluted water—these wild Pokémon primarily living by the river—were also more or less poisoned.
"Roo~"
The now-healthy Marill—dragging her jelly-like bouncy tail—hopped and skipped back into the dense water plants.
Soon after—the kind Trainer received her reward.
Wade looked at the dark green herb the little one handed him—exclaimed in surprise.
"Hmm—is this a Revival Herb?"
[Revival Herb (Gold) ]: A very bitter herb. After consumption—can restore vitality to a Pokémon that has lost the ability to battle.
In the wilderness—there are not only wild Pokémon like Stantler and Beedrill swarms—ill-tempered and suddenly attacking—but also those like this Marill—gentle—willing to approach unfamiliar Trainers.
"Thank you~"
"Roo~"
Watching the Black-haired Youth solemnly place the Revival Herb into his backpack—Marill squinted her eyes in delight—then volunteered to run to the front—leading the way.
For this little one—who had lived here for many years—she hoped the river could quickly return to its former clear purity.
Deep within the layers of shade.
A thick, milky-white mist—like silk—gently wafted over the dense bushes—spreading widely over the winding dirt path.
Influenced by the north wind—water droplets constantly falling from branches—also condensed into ice.
With the rise and fall of footsteps—a shadowy figure—treading on deep blue water lilies blooming in mid-air—gradually revealed her form.
"Rustle~"
After a while—standing on the newly clear stream—she gazed at the Black-haired Youth gradually moving away in the distance—her eyes burning.