Perhaps because she had been tripped by a vine earlier, Cheryl noticed a problem with her ankle as soon as her feet were gently set on the ground.
Although there didn't seem to be severe pain or swelling, the faint, dull throbs of pain radiating from the joint still made this gentle, elegant older sister let out a soft moan.
"Mmm... Sister Cheryl, try slowly twisting the injured area. See if you can still move it,"
Seeing this, Hakuya gently supported the elegant woman who could no longer take a step, helping her sit down half-leaning in his embrace, and spoke soothingly.
After twisting an ankle, varying degrees of bruising usually follow.
If it's mild, ice packs or massage can effectively relieve the pain; if it's severe, she might need to go to the hospital for bandaging and rest.
However, before that, he had to judge the severity of the injury before applying treatment.
Cheryl sniffed the burning masculine scent beside her, her fair face lightly stained with a beautiful crimson blush.
"It seems... I can still move it."
"Then it looks like a minor injury. Massage and rest for a day or two should fix it."
Seeing that Cheryl's ankle could still twist slightly, Hakuya nodded.
At this moment, the gentle, elegant older sister lay shyly in his arms. Her emerald-green hair was tied in a side ponytail, sliding down one snowy shoulder and swaying lightly over her chest, highlighting the full, rounded snowy mounds tightly wrapped in her green silk dress.
Her well-proportioned, long legs were not pressed together but slightly parted, revealing a stretch of snowy-white, delicate thigh from beneath her skirt.
The silky, smooth thin stockings combined with her flawless, fair calf flesh, looking as if they were made of high-quality milk ice cream—melting upon touch, dissolving in the hand.
"I'll give you a massage first. Tell me if it hurts too much."
Hakuya paused after assessing the injury, then grabbed the elegant older sister's calf.
Since they were outdoors and didn't have an ice pack, he had to personally massage Cheryl's sprained ankle first.
The elegant woman's brows trembled slightly as she watched a pair of large hands gently remove the black boot from her left foot. Following the calf and toes, he peeled off the thin stocking that clung to her snowy skin, revealing her fair, tender foot.
Facing such a situation for the first time, Cheryl's initial reaction was to curl up her sensitive toes and hide them under her skirt.
But on second thought, since they were already clearly visible, it was better to show them openly and naturally.
Besides, feet weren't exactly sensitive parts, and she should be thanking Hakuya for his massage.
"Hakuya, be... be gentle~"
Thinking this, the gentle older sister raised her snowy neck, which was already dotted with fragrant sweat, and gently extended her soft, boneless small foot.
Her lightly pursed cherry lips seemed to be resisting the hot palpitations brought by the ticklish numbness. Her silver-thread-like curled eyelashes fluttered, as if her sensitive body were being molested, leaking threads of soft, charming whimpers from her lips.
Her exquisite, snowy-tender face was instantly dyed with a moving flush. Even her silky emerald hair cascading over her snowy shoulder couldn't hide her jade-like earlobes, which were burning red—a visible rise in her shyness.
Even though she was several years older than the black-haired youth before her, apart from the form of address, this gentle older sister had never managed to show the demeanor of a "big sister."
And now, with her fair, tender small foot gently held in Hakuya's hand, the naturally gentle Cheryl felt her face burning hot, an inexplicable feeling rippling in her heart.
"Mmm-uuu-waa~"
Suddenly, perhaps because he pressed a critical spot, Cheryl, who was still lost in wild thoughts, let out a few soft whimpers. Her eyes filled with tears, and her delicate, charming body trembled from time to time.
Her exquisite, petite foot seemed unable to withstand the folding in Hakuya's hands. Her warm, smooth jade foot, the pink, sensitive sole, and her round, cute toes were kneaded back and forth.
Under the silky, delicate touch, it felt as if just a little more force would make this gentle older sister pant softly, tears seeping from her clear, charming deep-green eyes.
"It looks like it really isn't too serious..."
Hearing the sound, Hakuya lightened his touch slightly and continued.
"After massaging the acupoints to clear the blockage, if you're not in a hurry later, we can go back to my farm to ice it. Don't walk around too much for the next few days."
"Mmm... okay~"
After the pressure lightened, the warmth that replaced it on her sole made Cheryl bite her lip lightly. A cherry-colored warm glow appeared on her jade-like face, and she subconsciously pushed her creamy jade foot further into the black-haired youth's hand.
If Hakuya were to lift her foot slightly upward at this moment, he could use the shift of the gentle older sister's thigh to see everything from beneath the half-lifted green silk skirt—her complete pair of fresh, full snowy legs, and even her crisp, round honey-buttocks.
Hakuya didn't stop. Instead, just as he imagined, he lifted Cheryl's jade foot, wrapped in the thin stocking, high up and placed it on his shoulder. This action forced the gentle older sister to lean back. The hem of her green silk dress, already half-covering, slid down completely, revealing a large expanse of snowy-white, delicate thigh skin, as well as the pale green silk panties digging into her voluptuous flesh.
"Ah... Hakuya, you'll see... mngh-ugh!"
Cheryl wanted to close her legs in shame, but Hakuya forcefully pried them apart. He leaned down, his warm breath spraying onto her extremely sensitive sole. Then, he extended the tip of his tongue and, through the layer of thin, sheer stocking, licked and teased the gaps between her round, cute toes in detail. The slightly rough texture of the stocking mixed with the wet heat of his tongue; this strange sensation hit Cheryl like an electric shock. Her delicate body trembled violently, and a highly provocative, broken moan spilled from her throat.
"Ah! It tickles... not there... it feels weird..."
Hakuya's large hand slid up along her smooth, cream-like calf, reaching into the deepest part of her skirt without obstruction. His fingertips, separated by the layer of moist panty fabric, pressed precisely onto the clitoris that was already engorged and hard, rubbing it ruthlessly. The stimulating sensation of being scratched through the barrier made Cheryl fall completely. Her clear, charming eyes were now filled with mist. Her narrow, lower passage squirmed frantically due to extreme emptiness, and a large amount of warm, sticky love juice instantly soaked through her silk panties, winding down her inner thigh and dripping onto the back of Hakuya's hand.
"Mmm... hah... Hakuya... I'm going to break... please... please don't stop..."
This usually dignified and gentle older sister was now twisting her waist beneath Hakuya with a flushed face. Her jade foot resting on his shoulder curled tightly from the pleasure, her toes seemingly trying to carve marks into Hakuya's shoulder.
"Mmm... it feels much better~"
After a while, following the ankle massage, Cheryl twisted it gently and found she could walk a few steps.
"Good. We'll go back to the farm later to ice it."
Setting her down on the ground, seeing that the gentle older sister could move on her own despite her blushing face and trembling body, Hakuya nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned to look at the large mural in front of them.
Judging by the shapes, the two Pokémon on the mural should be...
"Darkrai and Cresselia?"
Hakuya raised an eyebrow, secretly surprised.
"Eh?!"
Beside him, the gentle older sister who had just calmed down also widened her beautiful eyes.
In this world, besides the official League classifications like type and egg group, there were also folk classifications for Pokémon.
Common Pokémon, Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon, Mythical Pokémon, and Legendary Pokémon.
Among them, Legendary Pokémon were divided into major legends and minor legends. Also, since most species had more than one individual, there was a distinction based on whether they held the authority of a deity.
The images of the two Pokémon carved on the stone wall were both Mythical Pokémon—Darkrai, known as the "Pitch-Black Pokémon," and Cresselia, known as the "Lunar Pokémon."
"So these are ancient ruins about these two Pokémon... it looks truly stunning!"
Gazing at the magnificent portrait before her and the words artificially carved on the side, Cheryl couldn't help but marvel.
Unlike other regions, perhaps due to its longer history, the Sinnoh region often had large and small ruins built by ancient people to worship Legendary Pokémon scattered in the wild.
Because of these conditions, mythological archaeology was quite popular in Sinnoh. Even the beautiful and powerful Champion Cynthia was a professional mythologist, running around every few days to explore various ruins related to Legendary Pokémon.
"Mmm, it looks like... the people who lived on Mt. Coronet before built this specifically to commemorate Cresselia helping them get rid of Darkrai's nightmares."
Since he had transmigrated into this world at a young age and studied related majors at the Pokémon Academy, Hakuya could roughly identify the ancient text on the stone wall. After pondering for a moment, he nodded in realization.
Normally, Darkrai would only appear on nights of the new moon, causing humans and Pokémon around it to enter a nightmare state.
But the one depicted on the wall was completely different from other members of its species; it could move freely anytime and anywhere, and it plagued the local mountain people with nightmares for a long time.
Finally, out of desperation, they sought help from Cresselia and resolved the issue.
On the other side, the curious Tinkatink had already jumped onto the stone table in front of the mural. Seeming to have discovered something, she excitedly held a glowing feather-like object and handed it to the Trainer.
[Lunar Wing (Rainbow): A feather that emits light like the moon's glow. Said to possess the power to dispel nightmares.]
[Note: The effect of this item has expired, but it might be able to summon the Lunar Pokémon—Cresselia—in specific situations.]
Looking at the item appraisal information that suddenly popped up on the system, Hakuya was stunned.
Well, besides carving the stone wall for commemoration, the ancient mountain people also enshrined the Lunar Wing that helped them escape the nightmares here.
"Thanks, Tinkatink."
Looking at the glowing feather before him, he smiled and rubbed the little one's head, then took it and put it in his backpack.
Although it no longer had the effect of dispelling nightmares, keeping it as a collection item to see if he could summon a Cresselia later wasn't a bad idea.
"Sa~"
On the side, Miss Gardevoir frowned slightly.
Her sensitive psychic perception seemed to be constantly reminding her that there was always a pair of eyes peeping from the dark in this secret chamber.
"Alright, since we're done scavenging, let's leave first."
After looking around and finding nothing else new besides the Lunar Wing, Hakuya called Cheryl and the Pokémon to prepare to leave.
"Shi~"
After a while, the huge stone mural was gradually covered by a shadow.
Emerging from the darkness, Darkrai's eyes lit up, and it quietly trailed after them.