(This is just a reminder that I'm going to be busy with a summer job until around the middle of July(approximately seven weeks). I'll definitely try to get some chapters out when I can, but I'm planning to hit the ground running hard once I have a decent nest egg to sit on. Thank you for your continued patience. I intend do everything within my power to reward you for it. That said, here's a BOOBA.)After having sex and subsequently making out in the hot spring, Jason and Megumi departed his Sanctum, placing them near the center of the training battlefield.
"I'm going to check in with my team and return to my duties. Just let me know when you want to do it again..." Megumi stated, having reverted to her curt, consummately professional demeanor.
"I definitely want us to spend more time together. But I'm not just going to call you at my leisure..." Jason stated exasperatedly, exhaling through his nose.
"I told you before—I'm not good at talking..." Megumi stated, adjusting her cap and avoiding Jason's gaze as she conceded, "But if I'm not on the clock and you want to vibe like before...I wouldn't be opposed to it..."
"I'll be looking forward to it..." Jason affirmed, adopting a broad, greatly appreciative smile. He would have liked to kiss Megumi to punctuate the exchange, but the moment he was finished speaking, the petite Security Chief gave him a nod before departing post-haste...
'I must have accumulated a considerable amount of good Karma in my previous world...' Jason thought whimsically, simultaneously allowing his gaze to fall to Megumi's pert and round bottom as she departed. His luck since arriving in the world of Pokémon, particularly regarding women, had been laughable. Megumi was yet another woman who felt like she should have been out of his league, but his circumstances and her sense of duty had brought them together like the opposing poles of a magnet. And were it not for his own sense of duty and morals, there was little preventing him from sleeping with dozens, possibly even hundreds, of other women...
'I'll need to be careful not to lose myself...' Jason concluded, closing his eyes and inhaling a deep, steadying breath through his nose. Objectively speaking, it was a good thing he had gotten used to being propositioned. His interactions with Megumi had earned him close to 40,000 AP, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. But if he stopped caring about the means he used to acquire AP, he would be no better than the ghost-like man who stabbed him.
Fortunately for Jason, he was surrounded by hypercompetent and highly supportive people. Whenever he felt lost and confused, there was always someone nearby to chime in and tell him what he needed to hear. So long as he remained receptive to their counsel and continued working hard to improve himself, he should be able to avoid devolving into an unrepentant bastard...
Feeling that he had sufficiently re-centered himself, Jason opened his eyes, adopted an increasingly common smile, and made his way up the stone steps leading from the training battlefield to the back entrance of the villa. Lunch had long been prepared, but instead of a traditional meal at a table, Lusamine had the kitchen staff prepare a self-service banquet for all personnel currently working in the villa. When Jason arrived, close to a dozen people were standing around and chatting with plates in hand, making it feel like they were hosting a house party—albeit one where all the guests behaved with due discretion...
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With Lillie occupied by her father's research, Lusamine dealing with clients, Maeve and Megumi on duty, Iris out and about, and Ren tailing the Zinopup, Jason ultimately found himself relaxing with Nanahoshi in her and Maeve's bedroom. Before that, he spent nearly half an hour in a Holo-call with his class, reassuring them that he and Lillie were okay and that they would be returning to class the following Monday. Lana insisted on coming over to make sure he was okay, but, for obvious reasons, that couldn't be allowed.
"So, what was having sex with Megumi like...?" Nanahoshi asked, lying on her stomach as Jason, straddling the backs of her thighs, gave her naked back and shoulders a slow, methodical massage.
"It was amazing..." Jason admitted plainly, running his thumbs along the muscles flanking Nanahoshi's spine as he added, "At least on my end. I'm pretty sure she enjoyed the bath we took after the fact more than the sex itself..."
"Mmn...I get that..." Nanahoshi muttered affirmingly, leaving Jason at a momentary loss for words. He wasn't exactly fishing for sympathy, but he didn't need confirmation that he was unable to gratify the women he slept with sexually...
"Did she tell you about herself...?" Nanahoshi questioned, piquing Jason's interest.
"We talked a bit about the Pasio Island incident, but that's about it. She didn't reveal anything about herself, other than the fact she isn't good at talking..." Jason revealed.
"Mmn...I see..." Nanahoshi muttered, leaving Jason in suspense for several seconds before appending, "I also don't know much about her, other than that she's strong. The two of us have never battled, but she was barred from entering the WCS a few years back after making it into the Masters Eight with her partner, Tyrantrum."
"Tyrantrum..." Jason repeated, the image of a rocky, red-skinned, white-maned tyrannosaur appearing in his mind. In the games, Tyrantrum was a Pokémon from the prehistoric era, primarily obtained by reviving a fossil in a lab. For her to have obtained one as her partner—Megumi's background couldn't be ordinary...
"If you haven't heard of it, it's a Rock and Dragon-Type Pokémon that went extinct a long time ago..." Nanahoshi confirmed, preempting at least one of Jason's follow-up questions by revealing, "Since it isn't a Pokémon that can be encountered in the wild, a bunch of people complained about Megumi having an unfair advantage in her matches. Because of that, the WCS implemented a rule stating that Pokémon below a certain population threshold couldn't be entered into the Masters Eight without an exception from the reigning Monarch and Director..."
"It's unfortunate for Megumi and her Tyrantrum, but it's probably for the best..." Jason attested, reasoning, "If the Masters Eight were dominated by Trainers in possession of Legendary or lab-grown Pokémon, it wouldn't be a reflection of their skill. It would be a demonstration of the resources they have access to..."
"Mmn...I get what you're saying..." Nanahoshi muttered, exhaling from her nose before forcing Jason to shift to his knees as she turned over, giving him a view of her modest, well-shaped breasts as she expressed, "But if it weren't a demonstration of the resources we have access to, we wouldn't be reliant on sponsorships and the support of our fans to finance our WCS runs..."
Repositioning himself, this time on the front of Nanahoshi's thighs, Jason began massaging the chestnut-haired beauty's toned abdomen—his tone gentle and a supportive smile adorning his face as he asked, "What made you want to remain a Trainer?"
"Because I wanted—because I want to be the best..." Nanahoshi responded firmly, guiding Jason's hands to her breasts. Their softness never failed to astonish Jason, leading to a lengthy silence as he held Nanahoshi's gaze, gently kneading and massaging her breasts with his palms and thumbs.
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"Oh? Am I interrupting something...?" Maeve asked, raising her right brow as she entered her and Nanahoshi's shared bedroom.
Recovering from a brief pause, Jason, resisting the urge to remove himself from Nanahoshi's thighs, smiled and responded, "We were just discussing the WCS and Megumi. Are you on break?"
"That's right. We have so much extra security right now—there really isn't a reason for me to patrol," Maeve stated, shrugging. Then, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world, she shed her maid outfit, unabashedly revealing her dark purple athletic underwear and the immaculate form she had sculpted throughout her life.
Though his pupils dilated at the sight, Jason didn't want Nanahoshi to think he was ignoring her. As a result, he promptly returned his attention to the chestnut-haired woman, his gaze meeting hers as he resumed the motion of his thumbs.
"You got room for one more...?" Maeve questioned, directing her words at Nanahoshi as she sat next to her and Jason atop the latter's bed.
"Mmn...I suppose..." Nanahoshi responded, grasping Jason's wrists to keep his hands in place as Maeve leaned into him with her shoulder and tempted him into a kiss. From there, the three of them spent much of the remaining time until dinner making out, cuddling, and resting on a plushie-lined sofa together. Near the end, Maeve gave him an increasingly skilled blowjob, forcing his not-so-little brother to attention before he spent their final few moments together holding Nanahoshi's waist and doing her from behind, just how she liked...
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Following dinner, Jason, feeling worried but modeling a calm demeanor, found himself waiting with Lillie outside the back of the villa, anxiously awaiting the return of Ren and the Zinopup. There had been no reports of anything going awry, but he couldn't help but worry.
"You really needn't worry so much. Ren is strong, and you've trained her very well," Lillie stated, modeling a gentle smile as she gave Jason a weak bump with her right shoulder.
'No worries,' Runa added, adopting a broad smile as she waved her four-digit hand at Jason, ostensibly attempting to reach out and comfort him.
"I believe in both her and Dex..." Jason stated, proferring his right index finger for Runa to grab as he added, "But even if she one day becomes completely independent and no longer needs me to look after her, I will never stop worrying or caring about Ren's well-being..."
"I see..." Lillie muttered, her smile broadening as she closed her eyes, leaned her head against Jason's shoulder, and remarked, "I'm certain my father felt the same way about Gladion, me, and mother..."
"I know he did..." Jason affirmed, raising his gaze to the increasingly pink and orange-tinted sky above. Lillie's mention of her father prompted him to reflect on his actions and behavior throughout the day—particularly his encounters with Lusamine. If he were thinking and behaving rationally, he would end their relationship full-stop. Instead, he found himself resolving to continue looking after both her and Lillie until Mohn could be found and safely returned...
'Possibly even longer...' Jason thought, his eyes narrowing. Lusamine was much older than him. But after everything they had experienced and done together, he wasn't sure he could give her up. He would naturally respect her decision. But if she kept spurring him as he did, he wouldn't be able to step back without a fight...
'I've become greedy...' Jason noted, the images of more than a dozen extraordinary beauties flashing across his mind. The concept of having a harem still felt absurd to him, but he no longer felt nearly as guilty about it. Rather, as the number of women he associated with grew, his desire to protect, care for, and preserve them grew.
"Oh, look! It's Ren...!" Lillie chimed, her expression brightening as Ren appeared, bounding over the back wall of the training battlefield. The sight of her initially brought Jason considerable relief. But as he got a better look at her, the smile on his face turned into a slight frown.
"Jason! Lillie~!" Ren exclaimed, waving her right forepaw excitedly as she raced over to give the former a rib-straining hug. Notably, while she didn't appear to be injured, her clothes were torn, slashed, and slightly charred. Her left boob was poking out, and there was a series of three gash marks along her left flank.
Though he was concerned about her condition, Jason first focused on reciprocating Ren's embrace. In the process, he noticed that her body was radiating heat like a furnace. And though her clothes were charred and torn, her fur was wet and had a musky, chestnut smell that filled his nose as he inhaled.
Releasing Jason from her hold, Ren confirmed the former's suspicions by adopting a wide, clearly excited smile and revealing, "It was amazing! Ren got to battle lots and lots...!"
"I can see that..." Jason responded, forcing a smile and exhaling through his nose as he extended his right hand to ruffle the somewhat matted fur between Ren's angled ears. At the same time, the Zinopup appeared from over the same wall, its scale-covered body lacking luster and its usually platinum blonde fur appearing noticeably more yellow. It had clearly been in a few battles of its own, and due to its pride, it barely afforded him and Lillie a glance before slinking off to the side with a slight but noticeable limp...
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