Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

"What kind of resolve?" Kazama Shiromo was somewhat afraid to look at Erika's courageous eyes. He had to admit that Erika had forcefully torn a corner of his psychological defenses open and occupied a small place in his heart.

From that moment on, a shadow appeared in his heart: an elegant and intelligent girl in a kimono with flowing sleeves.

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P.S. I really wanted to write that the male protagonist was drained dry again, but after thinking about it, I don't know any virgins who can turn into a juicer on their first night, so I'll stick to reality. By the way, I also want to remind my lovely readers to be careful and not be too easily fooled; hentai is all lies.

The PS chapter has been taken offline for rectification. I posted the original text in the group. It's really frustrating. Are they not even allowing subtle writing and psychological descriptions anymore?

The 66 chapters added temporarily will be deleted after release.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Kazama Shiramo was completely under Erika's control, letting her tear off his robe and do whatever she wanted to him.

His eyes were somewhat vacant, but the stimulation of hormones made him instinctively hug Erica tightly.

Feeling Kazama Shiramo's warm yet somewhat aggressive movements, Erika revealed a smug smile.

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Where am I? Is this Erica's house, the room I usually stay in? Startled awake by the blinding sunlight, Kazama Shiramo stared blankly at the ceiling and yawned.

Hmm, something's not right. A soft and wonderful sensation came from my hand. Ho-Oh's isn't that small, Rie's isn't that big... This is—Erika...

Kazama Shiromo, clinging to the last glimmer of hope that the person next to him was just an inflatable doll, was instead met with Erika's tear-streaked sleeping face, the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes looking so pitiful and charming.

Kazama Shiramo took a deep breath. Memories of last night flooded back like a tidal wave: he had been drugged by Erika, then Erika had stripped him naked and taken advantage of him, and then…

Kazama Shiramo lifted the blanket, his gaze sweeping inside. Inside was Erika's beautiful slender waist, long legs, and... cough cough, none of that mattered. Kazama Shiramo clearly saw some dark red bloodstains on the sheets.

Honestly, she's clearly a virgin and yet she dares to act so recklessly. Kazama Shiromo rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache. It seemed that the floral scent he smelled yesterday must have been an aphrodisiac. But it was probably thanks to the aphrodisiac that Erika's pain was relieved. Otherwise, with his irrational way of fucking her last night, Erika might have been fucked to death.

"Hmm, uh, um." As Kazama Shiromo fell into deep thought, Erika, who was lying in Kazama Shiromo's arms, whimpered twice and woke up.

Upon waking, Elijah immediately felt a tearing pain in her lower body. Although it was much better than when she had just lost her virginity yesterday, the pain still brought a tear to the eye of Elijah, who had never suffered much hardship in her life.

"You're awake." Looking at Erica who had just woken up, Kazama Shiramo didn't know what to say for a moment. If it were before he started dating Rie, he would have grabbed Erica's hand immediately and vowed to take responsibility and marry her, even if it meant marrying into her family.

But he can't do it now. He feels guilty and confused about Erica, and he doesn't know how to express it. Even though he was drugged by Erica and is theoretically the victim, in this kind of thing, the boy should always be the one who benefits.

"Mm." Erica nodded gently, looking at Kazama Shiramo with a pitiful expression. Kazama Shiramo didn't know what to do for a moment, so he could only gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The two stared at each other for a long time. Kazama Shiromo gently stroked Erika's face and couldn't help but ask first, "Does it still hurt?"

It would have been better not to ask. After asking, Ai Lijia made a face like a schoolchild who had just received a shot: "It hurts."

"Sigh." Kazama Shiramo gently pinched her cheek. "Now you know what pain is? You really are an inexperienced virgin who dares to act so recklessly. Tell me, why did you do this?"

Last night, Erica was very imposing as she mounted the horse, but now she nestled obediently into Kazama Shiramo's arms, pulling the blanket up a little, looking as cute as a little squirrel: "Didn't I tell you last night that I like you?"

"Why didn't you say some things sooner?" Kazama Shiromo covered his face with his hands, utterly exasperated. "You were at my wedding! I've been married for a year, didn't you know?"

"I know," Erica nestled sweetly against Kazama Shiromo's chest. "But this is probably my last chance. I don't know when we'll meet again, or if she'll still be by your side when I see you next. I... I can only seize this last chance. I want to... hold you tight."

After thinking for a moment, Erica looked at Kazama Shiro with unwavering determination: "I, Erica, am prepared!"

"What kind of resolve?" Kazama Shiromo was somewhat afraid to look at Erika's courageous eyes. He had to admit that Erika had forcefully torn a corner of his psychological defenses open and occupied a small place in his heart.

From that moment on, a shadow appeared in his heart: an elegant and intelligent girl in a kimono with flowing sleeves.

P.S. I'm so desperate! I was just using metaphorical descriptions and psychological descriptions that interrupted the plot, and I was already going at a really fast pace, but it still failed. Chapter 66 won't be released until tomorrow. If you can't follow the plot, just fill in this chapter for now. Anyway, it's a free chapter, so this chapter won't be counted as an update!

P.S. Also, from now on, any scenes involving sexual assault will be replaced with the core socialist values. To read the original chapters, please find them in the group files.

PS group number: 576538465, Bai Mo's Pokémon anthropomorphism class, answer to join: Flygon

Chapter 67 The most tragic one is Gardevoir.

"I will never get married in this lifetime." Ai Lijia's eyes slowly filled with love as she looked at Kazama Shiromo. This tactful yet direct answer left Kazama Shiromo somewhat speechless.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Kazama Shiromo rubbed Erika's little head, biting his lip with a conflicted expression. Although he had developed a strong possessive desire for Erika, he knew he couldn't make any promises to her and had no reason to restrict her.

“I’m not talking nonsense.” Erica pulled the blanket up and snuggled closer to Kazama Shiro, finding a more comfortable position to lie down in. “I’m the Gym Leader of the Rainbow Gym, Shiro, you should know what that means, right?”

"That means you'll be the next successor, right?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Alica winked playfully and gave a flirtatious look: “I’m the only direct heir of the family’s next generation. Alica, it’s impossible for me to marry out. Even if I were to get married, it would only be if the other party moved in.”

"So, Erica doesn't need to get married, as long as she has a child to inherit the family business." Erica blinked her eyes and drew circles on Kazama Shiromo's body with her little hands. Now that she had regained her composure, Erica's eyes had a hint of sullenness, and she was still like that elegant and charming young lady.

"So, are we going to find a child now?" Kazama Shiromo wasn't so easily teased now. He looked at Erika with a grin, his eyes full of amusement.

"call!"

Alika's expression suddenly changed, and like a frightened bird, she shrank back, wrapped herself in the blanket, and cried out, "No, what are you trying to do?"

Kazama Shiramo picked up the robe that Erika had forcibly ripped off and even torn, and silently put it on. He turned around and gave Erika, who was like a frightened bird, a comical smile: "Don't worry, I'm not that much of a beast."

After finishing his explanation, Kazama Shiromo straightened his disguise and left. There was one more thing Kazama Shiromo didn't tell Ai Lijia; he really didn't have the energy for it right now.

"Good morning, Kazama-san." As Kazama Shiromo stepped out, he saw the head maid standing at the door with a gentle smile, looking both congratulatory and shy, as if she had been waiting for quite some time.

"I don't think it can be described as noon right now." She glanced up at the blazing sun. "Don't you think there's anything that needs explaining about what happened last night, Miss Head Maid?"

"Oh, Kazama-san, are you referring to Miss's poor technique? Forgive her, after all, Miss has no experience. Shouldn't the boy be very happy? After all, it's the first time he's had such a wonderful possessive feeling towards a girl!" The head maid covered her mouth and chuckled. Kazama Shiramo even felt as if he could see the nine white tails swaying wildly behind the head maid—this old nine-tailed spirit, there's really no way to deal with her.

"Ah, Miss Head Maid, after all, I am a man here in such a disheveled state. As a lady, don't you have the slightest sense of shame?"

"Oh, Kazama-san, as the young lady's personal maid, in addition to taking care of her daily life, I also have the function of accompanying her in bed when she is not feeling well. So, if you're not worried that the young lady in the house will be jealous, you can come anytime without any problem."

Kazama Shiramo's lips twitched, and veins bulged on his forehead. He knew perfectly well that she was responsible for drugging him last night, but he still couldn't bring himself to directly accuse her.

"Could you please move aside, Miss Head Maid?" Kazama Shiromo could only urge her with a kind smile, "I want to take a shower. Also, could you please go in and tidy up the sheets? After all, a girl's first time is very meaningful. Let her tidy them up."

"Yes, Kazama-san." The head maid stepped aside, and Kazama Shiramo hurried toward the bathroom. He had no choice but to hurry, because what if Ho-Oh noticed his scent? Besides, he couldn't let his guard down with Gardevoir today; it would be terrible if Gardevoir sensed anything about Erika.

But keeping it from Gardevoir all the time isn't a solution, is it? After thinking it over, Kazama Shiro decided to be honest with Gardevoir. After all, he couldn't be on guard against Gardevoir forever, and besides, Gardevoir was his sweet little darling, so it was okay.

After a hurried shower, probably at the head maid's behest, a maid very considerately brought over all the dried clothes and personal belongings that Kazama Shiramo had placed in the basket yesterday.

Although he quickly cleared his mind with the simple thought of washing off the smell, Kazama Shiramo still felt less tired after taking a shower. After changing into clean clothes and getting his Poké Ball back, Kazama Shiramo finally felt more at ease. If he hadn't been so careless last night and had brought his Poké Ball with him, this probably wouldn't have happened.

It's no use regretting it now. Kazama Shiromo straightened his clothes, pondering whether he should confess to Rie and seek her forgiveness. After all, having mistresses on the outside while keeping the wife at home sounds exciting, but it's really not a good thing to do.

"Mr. Kazama, Miss is waiting for you in the dining room." Kazama Shiramo, who had just finished getting ready, went out and saw a maid standing at the door, smiling at him.

As always, she was considerate or even meticulous. Kazama Shiromo stroked her chin. Ever since she was twelve, the head maid had been this gentle and attentive. Now, looking back, Kazama Shiromo suddenly understood something. Just like now, she was probably afraid that she would slip away, so she asked the maid to wait outside in advance?

Although I had no intention of running away, so this move seems somewhat redundant now, if my plan was to take advantage of the situation and then make a quick getaway, then this move would be brilliant.

However, he was not such an irresponsible man. Although he was in a terrible predicament and didn't know how to deal with it, Kazama Shiromo would still face it. He was a man who had saved the world, so how could he be afraid of something like a woman?

'So what exactly happened to Master while I was away?' Gardevoir conveyed its doubts through telepathy.

Kazama Shiramo smiled: 'Keep this a secret, Gardevoir.'

Kazama Shiramo's memories echoed in Gardevoir's mind. Gardevoir fell silent. "What does it feel like to watch a video of your wife being raped?"

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P.S. I'm exhausted from this sudden warning today. There wasn't much explicit content, but the crackdown is invincible, and this is considered crossing the line. It's so tiring! I'm begging for votes! My author backing isn't strong enough, after all, I'm a nobody. Please, dear readers, have pity on me and give me some money! Waaaaaah!

April Update Details

To climb the new book charts, this bounty was a last resort; I had no choice but to work hard on the manuscript during the Qingming Festival.

1. Starting in April, I'll add one extra chapter for every 150 monthly votes, and this will continue for a month with no upper limit! I'm willing to stay up as long as you can for as many monthly votes as I can, until I die from exhaustion. It's all for the honor of the new book chart. Come on, who's afraid of who!

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P.S. Today's update will be very late. I should have told you all that my uncle has nasal cancer and I'm going to visit him. I'll be working late to finish the update. Finally, I'm begging for your votes!

Chapter 68 Grasping Fate by the Throat

Although he can communicate happily with Gardevoir using his psychic powers, there is nothing Kazama Shiramo can do if Gardevoir doesn't respond.

After all, even with superpowers, he doesn't have the ability to perceive human thoughts like Gardevoir, so he has no way of knowing what Gardevoir is thinking.

Gardevoir remained silent, and Kazama Shiramo was at a loss for what to do. Perhaps his little darling was grieving over her tragic past.

Kazama Shiromo took a couple of breaths, and with extremely complicated feelings, he pushed open the door to the dining room and saw Erika waving obediently at him from her seat.

"Bai Mo, come here quickly."

"kindness."

Kazama Shiramo responded and pulled out a chair to sit down. As Erika watched him sit down, even though it was an ordinary action, Erika smiled very happily.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm happy."

"Why are you happy?"

"Because I like you!"

……

A straight shot, a completely uninhibited and elegant young lady's straight shot, Kazama Shiramo's heart raced wildly.

This is infidelity! This is infidelity! This is infidelity! Kazama Shiromo reminded herself three times, wondering if she had been too promiscuous. Even her infidelity was done in such a refined and unconventional way, like a third-rate romance drama about a domineering female CEO.

"Ahem, let's talk about something else." Kazama Shiramo was somewhat afraid to meet Erika's ambiguous gaze, feeling very guilty.

"Oh, let's talk about something else?" A slight smile appeared on Erika's lips. Despite being a righteous person, her smile sent a chill down Kazama Shiromo's spine.

"Ahem." Kazama Shiromo coughed twice. "I mean, let's talk about serious matters, like, like... how about talking about righteous matters?"

"Oh." Erica's expression was icy: "You're going to talk about other women the day after you just played with me last night?"

"So what are you thinking?" Kazama Shiromo was somewhat amused and exasperated. "That child is just my disciple, nothing more. How could I possibly like a girl who looks like an elementary school student?"

Ai Lijia looked disgusted: "Think about what your wife looks like, don't you think your statement is completely unconvincing?"

Kazama Shiramo's forehead broke out in a cold sweat: "I'm not a lolicon, it's just that Rie happens to be petite."