Even Sinnoh champions have to work hard.

"You don't know?" Lugia looked directly into Kazama Shiramo's eyes, her sincerity almost heartbreaking. "I thought you would answer without hesitation that you liked me..."

Lugia's lips twitched slightly, and her eyes welled up with tears. This must be what pain felt like: "I thought I was the first one here. I thought I was very important to you. But... but why is this happening?"

"Being with you is supposed to be so joyful, and understanding your feelings should be so wonderful, right? Why does double the happiness feel so painful when combined? Tell me, Bai Mo, why am I in so much pain?"

"I'm sorry." Kazama Shiromo pulled Lugia into his arms and gently stroked her long white hair, but Lugia pushed him away.

"Why are you apologizing to me?!" Lugia's eyes glistened with tears. "I was the one who seduced you in the first place. When you were just a twelve-year-old child, I took you to a deserted place on the island and did XXXXXXXXX, then XXXXXXXXX, and then pinned you down on the beach and did XXXXXXXXXXXX."

"Now too, I brought you home and even watched as Kyoka pinned you down on my own bed."

"Do you think I fucking want to?"

Lugia screamed hoarsely. Luckily, there was no one around now, otherwise it would definitely have attracted a crowd. This drama of a scumbag and a heartless man would probably have been very eye-catching.

Lugia's outburst even terrified the three idiots. Even Zapdos, usually the most agile, trembled and dared not speak. Even Articuno, who was in love with Lugia, dared not look at Kazama Shiro with its arrogant gaze anymore, and quietly shrank to the side to observe the development of the situation. For a moment, she even felt that this couple might be doomed tonight, and wondered whether she should take advantage of the situation.

Silence fell. Silence was the Cambridge of tonight. In this eerie silence, Kazama Shiramo's voice sounded pale and powerless. He had never imagined such a conversation. All he could convey was a simple, "I'm sorry."

"I told you not to apologize to me." A hint of despair crept into Lugia's voice. "Don't apologize to me. I feel like I don't deserve it, really..."

P.S. The second update is being written now, you have to trust me!

Chapter 89 Lugia Gradually Entering a High Tide

"I feel unworthy. After all, I've always felt unworthy of being called a good woman..."

Tears streamed down Lugia's face as she earnestly explained to Kazama Shiramo, her words not a lie.

If we're talking about the god of the sea, Lugia has always been a very qualified and competent deity, an absolute being of the order and good side, completely different from those frivolous, seductive, and shameless women!

But when it comes to matters of the heart, let's take a look at what this great sea guardian actually did.

First, when faced with a cute little boy, taking advantage of the fact that he wanted to save the world, he made some private date requests. During the date, he even molested a handsome 12-year-old boy and taught him a lot of unspeakable knowledge.

Eight years later, after the other person was already married, he still tried every means to seduce her into an extramarital affair that transcended race and was both physiological and moral. After sleeping with her, he was even threatened into sleeping with his accomplice, Georka, for a night.

This is something that is hard to forgive no matter how you look at it. Despite being a kind deity, Lugia couldn't bring herself to think of herself as a good woman.

The only emotion that has sustained her until now is her deep-seated obsession with Kazama Shiromo. She firmly believes that he loves her, and it is this belief that has allowed her to continue to this point.

So she asked, given that all the right conditions were met, what romantic response would she receive from the other person?

But no...

Kazama Shiro hesitated. In that instant, he thought of many things. That instant felt like an eternity to him. He recalled his first meeting with Lugia, his marriage to Rie, his affair with Ho-Oh, and then Erika, Lugia, Gardevoir, Kyogre, Froslass, and Oboro. He remembered so many things.

I also clearly realized an unavoidable fact—that I am a scumbag!

I, Bai Mo, am a scumbag!

That's right, I am a scumbag, I have all sorts of relationships with many women and Pokémon, and I'm even married. I'm already on the verge of moral collapse.

The only thing Kazama Shiromo can still hold onto in his heart is the fact that he still deeply loves Rie. This is the only outward facade that allows him to tell himself that he is still a good husband.

Although this outer garment is fragile and merely a fig leaf, Kazama Shiramo still wants to maintain it as much as possible.

This is the root of Kazama Shiramo's hesitation, and also the root of his conflict with Lugia.

Unlike Ho-Oh, who has a clear understanding of the situation, Ho-Oh is very clear that the other party is a married human and that he is a Pokémon. Although they have developed a close relationship that transcends that of a human and a Pokémon, Ho-Oh's self-perception has not changed much.

In other words, Ho-Oh still sees itself as Kazama Shiramo's Pokémon, and its only goal is to become Kazama Shiramo's favorite Pokémon. Its existence does not contradict Rie's existence.

As for Kyogre, his intimate relationship with Shirasumi Kazama was more like a wild animal seeking pleasure, mixed with his simple affection and desire for Shirasumi Kazama at the time, and he never sought any wife-like feelings.

But Lugia is different; she wants too much.

To put it simply, a mistress who doesn't want to become the official mistress isn't a good mistress, and a Pokémon that doesn't want to be a trainer's wife isn't a good Pokémon either. What Lugia wants to seek is no longer just to maintain a simple relationship with Kazama Shirai.

What Lugia wants, Kazama Shiramo cannot give.

Although Kazama Shiramo wasn't fully aware of the problem yet, he had a vague premonition that Lugia wanted more than just a simple "I like you".

When a woman speaks, she never simply says what is written on paper; there are many things that need to be pondered. This is especially evident when she is with an interesting man.

For example, if a girl just asked you out, suggesting things like a hotel pool, a movie theater, or a water park, which clearly indicates something, but then later in the conversation she says something strange like she's on her period, please be aware that she definitely doesn't mean "I want you to bring me brown sugar water!"

The whole thing translates to: I have feelings for you, and I want to ask you out, but I'm not some slut who'd sleep with you after just one meal of spicy hot pot.

At the very least, it should be a five-star hotel, with flowers in bloom, moonlight, red candles, and sake—that would be a proper arrangement!

The fact that my period is coming sends a very profound message: I can't be taken advantage of right now. Even if you make plans with me tomorrow, you can't sleep with me that day. I'm a woman with pride.

Of course, how much of the information conveyed in these words is true is up to each individual to discern; after all, those who are not good-looking will never know just how proactive a woman can be.

What Lugia is begging for today is not just a simple "I like you" answer; it's a huge trap.

If Kazama Shiramo were to answer "I like you" without hesitation, things would start to spiral out of control.

A liking can lead to many things. If you get this answer, it will mark the beginning of a whole new world for the relationship between the two people. It is a milestone-like starting point.

I like you. That one reason is enough for a woman who likes to stir up trouble to do a bunch of things you can't even imagine.

Don't you like me? Why are there other women on your contact list?

Don't you like me? Why are you still playing games with other girls?

Don't you like me? Why won't you even link your QQ number with mine?

Don't you like me? Why can't I delete the weird women in your contact list?

You say you like me? You can't even do this simple thing, yet you dare say you like me?

Liking someone means taking the initiative. Once a man sincerely tells a woman he likes her, their relationship will enter a completely new phase.

If you have desires, you become passive; if you have desires, you will inevitably lose something.

If Kazama Shiromo were to simply express his feelings for Lugia today, Lugia's ambition would begin to extend uncontrollably to a whole new level!

At that time…

P.S. I'll definitely be posting a second update today! When have I, Bai Mo Gege, ever lied to you guys?

Chapter 90 An Embrace with Hidden Motives

At that time, many things will no longer be able to stop Lugia's progress.

Arceus? Sorry, but he likes me, and you have no right to steal him away, right?

He's already married? Sorry, how are we supposed to date when we're the same race?

Nothing could stand in Lugia's way anymore.

Lugia has kept her love for Kazama Shiramo hidden in her heart, and even now she doesn't dare to be too obvious because she has no legitimate reason or righteous cause to rely on.

A pretext has always been a very important thing. Throughout history, countless people have rebelled. When a dynasty was still able to hold on to some extent, the pretexts needed were mostly strange terms like "purging the court of corrupt officials."

To break a conventional state, one needs a title or justification, and Lugia, who is planning a rebellion, needs a reason that can deeply penetrate Kazama Shirasumi's life.

Because Lugia's position has always been quite awkward. Although Kazama Shiramo's affection for Lugia even surpasses that for Ho-Oh, Lugia has always been burdened with an awkward situation and status—being a mistress.

The mistress, the mistress, in the end, she became someone else's mistress.

She became the third party between Arceus and Kazama Shirasumi, and also between Rie Kugimiya and Kazama Shirasumi. Only a mistress who has been in the same situation can understand the desire of a mistress for recognition.

I, Lugia, want to be promoted!

"Do you like me? Tell me, Bai Mo, I really don't know!" Lugia's eyes were brimming with tears, not just an act, but a genuine desire for recognition and a feeling of pain.

Do you like Lugia? Of course I do! Kazama Shiramo could say that without any hesitation. He really liked Lugia, not just as the god of the sea, but also as a Pokémon.

Rather, they genuinely felt affection for Rocky Adam as a 'woman' or a 'woman of the opposite sex'.

It's strange and unbelievable, but it's true, after all...

I am Kazama Shiramo, the Sorrowful Wind!

But keeping some things to yourself is one thing, and saying them out loud is another.

The value of language varies greatly. Sometimes, the sweet talk of a scumbag is more effective than the hard work of an honest person. Sometimes, a single wrong word can have serious consequences.

Once those words are spoken, there's no going back!

"Luggia, I..."

The two gazed at each other for a long time, their eyes conveying hesitation, love, confusion, regret, reluctance, shame, and so on. Complex and melancholic emotions swirled and intertwined, and they didn't know how to reach each other's hearts, unable to convey their intentions.

"No need to say anything more." Before Kazama Shiromi could answer, Lugia finally interrupted her. Her expression was cold, and her brows conveyed the message that she did not want to continue discussing this topic with him.

There was heartache over Kazama Shiro's hesitation, regret for his own lack of ambition, but above all, there was fear.

A shadow of fear lingered in Lugia's heart. She wanted to know the answer, yet she was also afraid to know it. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, Lugia did not want to hear a single word of "no" from the other party.

She couldn't accept such a cruel reality.

"Stop talking, I suddenly don't want to listen anymore." Lugia forced a smile and gently took Kazama Shiramo's small hand: "I suddenly don't want to listen anymore, after all, there are so many people here, and I'm shy too."

So many people...

Kazama Shiromo glanced around discreetly and realized that apart from himself, there were no other creatures that could be considered human. Those three silly little girls certainly couldn't be counted as human, and besides…

Is it really embarrassing? It might sound very businesslike, but Lugia doesn't seem as shy as people say. Or does a Pokémon like Lugia even know what shyness is?

Would a woman who can molest a twelve-year-old boy, a woman who recently had two threesomes, a woman who just kissed him passionately in public... really be shy?

Of course, there are some things you can think about, but saying them out loud will get you fucked.

"Hmm." Kazama Shiromo replied calmly. Lugia seemed much calmer now, but Kazama Shiromo felt inexplicably guilty and didn't know how to answer this question.

Two people with their own thoughts wanted to get closer during their embrace, but they found that there was something slightly off about their hugs.

What is she/he thinking? The Pokémon and its trainer, embracing each other, both want to understand each other's feelings, yet there seems to be a distance between them. Yes, it's confirmed, there's a sense of ulterior motives on their part.

"Take them out to play. It's not easy for them to get out and have some fun." Lugia smiled gently and beautifully, as if the woman with tears in her eyes just moments before was another woman, no, a goddess.

"Um... okay." The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment, and Kazama Shiro didn't know what to say. At this moment, he suddenly felt grateful to have the three silly girls by his side, as if they were the fruit of their love.

If a couple has a child, the child can often act as a buffer during arguments, whether it's a fight or a divorce. In many situations, the child can serve as a safety net.

Although Zapdos, Moltres, and Articuno are not the children of Kazama Shiramo and Lugia, their status is actually quite similar, and their feelings are the same.

Zapdos: "They seem to have said they'd take us out for fun."

Moltres: "It seems so."