With the help of Gardevoir's [Teleport] move, Hakuya brought Cheryl from the cave back to the wooden cabin in a flash.
"Pardon the intrusion~"
Unlike Rosa's first visit to the farm, this side-ponytail beauty was significantly more poised and elegant, her every move radiating a gentle and refined charm.
However, in the next second, before she could even maintain her mature "big sister" persona, Cheryl was instantly knocked back to her original state—returning to the same blushing, cherry-faced mess she was in the cave.
"Hakuya?!"
She pointed stutteringly at the figure lunging toward the Farm Owner, her snowy, delicate face dyed crimson.
How... how can there be something so rule-breaking?!
Cheryl stared at the Miltank-girl, who was shoving her heavy, fertile snow-globes right up to Hakuya's lips, her mind going completely blank.
Suddenly, as a Treasure Hunter, she recalled an urban legend she had heard.
It spoke of a young farm owner who looked glamorous on the outside but secretly collected beautiful female Trainers, keeping them like Pokémon on his farm to engage in all sorts of "adults-only" activities...
It's over! Now that I've stepped through this door, I'm going to be ruthlessly disciplined too!
"Cheryl, it's not what you think..."
Before the gentle beauty could faint from shame, Hakuya, seeing that she didn't respond after several calls, had no choice but to pinch her cheek and speak helplessly.
"Let me introduce you. She is Miltank~"
"Muu~"
The cow-girl loli, whose "feeding" was interrupted again, pouted resentfully, but she still stared at Cheryl with her big, cute eyes.
"Eh?!"
Cheryl froze, her emerald eyes suddenly lighting up.
"Oh, so this child is actually a Miltank."
Following Hakuya's explanation, the gentle beauty finally nodded in realization.
Although she was hearing about the supernatural ability to turn Pokémon into human girls for the first time, as a well-traveled Treasure Hunter, she was quickly convinced.
If he hadn't explained, she would have thought...
Suddenly, her face turned so red it looked ripe, and she tremblingly lowered her head.
"It's okay. It's normal to have strange thoughts the first time you see this."
Hakuya didn't know what the gentle beauty had just imagined, but as long as she didn't immediately call Officer Jenny to have him arrested by the League, he was relieved.
"Mmm... I misunderstood earlier. How about I cook dinner for everyone tonight as an apology?~"
Cheryl patted her flushed cheeks and looked at the Farm Owner with a bit of embarrassment.
"Don't worry, my cooking is quite good. I'll definitely make sure you're satisfied, Hakuya!"
"Sure, I'll leave it to you then, Cheryl~"
Seeing Cheryl's anxiousness to prove herself as she patted her chest confidently, Hakuya smiled and agreed.
While the gentle beauty went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, he headed toward the pasture with Tinkaton.
Because they had left for the Mt. Coronet cave in the morning, the Miltanks hadn't been milked yet today.
"Moo~"
Thanks to the completion of the greenhouse shed, the Miltanks' quality of life had risen to another level.
During the day, they could wander the lush green grass, grazing and sunbathing; in the evening, they returned to the shed in small groups to eat special Pokémon food placed in the troughs or doze off on thick, dry straw.
With such a relaxed and comfortable life, Hakuya was surprised to find that the raw milk freshly squeezed from these little ones was exceptionally fragrant, with a quality far higher than before.
Combined with the [Juice Overflow] and [Abundant Body] traits, every metric was dozens of times higher than raw milk from an ordinary farm.
"Tinka!~"
Beside him, watching the high-quality raw milk flow into the buckets, Tinkaton showed a joyful smile.
After filling the wooden buckets with milk and gathering the various Evolution Stones from the cave, Hakuya sold them all to Uncle Yoshino, who came to the farm for his daily pickup.
League Calendar: Year 2075, October 19th. Hiyori Town Farm. Income: Sold Dusk Stones and other evolution items for a total of 1.8 million League Coins. Expenditure: None. Progress: Explored the Mt. Coronet cave. Remaining Farm Funds: 1,884,000 League Coins.
After the transfer to his Sinnoh League bank card was completed, Hakuya returned to his room to record the farm log for the day.
Since the raw milk was used to fulfill the contract with the Hearthome Consolidated Group, the only direct income today was from the Evolution Stones.
"Mmm... in a day or two, the milk processing equipment will be delivered via Lapras Logistics. Once it's set up, we can officially start production..."
Hakuya twirled the pen in his hand, unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
Beyond milk processing, the medicinal herbs, Wang-Wang Grain, and Rolling Beans were all nearing harvest. The next half month would be a period of hard work and massive profits.
"Hakuya, dinner is ready!~"
Just as he put the logbook back in the drawer, Cheryl's clear and seductive voice called from outside.
"Coming!~"
Midnight.
The Farm Owner and the Pokémon girls, full and satisfied, had early on entered a sweet dreamland.
Hiss~
Suddenly, a dark shadow drifted in through the window.
Mmm... it looks like just a simple, ordinary wooden cabin.
Darkrai, who had followed them all the way, withdrew her gaze and nodded thoughtfully.
For this Pitch-Black Pokémon, the only fun was dragging humans and Pokémon into nightmares to watch their struggling, trembling forms.
After breaking free from the seal at Mt. Coronet where she had slept for thousands of years, Darkrai was eager for some entertainment.
With a gentle wave of her hand, a swirling black mist completely enveloped the entire house.
Hiss~
Darkrai looked around, selecting which Pokémon girl to start with.
To her, Pokémon turning into human girls wasn't actually that strange; for example, Latias in Altomare had a similar ability. As the Nightmare Goddess, she could also transform into a human girl if she wished.
However, seeing so many Pokémon girls in one small cabin did surprise her a little.
Hiss~
First, let's start with the older sister in the white silk dress on the sofa...
Darkrai decided to see what kind of nightmare this Gardevoir was having.
After all, this cold, white-silk beauty had used [Teleport] to spirit the Trainer away from the cave, forcing Darkrai to put in a lot of effort to track them here.
Hiss~
The Nightmare Goddess let out a faint cry, her eyes filled with expectation.
A few seconds later, she entered Gardevoir's dream.
[Ngh... Master... haah...] Yes... just like that... [Mmm... I love Master so much...]
The moment she entered, waves of high-pitched moans swept through the Nightmare Goddess's ears.
???
Watching Gardevoir in the dream—who was undoing her sheer dress like a woman possessed and pinning the Trainer to the floor—Darkrai's face was full of question marks.
Wait a minute... that blushing, ecstatic expression doesn't look like a nightmare at all!
Darkrai, feeling her worldview being shattered, watched the entire process before finally snapping out of it.
Fortunately, the final scene of the dream was somewhat close to the nightmare theme.
Gardevoir was slumped on a floor covered in "fluid," her entire body limp and exhausted, yet she reached out with teary eyes toward the receding Trainer.
[Wuuu-wuuu...] [No... don't go... I... I still have strength left in my body...] [Don't... don't leave me...]
Seeing this, the Nightmare Goddess shook her head violently, wondering in confusion.
This dream is way too weird—
She looked at the real-life Gardevoir, whose face was flushed crimson and who couldn't stop let out soft whimpers. Darkrai decided to try a different Pokémon girl.
With that thought, she drifted across the large living room and into the kitchen.
A pink-and-white loli in a cherry-white puff-sleeve dress was leaning against the cabinet, sleeping soundly.
It seemed this Alcremie had gotten hungry and come to the kitchen to find food before falling asleep.
Now... let me see what nightmare you're having!
The Nightmare Goddess licked her lips excitedly, her eyes glowing purple as she entered Alcremie's dream.
[Wuuu... Master, this po... posture is so shameful... mmm...] [Eee... it's too intense...] [Ngh... I... I can't take it anymore...]
Darkrai observed the dream for a few seconds and was quite satisfied with the way Alcremie was frantically swaying her hips and letting out high-pitched cries.
Clearly, this pink-and-white loli was having a "nightmare."
She dreamed she was being held by the waist by her Trainer, beginning a brutal, year-long session of "torment."
Her knitted brows, her bitten lips, and the way her swan-like neck arched back all spoke of the struggle and pain of a nightmare.
At first, Darkrai nodded in satisfaction the more she watched.
After all, this expression of being on the verge of collapse was much more "normal" than Gardevoir's earlier performance.
But soon, the clever goddess realized something was wrong.
Hiss~
No... no... wait a second!
The Nightmare Goddess stopped, staring in shock at the final images of the dream.
[Ngh... ee-ee...] [Wuuu... it doesn't hurt anymore... I love it...]
At this moment, Alcremie, her entire body stained with "filth," was being held by the Trainer like a "human train-box," her eyes wet and starry, her face flushed. Her small pink tongue was peeking out without any reserve, letting saliva drip onto her plump, heavily massaged snow-globes.
But that wasn't the point.
After being "tormented" for so long, Alcremie didn't cry or struggle as expected. Instead, her pink pupils were filled with a blurry water-color, and she began to breathe out soft, sweet, and seductive moans.
In all her years of life, Darkrai had never seen a scene like this!
She looked at the real-world pink-and-white loli leaning against the cabinet, dripping with "honey-glaze," and felt like her head was going to explode.
Are you guys even having nightmares?! Why do you all end up with a lustful, sweet smile, making a peace sign with your fingers?!!!
Having circled most of the cabin, the Nightmare Goddess—who had been feared and worshipped throughout history—fell into self-doubt for the first time.
Unlike ordinary Darkrai who could only use [Dark Void] to put opponents to sleep but couldn't influence their dreams, she was born with the Divine Authority over nightmares, able to freely control and interfere with dreams.
However, in her pride, she usually didn't interfere too much.
Thousands of years ago, merely by the influence of her aura, she could plunge half of the Sinnoh region into a nightmare of struggle and trembling.
If it weren't for Cresselia bringing the Lunar Wing and teaming up with the legendary Aura Guardian of that era, she wouldn't have been sealed in the Mt. Coronet cave for so long.
But now, forget half of Sinnoh—even these few Pokémon girls in this crappy wooden cabin didn't seem affected at all!
Suddenly, refusing to give up, Darkrai set her sights on the final room—the place where the "hateful figure" who had appeared in all those dreams resided, the one who kept ruining her fun.
Hiss~
Darkrai let out a yandere-like smile.
Fine. She decided she would finally use her Divine Authority over nightmares to give this Trainer a real taste of terror~