Ace didn't hesitate—his hand shot out and grabbed Sabrina's thigh.
"?!" Sabrina did not expect him to be that bold.
Before she could react, his palm was already pressed against the black stockings.
A soft, smooth, elastic sensation filled his hand instantly.
Ace's lips curved into a delighted smile as his fingers slid upward along the plump curve.
"Report! Target located on the east side, requesting instructions! Target located—requesting instructions!"
Just as Sabrina gathered Psychic power in her hand, the communicator at her waist buzzed.
She gave Ace a long, unreadable look.
Then a wave of powerful Psychic energy burst outward, covering the entire area.
Swish—
In the next instant, Sabrina and all the surrounding Team Rocket Grunts vanished.
Teleported away.
Ace was left standing alone, his hand still extended.
"Damn it… just a little more…"
He rubbed his fingers together, savoring every lingering sensation.
[Ding, the Host publicly touched Sabrina. Pervert Points +100!]
"What a pity…" Ace sighed.
If he'd touched there, he probably would've earned a ton of Pervert Points.
He looked down at his clothes, torn to useless strips, and at his "brother," far larger than normal for his small frame. He quietly exhaled.
Heading back the way he came, he noticed Blue's presence in the bushes had already vanished.
Just as Ace was about to leave, something under a large tree caught his eye—
a Poké Ball with a bright red R on its shell.
"Hm? This is… something Team Rocket dropped?"
He searched around but found nothing else.
Ace didn't linger.
He immediately left toward Pallet Town.
No way was he waiting around for Sabrina to return and "talk."
As for why she had let him touch her thigh, Ace didn't understand either…
After he left, the grass under the big tree rippled.
Light twisted—
And Blue stepped out of the distortion.
The protective film around her collapsed into a jelly-like shape and reverted to its true form: a pink blob.
Ditto.
A special Pokémon capable of transforming into anything—objects, props, and even other Pokémon.
Blue had used Ditto's mimicry to merge into the environment.
Her sapphire-blue eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed in the direction Ace had gone.
Blue puffed out her cheeks and pulled out a Poké Ball with a water-drop emblem.
"The price I paid for that guy was way too high…"
"But… he's interesting."
The night breeze scattered her whisper, lifting her skirt slightly as she disappeared into the shadows.
Walking along the country road with torn clothing and an exhausted body, Ace suddenly remembered—
His Pervert Level had increased earlier, and he still had a reward pack waiting.
He focused his mind, entered the system interface, selected it, and opened it.
[Ding, Pervert Gift Pack Lv2 opened! Obtained God-Level Ability: "Soul-Locking Pure Essence"!]
[Soul-Locking Pure Essence (God Level)]
Description: The Host's body fluids are strengthened—produced in large quantities, extremely high quality, inexhaustible, with a fragrant and pure essence while fresh. When ingested by the opposite sex, they will receive significant benefits. After repeated ingestion, they will form a habitual addiction.
"Hiss… Soul-Locking… what a great name…" Ace's eyes lit up with excitement.
He could no longer wait—this needed to be tested immediately.
Several beautiful figures flashed through his mind.
A slow smile curled across his lips.
"For the first time… I need my favorite target."
With that thought, he changed direction and walked toward the other side of town.
The dark night.
A battered young man.
Torn clothes.
Aunt Delia was kind and gentle.
No way she'd refuse to let an injured boy sleep at her house…
Meanwhile, outside the back mountain of Pallet Town, two boys lay on a grassy hillside, stargazing.
"I'm telling you, Green. Which Pokémon are you choosing as your starter?"
The black-haired boy in red clothing rested his head on his folded arms.
"Charizard, of course. Even though it's weak to your Poliwag, I'm confident I can beat you through type disadvantage."
The green-haired boy in a high-end sweater smirked.
"Then I'll look forward to it. My Poliwag hasn't lost once in Pallet Town."
"Tch. That undefeated record came from beating rookies. Stop bragging."
"Hehe…"
These two were none other than Red and Green, the original manga's protagonists—leaders among Pokédex Holders.
Red, "Battle One," the genius who could overturn any battle.
Green, the "Breeder," whose Pokémon grew at impossible speeds.
Ace had met them soon after arriving in this world.
Back then, he envied their protagonist-tier talent—never imagining he'd get his own cheat.
"Okay, it's getting late. We should head back."
"Yeah."
They brushed off the dirt and stood up.
"Mew~"
A gentle wave of Psychic energy swept across the hillside.
Floating above them was a tiny pink Pokémon—half a meter tall, with a long tail ending in an olive shape.
Blue, crystal-like eyes blinked curiously.
Red's jaw dropped.
"A-a Pokémon I've never seen before?!"
Green nodded seriously.
"I saw it in Grandpa's notes. That's Mew—the ancestor of all Pokémon!"
"'Ancestor'?" Red echoed. Then a fire ignited in his eyes.
He grabbed a Poké Ball. "Then what am I waiting for?! Catch it!"
He threw the ball instantly.
"Mew?"
The Legendary Pokémon flicked its tail—
WHOOSH—!!
The ball flew back even faster.
PA!
It slammed into Red's face.
"HISSS—!! I-It hurts!"
"Hehehe!" Mew giggled adorably, transformed into a Pidgey mid-air, and flew away into the forest.
"It ran…" Red muttered, rubbing his swollen face.
Green rolled his eyes.
"You have to weaken a Pokémon before catching it. You really tried to catch Mew with a raw ball throw?"
"At least I threw it! Someone else didn't even do that."
"I didn't throw it because it was pointless."
The two bickered as they walked away.
Moments later, Sabrina reappeared with several Team Rocket Grunts.
She closed her eyes, probed the surroundings, then teleported them all away.
Ace was completely unaware.
At this moment, he had arrived outside Ash's house.
Pallet Town was nearly silent—most residents slept early.
It was 9:30 p.m.
Luckily, Delia didn't seem asleep.
The first floor lights were still on.
The second floor—Ash's room—was dark.
But through the bathroom window, Ace could vaguely see a silhouette swaying.
He licked his lips.
"Aunt Delia… is she bathing?"
He adjusted his stance and, with a small jump, cleared the fence. Quietly, he crept to the bathroom window.
Just as he settled beneath it—
A soft, sensual voice drifted out.
"Ooh~ ha…"