"That's not it…"
Yuuto explained softly while gently catching Delia's wandering hand.
Delia froze, her face instantly turning bright red. Like a startled Eevee, she shrank back and quickly pulled her hand away.
"Uh… sorry, I misunderstood~"
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. She was too ashamed to meet Yuuto's eyes.
Yuuto laughed and reached out with one arm, pulling Delia into his embrace.
The space inside the tent was narrow, so their bodies were immediately pressed tightly together.
"It wasn't a misunderstanding either."
He leaned close to Delia's ear, his warm breath brushing against her reddened earlobe. "Didn't I deliberately send Pikachu out?"
With just that look, Delia understood instantly.
He wanted to… talk while…
Delia bit her lower lip, her cheeks burning hot. She sensibly continued,
"Mainly… you haven't fully conquered Misty yet, or spoken about that matter."
"I can't be too bold in letting loose for you… otherwise, if Misty finds out, it would be so embarrassing~"
"It's been hard on you all this way… training Pokémon, challenging Gyms, you must have accumulated a lot of stress, right?"
She knew Yuuto's body too well — he was young and full of vigor.
"Those are all minor issues."
Yuuto took a deep breath.
"I'm thinking about a question of victory… I want to accumulate 300 wins to achieve a certain milestone."
Delia had been completely intimate with Yuuto; the relationship between the two was extraordinary.
Yuuto hid nothing from her and stated his goal directly.
"300 wins?"
A look of contemplation appeared in Delia's eyes.
She didn't ask "why," nor did she question "can it be done."
Instead, she immediately started helping Yuuto think of a way. This was Delia's personality: once she committed to someone, she would support them unconditionally.
A perfect virtuous wife — nothing could top this.
"300 is not a small number… it will take quite a bit of time."
"If we go and find rookie Trainers to battle one by one…"
"It needs to be completed in a short time."
Yuuto added the condition, adjusting his sitting posture.
"In a short time?"
She tilted her head in thought, her curves unintentionally brushing against Yuuto's arm.
"Then relying on searching definitely won't work… unless…"
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Unless you can make them come looking for a fight themselves?"
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, instantly clearing the fog in Yuuto's mind!
"Right… make them come themselves!"
He sat up straight abruptly.
Set up prizes!
Use rewards to attract those Trainers to challenge him voluntarily!
Why was the turnover of Trainers in the wild so fast?
Because there was nothing to gain from losing, and no benefit to winning.
But what if… there was enticing prize money?
Yuuto immediately pulled a map out of his backpack, checking it by the dim light in the tent.
"There's a village nearby… less than half a day's journey from here."
Yuuto pointed his finger at a spot on the map.
"We can set up an arena there and use the village's pharmacy for medical supplies… the problem of Potions is also solved."
A complete plan quickly took shape in his mind.
"Set up tiered prize money… the higher the win streak ended, the more prize money…"
"This way, it won't just attract rookies; even Trainers with some strength will be drawn in…"
The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed!
"Delia, you really are my virtuous helper!"
Yuuto hugged Delia excitedly and kissed her rosy lips directly!
"Mmph…"
Caught off guard, Delia let out a soft hum.
But she soon softened into Yuuto's passionate kiss.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Delia's eyes were misty and her breathing was rapid; she hadn't been loved by Yuuto for a while.
Teased by the deep kiss, she also…
"Wait…"
Panting, Delia held his hand down, her face flushed red.
"Misty… Misty is still in the tent next door…"
She lowered her voice, her eyes full of shyness and worry.
"We'll be discovered if we make too much noise…"
"Then don't make any noise." Yuuto gave a wicked smile. "If we're both busy… won't we have no time to make a sound?"
Delia understood what Yuuto meant instantly.
"You… you're so bad~"
She glared at Yuuto with a blush, but there was more flirtatiousness in that look than anything else.
Without saying anything more, Delia shrunk into the blanket with shyness…
Yuuto also adjusted his posture and covered himself with the blanket…
Until the middle of the night, they explored the details of the arena several times in depth.
Only then did Delia reluctantly get up, tidy her clothes, and prepare to return to her own tent.
"Alright, we have to travel tomorrow morning. I'm going back now."
Yuuto gave her buttocks a light slap, earning a shy roll of the eyes.
Delia tiptoed out of the tent and slipped back to her own.
Yuuto briefly cleaned up the tent and fell into a deep sleep.
---
The next morning.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves onto the campsite.
Misty was the first to crawl out of her tent, giving a long stretch.
"Ah~ I slept so well!"
Full of energy, she began to pack her things.
But just as she went around to the back of Yuuto's tent, intending to pick up some scattered branches…
"Eh?"
Misty was stunned.
In the grass, several crumpled balls of tissues were scattered.
"Yuuto?"
Misty turned her head and looked at Yuuto, who was packing up his tent, with a face full of confusion.
"Do you have a cold? Why did you use so many tissues?"
Delia, who was helping tidy up, turned bright red upon hearing this!
*That was from last night… Yuuto said he'd handle the cleanup, but he ended up just throwing them behind the tent!*
Delia's heart pounded like a drum, but she had to force herself to stay calm on the surface.
"Ah… Y-yeah!"
She hurriedly chimed in, her voice a bit tight.
"The temperature difference in the forest is large, it's easy to catch a cold! Misty, you should also take care of your health!"
Misty didn't suspect anything; instead, she patted her flat chest with a proud look.
"I'm very strong! Not like that weakling Yuuto, catching a cold at the drop of a hat~"
Yuuto: "???"
He looked up with an innocent face, but seeing Delia desperately signaling him, he had to swallow his words.
*Fine, a weakling it is.*
The three quickly packed up the campsite, fed the Pokémon, and set off toward the village marked on the map.
---
At noon.
They arrived at their destination — a small village, but one with fairly complete facilities.
There was a small square in the center of the village, usually used for markets or festivals.
Yuuto went straight to the village chief, explained his purpose, and paid a fee for using the space.
The village chief, seeing the money, immediately nodded in agreement.
Then, in the middle of the square, Yuuto hung up an eye-catching banner.
[Win-Streak Arena! Huge Prize Money Waiting for You!]
The rules were written in small print below:
"Arena Master: Yuuto."
"Rule: 1v1 Single Battle"
"Prize System:"
"End a 20-win streak — Reward: 10,000 league coins!"
"End a 50-win streak — Reward: 20,000 league coins!"
"End a 100-win streak — Reward: 50,000 league coins!"
"End a 200-win streak — Reward: 100,000 league coins!"
The last line was particularly conspicuous.
The news spread through the village like wildfire.
In less than half an hour, the square was surrounded by curious Trainers and villagers.
The moment Misty saw the prize amounts, her eyes bugged out!
"Yuuto!!!"
She grabbed Yuuto's arm, her voice changing pitch.
"Are you crazy?! 100,000 league coins! Are you planning to eat dirt later?"
"Even if you want to level up, you don't have to burn money like this, right?! Why do you want to…"
"I want to accumulate 300 wins."
Yuuto interrupted her calmly, his eyes determined.
"Conventional methods are too slow; this is the fastest way."
"What kind of weird achievement is that? B-but…" Misty stamped her feet in anxiety. "What if someone actually ends your 300-win streak? Your 100,000 will be gone just like that…"
"It won't be ended."
A confident arc curled at the corner of Yuuto's mouth.
He patted the Poké Ball at his waist.
"I have that much confidence in my partners."
Misty wanted to say something else, but just then—
"Hey! You, the Arena Master!"
An arrogant voice came from outside the crowd.
The crowd parted as a boy with spiky hair, hands in his pockets, swaggered into the square.
He was followed by a Tyrogue, which was aggressively swinging its fists at Yuuto.
"I heard there's prize money for ending a win streak, right?"
The spiky-haired boy tilted his chin up, looking down his nose at everyone.
"Perfect, I'm short on cash to buy Poké Balls! I'll be taking your money!"
He pointed at Yuuto with full bravado.
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