However, Yasuyo's next sentence made Roy abandon that thought.
"Did you go to the s.s. anne last time, curiously book a VIP room, and end up spending all your training funds?"
Yasuyo's tone was very gentle.
It even carried a hint of understanding.
She looked at Roy, her eyes free of blame.
Instead, there was a sense of "I understand you."
"That's why you resorted to stealing, right?"
Roy was stunned.
He looked at Yasuyo.
This beautiful young woman looked shrewd.
Her features were delicate, and there was a charm unique to mature women in her eyes and brows.
How did it feel...
Foolish?
She believed it just like that?
Roy muttered to himself.
He had just said his name was Gary, that he wasn't from a famous family, and was just an ordinary Trainer fumbling around on his own.
It was just a lie he made up on the spot.
He hadn't expected Yasuyo to not only believe it but also fill in the rest of the story herself.
But being a bit foolish was fine, too.
Easier to fool!
Roy relaxed and went along with her line of thinking.
"I'm really sorry, Ma'am."
He intentionally lowered his voice, feigning embarrassment.
"It was indeed vanity last time."
"I was curious, so I went to experience it."
"And I ended up overspending."
"I haven't been able to recover since then."
As Roy spoke, he added a sigh for effect.
"I... I've been really starving lately."
"That's why I came to find something to eat."
He spoke very sincerely.
His eyes also cooperated to reveal a hint of shame.
Aura allowed him to precisely control his micro-expressions.
This level of acting was effortless.
Yasuyo covered her mouth and chuckled softly.
With this laugh, the pair on her chest swayed slightly.
The neckline of her deep purple lace nightgown was already low.
As she laughed, her body trembled slightly.
Those two mounds swayed gently beneath the thin fabric.
Very charming.
Very enticing.
Roy's gaze was involuntarily drawn to them.
But he quickly withdrew his gaze.
Now was not the time to look around recklessly.
"Young man, curiosity is understandable."
Yasuyo said with a smile, her voice so gentle it could drip water.
"I don't blame you."
As she spoke, she turned and walked to the nightstand.
She bent over and opened the drawer.
The nightgown was already short, just barely covering the tops of her thighs.
As she bent over, the hem of her skirt hiked up.
Revealing more of her snow-white thighs.
The curves of her buttocks became even more pronounced.
Firm, perky, and round.
Under the warm yellow light, her skin had a delicate sheen.
Roy stood behind her to the side.
From this angle, he could just see her side profile.
Her waist was really slim.
Her hips were wide.
The curve from her waist to her hips was stunningly smooth.
It looked like it had been painted.
Yasuyo took a piece of bread out of the drawer.
She turned and walked back.
"Here, Ma'am will give you this to eat."
She handed the bread to Roy.
"Eat up."
The bread was in that kind of exquisite, individual packaging.
Not the kind you could buy at a regular convenience store.
It must have been custom-made from a high-end bakery.
Roy looked at the gentle Yasuyo.
His doubts deepened.
Are wealthy noblewomen all this naive?
Or perhaps...
Does this woman have other motives?
But Yasuyo's eyes were very clear.
There was no sense of hunger or thirst.
Nor was there any sign of calculation.
Just pure gentleness.
Like an older sister taking care of a younger brother.
"Thank you, Ma'am."
Roy took the bread and thanked her.
He was indeed a bit hungry.
He had been through so much tonight, and his physical exertion was significant.
He had also used quite a bit of Psychic power.
His stomach had been empty for a long time.
He tore open the packaging and took a bite.
The bread was soft and sweet, with cream inside.
The taste was indeed good.
Yasuyo watched him eat and smiled again.
Then she turned and walked towards the small table next to the clothes rack.
On it sat an expensive handbag.
It was crocodile skin.
The metal clasp reflected a low-key sheen under the light.
Yasuyo opened the bag.
She took out a stack of banknotes from inside.
It was neat, twenty thousand.
She walked back and handed the money to Roy.
"Here, this is for you."
Roy stopped chewing.
He looked at the money, then at Yasuyo.
"Young man, curiosity is fine," Yasuyo said earnestly, "but stealing is not good."
Her tone carried a hint of instruction.
But it wasn't that kind of condescending preaching.
It was more like an older sister advising a younger brother.
"Although this twenty thousand isn't much."
"It should help you get by for a while, right?"
Yasuyo stuffed the money into Roy's hand.
Her fingertips touched Roy's palm.
Warm and soft.
The sensation was very pleasant.
Roy looked at the money in his hand.
He looked at the heartwarming beautiful young woman in front of him.
He suddenly felt a bit guilty.
He had lied to her, yet she still gave him food and money.
This made him feel a bit embarrassed to continue the lie.
"How can I accept this?"
Roy said, his tone carrying a bit of sincere shame.
"Ma'am, you don't blame me."
"You even gave me food and money."
"I... I don't know how to repay you, Ma'am."
Hearing his words, Yasuyo smiled gently.
She reached out and touched Roy's face.
Her palm rested on Roy's cheek.
It was warm.
It carried a faint fragrance.
Not perfume.
It was the scent of her body mixed with hand cream.
The high-end kind.
"Oh my, what is this talk of repayment?"
Yasuyo's voice was soft and gentle.
"As long as you make something of yourself in the future."
"And can remember this old woman, that's enough."
Her fingers brushed lightly across Roy's face.
The movement was very light and soft.
Like she was caressing something precious.
Roy could feel the temperature of her fingertips.
And that slightly trembling sensation.
"You aren't old, Ma'am."
Roy looked at Yasuyo and said earnestly.
"Your face is prettier than those girls in their early twenties."
He paused and let his gaze slowly move down from Yasuyo's face.
"Your skin is fair and well-maintained."
"Your features are delicate, and your eyes are especially beautiful."
"Your lips are sexy too."
Roy's tone carried sincere praise.
Not the kind of deliberate flattery.
But genuine compliments.
"And your figure, Ma'am."
"It's truly amazing."
Roy's gaze fell on Yasuyo's chest.
"Very firm, very large."
"It doesn't look like it belongs to someone of this age at all."
His gaze continued downwards.
"Your waist is slim."
"Your buttocks are perky."
"The curves are especially beautiful."
"And you have a certain charm, Ma'am."
"The charm of a mature woman."
"Young girls simply can't compare."
"It's a kind of..."
Roy paused, as if looking for the right word.
"How should I put it?"
"It's the kind of feeling that makes you unforgettable after just one look."
He said this half-truthfully.
Indeed, Yasuyo's figure and appearance were top-notch.
There was no doubt about that.
As for the charm and such, it wasn't really a lie.
A mature young woman like Yasuyo truly had a charm that young girls lacked.
Roy's praise.
Made Yasuyo feel all tingly and numb throughout her body.
She felt her face burning.
Her heartbeat was also accelerating.
Even worse... she seemed to have a strange feeling.
Yasuyo was startled.
She hurriedly released her hand from touching Roy's face.
She took a step back.
Putting some distance between herself and Roy.
"You... you really know how to talk. Are... are these words meant for me? These words would be more appropriate for your girlfriend."
Yasuyo's voice was a bit flustered.
"You've made me, an auntie, feel embarrassed."
She lowered her head, not daring to look into Roy's eyes.
Her chest was heaving slightly.
Roy continued to eat the bread in his hand, and the atmosphere was momentarily subtle.
The room was quiet for a few seconds.
Only the sound of rain remained outside the window.
And the slight sound of two people's breathing.
After a while, Roy felt that his Psychic power had recovered a bit.
Although it hadn't fully recovered.
It was enough to support a short-distance space teleportation.
He finished the last bite of the bread.
He brushed the crumbs off his hands.
"Ma'am, it's getting late."
"I should go."
Roy stood up and adjusted his half-dry clothes.
Yasuyo looked up at him.
"If you go out now, you will be exposed."
She said with some concern.
"The guards outside are still patrolling."
Roy smiled and walked to the window.
He reached out and pushed the window open.
The rain had lessened a lot.
It was no longer the downpour from before.
It had turned into a fine, dense drizzle.
A cool breeze blew in from the window.
Carrying the scent of rain and earth.
"I don't take the usual path."
Roy looked back at Yasuyo.
"Don't worry, Ma'am."
After speaking, he supported himself on the window frame with one hand.
With a flip, his entire body flipped out.
Yasuyo was terrified.
"Hey!"
She exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed to the window.
This was the third floor!
She leaned on the windowsill and looked down.
Rain hit her face, feeling cool.
But downstairs it was empty.
There was nothing.
Roy's figure had completely disappeared.
As if he had never existed.
Yasuyo stood stunned by the window.
Rainwater slid down her cheeks.
Dripping onto her chest.
Wetting the neckline of her nightgown.
The fabric clung to her skin, revealing the full outline underneath.
She stared blankly at the empty courtyard downstairs.
After a while, she came back to her senses.
Then she smiled.
Softly, with a hint of self-mockery.
"What a mysterious young man."
Yasuyo muttered to herself.
Her voice was drowned out by the rain, almost inaudible.
She closed the window.
She turned and walked back to the bedside.
The sound of rain was blocked outside.
The room returned to silence.
Yasuyo stood by the bed, her hand subconsciously reaching down, touching the thin fabric of her nightgown, which had been dampened by the rain.
She took a deep breath and warned herself.
"Yasuyo, how old are you?"
"Don't act like a little girl."
Then she forced herself not to think about those messy things.
She lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.
She turned off the ceiling light.
The room fell into darkness.
Only a little dim yellow light from the street lamp outside the window shone in.
Yasuyo closed her eyes.
Trying to fall asleep.
But she couldn't fall asleep at all.
Her mind was in a mess.
Full of the young man's figure from just now.
His face.
His body.
The muscle contours faintly visible under his soaked clothes.
And...
Yasuyo turned over.
Burying her face in the pillow.
She turned over again.
Lying flat, staring at the ceiling.
Still couldn't sleep.
Yasuyo turned over again.
Lying on her side, holding the quilt between her legs.
"Oh my."
Yasuyo sighed.
"I can't sleep."
She simply sat up.
She turned on the bedside lamp.
The warm yellow light illuminated the room again.
Yasuyo sat against the headboard.
She picked up a small notebook from the nightstand.
Opening it, it was densely packed with writing.
All about Pokémon training content.
"Forget it, let me check the special training plan for Jiaozi."
She muttered to herself.
"She should be preparing to challenge the academy's advanced training assessment recently, right?"
Yasuyo picked up a pen and turned to the latest page.
"Ninetales, Gyarados..."
Started preparing special training items for her daughter.
...
The process of capturing Zapdos, although there were some small twists and turns in the middle, ultimately allowed Roy to succeed.
Those people from the organization were all useless.
So many people surrounded and attacked an injured Zapdos, yet they couldn't catch it.
Roy put the Master Ball back on his waist, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
When he returned to the Pokémon Center, it was already late at night.
He returned to his room and locked the door immediately.
Then sat on the bed and took out the Master Ball.
The sphere had a faint yellow glow under the light.
High-end goods are just different.
Roy took a deep breath.
Opened the Master Ball.
A white light flashed by.
The room was instantly filled with the crackling sound of electricity.
Zapdos lay exhausted on the floor.
Golden feathers, sharp eyes, surrounded by small electric arcs.
As soon as it came out, it glared fiercely at Roy.
Its eyes were full of displeasure.
As if saying: Why should a kid like you capture me?
Roy was not panicked at all.
Although Zapdos had a high level, it was injured now.
And the Master Ball's contract had already been established.
Even if it was unhappy, it was his Pokémon now.
"Stop glaring," Roy waved his hand. "Follow me, and I won't let you down."
Zapdos snorted coldly and turned its head away.
Looking disdainful.
Roy didn't care either.
Legendary Pokémon, it's normal to have some temper.
Can train it slowly in the future.
Then Roy couldn't wait to check Zapdos's panel.
A Legendary Pokémon!
[Pokémon: Zapdos]
[Type: Electric, Flying]
[Level: Lv65 (Quasi-Elite)]
[Potential: Pseudo-Legendary Level]
[Ability: Static — Contact moves have a 30% chance to paralyze the opponent.]
[Moves: Rain Dance, Thunder, Agility, Magnet Rise, Thunderbolt, Thunder Wave, Drill Peck, Roost, etc.]
[Held Item: None]
[Special Enhancement: None]
[Note: When capturing a Pokémon 10 levels or higher above the team's highest level, it is prone to disobedience. It is recommended to increase intimacy!]
Roy read through each line.
The more he read, the more satisfied he was.
Level 65!
It was directly the highest-level entity in the team.
Pikachu was only level 52, a difference of 13 levels.
This level gap, indeed, easily leads to disobedience.
But it's not a big problem.
As long as intimacy increases, everything will be fine.
The potential is Pseudo-Legendary, among wild Zapdos, this potential is definitely a top-tier one.
The ability is Static.
This ability is very practical.
Zapdos is inherently a high-burst output Pokémon.
Paired with the Static ability, it's equivalent to having an extra control method.
Pokémon that attack it with melee moves have a 30% chance of being paralyzed.
Once paralyzed, speed is halved, and there's a possibility of being unable to act.
Output plus control, perfect.
Skill configuration is also good.
Thunder is Zapdos's STAB ultimate move, power 110, but the accuracy is a bit unstable.
But combined with Rain Dance, Thunder becomes guaranteed hit.
This combo is very strong.
Overall, it can output, control, heal, and buff.
Very comprehensive.
Plus the Flying type, mobility is extremely high.
The ceiling in actual combat is very high.
Roy blinked and closed the panel, looking at Zapdos.
Zapdos still had that stinking face, standing in the corner of the room, wings crossed over its chest.
The electric arcs on its body flashed from time to time.
Roy smiled smugly: No matter how proud you are, you are mine now!
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