Slateport City, Hoenn Region – A Certain Villa
The dark red velvet sofa sank deeply—supporting the soft, mature, alluring body.
Plump buttocks—with a slight adjustment of posture—gently spilled from the restraint of the form-fitting purple dress. Two trembling crescent-shaped soft mounds formed at the base of her thighs.
Like jelly filled with nectar—slowly grinding—exuding a captivating, alluring scent of flesh.
A cascade of bright golden wavy hair draped over her snowy shoulders. The charming, mature lady in the seductive purple dress leaned lazily on the sofa.
Her jade legs crossed. The concealing skirt hem slowly peeled away from smooth, fair skin—revealing large expanses of pearly, lustrous flesh.
"Mmm hmm~ Wade. We meet again~"
Hanging up the phone—watching the battle recording sent by her student, Candice—the charming golden-haired lady slightly curved her lips.
In a corner of the living room—styled like a snow maiden—various trophies and photos displayed on a blue and white cabinet hinted at her name.
Powerful Ice-type specialist Trainer. One of the Elite Four of the Hoenn region.
Lorelei.
But at this moment—this Ice-type Elite did not have her usual cold, beautiful demeanor. Lazily sunken into the velvet sofa—her beautiful face flushed as if intoxicated—she watched the black-haired youth in the recording.
"Impeccable speed. Outstanding power."
Watching Lopunny's agile figure continuously dodge Abomasnow's fierce attacks—Lorelei unconsciously licked her slightly dry, full lips.
Face full of admiration.
"And..."
After a moment—the golden-haired lady frowned slightly. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.
The final segment of the video. Lopunny—under a snowy veil—using reflected light from splashing ice crystals to deceive Weavile—successfully delivering a decisive blow.
"Deliberately destroying the ice field with Power-Up Punch. Using Aurora Veil and reflected light from airborne ice crystals to conceal its figure—then locking onto the opponent's position for an attack."
A very decisive and clean tactical command.
As the Ice-type Elite of Hoenn—Lorelei naturally recognized Wade's tactical thinking at first glance.
A Trainer on the battlefield cannot just shout basic phrases like 'Dodge quickly!' or 'Hold on!'
Finding an opponent's weakness in a fleeting exchange—giving appropriate tactical commands in the shortest time—that's what truly makes a qualified Trainer.
She rewound the video to the beginning. Nodded thoughtfully.
Breaking Wade's tactic was simple.
Under Aurora Veil —and the destroyed ice field causing ice chunks to splash—back-and-forth light refraction would affect not only Candice's judgment but also Wade's.
This was why Lopunny—after Agility + Quick Attack —did not charge directly.
It moved around the field—only creating the illusion of attack.
Besides letting high-speed movement affect the opponent's judgment—it was also waiting for the moment to finally lock onto Weavile.
Therefore—the solution was obvious.
Have Weavile conceal itself the same way. Instead of rashly attacking and exposing weakness.
Then—after splashing ice chunks fell—light refraction would dissipate.
But judging from the black-haired youth's expression—he seemed to have anticipated that his opponent would actively engage.
That's why he confidently adopted such a tactic.
It seems Candice was completely seen through~
Lorelei's eyes swirled. A slight curve appeared on her lips.
She knew her student's personality.
Unlike Trainers who liked tricky, devious moves—Candice preferred direct, head-on battles. Emphasizing an indomitable fighting spirit.
When faced with Wade's tactical trap—she almost certainly fell for it immediately.
"From every angle—he seems to be a very powerful Trainer indeed~"
She brought her mature, charming face close to the black-haired youth at the end of the recording.
Golden-haired, purple-dressed lady—beautiful eyes alluring—filled with a lustful, enchanting gaze.
Plump, fleshy, abundant hips wrapped in the purple skirt—like flesh balls filled with feminine essence—soft, smooth, alluring.
Just a slight shift on the sofa caused the soft velvet beneath her to emit a faint squeak.
Stirring waves of intoxicating, sensual hip movements.
Believing Ice-types could be better trained in hot places, Lorelei had traveled thousands of miles—from cold Snowpoint City to the hot Hoenn region.
Her so-called Pokémon training journey.
Unfortunately—after traveling so far—she only encountered weak Trainers and weak Pokémon.
She was bored.
But a few days ago—a figure suddenly entered Lorelei's sight.
The Legendary bird Pokémon—soaring in the sky—repelling all rampaging wild Pokémon in the vast forest—alone.
The figure's indifferent demeanor—looking down on everything.
Sights she had never seen before.
Such a powerful Trainer was exactly what she had been looking for.
"Wade."
She gently licked her dry, alluring lips.
"I wonder if your Articuno can make me use my full strength?"
She had watched the battle recording of Wade and Candice—and the video of him repelling the beast horde—more than a dozen times.
The purple-dressed lady's fair, charming face was flushed as if drunk. Her emerald-blue eyes were lightly veiled with a hazy, misty look.
She had to admit—this was the first time she, as the Hoenn Ice-type Elite, had such strong interest in a Trainer.
His outstanding appearance—making him stand out in a crowd.
His captivating, powerful strength—making her heart tremble.
She wanted to know more about this black-haired youth named Wade.
"Mmm Ugh—it's a little... tight"
Slightly suppressing the sensual, restless thoughts in her heart—she rose from the sofa, pressed into a soft, collapsed shape by her voluptuous body.
The mature golden-haired lady slowly walked toward the room.
Overly plump and ample hips swayed left and right—with elegant, feline-like steps—making a soft patting sound.
No outsiders.
The form-fitting purple dress was completely removed by Lorelei's slender fingers.
"Ha ah Mmm"
Feeling the confinement on her chest finally gone—her seductive eyes were hazy with peach-like charm. Sweet, soft gasps continuously escaped her full, soft lips.
Plump, full, warm snowy mounds lightly bounced out.
Accompanied by her mature, warm breathing—smooth, soft, fleshy curves pressed and swayed.
Making one's heart involuntarily flutter.
Suddenly—the voluptuous, mature golden-haired lady paused before the mirror.
Her mind drifted to her good friend—another Ice-type Elite—far away in the Kanto region.
"I should invite Prima to the Ice-type battle gala. I'm sure she'll be interested too~"
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