"Ms. Roxanne, you really are such a little creep~"
With Hakuya's teasing voice playing on a loop in her mind, the light completely faded from Roxanne's pupils.
This declaration of her being a "creepy girl" struck Ms. Roxanne so hard her head spun.
Come to think of it, it was indeed the truth—
Even though they hadn't officially confessed, and even though they weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, simply because of her own crush on Mr. Hakuya, she had chosen to forcefully kiss him in this private, hidden place.
If their genders were swapped, such a creepy act could easily be classified as sexual harassment, warranting an arrest by Officer Jenny.
Realizing this, Roxanne didn't even have the courage to look up at Hakuya's face, feeling all the strength drain from her body.
—As the Gym Leader of Rustboro City and a Trainers' School teacher who should lead by example, for her to be so creepy was a disgrace to her profession and her title as a qualified Gym Leader.
Roxanne covered her burning cheeks with her hands, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into right then and there.
"Mr. Hakuya, I'm such an unreserved, bad woman, whimper..."
Just as the girl was whimpering her apology, a hand suddenly grabbed her chin and lifted it up.
Immediately after, a warm breath brushed against her ear, making Roxanne shiver uncontrollably.
For a creepy girl who forcefully kissed him, mere verbal reprimands definitely weren't enough; he had to ruthlessly humiliate and strike back at her.
Gently holding the girl's fragrant shoulders, his fingertips feeling her faintly trembling body heat beneath the fabric, in the brief moment where Roxanne's eyelashes fluttered and she was so nervous she barely dared to breathe, Hakuya leaned in without hesitation and kissed her.
Despite being the assertive and dominant party earlier, due to Hakuya turning the tables on her, Roxanne, experiencing a sudden role reversal, felt her mind go completely blank. She could only passively endure it, like a small boat tossed in a rainstorm.
"Mmph~"
With a faint, soft whimper, after a brief moment of instinctive panic, the forcefully kissed girl's moist, beautiful eyes filled with a touch of shyness and a faint sense of oxygen deprivation.
This sudden intimacy left her a bit flustered; her fingertips unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, and the tips of her ears were dyed crimson.
Although the sudden lack of oxygen made the girl involuntarily furrow her brows slightly, it didn't make her push away the man right in front of her. Instead, she subconsciously relaxed her tense shoulders, allowing this warm touch to spread across her lips.
After a long while, the deep kiss finally ended.
"Alright, I'll overlook the fact that you forcefully kissed me just now, Ms. Roxanne."
Having completed the procedural counter-humiliation, Hakuya knew when to stop. He nodded with a serious face, deciding to use his broad-mindedness to forgive this young teacher's prior nymphomaniac behavior.
"Honestly..."
Finally recovering her senses, Roxanne bit down hard on her lips, which were wet and glistening from the deep kiss, and shot Hakuya an embarrassed and angry glare.
The reason she felt embarrassed and angry was, on one hand, because she had realized Hakuya didn't hate her forceful kiss at all and purely wanted to see her shy appearance. On the other hand, it was because Hakuya's hands had been a bit inappropriate while they were kissing.
Feeling the lingering heat on the corners of her lips, the young teacher's cheeks flushed slightly red, making her look like a steam engine girl.
That damn Mr. Hakuya, he's actually so good at this!
Just how many girls had he kissed before her?!
For a moment, amidst her shyness and dissatisfaction, the heavy anxiety hanging in Roxanne's heart finally settled.
She originally thought her act of forcefully kissing him was too bold and lacked the modesty a girl should have, which was why she was called a creepy girl. She didn't expect that it was simply Hakuya feeling dissatisfied with being the one forcefully kissed and wanting to take the initiative for once.
It's actually... unexpectedly cute of him~
"Ahem, ahem!" Roxanne coughed a few times, pretending to be uncomfortable.
Hearing the girl's voice, Hakuya finally realized that, at some unknown point, his right hand had covered her breast.
"Ms. Roxanne, this is probably due to force majeure."
Hakuya pulled his hand away without batting an eye, explaining his actions very seriously.
Indeed, it was all a matter of universal gravitation.
Snorting softly, Roxanne watched Hakuya's immediate withdrawal. While satisfied, she suddenly seemed to remember something and complained in dissatisfaction, "It's too distant to still call me that at this point."
"Can't you change it to a more affectionate form of address?"
"I'd rather not. I think the original title is quite nice."
Hakuya rubbed his chin with a conflicted expression.
"Why?!"
Roxanne puffed out her cheeks in extreme dissatisfaction.
They had already kissed, so why couldn't how they addressed each other change?
Even if he was a bit of a playboy, she could grit her teeth and accept it. After all, Hakuya was indeed outstanding, and she could completely understand that many girls would like him. But there was no need for their titles to remain so distant—
"It's not distant at all~" Facing Roxanne's puzzled, frantic gaze—which almost looked like she was staring at a scumbag who pumps and dumps—Hakuya responded with a serious face, "Don't you think the title 'Ms. Roxanne' is very sacred?"
"Huh?!"
Roxanne was completely stunned.
Seemingly associating it with some weird, kinky roleplay ideas, the color that had just returned to normal on her face was once again dyed crimson.
"Creep! Hakuya, YOU are the real creep here!"
Ms. Roxanne, possessing super-strong learning abilities, put her hands on her hips and immediately applied what she had just learned from Hakuya's previous words.
And after a self-righteous critique, she stepped forward several paces, thrusting her face toward him once more.
She no longer wanted to agonize over so-called titles; right now, she thirsted for something else much more.
"Since that's the case, then as your teacher, I must give you, a bad student like Hakuya, some punishment!"
Polarity reversed; the girl tightly embraced Hakuya's neck again and pressed herself against him.
The third kiss.
Unlike the previous two times, the girl was neither shy nor bewildered this time; she was simply venting her passion.
Smooch~
A trace of glistening saliva moistened the corners of their lips, yet the girl still did not stop.
Then again, what kind of proper teacher gives out punishments like this...? Hakuya couldn't help but want to mock it, but the young teacher's lips were simply too soft, and before he knew it, he was kissing her back again.
They went back and forth in this offensive and defensive kiss about six times.
By the end, both of them were somewhat addicted to it.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the thinner-skinned young teacher to be the first to yield.
"A-Alright, we really can't keep doing this..."
Roxanne released her arms as if jolted awake, her face flushed completely red.
It wasn't that she disliked this kind of deep kissing. It was just that her body had gone completely soft. She was already exhausted from the battle between the Dual Gods, and combined with such high-intensity kissing with her crush, she couldn't muster a single ounce of strength in her entire body.
If this continued, Roxanne felt she would eventually faint in Hakuya's arms.
"We've been busy for so long, we should get some good rest. Go on, go on, we're already at my dorm room."
Roxanne covered her burning, pretty face and ran towards the door of her dorm room, leaving behind only a faint sound of farewell.
"Good night."
"Alright, get some good rest too."
Hakuya watched Roxanne's retreating figure as she hurriedly shut the door, a gentle smile involuntarily appearing on his face.
Actually, given the current time, it technically couldn't be called "good night." It should be changed to "good morning" or "good afternoon."
Finding Roxanne's fleeing behavior quite amusing, Hakuya then turned around and walked towards his own dorm room.
Although his mind had cleared up considerably from being forcefully kissed and then turning the tables, it didn't take long for the drowsiness accumulated during the battle to strike again. Hakuya helped the restless Floragato adjust her sleeping posture slightly, specifically left an empty spot for Latias to squeeze into, and then happily closed his eyes and fell asleep, hugging his Alcremie-brand body pillow.
As a Trainer, there was no moment more blissful than this.
After sleeping soundly from a little past eleven in the morning until five in the afternoon, Hakuya finally lost all traces of sleepiness.
Aside from genuinely having slept enough, another important reason was that he hadn't eaten anything for too long, and his stomach was getting a bit hungry.
"How did all the ingredients in the kitchen run out~"
Walking into the kitchen, Hakuya looked at the completely empty refrigerator and revealed a distressed expression.
"Looks like I'll have to go outside and buy some groceries to restock."
In the Pokémon world, there weren't just Pokémon wielding various magical powers; ordinary animals, similar to those from his past life, also existed, such as the familiar pigs, cows, sheep, etc.
Therefore, under the background of the protection laws enacted by the League, and society generally viewing Pokémon as friends or partners, aside from consuming specific Pokémon parts—like Slowpoke tails or Veluza fillets that naturally shed—people mostly relied on the meat of ordinary animals as their primary ingredients.
Without disturbing his Pokémon who were still resting, Hakuya grabbed his room key from the table and prepared to go out shopping.
Bang!
Just as he pressed the door handle and pushed outward, a muffled thud of a collision suddenly rang out.
It felt like the door hit something when he pushed it open?
"Ugh..."
Following a faint whimper, a figure continuously retreating and tightly clutching her forehead appeared in Hakuya's line of sight.
As if finally waiting for the person she had long anticipated, the tone of this girl's voice seemed a bit excited.
"...You finally came out... I've been waiting here for you for so long..."
"You're the elite Team Magma Admin, Courtney?"
Although he couldn't clearly see her face because she was covering her forehead, upon seeing that signature red hood, red pencil skirt, and long red boots, as well as her overly familiar way of speaking, Hakuya instantly recognized her identity.
Courtney. They had a brief encounter earlier while intercepting Primal Groudon.
Thanks to her intel tip, he remembered the method of recovering the Giant Rock to resolve the battle between the two super-ancient Pokémon. Unfortunately, after the battle ended, this elite Team Magma Admin suddenly vanished without a trace, as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth.
However, even after recognizing the girl's identity, Hakuya ultimately couldn't help but frown and ask out loud.
"Why are you here?"
"...Because I'm very interested in you... so I followed you..."
Lowering the slender hand covering her forehead, Courtney answered Hakuya's question with utmost honesty.