To say Alex's mind was blown would be an understatement. Six women, each with inhuman training and excessive experience in sex, proved to be almost too much stimulation for him. Fortunately, his body had been trained far beyond human limits in every parameter.
He managed to satisfy each and every one of them—or so he believed. He wouldn't put it past them to fake it, given their level of experience. They were high-end prostitutes, after all. At this point, sex must have felt as routine as drinking water.
Statistically speaking, it was unlikely Alex had been their best. No doubt they'd had clients who were bigger and stronger.
Still, after last night, he knew three things for certain: any man lucky enough to marry one of these women would be blessed for life, he'd just experienced the greatest night of both his lives, and he would annihilate anyone who ever tried to hurt them again.
Not everything had gone smoothly at the start. Some of them showed signs of hesitation—revulsion, even. Others needed convincing—from themselves or others. A few had to gather their resolve just to overcome the trauma that lingered.
Alex had noticed the way their expressions shifted when they thought he wasn't looking—especially when one or two stepped away for a breather. They tried to hide it. This was supposed to be a reward to him, after all.
But over the course of the night, the tension gave way to trust, the pain gave way to joy.
And by morning, the girls were passed out—utterly exhausted—while Alex had broken his personal record for most shots fired in a single session without rest.
By noon, everyone had stirred awake, and Alex took the opportunity to talk to them about their plans. He already knew they intended to reconnect with family and friends, but he also knew the risks. They now had money, beauty, and a renewed sense of freedom—but no strength to protect it.
They agreed. They weren't naïve, not after what they'd been through.
So, Alex personally escorted them back to Saffron City, where each of them was originally from. One by one, he made sure they were welcomed back by their families before moving on to the next—until only Vera remained.
She was an orphan, with no family to return to.
So, Alex brought her to see Jenny. Their home was large, and there was more than enough room for Vera to have a guest room of her own.
"Mom, I'm home! And I brought a friend," Alex called out as he stepped into the mansion.
He heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairs—but something about them felt off. There was more than one pair, and they didn't sound like any of the Pokémon he was used to hearing around the house.
'Maybe Mom has guests over,' Alex thought.
From the stairs came his mother, Jenny—and someone else.
'Joe?' Alex blinked in surprise.
Thinking back, Joe was around Jenny's age. He had gone back to school after the Fighting Dojo sponsored his education.
'Wait... is Joe dating my mom?' Alex wondered, then shrugged. 'She can sleep with whoever she wants. Honestly, I'm just glad she has someone to keep her company.'
"Alex, glad you're back!" Jenny said with a blush. "This is Joe."
The look they shared said enough—mother and son both seemed to know what the other had been up to last night.
"Hey, Joe. Long time no see," Alex greeted him with a smile, extending his hand.
Joe grinned and shook it firmly. "Hahaha, great to see you again, Alex. You've grown stronger."
"You two know each other?" Jenny asked, curious.
"Joe introduced me to the Fighting Dojo," Alex explained. "I worked there all through high school. I wouldn't be half as strong without that experience. I owe him a lot."
Joe waved it off. "You did all the work. Even the Master praised your fighting spirit."
Alex nodded, then gestured to the girl beside him. "Anyway, this is Vera. She's had a rough time recently and needs a safe place to stay. I was hoping she could use one of the guest rooms for a while."
"Hello, Officer Jenny. Joe. It's nice to meet you," Vera said politely.
"Oh my," Jenny said with delight. 'Alex finally brought home a girl.'
"Haha! What a lovely young lady. I approve, son," Joe said, full of energy.
Alex chuckled. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Joe. Besides, if you want a son of your own, you'll have to work for it."
"Hahaha! Fair enough!" Joe laughed.
The group chatted happily before settling down for a late dinner. Alex and Vera had arrived quite late after escorting everyone around Saffron City, while Jenny and Joe had just finished a long day at work—and some personal bonding.
Dinner was far from awkward. Joe was his usual over-the-top self, Vera navigated the conversation like a seasoned diplomat, Jenny was all smiles, and Alex had plenty of stories to share.
They apparently met when a thief Jenny was chasing ran straight into Joe, who promptly slammed the guy to the ground. They hit it off afterward while Jenny was taking his statement.
By the end of the meal, it was decided: Vera could stay for as long as she needed. Jenny didn't mind—she had Arcanine to keep her safe, and Vera was such a sweet girl.
Later that evening, Joe and Alex had "the talk." Alex gave his blessing. Sure, he was Jenny's son, but he had always seen her more like a sister—and had always been protective. But Joe was a genuine guy. Honest to a fault. And Alex liked him for that.
The next day, Alex returned to Celadon City to enroll in planting lessons at the Grass Gym. While he had access to scientific papers that covered everything he needed, he still preferred to learn from real professionals in action.
Normally, the full course takes an entire year—designed for general farmers interested in all the plant species the Gym teaches. But Alex only enrolled in the modules focused on vegetables and berry trees.
Even so, it took him two weeks to thoroughly learn their growth cycles, ideal environments, nutrient requirements, the principles of artificial selection specific to each crop, and more.
The Grass Gym provided not only a comprehensive data packet on vegetables and berry trees but also a curated collection of scientific papers they had personally verified—exactly the kind of reliable information Alex was looking for.
They even recommended trusted fertilizer suppliers, including those who sold bulk ingredients for nutrient solution mixtures they use to mix with the soil.
By the end of it, Alex had everything he needed to introduce hydroponics to the Pokémon world via another scientific paper—and potentially earn access to the League's 8-badge-level services.
Over the next month, Alex got busy executing his plans. He hired a trusted construction crew known for their discretion, secured an industrial manufacturing facility to build his hydroponics setup, and, through Vera's connections with the Velvet Reflection staff, found both a cook and a groomer-masseuse.
Unlike the other girls Alex had been involved with, they were brainwashed prostitutes who had chosen to have all their sexual memories erased. They simply wanted to live a trauma-free life from that point on. However, they selectively kept their experiences with cooking and massages, respectively.
Speaking of the girls, they had all accepted Alex's employment offer over the past month. Some were swayed by the money, others were interested in the experience, and a few were drawn to Alex himself. Alex was happy to provide for them.
As a sign-in bonus, Alex decided to buy all the girls Pokémon eggs as their starters. He even gave them a list to choose from. In the end:
Elara, the engineer, chose Magnemite to help with floating heavy objects and fixing circuits.
Nyx, the hacker, chose Rotom to assist with programming and organizing.
Maris, the manager, chose Indeedee to aid with management tasks and cleaning.
Lyra, the guard, chose Rookidee for scouting and guarding duties.
Kaia, the farmer, chose Skiddo for tilling, planting, harvesting, and producing milk.
Vera, the breeder, chose Audino. Alex didn't have the connection for a Happiny, so she had to settle for a cheaper version.
Lina Vale, the cook, chose an expensive but necessary Miltank to assist in the kitchen. Lina was a sweet girl, aged 26, standing at 5'3" (1.71m), with pink, elegant hair. She was one of the many who needed her memories erased to ensure no trauma lingered, allowing her to return to being a functional adult.
Mira Reeds, the groomer, chose a Smoliv egg for the oil it produces. Mira was a mature beauty with purple hair, standing at 5'7" (1.71m), with a calm and friendly demeanor. She had wanted to keep all her memories but would occasionally suffer psychotic breaks when triggered, so her memories had to go as well.
The new girls were initially hesitant when Vera told them about the job opportunity, but they quickly changed their tune upon learning that Alex, their potential employer, was the bounty hunter who had taken down Monica and her army of grunts. They were grateful to have been saved and happy to be protected and provided for by someone so strong.
With all the preparations in place, Alex finally decided on which property to select. It was the obvious choice when he thought about his end goals rather than convenience.
Hence, the property was bought and construction started.
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