Hinata Town Farm.
Under Cynthia's strong insistence, Hakuya pulled out his hidden trump card.
You want to see me go all out? Then...
Psychic ability [Telekinesis]—Activate!
In just an instant, Cynthia instinctively wrapped her arms around the pair of plump, snowy mounds at her chest.
Although they were on the clearing outside the wooden cabin with no outsiders or wild Pokémon in sight, having her restraints undone through the air plunged this cold blonde beauty into a state of bashful system failure.
"This... This..."
Watching her intimate garment fly into Hakuya's hand, a blush stained her snowy, delicate face, and her originally steady state of mind was shattered in a second.
Wait, how can you use psychic powers like that? That is a total foul!
"Garch~"
On the other side, as the ace of one of the world's strongest trainers, Garchomp hadn't lost its ability to fight even after taking a double-super-effective [Moonblast] from Gardevoir head-on; instead, it gritted its teeth and climbed back up, radiating a bloodthirsty, dragon-like sharpness.
"I know."
Hearing her Pokémon's urgent call, Cynthia pulled her draped trench coat tight, temporarily suppressing the shame in her heart.
The battle was still ongoing; everything Hakuya was doing was just a tactic to disrupt her command and offensive.
"Use Earthquake!"
As soon as the words fell, a dragon's roar echoed through the clouds as Garchomp's rear claws slammed into and cracked the surface—a dust storm erupted as the once solid, heavy ground disintegrated instantly, sending web-like fissures racing toward the opponent.
"Gardevoir, Extrasensory."
Synchronized with her Trainer's command, Gardevoir's eyes glowed purple, and a powerful surge of mental energy erupted from her like a tidal wave.
But this time, the [Extrasensory] move wasn't compressed into a lethal blade to strike the opponent; instead, it suddenly enveloped her and Hakuya like a bubble.
At this moment, the exploding waves of earth had already swept across.
But in that split second, Hakuya and Gardevoir floated into the air, directly granting them immunity to the [Earthquake] move!
Unlike the rigid game mechanics where only Flying-types are immune to Ground-type moves, in a real battle, as long as the target is far enough off the ground, they can evade most Ground-type attacks.
Just as Cynthia, back in battle mode, was about to launch a follow-up strike, she was hit by Hakuya's [Telekinesis] again.
The black trench coat she was holding firmly against her body to cover herself began to shake violently, as if desperately trying to tear itself away from her tall, snowy frame.
"Wait... Wait a minute!"
Seeing this, the panicked Champion applied more strength to her grip.
Under the dual forces of her grip and Hakuya's [Telekinesis], the black trench coat actually ripped and shattered apart.
Without that thick layer of restraint, the snowy mounds—no longer encased in a bra—perked up high and firm, pushing against her thin white undershirt.
Though she wasn't completely exposed, the mere gust of wind kicked up by the battle caused those soft, ripe snowy peaks to tremble; her already sensitive pink nipples rubbed against the fabric, staining them a seductive crimson and forcing the cold Sinnoh Champion to bite her cherry lip as shameful moans escaped her throat.
If a normal No-Holds-Barred battle is a desperate struggle for survival, then this confrontation with Hakuya was the exact opposite—there was no terrifying pressure of death, only an overwhelming sense of shame.
For this blonde beauty—who was now covering her chest with both hands while a light mist filled her beautiful eyes—the impact of this method was clearly far greater than the former.
Just as Cynthia was about to enter a total "steam engine" state, Hakuya paused for a moment before activating his psychic power once again.
Junior Brother, this is getting a bit... a bit too much!!!
Feeling her lower body becoming cold and airy, the blonde beauty bit her lip, her moon-shaped brows knitting together as she twisted her slender waist in a futile attempt to resist; however, this only caused her snowy white legs to form an even better posture, allowing her panties—the last veil over her secret garden—to slide down even faster.
It was no longer a question of whether she could win; if the fight continued, she...
"I surrender!"
Suddenly, the Sinnoh Champion instinctively squeezed her legs shut and shouted loudly with a beet-red face.
"Eh? Is... is it over?"
The Secretary Miss, who had been watching in a daze, finally snapped out of it to announce the result.
This move of using [Telekinesis] to strip an opponent—forget Cynthia, even the spectating Oleana couldn't help but blush.
"This No-Holds-Barred battle is won by the President!"
"Gardevoir~"
"Good job."
Hakuya reached out and rubbed Gardevoir's head, praising her.
After the battle with Cynthia, he now had a clear understanding of his Pokémon's true strength.
As the strongest Pokémon in Hakuya's hands, Gardevoir could roughly achieve a 70/30 win rate against Garchomp; partly because the Fairy-type naturally counters Dragon, and partly because under the boost of four attributes, her strength had reached a terrifying level.
The Pokémon below her, such as Mienshao and Lopunny, were roughly equivalent in strength to the ace Pokémon of the Elite Four or Gym Leaders; one could say that after so many "group sessions," the harvest was quite significant.
As for that incomplete version of the [Telekinesis] psychic power, he was indeed getting more and more skilled with it.
"Dear Junior Brother, it's time to give it back to me, right~"
While he was thinking, Hakuya looked up to see the glamorous Senior Sister Cynthia approaching him with a look of deep resentment.
From the start of the battle until now, the bra that once held her plump snowy mounds had been firmly grasped in Hakuya's hand, making the Sinnoh Champion's face burn with heat all over again.
This guy—she came to give him special training, but in the end, she had the hallucination that she was the one being "disciplined"!
"..."
Hakuya cleared his throat twice, feigning composure as he handed back the bra, which was now stained with his scent.
Crap, Senior Sister probably thinks I'm a pervert now—
Cynthia simply let out a light huff like a bashful girlfriend before taking it back into the cabin to put it on; when she re-emerged, she seemed to have regained her cold blonde beauty persona.
However, judging by the flush that had yet to fade, the Sinnoh Champion clearly hadn't fully calmed down yet.
"Mmm..."
Cynthia pursed her lips and tucked a golden strand behind her reddened ear.
Although the battle process was very shameful, she didn't feel angry.
After all, in a No-Holds-Barred battle where any means are used for victory, it was perfectly logical whether she had Garchomp attack Hakuya directly or Hakuya used psychic powers to counter.
Looking at the final result, although she suffered no physical injury, she had lost her ability to command calmly; his method was both unconventional and highly effective.
It had to be said, Hakuya was a genius of battle tactics.
Of course, this playstyle could only be pulled off by Hakuya.
After all, the number of people with psychic powers wasn't large, and most could only weakly bend a small spoon; wanting to make an opponent lose their cool by stealing their clothes was nothing but a pipe dream.
As for powerful psychics like Sabrina or Caitlin, if they encountered a life-or-death no-rules battle, they would just physically obliterate the opposing Trainer first.
How could they be like...
"Next time you use your psychic power, remember to tell me in advance."
Finally, Cynthia—with her snowy cheeks still slightly pink—waved her fist, threatening Hakuya with a feigned anger.
"Otherwise, I'll beat you up first~"
"You should know, your Senior Sister's martial arts can beat a Garchomp into the ground."
"..."
Garchomp looked at its Trainer with a look of pure bewilderment.
Wait, since when did I become a unit of measurement for combat power?
Seeing the look of resentment transfer from Cynthia to Garchomp's face, Hakuya almost laughed out loud.
"Understood, Senior Sister."
Finally, under the gradually intensifying pressure of his Senior Sister, he agreed wholeheartedly.
As a powerful Trainer, besides having strong Pokémon, the Trainer's own combat ability often cannot be ignored.
For example, Bruno of the Kanto Elite Four—with his martial arts, he can take on a Machamp and pound an Onix; he is the definition of a physical god.
However, while this cold blonde beauty wasn't a weak woman, she clearly hadn't reached that level of strength; she was just trying to scare Hakuya.