Pokémon: My Online Friend Is Cynthia

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Faster Or Slower?

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Miraidon transformed into his motorcycle form, and Julian and Cynthia climbed on.

Cynthia naturally reached out and wrapped her arms around Julian’s waist, feeling the firmness of his abs through his clothes.

Then she lowered her head and smelled the flowers in her hand, her mood becoming wonderfully bright.

Julian had actually prepared the place for his confession without saying a word.

Cynthia wanted to see exactly how he planned to play this out.

Miraidon was very perceptive. Once they left the city, he lowered his speed.

That way, Julian and Cynthia could enjoy the scenery while chatting along the road.

Cynthia smiled and asked, "Julian, can you tell me about where we’re going to?"

Julian froze for a moment, not quite understanding why Cynthia had asked.

"The flower garden is the place that first developed flower ice cream. I learned how to make it from them."

At the mention of flower ice cream, Cynthia immediately became a little interested.

"Oh, right. They also raise a swarm of Combee now. You’ll be able to see them after they finish gathering nectar, forming a wall together while they rest."

Cynthia had seen a Combee wall during her own travels years ago, so that was nothing too unusual.

"Their number of Combee isn’t that large, though. I heard that somewhere in Eterna Forest, there’s an Amber Castle. The Combee there are the real wall."

Cynthia raised an eyebrow.

How had she never heard of an Amber Castle in Eterna Forest?

But Eterna Forest was very large, and Cynthia had only walked through a small part of it.

Although she did not know where Julian had obtained this information, he really did know a lot of strange but reliable Pokémon information.

Cynthia blinked, suddenly thinking of a question.

"Is the flower ice cream made by the garden’s chef better, or is yours better?"

Julian smiled and said, "I’ve already used the freshest petals to make ice cream. It’s frozen in the flower garden’s freezer."

"We’ll be able to eat it as soon as we arrive!"

Cynthia was instantly caught in a dilemma.

If she told Miraidon to go faster, she would not be able to keep enjoying Julian’s waist and this pleasant ride with him.

But if she told Miraidon to go slower, she would have to wait longer to eat her favourite ice cream.

Julian or ice cream

Cynthia was reluctant to let go of either.

Then her eyes lit up.

Once they arrived, she could hold the ice cream in one hand and wrap her other arm around Julian’s waist.

Then they could ride Miraidon around the garden again.

Problem solved!

Cynthia immediately said, "Julian, I’m feeling a little thirsty. Let Miraidon go a little faster."

Miraidon was somewhat surprised.

This woman actually wanted him to go faster?

Wasn’t she usually complaining that he was too fast?

Julian smiled.

"Miraidon, since Cassia is thirsty, go a little faster."

Miraidon was very clever. He immediately understood what Julian meant.

He sped up for two steps, suddenly paused, then shot into the sky.

With that movement, inertia pulled Cynthia back, forcing her to press tightly against Julian’s solid back.

The faster Miraidon flew, the more naturally she clung to him.

Miraidon’s original intention had been to create an opportunity for Julian.

In the end, that opportunity was seized by the quick-witted Cynthia instead.

Her hands moved around Julian’s waist and stomach, and the feeling made Cynthia unable to suppress a faint smile.

Julian’s expression became somewhat helpless.

Why had he never realised Cynthia had such a mischievous side before?

Julian did not believe for even a second that Cynthia, who often flew at high speed while holding Garchomp’s fin with one hand, would be afraid of Miraidon’s speed.

Even Cassia, the identity Cynthia was playing, was a researcher who often explored ancient ruins. She might be gentle, but she definitely could not be timid.

This Cynthia was clearly using the chance to take advantage of him.

Forget it

If she wants to touch, she can touch

After all, what was the point of training this body if no one ever got to appreciate it?

After Miraidon sped up, they arrived at the flower garden in less than five minutes.

When Miraidon landed, Cynthia was still feeling the lines of Julian’s body through the cotton fabric.

Even through clothes, his abs and chest felt better than Garchomp’s shark-like skin.

Cynthia blinked.

Why has the wind suddenly stopped?

She looked around and found herself in the middle of a beautiful flower field.

Both her hands instantly froze.

They had already stopped.

Why was she still pretending?

This was so embarrassing.

Julian, however, said, "Cassia, you can open your eyes now. We’re here."

Following the chance Julian gave her, Cynthia immediately let go.

She pretended to breathe a sigh of relief.

"We’re finally here?"

Then she got off Miraidon, even pretending to be a little unsteady on her feet.

Julian could only step forward and hold her.

"Are you alright?"

Cynthia shook her head.

"A little dizzy. I should be fine after eating some ice cream."

Cynthia quietly glanced at Miraidon, her gaze somewhat resentful.

Why did you have to go so fast?

Miraidon happened to see Cynthia’s gaze, and his tail immediately stopped swaying.

No way!

What does this woman want?

If I go fast, she complains but if I go slow, she still complains

She was the one who asked him to go faster.

Should he just ruin things between his trainer and this woman?

If Julian stayed with her, Miraidon felt that he would not have a good life in the future.

Miraidon shook his head.

If he ruined things between Julian and Cynthia, Garchomp would definitely have a proper heart-to-heart talk with him.

Miraidon could not even block Bewear’s paws, let alone Garchomp’s fins.

When that time came, Miraidon felt that an angry Garchomp would use those two fins to finely chop him up like Julian chopping vegetables.

Miraidon sighed.

Forget it.

He would continue enduring.

Once he became stronger than Garchomp, he would make Garchomp be the mount instead.

He was done playing this role!

Julian brought Cynthia towards the restaurant.

Clyde had not arranged some grand welcome ceremony.

That would only make them feel awkward.

When people were dating, even one extra person could feel like a third wheel, let alone being put directly under a spotlight for everyone to watch.

Inside the flower garden’s restaurant, there was not even a single waiter in sight.

It was so quiet that Julian wondered whether the restaurant could still operate normally today.

After all, besides him and Cynthia, there were still plenty of regular tourists visiting.

Everyone would need to come to this restaurant for lunch.

Julian brought Cynthia straight into the kitchen, skilfully took out the ice cream box, and served her a portion.

"Here. The latest version of flower ice cream."

Cynthia took a bite.

"These petals don’t just have a faint fragrance that blends into the ice cream. There’s also a unique sweetness."

Julian smiled slightly.

"Gracidea flowers. It was just a sudden idea. I didn’t expect them to work so well in ice cream."

After taking two bites of ice cream, Cynthia said to Julian, "Julian, I want to try eating ice cream while going for a ride."

"I feel like that would be really nice~"

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