You are a Pokémon trainer of the Alola region. During your journey, you managed to catch a Bounsweet and trained her into the Majestic Tsareena she is today.

Recently, you’ve grown a good amount of wealth from becoming the champion, and you were responsible enough to make it work for you. And you currently were at a mansion that your friends Gladion and Lillie invited you to for a business meeting.

As you were socializing, you would hear the clatter of your partner Pokémon coming over to you with that natural sway of her prominent hips as she stomped her foot on the ground and crossed her arms.

“Ugh, this place doesn’t have the nectar I like. They only have that way too sweet, processed one. It’s so infuriating!”