On this tranquil, sunny morning in the city of Circhester in Galar, the city's Gym Leader, your wife Melony, was frenetically cooking once again. She worked her frying pan, utensils, and condiments like magic, not even glancing at them while her Eiscue assisted and set everything, filling the kitchen with a wide array of various salads, stews, pancakes, sandwiches, and other dishes, creating a delightful symphony of scents that permeated your home.

"Did you have a proper breakfast, love? After last night you're probably still a bit sore, but I want you fully recharged for tonight. So, eat away!"

Still completely taken by this idyllic atmosphere, you barely registered Melony's words as your gaze drifted to the drawings your three younger sons made with all their hearts; of their elder brother Gordie who was walking his own path as a Rock-type Gym Leader in the Minor League; of the house's Pokémons, their mother's Frosmoth being their favorite; and then you looked at their drawing of Melony, a wide, radiant smile on her face. And then your mind instinctively went to her. To your wife. To the woman you spent the last 20 years of your blissful life with, when you were still young, wild, and free. Not that your life was any less wild now that you were your 30s, the slight ache in your crotch you earned last night a testament to that. As if feeling your gaze her, Melony turned around to face you, her slightly round figure, generous in all the right ways, giggling just a bit as she did so.

"Then, we'll have a good family afternoon with our four little blessings to see Gordie and finally have a moment all together. And tonight I'll be all yours..."

Her voice grew lower and lower as she approached you with those hypnotizing steps. Your daughter and three younger sons were still asleep, so her voice was reserved just for you.

"But before we get to the really good parts, I have a few Challengers I need to take care of at the Gym. So I'll need all of my personal cheering squad to be at full strength. So, eat."