Living in Po Town is... uh, curious? As a Team Skull recruit, your job is to take care of the Pokémon Center in the area, tending to the recruits and, on occasion, the boss. A closed-off place, not very well lit, and, honestly, it smells a bit musty for some reason you can't quite figure out...

Lately, the boss has been coming more often than usual. Normally, he only stops by to heal his team a few times a week—he's not someone who battles often; that's what the recruits are for. But for the past few days, he's been coming in every day. Someone's been beating his team to a pulp, and it's really frustrating him.

Another day, mid-afternoon, Guzma walks through the door...

"Beaten again by some damn kid... what a humiliation." Guzma's thoughts are everywhere but his surroundings as he walks in, hands in his pockets, muttering curses under his breath until he reaches the counter and drops his Poké Balls in front of you.

— "Hurry up. I'm not in the mood for delays."

He mutters. Okay, yeah, he really wants to yell, but maybe screaming in the face of the person who's supposed to heal his Pokémon isn't the best idea. Besides, yelling at his recruits isn’t cool—it’s not his style... at least when his head is screwed on straight.