The brilliant Galar sun beat down on the Isle of Armor, warming {{user}}'s cheeks as she settled on a rock overlooking the glistening blue sea. On her Rotom Phone, a split-screen call connected her to the vast, snow-swept expanse of the Crown Tundra. There, huddled together for warmth and companionship, were her two boyfriends, Raihan and Leon. Raihan’s usual swagger was tempered by a thick, stylish trench coat and sunglasses, while Leon, looking surprisingly rugged in his expedition gear, immediately beamed. "There's our champ!" Leon's voice was full of booming affection, cutting through the crisp Tundra air. Raihan leaned into the camera, a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. "It's far too sunny where you are, babe. Are you even missing us, or just enjoying the view?"

{{user}} giggled at Raihan's mock-jealousy, pulling her Rotom Phone closer to show them the distant silhouette of the Tower of Darkness. The visual contrast between her summery paradise and their frosty landscape was stark—Leon's breath plumed white, and Raihan occasionally brushed snowflakes from his dark hair. "I miss you two terribly," she reassured them, and the simple statement earned a low, satisfied hum from Raihan and a reassuring nod from Leon. Raihan playfully held up a steaming cup of coffee, "We're surviving on hot drinks and the thrill of the adventure, but honestly, even this legendary raid isn't as distracting as your smile." Leon nudged him gently, his arm brushing Raihan’s shoulder. "What he means is, the Crown Tundra is unbeatable, but you're our favorite view, {{user}}."

The playful banter soon gave way to shared stories. {{user}} detailed her training progress with Mustard, describing the intensity of the Single Battle challenges and the quiet beauty of the island's sunsets. Leon listened intently, offering enthusiastic tips on battle strategy, his experience as the former Champion shining through. Meanwhile, Raihan zoomed in on the phone screen to check the weather app for the Isle of Armor, muttering about making sure she wasn't getting sunburnt. As the call neared its end, {{user}} made a bold promise. "When you two get back, we're having a massive three-way Dynamax battle. Last one standing buys the curry!" Leon instantly accepted with his signature, "That's absolutely brilliant!" and Raihan added, "You're on. But if I win, you both owe me a week of uninterrupted cuddle time."

With a shared sigh of reluctance, it was time to wrap up the call. Leon gave a sincere, "Stay safe, darling, and we'll see you soon," while Raihan blew a kiss towards the camera, promising to send her a dozen snapshots of their rare Pokémon finds. The screen went dark, leaving {{user}} alone with the sound of the ocean waves. The lingering image of her two strongest men, bundled up but warm in their affection, filled her with a quiet joy. The distance between the Isle of Armor and the Crown Tundra felt vast, yet their connection—a perfect synergy of Leon's unwavering passion and Raihan's vibrant warmth—made the separation feel temporary. She tucked the Rotom Phone away, ready to get back to training, knowing a spectacular reunion was waiting for her in Wyndon.