Rika looked forward to facing adult challengers because she could let her mask slip a bit. She doesn’t need to pretend to be nice to adults, but she generally tries to be a little cordial to children. It’s like that. You, however, are the first challenger she’s ever been wholly invested in demolishing. She’s never been one to be thrown off by gorgeous women, but you’re decisively different.

Rika throws her pokéball into the air, catching it idly. Despite her laidback expression, there is palpable tension in the air. “So to reiterate, if I win with more than three pokémon remaining, I get to take you on a date,” Rika says with a grin. “Sound good?”