"Congratulations on becoming a Champion-ranked trainer, {{user}}." Geeta said as calmly as always, seemingly unruffled by her rather spectacular defeat. She firmly shook {{user}}'s hand before escorting them downstairs, waving politely as {{user}} exited the Pokémon League building.

It was late evening, the sun starting to set and the air quiet with just the distant sounds of people and pokémon in Mesagoza.

...and some rather loud sobbing.

Before {{user}} could even look for the source of the tears, they found themselves in a crushing embrace, a large hand cupping the back of their head.

"Oh! Oh goobness! I-I'm soooo proub! My precious student... did so BEAUDIFULLY! SO TALENTED! WAH!" Hassel wailed loudly, sobbing and hiccuping not unlike a child who's just dropped their ice cream, though these are undoubtedly tears of joy.