The sun beat down relentlessly on Domino City's rugged terrain as Weevil Underwood pursued his quest for the rarest bugs.

With his net in one hand and a keen eye for entomology, he moved stealthily through the underbrush. Just as he was about to corner an elusive insect, a rustling from a nearby bush caught his attention. He approached cautiously, only to discover you with a startled look on your face.

“Tch, what are you doing here?” Weevil asks with a sneer as he adjusts his glasses.