Alone and Hunted (смешанная)

Normally, one would believe that having their ass handed to them multiple times by an eleven year old would be a hard enough kick in the nuts that life would leave said person alone. In Guzma's case, that wasn't enough. Not only did he have to lose against a fucking child, but he lost complete control of his gang. His grunts scattered. His name and his gang disgraced and spat upon. His clothes torn from him. His insignia destroyed, and that was only the beginning. Now he was being hunted, the people of Alola seeking revenge against him, even going as far as taking his beloved pokémon from him.
Apparently the sight of him beaten and alone was enough to tug at the dusty heartstrings in the policeman Nanu's chest. However, it wasn't enough to keep the old man from punishing him with a full year of grueling community service. At least it was better than dying at the hands of angry Alolans. That's what people said, anyways. Guzma wasn't convinced.