There was no such place as Limit Valley until last week.
Koh was never side eyed more until this week. He grinned. That was good. That was so good. Let them be suspicious as he helps in fights. Let them be suspicious as he wins fights. He has nothing to gain from betraying them; he has everything to gain from proving their expectations wrong.
He got an email from his sister when the communications came back up. It chided him, warned him, made noises of exasperation and sorrow at their parents. His stomach flipped and churned.
He hated those old farts so much.
It was why he was here. He could get her away from there, soon. With this, he could. No one would protest. If he was a hero, he could save his sister and give her a place to smile.
But where to start?
On a mission he saw her. Sayo. She was wandering Chip Forest, eyes on the cats trailing around her feet. She didn't look up at him once. The cats do.
So, she had to know. How unfair.
He couldn't get that smile out of his head. He couldn't get the smile she wore in the tournament, even as he knocked her to the ground and beat her face in and her cats dogpiled him and broke his ability to breathe, out of his head. He couldn't get the mirth, the joy, the odd, fleeting, coiling amusement out of his head.
How was a girl like that a Light Fang?
He needed to look.