Anjing Zhen spoke Japanese, and Kitasan Black was immediately taken aback.
"Huh? Trainer, if it's Japanese..."
The next second, she was so surprised that even her tail stood straight up.
"As expected of Trainer Yasui. In all of Central... no, in the entire industry, there probably isn't another trainer as young as you."
The foreign woman named "Chris" was speaking Japanese as well.
And it was remarkably fluent, even carrying a slight Kanto accent.
"Th-then... you could speak Japanese all along?" Kitasan Black stared blankly.
"Sorry, Kitasan Black."
Chris spread her hands and shrugged, flashing a dashing smile.
"I'd wanted to speak all along, but unfortunately, I never found the chance.
"Of course, I'm not criticizing your enthusiasm. Let's just call it a lovely little misunderstanding.
"Also, my English actually isn't very good. My native language is French.
"Au revoir~ Mwah~"
After saying "goodbye" in French, she pressed her fingertips to her lips and blew Kitasan Black a kiss. She smiled at Anjing Zhen, then turned and left.
"Looks like French people in every world are romantics to the death..."
"French... huh? Trainer, what did you say?"
Staring blankly at Chris's retreating back, Kitasan Black had not caught Anjing Zhen's muttered remark and looked over at him in confusion.
"Nothing. I'll take you... forget it, it's not far anyway. Let's walk to the Academy together."
Seeing that the traffic light ahead had just turned green, Anjing Zhen suggested it.
"Oh, okay..."
As she followed Anjing Zhen across the intersection in a daze, Kitasan Black suddenly sighed.
"Sigh, I never expected that elder sister to be a trainer. She must have known where the URA Association was, and I even helped give her directions..."
"She was going to the URA Association?"
Anjing Zhen paused.
"Yeah, I saw that she had some