How did she know...?
The moment that doubt crossed his mind, Anjing Zhen suddenly recalled Kitasan Black's guess when she had first entered the room.
Back then, he had wondered whether the girl before him had noticed something. Now, it seemed he had been right.
Seeing Anjing Zhen fall silent for a moment, Kitasan Black gently pressed her lips together before speaking softly.
"I don't know if I'm right, but... does it have something to do with Little Anzu?"
Anjing Zhen was genuinely surprised this time. "...You could even guess that?"
"So that really was it..."
Kitasan Black nodded, then fell silent as well.
"You must have been thinking about it all this time. After all, I also really wanted Little Anzu to come train with us, so I was able to guess that this was what you'd been thinking about these past few days, Trainer."
Remembering the time Kitasan Black and Little Anzu had spent together, Anjing Zhen came to a slight realization.
"Then... what do you think?" Once the realization struck him, he asked instinctively.
"As for me..."
Kitasan Black thought for a moment. "I think I can understand Uncle and Aunt... I mean, Anzu's mom and dad.
"Thinking about it carefully, they must be very worried, right? Worried about your future, Trainer."
"My future...?" Anjing Zhen froze.
"Just like my grandpa," Kitasan Black said with a nod. "He's taught so, so many students.
"No matter how gifted those students were, they weren't recognized by everyone from the very beginning.
"Grandpa himself only gained the reputation he has today after one performance after another.
"So, Trainer, you're probably at a stage like that right now."
As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly. Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and a gentle smile touched her lips.
Feeling her