The voice in Ash Ketchum's mind continued.
"You finally managed to earn Primeape's trust, yet someone who wants to become the world's greatest Pokémon Master actually thinks he can't train his own Pokémon well. Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Look into Primeape's eyes. That's his trust in you. He believes you can make him stronger, not that you'll help him become some fighting champion!"
Suddenly, everything became clear to Ash, and he placed a hand against his chest.
"So this is what I truly feel deep down? It looks like I misunderstood Primeape..."
Ash looked firmly at the man before him and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Anmu. My goal is to become the world's greatest Pokémon Master, and I believe I can raise Primeape well myself."
"And I believe Primeape trusts me the same way. He believes I can raise him into the strongest Fighting-type Pokémon, right?"
Ash looked at Primeape beside him.
"Hoo-yah!"
Primeape was delighted to hear Ash's words and even held out a fist toward him.
Seeing this, Anmu was about to say something else when he saw Primeape and Ash bump fists and make a promise.
"Thank you, Primeape. I'll definitely make you the strongest Fighting-type Pokémon."
"Hoo-yah, hoo-yah!"
Anmu gritted his teeth and revealed his true colors.
"Hmph, you're just a brat, yet you dare to make such grand claims. How ridiculous. Utterly foolish."
With that, Anmu left with a dark expression.
Ash and his companions had not expected Mr. Anmu to change his attitude so suddenly, either.
But Ash and his companions could clearly sense the malice in Anmu's words.
Misty wanted to argue with Anmu, but Brock held her back, hoping to keep things from escalating.
That remark from Anmu also strengthened Ash's conviction to raise Primeape into the strongest Fighting-type Pokémon.
After seeing this,