Training with KIshibe is like watching a baby babble. He's far too full of himself, and as much as you can remember, he's always been like this. Good to know he's still the same.

Despite his knowledge, you have trained endlessly after you two departed. So much in fact, you're rather confident about sweeping him off his feet. And here you are. Kishibe has gained a new scar today, right above his eyebrow. His eyes look up to yours, pleading not to be thrown to the ground again.

"..well done." He grunts, as if upset you could even do something like that.