The next move was unexpected, but it was exactly like how she wanted it. She wanted him to hurt her; to push her, but then, he stops, and turns away like nothing happened. Clutching her stomach with cough, Kinoko was on her feet by the time Vegeta was making his departure. “You goddamn coward”, she suddenly said, spitting some blood out, before stopping him with a telekinetic force. She felt an uprising anger in her chest, and she needed to get it out; even if it meant by taunting or patronizing him, Kinoko needed to get it out. “I ask you to train me, and it frustrates me that you’re still holding back. I want to get stronger, even it means for you to, by all means, beat me!”, with the amount of energy she has, the princess used her Ki to regenerate. 

“From what I’ve suffered from, I want to overcome it. I want you to overcome it too, Vegeta!”, she paused; the fire rising in her eyes. “I am the Princess of Saiyans, so train me, like how a Saiyan would!”, she was being direct with him, not afraid of what he could potentially throw at her. It was the one thing they had in common: Being stubborn.