Ridiculous was an understatement for Kosho. Sure, he may be in a completely new environment, on a completely new planet, but he'd expect for people to be fine with sitting down a knight. Wouldn't it make sense, in that aspect? Serve the people who serve you. No matter how ridiculous you looked on Patch, if you were a soldier, you'd be treated as such. Unless, of course, you were a jerk of a soldier. Nevertheless, his idea still stood out in his head: serve and be served. It didn't make any sense turning away someone in knight armor, especially since that individual worked relentlessly to serve the planet she lives on. Maybe that was just how different Earth was from Patch? That wouldn't settle well with the Saiyan, if that was the case.

Kosho was happy to hear Atsuko's reply, that it wouldn't take too long. Smiling, the Saiyan joked a little, but was dead serious.
"Good, 'cuz I can probably eat a dinosaur at this point. I can't even remember my last meal today."
Pausing a bit, Kosho held onto the log with a blank stare on his face. Shortly afterwards, he broke his silence.
"Oh, wait. That was at the ramen shop with you and Asmoskon."
Atsuko soon mentioned she would leave campfire duty to Kosho, and that she'd go on and find some food for them. Nothing sounded like a better plan to the Saiyan. In fact, he would have been fine doing either one of those jobs. Hunting isn't something a Saiyan would do often, unless in times of war on different planets. Despite not having done it often before, he knew the fundamentals of it. Looking over to his fellow camper, he gave a thumbs up and smiled to her.
"Sounds good to me, Atsuko. The fire should be lit when you're done."

The Saiyan would continue at his objective after responding to Atsuko. Once he finished breaking down the tree into smaller firewood chunks, he turned to see all the logs he'd created. Hands on his hips, Kosho tried to judge whether or not this would be enough. His answer was shaking his head and looking for another tree to chop down. He was a Saiyan, after all. If he knew one thing about his blood, it was that as much as there was a desire to fight, there was also a desire to eat. A small fire that didn't last very long wouldn't do either one of them any good. He got the other tree, broke it down, and brought it back to the campsite for further downsizing. Getting this campfire set up, Kosho couldn't help but think about the events that led him to come to Earth. His eyes looked focused, but his mind drifted off into a recollection of events that he shouldn't be bringing back up from his memory.
"My King..."
That was all that escaped from his mouth for a long time. It was all that was on his mind, other than meeting Renko, the Detective, and Atsuko and Asmoskon. Four interesting individuals, and one of which was a Saiyan from Patch, just like Kosho. However, despite all the good that came of this business trip, the Saiyan still thought of his fallen King. Who the hell did it? I know my objective here is to protect the Earth King, and I'll do that to my dying breath...But I still have to know. Kosho pushed those thoughts out of his head for now. Instead, he wondered how his parents were doing back on Patch. He'd have to contact them soon and tell them about what's been going on so far.

Before she flew off into the air, Atsuko mentioned that pasta wasn't really filling. Kosho could agree with her, unless, of course, he had all the ramen or pasta he could ever want. Not really thinking much about it, the Saiyan looked back and responded, chuckling a little bit.
"So, I'm guessing you'll find something even more filling? Like a dinosaur?"
He wasn't expecting what was going to happen when she returned. Kosho watched her fly off as he kept preparing the campfire. While he wondered how his parents were doing, he finished chopping up the other tree. Logs were carelessly stacked on top of one another next to the Saiyan. Looking at the pile, only one thing crossed his mind: Yeah, I'ma have to organize that soon. 

As he carried logs with him away from the stack of firewood, Kosho felt a presence approaching. It was Atsuko again. She'd finished relatively quickly, and the Saiyan was both impressed and surprised. He was even more surprised when he looked up, his eyes widening as she descended to him.
"The hell!?"
Once she landed, she said that this should probably fill them up. If that didn't fill us up, we wouldn't be Saiyan...or human either. Seriously, are you or are you not a Saiyan? You have to be if you're gonna eat this! Straightening himself and fixing his eyes, he responded.
"Yeah, that should do it. I wasn't expecting you to actually get a dinosaur, but I can't really complain. We'll be eating good tonight."
With that, Kosho knelt down and stacked the wood against one another, building a small campfire. Looking to the T-Rex, and then back down to the campfire, he stood up and went to get more wood from the pile.
"Need more wood."

Crouching back down next to the campfire with a lot more wood, Kosho replied to Atsuko's comment.
"Thanks, I'm just glad I decided to cut down more wood. I don't think a small fire would really take care of cooking that thing too quickly."
The Saiyan proceeded to build a bigger campfire, making quick work with it, but making sure not to push himself with getting it ready quickly. Atsuko moved really quickly, so it would only be out of respect that he does the same. He doesn't want to keep her waiting long. That would be rude. As he finished up making the campfire, Kosho tried to start a little conversation with his comrade.
"That was pretty fast. I have a feeling this wasn't your first time killing a dinosaur. How many times have you done this, exactly?"

You know, that's actually true. Kinda jealous I didn't think of that, but at the same time, I can't really be mad. It was a good thing at least one of them thought about hunting and eating a dinosaur. Now that he knew they existed here, Kosho would carry this information with him wherever he went. If he were ever low on funds and needed to eat something, this was definitely a viable option. Additionally, if on the off chance (and that's a big if) Kosho couldn't finish his food here and now, travel rations was a good idea. Atsuko had really planned this through. If Kosho only stayed on Earth for much longer than just a month, then he would definitely have thought of something similar to that. At least, he had hoped so. Regardless, he was more than happy Atsuko thought this through so well. Wiping his surprised look from his face, Kosho adopted a warm smile and laughed a bit at her consideration.
"Yeah, that's true. I'm glad you thought so deeply into this."

Before he asked her his question, Atsuko was starting to go out with the dinosaur, her tiny body dragging the behemoth with ease. It was comical if Kosho thought about it. The average Earthling here on this planet wouldn't even dream of doing this kind of stuff. Meanwhile, you had Kosho and Atsuko breaking down trees with their bare hands and carrying dinosaurs like it was nothing. ...I'm sure it's not THAT insane or uncommon...Right? The Knight confirmed in a way that this wasn't her first time doing this before. In fact, she'd been doing this hunting and preparing food as training. So, she'd done this multiple times in her life, and possibly for long intervals, too? To Kosho, his opinion of her just shot up even more. Whereas he had been training for combat since he was a young boy, with a little bit of utility and survivability on the side, she'd been training in fighting and lifestyle for possibly years. In this aspect, Kosho had a lot of catching up to do.

"Oh! Yeah, of course I'd count that, but I woulda never guessed you went above and beyond like that. Not only combat but hunting, too. You really are something else. You'd make a fine Saiyan, Atsuko."
With that, Atsuko took her leave. Kosho put up two fingers in a salute, turning back to his objective of starting the campfire.
"Looking forward to it!"
Now, Kosho was alone again, left to his firewood. Being careful and precise, Kosho leaned into the wood and shot a thin stream of Ki from his fingertip. Before long, a little flame started to develop. He did the same with another piece of wood and started blowing on the flame to make it bigger. With that, he was able to begin a hot, steady fire. Smiling, he gave himself some praise.
"Not bad, if I do say so myself."

Staring into the fire, Kosho lost himself to thought again, reflecting on the past. This time, of his childhood. A brief memory flashed through his head, recalling some events of his training with his parents. The blazing fire of the firewood reminded him of those days where he'd see the fiery sun setting over the horizon as his training got intense. He broke himself out of his trance though, closing his eyes and turning his head away from the fire.
"I should stop. I know where these memories are gonna go, if it keeps up."
The Saiyan sat himself down on one of the logs, waiting patiently for Atsuko's return. Sure enough, she returned relatively quickly, with two bags of goodies. She set one of those bags down next to one of the seating chairs, while the other she poured some seasonings and spices into. This was a whole different level of preparation for Kosho. Just how much does she carry with her? Is she even prepared for a zombie apocalypse? 

"It's crazy how prepared you are for this, Atsuko. I'd say I woulda never imagined you would be the type of person to prepare this much, but I also only met you today."
Scratching the back of his head, Kosho leaned back in his seat, somehow without falling, and chilled out there for a bit as Atsuko prepared the feast. The silence continued for a bit, making the Saiyan a little anxious. This was a good opportunity as any to get to know Atsuko better, so why not take it? Sitting back up straight, Kosho questioned his comrade.
"Are you from Earth, Atsuko? How long exactly have you been here?"

Too humans or the tastes of a Saiyan? Well, Kosho could see how the armor itself could be as out of the ordinary on Patch as it was here on this planet. However, the pride she had in her knightly heritage, her love for combat, her survivor skills, they all told the Saiyan a different story. She may be about justice and such, but Kosho knew plenty of Saiyans that were the same way, himself included. There was a simple answer for Atsuko's doubt.
"Not to me. You're pure of heart, set in one mindset, and you have a lotta pride in where you come from. I'd say you're just about as Saiyan as the next Patch soldier."
He was about to find out in just a few short moments that she literally was just as much of a Saiyan as the next Patch soldier.

It was certainly true, what Atsuko said. There were a couple reasons as to why Kosho didn't carry many things around with him on a day to day basis. One was because he wasn't 100% certain what he should bring to survive days on end without shelter, and the other was because, well, he didn't have too many belongings in the first place. Besides, wouldn't too many items on hand slow you down in a fight? This Saiyan would rather be on top of his game and having nothing weighing him down, rather than to be prepared for every single situation at hand. He'll find his own way to prepare for the situation in front of him, with whatever lies in his path.

Atsuko seemed pretty confident in her survival skills. So confident, in fact, that she even said she could make a settlement within a certain given time no problem. Along with the knight, Kosho let out a short chuckle, as well, and tossed a joke her way.
"Atsuko City or Atsuko Prefecture doesn't sound like too bad of a name, either. Maybe you should give it a shot, after all?"
Atsuko came up with a surprising and confusing answer to his question. After a long pause, she stated that she was raised on Earth, but not born here? Aren't all Humans born and raised on Earth? Is she some sort of exception? Are there Humans born on other planets, just like there are Saiyans born of Patch and Saiyans from Earth? Before he could get a solid explanation, though, Atsuko made him swear to secrecy. The Saiyan could keep a secret, and it wasn't like he had anyone to blab to about this. If it was a request from a friend, he'd honor it.
"Of course, you don't gotta ask me twice. I'm a safe locked nice and tight."

This is where, how Kosho would say it, "shit went down." A lot of things were revealed to him suddenly, but it wasn't like it was overwhelming him. If anything, all the things he learned just now, he was happy to learn. From what he could get from Atsuko's explanation, there used to exist this group called the "Knights of Yama," who were essentially peacekeeping soldiers that spanned across the galaxy. To Kosho, this possibility was insane to imagine. These Knights of Yama had descendants, and Atsuko was one of them. At some point in time, some unknown individual or group started killing off the Knights of Yama, and in order to protect her, Atsuko's family sent her to Earth. Also, she was a Saiyan, to which Kosho seemed very excited about. I CALLED IT!!! He didn't really call it, but the Saiyan felt triumphant in connecting with a fellow Saiyan, despite not exactly knowing they were a Saiyan.

When Atsuko removed her helmet and admitted her Saiyan heritage, Kosho was able to get a good look at her face. Her eyes were a teal color, with her hair a fierce blonde. Gazing upon her for a moment, the soldier felt a shudder run through his spine. A Super Sai-... No, she can't be. She looks like how one would describe a Super Saiyan, but something tells me she isn't exactly one, yet. She'd probably be immensely stronger than she already is, if she were one. Strange...I've never seen a Saiyan with naturally blonde hair. This girl just doesn't cease to surprise me. Kosho could see the determination in her eyes as she announced her goal to him. She meant it; Atsuko was bent on bringing the assassins to judgement and avenging the Knights of Yama. It was admirable, more than admirable, to fight for a cause such as that. Come to think of it, what cause has Kosho exactly been fighting for, right now? Ever since the King of Patch was assassinated, he lost his will, his goal, his everything. Kosho used to fight for the Saiyans, for his people. Now, he's here on Earth, defending the Earth King. While this was obviously something, what would happen afterwards, when his time protecting the King ended?

Atsuko didn't even need to ask twice about him joining her efforts. Kosho's current goal was simply to defend the Earth King, to do his job. However, even with this job, and when it's over, there's no doubt in his mind he can team up with Atsuko. Sticking around someone of her caliber, in his thoughts, would help him get stronger. With that, Kosho took this moment to reply to Atsuko's question, pounding his chest with his fist and showing off a determined grin.
"I can't say I like sitting around doing nothing, and playing defense for the Earth King's lineup isn't something I wanna do all the time. You have my word as a Saiyan, I'll help you in whatever you need help with to take down those assassins. I can't sit idly by and let innocent people get slaughtered."
After making that promise to Atsuko, Kosho dropped his fist, and lost himself in thought a bit. Something about what Atsuko said made him start thinking. What was it about again? Breaking his brief silence, the soldier looked back up to the Saiyan Knight, his gaze curious and a little worried.
"By any chance, do you know what happened back on my home planet? Planet Patch?"

If Atsuko didn't quite know what happened on Patch, Kosho would take his next moment to explain the situation, and why he was here in the first place.
"Planet Patch is where Traditionalist Saiyans, such as myself, are born and raised. In a brief summary, we seek to align ourselves with the training and lifestyle of our ancestors, in order to bring peace to our kingdom and fight for those who are too weak to fight for themselves. About a month ago, though, our King was assassinated. There was no warning, no evidence of any mutiny or treachery. I was on duty the night he passed. I felt responsible for his death, even though I wasn't even specifically assigned to his quarters. I felt that I'd failed my King as a Saiyan, just by letting him die that night."

Kosho's fists balled up, his body intense as he briefly recalled the night the Patch King was killed. The panic that occurred afterwards, the shame that he carried with him, unjustly, for about a month. It was a dark time for the Saiyan. Breaking out of his mini trance, he continued with his original train of thought.
"Afterwards, I came to Earth to defend the Earth King. The call to defend the Earth King came before my King died, but I ignored it at the time, only wanting to defend Patch and my King. With that lost, I came here to bring honor to my family and myself. Thinking about it now, after you mentioned the Knights of Yama, it makes sense as to why the Earth King is so scared. There's also a scary connection between my King's death and this unknown assassin's killing spree, in the sense that this murderer or these murderers are getting away with killing so many people without anyone finding out who they are."

Kosho leaned in a little closer, looking directly at Atsuko again. His face was simply focused, just like hers was not too long ago. He meant no hostility, no malice; all he wanted was to get to the bottom of this, and to see if his new teammate knew anything of this situation.
"Of course, I won't be mad if you don't know the answer to this, but can I just ask you just one question? Do you know if the Patch King was connected to the Knights of Yama, or if the Earth King is? 'Cuz if they are, then everything I thought I knew about this situation is insanely wrong."
This was the only question he had for Atsuko at the moment. Whether she knew or not wouldn't change the opinion Kosho had of her, nor would it dissuade him from joining forces with her to take down these assassins. If the Patch King was connected to the Knights of Yama, it would just give Kosho more incentive to fight alongside Atsuko. If he wasn't, then he'd be fighting alongside Atsuko to stop these assassins from their unjust killing of innocent people.

Kosho was glad that Atsuko was able to add onto his joke and comment on it. So far, with all the Saiyans he'd been meeting in the time he spent on Earth, he was hitting it off well with them. So far, it was him, Renko, and Atsuko. He wondered how their relationship would be in the future. Of course, he was gambling that it would be the relationship of rivals and sparring partners. Still, he wondered what it would be like in the future. The Patch Saiyan couldn't wait to see how much stronger they all got. To him, it'd be even more of a good fight.

From how Atsuko responded, she seemed to follow along plenty with everything Kosho had to say. Despite not knowing what happened on Patch, she was understanding, and they both came to similar conclusions. While it was a little frustrating that they didn't know for certain if these coincidences were more than coincidences, it was nice to know that they were somewhat on the same track. Furthermore, he wouldn't feel any malice towards Atsuko for not knowing if the Patch King may or may not have been a Knight of Yama. There was no helping it, and he wouldn't blame his friend for not knowing. That would be wrong in ant of itself. What they did know was that the Patch King was assassinated mysteriously, without anyone knowing who the perpetrator was, just like the other Knights of Yama. It seemed fishy, and finding the perpetrator was going to be a whole different level of difficult.

One thing was for sure, this was definitely going to be the most difficult battle they'd have, possibly ever. If this individual was strong enough to murder multiple people without leaving any evidence whatsoever, just imagine what they could do to Kosho and Atsuko and everyone else they knew. One wrong move at the wrong time, and they could put everyone on Earth in danger. The risks didn't seem higher. Everything Atsuko mentioned seemed more than accurate and plausible. If they were trying to destabilize the galaxy, for what?
"It seems weird. We've been in a time of peace for a while. Why would anyone wanna destabilize that balance? Are they just tryna get rid of the peace to cause chaos, or are they tryna do something bigger after war breaks out?"

Atsuko's consoling was very appreciated. Kosho just wished he had that when he was back on Patch a month ago. Chances were, if he got that sooner after the King was dead, then he probably would have come to Earth sooner, and thus met Atsuko and all these other people he knows, sooner as well. The Patch Saiyan smiled at his comrade and thanked her.
"Thank you, I appreciate that. I just wish you were there to tell me that a month ago. Things probably woulda been a lot different if I go that pep talk to my head way before I actually did."
After she said this would probably be the most dangerous foe they ever faced, Kosho's face got serious, his eyebrows scrunched up and his grin faded into a pondering scowl. Just how strong could these guys be... 

"Yeah, I'm with you on that. Someone of that caliber...I just can't imagine it. We'll all have to get much stronger. Chances are, if we all band together, we could probably take whoever it is down without losing any lives. I'd rather it not come to making sacrifices."
Kosho leaned forward again, looking towards Atsuko. This time, he wasn't as serious, showing a more playful and lighthearted side of himself.
"Working together with you is gonna be fun. I'm excited even right now to work on whatever in order to prepare for this opponent. But, it looks like on my free time, I'm gonna be tryna figure out more about my fallen King. There's something that just doesn't settle with me, as of right now. I need to know more."
Kosho stared at the fire, a thought occurring to him. What if we're forced to use that form? The Oozaru? It's power is incredible, but it's dangerous to use it without proper training. We'd end up going berserk and hurt anyone around us... Chasing that thought out of his head, the Patch Saiyan stood up and slammed his fists together, motioning his head towards the dino.
"All right! How's 'bout we put that shrimp on the barbie?"

Staying pensive wasn't something Kosho wanted to keep up. Plus, what Atsuko said was helping him stay away from being that. It's true: all they could really do is get stronger and see what happens next. There was no preparing when they didn't even know who the enemies were. At this point in time, there were no weak points, no strategies, nothing of interest to highlight. All they could do was just as Atsuko said; get stronger in order to prepare for the oncoming threat. Hopefully, they can all get strong enough to repel said threat.

After Kosho thanked her, the Saiyan Knight also mentioned that what was important was to work together in order to take down this enemy. Work together...that means all of us. That means me, Atsuko, Renko, Proudmoore, even Asmoskon. Something as drastic as that, making us all band together to fight a common enemy, is coming towards us. Such a thought that was! They'd have to fight someone who would make many people who dislike and like each other have to get together to put up a resistance. Almost insane to think about. Never unheard of, but the fact that this was most likely going to be happening soon was somewhat of a wake up call.

"Yeah, that's true."
The Patch Saiyan shifted his weight in his seat, leaning back a little while his tail propped against the floor to hold the body up.
"At least we both can agree that we'll make sure no one has to die."
It was nice for Atsuko to give her support for Kosho while he worked to uncover the secrets behind his King's death. He had an ally who would help him just as he would help her. Smiling, Kosho gave his thanks to his newfound friend.
"Thank you. I'll be sure to give you a call whenever I start."
There was one other person Kosho wanted to ask for help from. He felt as if he'd talk to another certain Saiyan from Patch, he'd have his full support as well.

As Atsuko continued to prepare the meal they were about to have, Kosho leaned back with his tail propping him up, his arms behind his head. He stared at the roaring fire they made. The Patch Saiyan honestly couldn't wait until it was finished. His mouth began to water a bit and the smell was just as tempting as the look of it. MEEEEEAAAAAAAAT!! That was the only thing he could really think with his current one-track-mind. There was nothing else occupying his mind, just how it should be. No negative and concerning thoughts were welcome in the mind of Kosho at this very moment.