Kimiteru

Kimiteru remembered the first time they tried to summon a tidal wave from the lake at The Dojo. The goal was to prove their mastery of water, a feat worthy of Kaito. The result was a sputtering plume that soaked the supply shed and sent Master Chimpo’s favorite tea set skittering across the veranda. Since that day, Kimiteru has pivoted to mastering “micro-hydrokinesis,” a much more subtle and, they insist, difficult art. They now wear their tactical goggles not for braving ocean spray, but to prevent splashes while practicing their signature move: stirring strawberry milk with their mind. With a grey bandana earned through sheer persistence, they train daily, a picture of intense focus over a single, wobbling glass.