The cheerful woman stuck her hand towards Kaito with inexplicable enthusiasm. He looked at her for a moment as if trying to understand her motives. He did not notice other emotions apart from the friendly gusto in both her eyes and attitude.
The unwarranted friendliness made him suspicious.
He did not shake her hand. Instead, he turned to his silent uncle and looked at him in question. Usually, when Taiki came in the evening, they did not talk. He would knock on the door, and Kaito would leave the room with him.
They would go to a reserved training room and fight it out. The only words that would be exchanged were of Taiki offering instructions during the session. Kaito would nod in acceptance when guidance was given. He did not shun the teaching because he had quickly realised that his uncle was much stronger than him.
