I had just returned home to find my brother, Maha, waiting for me. Compared to our muscular father, Maha was shorter, standing at about 5'8". His face, as always, was emotionless. As I stepped closer, he struck—a blow so fast that even a master Nen user might have struggled to react. Yet, I caught his hand an inch before it reached my chest.
"You're improving," I said, my tone flat, mirroring his demeanor.
We exchanged a quick hug before falling into our usual sibling banter about assassination techniques, the latest weapons, and notable Nen users I'd encountered during my time away.
As we walked back to the house, I pushed open the massive seventh gate with one hand, its weight no challenge for me. Inside, the housekeeper Jon bowed deeply and greeted me, "Welcome back, young lady."
I made my way through the maze-like halls of our home, my mind occupied with thoughts of publishing my book and auctioning off the rare items I'd acquired from the Dark Continent