The fragmented calendar was about to separate. But don't worry it would be complete when it gathered again. The juvenile spiders were absorbing nutrients for growth, and under your guidance, they would take a different path. Next, a small episode would occur within the "family," but for you, it should feel more like a joke than a threat. Enjoy this intermission. Perhaps when resting, you could travel east you might meet unexpected people.
"Master, what's the matter? Nion can do divination now, isn't it amazing?" Nion lay on the bed, her eyes shining with excitement.
Rimo had come looking for Nion to prepare for the next round of training. Unexpectedly, the moment he entered the room, Nion eagerly grabbed him and asked for some personal information. Realizing that Nion's Nen ability, [Angel's Automatic Notes], might have awakened, Rimo obediently wrote down his data.
Once he finished, Nion immediately became dazed. Under Rimo's observation, a small green monster composed of aura appeared above Nion's right hand, holding her pen. It controlled her movements, writing something on the paper. Once the prophecy poem was complete, the green monster vanished instantly. Nion's previously indifferent eyes regained awareness.
Rimo held the paper and skimmed it. He could roughly understand the first half it described events that had already happened. The second half hinted at the so-called "family" episode. He didn't worry much; whether it was the prophecy or his own confidence in his strength, it hardly mattered. With Nen output nearing 200,000, Rimo feared no one except Netero.
The only thing that intrigued him was the prophecy's suggestion that traveling east might yield unexpected encounters. His eyes flickered.
"Master! Are you listening to Nion?!" Nion shook his arm in frustration.
Rimo smiled, stroking Nion's head. "Wow! Nion is awesome. How did you do it? Can you talk to your master?"
Indeed, Rimo was curious how Nion's [Angel's Automatic Notes] had awakened.
Nion puffed her chest proudly. "Master, Nion has been watching 'Grandma of the Galaxy' these days. Nion thought she was so cool." She paused, then imitated Grandma's voice: "Fortune-telling is for those who strive in the present to create happiness, so I try to only predict bad things. That way, everyone works hard to prevent the prophecy from coming true."
Nion's ears flushed slightly. "How is it? Isn't the master handsome?"
Rimo chuckled at Nion's lively explanation. "Yes, yes, very handsome." Children were like this: one topic could easily branch into another.
"Then, Nion, how did you do it yourself?" Rimo asked, wanting both a response and some guidance.
"Arno, Arno," Nion said, tilting her head thoughtfully, "the past few days, Nion has been thinking while sleeping. It would be great to do divination, to help Master and Papa."
"Then today, when I woke up… biu! Nion could do it," she said, trying to explain the sudden awakening of her Nen ability. "You just need to write your name, date of birth, and blood type on a piece of paper, then Nion can help with divination."
Nion's voice quivered slightly, revealing the instinctive, almost body-memory nature of her ability, much like Rimo's own Nen awakening.
Rimo lifted the anxious child and reassured her: "It's okay. Master understands. This is your talent, Nion. Do you want to make it stronger?"
Originally, Rimo had not figured out how to lure Nion into formal training. But now, with her ability awakened, he had the perfect excuse. According to hints from the prophecy poem, they would first experience the "family" episode before traveling east so there was no rush.
Nion's eyes immediately sparkled. "Okay! Nion wants to make her ability stronger!"
"Well, starting tomorrow, Master will formally train you. Once we start, you can't quit midway," Rimo said, the faint aura of his Nen flickering like a demon's tail behind him.
Nion, unaware of the challenge ahead, puffed her chest confidently. "Master, don't worry! Nion is capable! Nion is very powerful now!"
"Then shall we pull the hook?" Rimo extended his little finger.
"Okay! Let's pull the hook!" Nion linked her pinky confidently.
"Woooooo, Master, Nion regrets it! Nion doesn't want to train anymore!!!"
The next morning, Nion's pitiful whimper echoed across the villa's backyard. Rimo reclined in his chair, sipping milk tea, watching Nion strain on the training equipment.
"No, Nion, didn't we pull the hook yesterday? Finish this set, and the Master will let you have another bag of snacks," Rimo teased, his tone filled with temptation.
Nion paused, her little face twisting in conflict. Though the training was difficult, the snacks Master promised were irresistible. After struggling, she widened her eyes.
"Woooooooooo! Master villain! Trying to tempt Nion!!"
And with that, Nion resumed her training, wailing and sweating, while Rimo chuckled heartily.
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