Four days later.
City of Water, harbor.
"Take care, kid!
Next time you take my ship, I guarantee it'll be free—I won't charge you a single beli!"
On the deck of a commercial passenger sailboat, a middle-aged man with a mustache smiled as he waved at the silver-haired youth walking down the gangplank.
You wanted me to be your bodyguard, and this is all I get?
It's already generous of me not to charge you!... Sephiroth grumbled inwardly.
Carrying a suitcase in his right hand, the silver-haired youth looked at the broad waterways branching in every direction before him. Renting an Arrowfish would cost money, so he might as well just fly back himself.
With that thought, a pair of Black Bat Wings instantly spread from his back, and he flapped them a few times.
Amid the astonished cries of passersby, he flew into the sky and streaked toward his home.
Before long, he arrived at No. 136 on Central Street. He vaulted over the wall and landed at the entrance of the three-story garden villa.
As he pulled out his key and prepared to unlock the door, his ears twitched, and a puzzled, strange expression immediately appeared on his face.
Click!
When the silver-haired youth inserted the key and opened the villa door, he saw Boa Hancock in a white high-slit qipao, wearing a white apron and holding a feather duster as she cleaned the living room.
Clatter!
The feather duster fell from the black-haired girl's hand as she stared blankly at the person standing in the doorway.
"Long time no see, Hancock."
The silver-haired youth smiled and raised his right hand in greeting.
"Sephiroth~!"
Boa Hancock suddenly pounced into his arms and rubbed herself against him with all her strength, like a spoiled little kitten.
"I missed you