Since they had plenty of funds this time, the three of them did not sign up for matches right away on their first day at Heavens Arena.
Instead, they wanted to find a place to stay first.
Then, somehow, A Luo and Killua found themselves outside an abandoned dessert shop.
Its cozy macaron-colored decor and all its cute ornaments had gradually fallen into disrepair after the owners left.
Seeing the two of them staring at the dessert shop, someone from a neighboring shop spoke to them with a sigh:
"A few years ago, the owners of this dessert shop must have crossed someone terrible. Overnight, the husband was beheaded, the wife vanished, and even their child went missing. They haven't come back in all these years. Most likely, they're already dead."
As she spoke, the elderly woman got a clear look at A Luo's face. Somehow, in those vaguely familiar features, she caught a glimpse of the little girl she remembered.
That little girl named A Luo had always been cheerful, even though her father forced her to fight at Heavens Arena every day. She had a sweet tongue, too, and was especially endearing.
That was right. In the two years before disaster struck their family, the little girl had been coming and going with a little silver-haired boy all the time.
Just as that thought crossed her mind, the old woman's gaze fell on Killua beside A Luo.
That was right!
A little boy just like him.
Then, belatedly, the old woman realized that the girl before her was the A Luo she remembered.
"Oh! My goodness! You-you're A Luo?"
"You're all right, and you've come back? What exactly happened back then? What happened to your family?"
A Luo had no intention of telling her former neighbor too much,