So this was what it meant to meet an old friend far from home.
Looking at that familiar face and sensing that familiar presence, Vincent could only marvel that such a coincidence existed in the world.
Wasn't this Dio, whom he hadn't seen once since the Pati anniversary several months ago?
"Vincent?"
Dio looked just as astonished.
Although Fengbo had already told him aboard the Trafas that the contact at the lighthouse was called Cayman, he certainly hadn't immediately thought it would be Vincent here.
Behind Dio, Bokushin, who had silently followed him ever since they came ashore, tilted her head and glanced inside.
A slender Lizardman dressed in splendid traditional clothing was talking to Dio with a look of delighted surprise.
Why did someone know him everywhere he went?
Bokushin quickly glanced at Dio's back, a little curious about what he had experienced before.
"It's cold and windy outside. Come in, Mr. Dio."
Smiling, Vincent stepped aside to let Dio lead Bokushin into the room.
The warm stove drove the chill from the air. Although they were all Nen users and hardly needed to fear the cold, they still preferred comfortable surroundings.
"It's been so long since we parted on Pati Day. Has Miss Cheadle been well?"
Vincent remained as refined and courteous as ever as he handed Dio two towels.
"She's doing great. She's already the Vice-Chairman of the Hunter Association, even. She just gets angry from time to time. Maybe the pressure at work is a bit much."
Dio took the towels, passed one to Bokushin, and dried his soaking hair, casually complaining about his teacher as he did.
"I see..."
Vincent unobtrusively glanced at Bokushin as she dried her hair, sensing that she and Dio seemed to be more than passing acquaintances.
But if he remembered