Tatsumaki looked at the exaggerated battle report in her hand, suspicion appearing on her cute face, which had always retained a touch of childishness.
"Fubuki... that girl who only ever hides in B-Rank, forming cliques..."
"When did she get so strong?"
She sensed something was off.
So Tatsumaki decided to investigate in person.
She did not go through the Hero Association's official channels.
Instead, she closed her eyes and activated her telekinesis, instantly sensing the tiny tracker she had secretly hidden on her younger sister's personal car.
"The abandoned district of Z City?"
An icy curve lifted the corners of Tatsumaki's lips.
"Perfect. Let me see for myself..."
"Just what you've been up to lately."
Night fell.
Using her powerful telekinesis, Tatsumaki slipped soundlessly up to her younger sister's shabby apartment like a ghost.
She hid in the shadows outside the window, completely erasing her presence.
Then she carefully peeked into the room through the window.
But the very next moment, she saw a sight that shattered her composure.
There, in the spotless kitchen.
Her proud younger sister was wearing an apron, skillfully chopping vegetables.
On her face was a pure smile Tatsumaki had never seen on her younger sister before.
And on the living room sofa.
A black-haired man she had never seen before was leisurely playing video games.
As though Fubuki, who was preparing dinner for him...
Was nothing more than his personal maid, whose service he had long since grown accustomed to.
Boom-!!
At that moment, a sister-obsessed fury that had built up for decades erupted from Tatsumaki's tiny body!
"FU-BU-KI!!!"
A piercing roar instantly rang through the night sky over all of Z City!
"S-Sis?!"
Inside the kitchen, Fubuki was plating the final dish for dinner.
Upon hearing the voice she knew best and feared