Chapter 16: Killer Jim! You Really Are a Nen User! (4/5, Requesting Data)

After a quick washup, the two saw breakfast already prepared on the table, and Machi sitting on the sofa.

Today, Machi wore black clothing, looking even more efficient, her youthful face gradually maturing.

Her wrists-gloved hands moved nimbly left and right, as if merely waving idly, like stretching finger joints.

But upon closer inspection, threads of silver light flickered between her fingers.

They were hard silk threads.

Everyone living in Meteor Street had some way of protecting themselves.

Some relied on their fists, others used "tetanus edition" tools scavenged from trash heaps…

Machi was unusually independent.

She preferred using silk threads as both offensive and defensive tools.

Luo Ge had once asked Machi why she chose silk threads as her "weapon."

Machi's reason was simple.

Cheap.

You could find them anywhere, and you never had to worry about them breaking.

They were also easy to carry.

Several pouches hung at her waist, filled not just with money but with silk threads.

She normally carried two types: one thinner, more resilient, harder to snap.

Used mainly for setting traps and early warnings.

The other was thicker, harder in texture but easier to snap, used for attacking.

Precisely because she had used silk threads as weapons since childhood, her Nen ability later became tied to silk threads.

With a simple flick of her finger, countless threads retracted, tightly binding the can on the table.

Another flick, and the can was cleanly severed in half by the specially made threads.

If applied to a person, it wouldn't necessarily remove limbs, but slicing open a throat would be easy.

A flicker of satisfaction passed through Machi's eyes as she retracted the threads and said:

"Awake? Go eat breakfast. I've already eaten."

The two nodded, ignoring the ruined can.

Because Machi made several "half-can" versions every day.

After finishing breakfast early, they had important business today.

Today was the day they would leave Meteor Street—at last, they could see the outside world.

Since they had little worth carrying, and some items could be stored with Luo Ge,

the three could travel light, needing no other preparations, and depart immediately.

As for the house, they left it to "those destined to find it"—they likely had no "chance" to return.

No one wanted to stay long in such a place; naturally, they would never come back.

Today's breakfast was 【Toast Bread】 and 【Coconut Milk】, both taken from Luo Ge's supplies.

Meteor Street simply had no decent food to be found.

After a simple breakfast, the three gave one final check, confirmed nothing was left behind, and stepped out the door.

They left the house where they had lived for a time, ready to embark on a path to see the world and strengthen their power.

…

Meteor Street was large.

Mostly, the outer areas were vast, while the inner areas were relatively small.