"Sir, your dinner has arrived~"
A sweet female voice sounded outside the door. Roy frowned, saying nothing. He was certain he hadn't ordered food. Before reporting to him, Gotoh, out of caution, definitely wouldn't have done so either. That left one possibility—the visitor came uninvited!
The doorbell rang again. The female voice repeated herself. At the critical moment of growth, the athletic wear on Roy's body couldn't withstand his expanding frame. It tore into strips, half-covering, half-revealing the handsome, angular muscle lines beneath.
"Leave it at the door." Roy endured the severe pain, reaching for the cane sword. He guaranteed if the other party made any other moves, he'd slash without hesitation.
Fortunately, the door fell silent. The server sweetly replied, "Okay." She truly left. Faintly, her footsteps gradually faded until they completely disappeared.
Roy breathed a sigh of relief, continuing to focus on the breakthrough. About a minute later, standing again, through the full-length mirror in the corner, he saw his "brand new" self. Height increased slightly by another centimeter, physique somewhat stronger. Regenerated hair remained thick and black, shining with brilliant luster under the sunset.
"Good." Not unbearably painful, changes not significant enough to arouse suspicion. Then he'd follow the "three points daily" plan, continuing indefinitely.
His stomach growled loudly. His newly regenerated flesh craved nourishment, reminding Roy to replenish his energy. The dinner the service lady had brought sat outside the door. The aroma seeping through the door crack was tempting, but Roy had no intention of eating it.
Grabbing the bedside telephone, he dialed Gotoh's mobile, asking him to bring back more food. Then he activated Zetsu, using Shadow Step to quietly approach the door. Peering through the peephole and observing the outside conditions, he confirmed the corridor was truly empty before cracking the door open slightly to air out the room.
But then—"Wow, it's a handsome little cutie!"
An excited shriek came from overhead. In the next instant, two golden twin tails violently pushed open the door, their owner pouncing at Roy.
Using In, Zetsu's advanced application technique that made it difficult for opponents to detect her using Hatsu, she'd kept her Nen aura semi-transparent while hanging from the corridor ceiling.
Biscuit swung down just like that, eyes bright as spotlights, nearly blinding Roy.
Careless. Even with Roy's recent physical improvements, he couldn't resist this overwhelming force. His arms were controlled, pinned underneath.
"Hehe." Biscuit stared at Roy with a silly grin, drool practically spilling out. Fully dressed wasn't revealing enough; fully naked lost the allure. This half-exposed state was most enticing.
Such incredible strength—I can't move at all! Roy watched Biscuit coldly. "Is this how Shingen-ryu treats guests?"
"Master, stop messing around." Wing walked in, smiling apologetically at Roy, reaching to pull Biscuit away. He pushed up his glasses, extending his right hand to Roy. "Long time no see, Roy. Sorry for the little joke. Please don't take it personally."
"That's no joke." Someone emerged through the door, carrying two large plastic bags—Gotoh returning from shopping. His face darkened as he took out the newly bought outerwear, draping it over Roy, then stepped forward to block him.
Less than half an hour absent, and the young master's clothes were torn like this. This was his greatest failure as a personal butler!
Gotoh couldn't accept it. Milky white Nen aura suddenly erupted with him as the center. Anger dyed it red, surging toward Wing.
Wing thought, 'Such powerful Ren.' Bangs blown up, he retreated a step. Then feeling his back sink, pressed by a small hand.
Biscuit canceled her fangirl state, putting on a pitiful appearance, pleading, "Ma... ma... don't fight. Although 'loyal butler protecting young master' has great potential, considering I'm still young, please forgive me."
This old woman! Pretending to be young again!
Roy pressed Gotoh's shoulder, signaling him to stay calm. Directly ignoring Biscuit, he walked forward two steps, watching Wing coldly. "You invited, I accepted. Jokes aside, travel expenses—not a cent less."
"Of course." Wing smiled, wasting no words. Directly pulling out a bank card from his pocket. "Two million inside. Password XXXXXXX."
Two million jenny equaled 120,000 RMB—enough for Roy and Gotoh to eat, drink, and enjoy themselves at Heaven's Arena for a month. Must say, the sincerity offered was truly substantial.
Roy accepted the bank card, casually tossing it to Gotoh. Looking intently at Wing: "See the guests out."
Gotoh, face cold, extended a hand pointing at the door. "Please."
Wing smiled apologetically at Roy again, pushing Biscuit out of Roy's room. Room 1991's door closed heavily.
Master and disciple strolled through the corridor. Neither spoke at first. After a while, the evening wind blew, stirring Wing's bangs in a slight sway. The young man recalled the earlier confrontation with Gotoh, sighing. "Master, you were right. The Zoldyck family has no weaklings. That butler felt very strong to me. I can't beat him."
An honest kid speaking honest words. Biscuit truly worried someday Wing would be sold and not even realize it. That's what happened when Shingen-ryu prioritized character when recruiting disciples.
Biscuit swung her lively twin tails, saying casually, "Don't sell yourself short. Your Apparent Aura indeed isn't as good as his, but in Potential Aura, you're stronger."
Apparent Aura was the aura quantity Nen users had already developed and could fully utilize. Potential, as the name suggested, was the total aura quantity Nen users inherently possessed, including both "developed" and "undeveloped."
The more Potential Aura, the higher a Nen user's ceiling—provided they weren't factoring in mechanisms like Vows and Limitations.
"What about Roy?" Wing pushed up his glasses, giving Biscuit a pointed look. "You insisted I bring him here. Now you've seen him, right?"
"I saw." Biscuit took a deep breath. "He's a monster."
Wing: "?"
The woman frowned, clearly unwilling to elaborate. Her instinct told her that just moments ago, Roy's Potential Aura had suddenly increased by a significant margin. This meant the other party had condensed one, two, even three or four years of "growth" into "an instant." It was the equivalent of spending only one minute catching up to what took others years of hard work.
Calling him a monster is actually an understatement.