"Jisatsu my boy, how long has it been since I last saw you? You still wear the same cross as before" The older man asks
"It's been six months,we hold the hunters meeting every six months or did you forget already" Jisatsu responds clearly concerned that Ken is forgetting things more easily
"Six months?! You still look the same as as 7 years ago don't you young ones age?"
"Grandpa Ken I age, just slower and you know why I wear this cross everywhere"
"Alright Alright can't blame an old man for trying to have conversation with his grandson" Ken replied
"My dear Jisatsu, I missed you so much" Curadora pulled him into a hug, holding him hostage against her chest
"Your suffocating me Dora" Jisatsu said helpless against her grip
She finally releases him, he gasps in relief just to be taken hostage once again by her pinching and feeling his cheeks "You look thinner than last time, are they not feeding you properly , how come you look more depressed than usual"
"I'm perfectly fine Curadora! I've just been sent on more raids than normal"
"Why do they have to always rely on you there's 20 other S class hunters that can do the job" She says while letting go of his cheeks
"I-I don't know either" He mumbled, the exhaustion he's been trying to mask almost slipped out but he quickly gained his composure back and flashes her a smile
"Don't get yourself hurt out there kid"
"I won't how could I get hurt, you know that won't happen"
"On a lighter note are you sure you still don't want to do modeling your face is to good not to be on billboards"
"I'm already on billboards" He replies
"Those don't count"
Curadora looks around for a moment after noticing that there's more sound in the room than before
"It seems everyone's here already"
Jisatsu looks around too, seeing as other hunters take their seats "I guess so, wait! Where's OD"