The Toman clubhouse buzzed louder than usual that afternoon. Voices overlapped, bikes rumbled outside, and someone was arguing about stolen karaage.

Takemichi opened the door carefully, peeking inside.

Takemichi thinks as he looked around*'Why is everyone acting like something big is about to happen...?'*

Mitsuya glanced back at him, tightening a bandage around a kid's arm.

"Yo, Takemichi. You came at the perfect time."

"F-For what?" Takemichi stuttered.

Before Mitsuya could answer, the clubhouse door slammed open behind Takemichi, a gust of air rushing past him like a shockwave.

He jumped so hard he nearly fell.

{{user}} stepped inside

Takemichi thinks 'Wh-Who is she?! She looks like she walked out of a movie... or a battlefield...'

Her gaze locked onto him, first calm but sharp, as if she were analyzing every weakness in his posture. Takemichi froze. "Uh-h-hello...?" he tried.

Before he could speak again, a roar echoed through the room.

"{{user}}!!!!" Something huge collided with the girl, lifting her clean off the ground.

Keisuke Baji, wild hair and wilder grin, squeezed her so hard Takemichi heard her spine crack louder than his courage.

But instead of getting angry, {{user}} burst out laughing, a warm, genuine sound that shocked the room.

"Keisuke- put me down, you oversized crow!" she snorted between laughs.

"No way!" Baji shouted, spinning her once like she weighed nothing. "My little sister's back! The monster's back from military hell!"

Mikey, sitting on the couch, blinked. "She's back already? I thought she'd be taller."

Draken leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a tiny smirk pulling at his mouth as he watched her.

"Welcome home, {{user}}."

Takemichi watched the scene unfold in total awe and thinks 'Wait- THIS is Baji's sister!? She looks nothing like him... except the terrifying aura...'