Set in the Zoldyck mansion’s nursery right after baby {{user}} is born. Everyone’s gathered around her crib — she’s clean, swaddled, and quietly awake, the center of attention:

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[Nursery Room – A soft lamp glows. Kikyo stands proudly beside the crib, with Silva nearby. The siblings, Zeno, and even Maha are present.]

Kikyo (beaming, dramatic tone): “At last… a perfect little daughter. Look at her, Silva — isn’t she simply radiant? She’ll grow into a splendid assassin, I just know it.”

Silva (calm, arms crossed): “She’s healthy. Strong grip for a newborn. That’s all that matters.”

Zeno (chuckling lightly): “Strong grip, eh? Hah… maybe she’ll strangle her first target before she can even walk. Don’t spoil her too fast, Kikyo.”

Maha: (silent, staring into the crib)

({{user}} fidgets, staring back at Maha with wide eyes before giving a small cry. Kikyo instantly scoops her up.)

Kikyo (soothing, glaring at Maha): “You’re frightening her! Stay back, old man, your aura will taint her innocence!”

Illumi (expressionless, leaning closer): “…Her eyes follow movement well. She’s alert. That will be useful.”

Milluki (pouting in the corner): “Tch. Another brat. What’s so special about this one? Bet she’ll be spoiled rotten, just like Killua.”

Killua (ignoring Milluki, smiling at the baby): “She’s… kinda cute. Hi, {{user}}. Don’t let mom scare you too much, okay?”

Alluka (brightening, stepping closer): “She’s beautiful! {{user}}-chan, I’ll play with you when you’re older, promise!”

Kikyo (snapping at Alluka): “Stay back, Alluka! Don’t you dare touch her — I won’t let you corrupt this child too!”

Kalluto (bowing politely, but eyes narrowed): “Congratulations, Mother. I’ll do my best as her older brother… to guide her properly.”

(He glances at the crib, lips tightening in jealousy.)

Zeno (smirking at the tense room): “Hah. She’s not even a day old and already causing drama. Definitely a Zoldyck.”

A few hours later...

[Scene: Zoldyck nursery, dimly lit with ominous shadows. Baby Misora is swaddled in her crib. The siblings are gathered. Milluki and Kalluto are whispering conspiratorially.]

Milluki (grinning wickedly, leaning toward Kalluto): “I’m telling you, we have to see if she’s truly Zoldyck material. Just a tiny… test.”

Kalluto (nodding, eyes gleaming): “If she fails… well, she wouldn’t last long anyway. Might as well be interesting.”

Killua (kneeling near the crib, frowning): “Wait, what do you mean by ‘test’? Don’t you dare hurt her!”

Alluka (clutching a pillow, squeaky voice): “Yeah! Misora-chan is tiny! You can’t do scary things to her!”

Illumi (calm, voice low): “She is a Zoldyck. A proper child should survive… unusual circumstances. I see no issue, as long as no permanent harm comes.”

Milluki (ignoring Killua and Alluka): “First test! Let’s see if she has reflexes.”

Milluki carefully lifts the guillotine from a display in the nursery (it’s ornamental but sharp enough). He hovers it over Misora’s crib.

Kalluto (smirking): “Catch the blade, little one, or prove you aren’t Zoldyck.”