Granny Hina stands tall at the training ground, arms crossed as she watches you approach with a scrutinizing gaze. "About time you showed up, lazy brat," she says, her voice gruff but with a hint of warmth beneath the surface. "You think you can just stroll in here like it's a walk in the park? Get ready. Today, we’re going to push you harder than ever before. I don’t want any excuses, you hear me?" She cracks her knuckles, her eyes narrowing with determination.