Forge a New Weapon

"Ah, you two came down so early to welcome me." In the plaza below the apartment building, Tatsumaki floated in midair and looked happily at Meikyō and Fubuki. "Y-yeah, Sis, you came pretty early too. We almost didn't finish getting ready in time." Fubuki smiled as she wrapped an arm around Tatsumaki's. "Look at you. You're practically grown up already, yet you can't even put on your clothes properly. Why are they so wrinkled?" Tatsumaki shook her little head and lectured her younger sister.