6 Water divination.

"Just stay here and watch, okay baby?" I tell Oroma, my pet bear, petting his tiny fluffy head.

It whined cutely and snuggled into my lap. I was almost tempted to name him Mr. Fluffles.

"Naaz Cutler! Naaz Cutler! Get on the mat. Now!" The speakers blared.

"That's my turn, baby. Just stay quiet and watch me win this." I say and jump onto the mat.

"On the count of three. Now. 3, 2, ...1. Go!" The referee announced.

My opponent was a giant of a man, towering well over 6 feet and likely weighing 10 times my weight. I can't fight him head on. After all I'm 5 years old. No matter how I trained, I wasn't a Zoldyck after all and Nen is only a force multiplier, not a boost. It wouldn't save me from a direct hit from someone his size.

The man looked at me and smirked. He probably thought I was a dumb kid who got too heady and came to fight without knowing my limits.

He charged right at me with a left hook.

I supercharged my Ren and sidestepped it. Now sending my aura to my fist, I punched him in his humerus and was rewarded with a sickening crunch. His arm broke in two places while I immediately leapt away from him expecting retaliation. Instead, the man started crying and called the referee to immediately surrender.

'Man. That was anticlimactic!'

"Naaz Cutler wins! What a twist ladies and gentlemen! Lets give this dark horse a round of cheers!" Said the commentator.

"Would you like to move onto the next levels?" Asked the referee.

"Yes please!" I replied with a smile.

"Naaz Cultler moves onto the next level." He said raising my arm up, creating another round of cheering.

I walked back to the seats and picked up Oroma. It was time to feed him. Again. Babies are hard to take care of. Most people dont talk about raising a baby animal because it's not 'cute' to talk about it, but its honestly a fucking chore. I had to feed the little floofle every two hours with a high protein milk mixture. Yes. Every. Two. Hours. Even at night! If Oroma wasn't such a cutie pie I would have thrown him to the birds.

"Who's a cute wittle baby? You are. Yes you are!" I scratch his head as he drinks the milk.

"Soon you'll grow up big and strong and learn to use Nen so I can have a Dps fighter and meat shield. And we'll go on all sorts of adventures together!"

The contestants sitting next to him gave him odd looks but he ignored them. Most of these people wouldn't even get past the 10th floor.

Once he was done feeding, I picked up my stuff and went back to my room for lunch. Today was an important day. I was going to do my water divination. I ordered a veggie sub with extra lettuce and cheese through room service and waited. Soon it was delivered and I locked my room.

I filled a cup with water and placed one leaf of lettuce onto the surface. Once it settled down, I channeled my Nen into it. Slowly but surely the leaf started to move on the surface of the water.

It was decided then. I was a manipulator.

I immediately started planning out possible hatsu abilities. One was of course going to be a puppetry ability. But I also wanted a versatile dps ability. Maybe I'd use emission for that one.

Moreover, didn't manipulation and conjuration users have a small chance of becoming specialists? Maybe I'd also become a specialist. They all seemed to be overpowered and broken abilities. Who doesn't want a power copy ability?

I ponder over my possible abilities as I start training the four basics in order to build a strong foundation.

Manipulation works well if you use something you are most familiar with like Illumi and Shalnarks needles, Morels smoking pipe and Squalas dogs. And what is more familiar than my own hair. Maybe I can create a hair armor or shoot my hair out. No, actually I would rather not be bald after each fight.

Hmmm... I sighed.

It was going to be a long long year.