Kyandi: Hello everyone. Sorry it took so long, but I'm back!
Sinthe: She's been busy working on other stories.
Kyandi: But I have returned to this one.
Sinthe: Only because you couldn't find the spiral you wrote the next chapter of that other story in.
Kyandi: Well...yeah, but still. At least I finished this chapter.
Sinthe: She would of had it up sooner, but she accidentally deleted half the chapter and had to rewrite it.
Kyandi: It was a major pain.
Sinthe: Learn to save then.
Kyandi: I have. Anyway, everyone enjoy and review.
Sinthe: Kyandi-sama does not own Hunter X Hunter.
Chapter 7 Heaven's Arena
"Yes! Next time...in York New City, on September first!"
This sentence was the goodbye Gon said to Leorio and Kurapika a month later, after they had finally managed to see Killua again. Now, Killua and Gon stood by, watching as Kurapika and Leorio went their separate ways, leaving to achieve their own goals. When the two were left alone, they begun discussing what they would do until September. In the end, they agreed that they needed two things: training and money. Both of which Killua knew where to get.
Heaven's Arena.
The building that made up the arena was two hundred and fifty-one floors high and played home to one of the largest fighting tournaments in the world. A fighter simply had to knock their opponent out of the ring to win their match and when they won, they would make it to the next floor. The higher a fighter went, the stronger the opponent. It also meant the bigger the money reward. It was perfect for them.
When they finally made it past signing in, which took forever due to a long line, they were directed to a general arena where they would compete with others to find out what floor they would start on. Entering the giant room, they found it packed full with all kinds of people.
"It's been a long time...nothing changed." Killua remarked, looking around.
"Huh? You've already been here?" Gon asked.
"Yes. When I was six, my father sent me here without asking me. He told me "you go to the two hundredth floor, and you come back". At that time, it took me two years." Killua replied. "If we have to fight someone like Hisoka, we won't be able to go and fight on the upper floors."
Gon had to agree. They needed to be cautious as they progressed. Just then, Gon's number was called, calling him to one of the several rings set up.
"Ah! That's me! Here I am! I'm nervous!" Gon said.
"Gon. You pass the test of the door, didn't you?" Killua asked, Gon nodding in confirmation. "In that case, you only have to..."
Killua lowered his voice, whispering into Gon's ear. Gon nodded, leaving his friend in the stands and reported to the ring. There, he was matched up with a large fellow that was easily three or four times his size. The man made sure to tell him that if he didn't want to die, than he needed to back out. All the while, people in the stands jeered and laughed.
"We're on the ring of the first floor, we evaluate the level of the candidates. There's a time limit! You have three minutes to show what you're able to do." the ref said before calling the start of the match.
In the end, all it took was one single push from Gon to send the large man rocketing out of the ring. It shocked everyone but Killua and instantly earned Gon a spot on the fiftieth floor. Killua's match was called next and ended with him ending the match quickly with a single chop. The ref, after seeing that Killua had been there before and had made it to the two hundredth floor, tried to send him to the one hundred and eightieth floor, but Killua insisted on the fiftieth floor, same as Gon.
Just as Killua was going to meet up with Gon, he caught sight of another young boy who easily laid out his opponent despite the man being older and bigger. He was also sent to the fiftieth floor. Killua spared him a glance before going to join Gon. A staff member took over escorting them along with a group of people that had made it to the fiftieth floor. She lead them all to an elevator, jabbing the button for the fiftieth floor.
"This way, please. As far as the two hundredth floor, this building is divided into groups of ten floors. In other words, only one victory is enough for a fighter of the fiftieth floor to go to the sixtieth. Oppositely, the losers go back to the fortieth." she explained.
"If we pass the one hundredth floor, we can use a special individual room." Killua whispered to Gon.
Feeling like someone was watching them, the two of them turned. Towards the back of the group in the elevator, was the other boy who had made it directly to the fiftieth floor. He was watching the two of them intently. When they stepped off the elevator, the boy introduced himself as Zushi.
"I had the honor to see your matches. You're great!" Zushi told them as the three of them walked down the crowded hall.
"What are you talking about? You only needed one fight to come here too." Killua replied.
"That's true. You're like us." Gon agreed.
"Oh, no! Not yet, not yet. Tell me, from which dojo do you come? Personally,I come from the Kung-Fu Shingen Dojo!" Zushi said.
"Hmm...we don't really have one." Killua admitted.
"What!? To be able to reach such a level without being guided...that's a real shock for me." Zushi said. "I still have to work a lot."
Someone called out to Zushi just then, making the three boys turn. Walking towards him, one side of his button down shirt remaining untucked and his hair a mess, was a young man. He smiled as he approached Zushi.
"Master!" Zushi greeted.
"You followed my teaching well." the man told Zushi.
"That's an honor. Master, your shirt is..."
Gon and Killua watched as the man rushed to fully tuck in his shirt. Once it was fully tucked, he turned back to his student asking as to who Gon and Killua was.
"And at your sides?"
"Ah, they are Killua and Gon." Zushi said, introducing the two.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Wing." the man said, introducing himself. "I never thought I would see other kids like Zushi. Why are you here?"
"Well...to become stronger, but we're out of money and we wanted to earn some." Killua replied.
"Killua has already participated." Gon added.
"Ah...if you came this far, then you must be strong. Then you should take care of yourself and also of your adversaries." Wing advised them, before leaving them to go collect their earnings from their fights.
When they got their earnings, they found that each of them had only earned one hundred and fifty-two jeni, which was the price of a drink from the vending machine.
"On the first floor, if you win or if you lose, you still receive the prize of a drink." Killua explained as they went to buy drinks. "But from now on, if we lose, we earn nothing! On the fiftieth floor, victory gives you fifty thousand jenis."
"Fifty thousand?" Gon asked casually while Zushi couldn't believe his ears.
"And at the one hundredth floor, about one million." Killua added, to both Gon and Zushi's surprise. "If we pass the one hundred and fiftieth level, the reward is over ten million."
"Killua, you've already gone to the two hundredth floor, haven't you?" Gon asked, Zushi repeating "two hundredth" in shock.
"It was about four years ago, and I don't have money anymore. It helped me buy cake for four years." Killua replied.
"And how much do you earn at the two hundredth floor?" Gon asked.
"Hmm...to tell the truth, I quit just before the two hundredth floor, so I don't really know, but at the one hundred and ninetieth floor, I received about two hundred million jenis." Killua replied.
How he had gone through that much money on four years worth of cake, was beyond Gon and Zushi. They both had to wonder on just what kind of cake it had been.
"How about we hurry up a bit? Since we weren't injured in the first match, they'll plan another match for us today for sure." Killua warned them.
Nodding in agreement, Gon and Zushi allowed Killua to lead the way. They found themselves in a room filled with other participants, several of the others turning to look at the three as they passed. The three found a bench to sit on, Killua and Gon both relaxed, though at different levels, and Zushi nervous. Killua looked around at the others in the room, a grin on his face.
"Ahh! If on this floor, our adversaries are among them, it'll be an easy victory. No need to feel stressed." Killua announced, a little too loudly.
It had several of those closest to them, turning glares on them. While Zushi sat there sweating in nervousness, Gon and Killua both seemed to be just fine. They sat there and waited until Killua was called...to fight against Zushi. Killua, despite somewhat liking the other boy, was sure this win was an easy win in the bag.
Though that wasn't how it played out.
A long while after Killua and Zushi had been called, Gon waited on the sixtieth floor for Killua, bored. When Killua finally showed up, Gon popped to his feet and rushed over to his friend with a smile on his face.
"Over here, Killua!" Gon called as he hurried over to Killua. "Look! I received sixty thousand jenis. Finally, it took you a while."
"I've got some problems." Killua replied.
"Was he strong?" Gon asked.
"No, not at all. He's talented, he'll become strong, but in my opinion, he still lacks too much, and his punches are too slow. I could hit him as much as I wanted. Despite this, I couldn't crush him. Plus...when he changed his guard, I got the same impression as if I were fighting my brother." Killua told him. "I can't really say what, but there was something bad. There's a particular technique under this. His master talked about "ren"."
Up ahead and around the corner, a familiar voice reached their ears. The two rounded the corner, finding Zushi, forehead to the floor, apologizing to Wing.
"Forgive me, Master!" Zushi pleaded.
"I had told you never the less, Zushi, don't use the "ren" yet." Wing told him.
"I'm so sorry! He was so strong, I couldn't tell what was happening to me and..."
Zushi trailed off, never once looking up at his master. Wing dropped to a knee beside his pupil.
"I know. Wanting isn't a bad thing. But your goal is far away from that, isn't it? The top of the tower...the one who is obsessed by the idea of winning reduces his own abilities." Wing told him.
"Yes!"
"Here, you must be prepared to lose one thousand times." Wing added, Zushi agreeing.
Killua and Gon watched as the two walked away. When they were gone, they turned to each other, questioning the conversation they had just heard.
"Gon...I'm gonna change my plans. I want to reach the top!" Killua declared.
Gon agreed, though, if truth be told, Gon had been aiming for the top from the very beginning, but it was nice to have Killua on the same page. Unknown to the two, a figure watched them from the shadows, a grin curling the lips of a face hidden by a hood. As the two boys walked away, cheerfully talking, the figure was sure of one thing.
Things were going to be interesting over the next few days.
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Over the next three days, Killua and Gon blew through their matches, each racking up six consecutive wins. Before they knew it, they had reached a high enough level that each was rewarded with their own room in the tower. While it meant that they didn't have to worry about money or a place to stay, the rooms came with a price: if they lost, they had to give up their rooms.
A reasonable price since neither planned to lose.
That being said, because of the perks one gained once they reached the one hundredth floor, the fighting tended to be on a completely different level then it was on the previous floors. After all, no one wanted to give up the perks they had gained.
Though Killua learned pretty quickly that he didn't have to worry about Gon letting his guard down.
"Really...I've never seen that many numbers before."
Gon walked along side Killua, staring down at the bank receipt in his hand that showed the amount currently in his account. He had never seen so much money in one place and could hardly believe that this was his account.
"If we just remember that one week ago, we were out of money..." Killua muttered. "But I'm kinda surprised."
"Huh?" Gon turned towards Killua, questioning him.
"The first time I came here, it took me two weeks to reach the one hundredth and fiftieth floor." Killua told him.
"Yeah, but you were only six." Gon replied. Killua had to agree to some extent, but he wasn't normal. "By the way, I saw Zushi on TV a while ago."
"Me too. He was still on the fiftieth floor." Killua replied.
"You know, the thing you talked about...the "ren"...I wish I knew what it could be." Gon remarked.
"Yeah...If we go higher, we'll surely meet some other guys like him and-"
"Wouldn't it be faster if we ask Zushi?" Gon finished.
With the two on the same level, they went in search of Zushi to ask him to tell them what he knew. The boy wasn't hard for them to find and was more than happy to tell them what he knew about ren.
"'Ren' is one of the four principles of the big training. The four principles of the training are the basis of every fighting technique relying on spirit elevation, and it's hardening. Finding the "ten", learning the "zetsu", succeeding the "ren", and reaching the "hatsu". And all these form the "nen" practice!" Zushi explained. "That's all."
And it went right over their heads.
"I didn't understand anything!" Killua complained.
"Zushi!" Zushi jumped as Wing appeared behind him. "Since when have you become strong enough to teach others what I have taught you?"
Zushi was sure that he was in trouble and broke out into a sweat. Wing spared his pupil a glance before he turned to face Gon and Killua with a smile.
"Gon, Killua, there's an old saying, "We understand even less of things when we have half of the information than when we don't have any."-" Wing started.
"'Nothing is more dangerous than half-knowledge', is that it? But I want to know!" Killua replied, finishing the quote. "Because there's a relation between this and my brother's secret!"
"You mean your brother uses nen?" Wing asked.
"Yes. Would you mind teaching it to me now? Anyways, if you don't want to, I'll just discover it by myself. But I won't be content with half-knowledge. I want to understand everything. If you accept and teach me, I won't misuse it." Killua promised.
Wing stared at him for a moment before he spoke.
"It's okay...come to my flat."
The four relocated to the flat that Wing had near the tower. Once there, Wing jumped into explaining to Gon and Killua what nen was.
"What we call "nen" has the meaning of "inflaming his spirit". We can rename it with the strength of the will. The four most important principles are practices aimed to increase the will. With "nen" which means "the point", we concentrate our spirit on one thing, we also think about ourselves, and we choose our objective. With zetsu that can be translated to "language", the thought becomes a word. Ren, the finishing, enlarges the will and then hatsu, the projection, allows thought to change into motion. The ren that Zushi used corresponded to the thought "I won't lose". But nothing is better than practice. Killua," Wing turned his attention to Killua, smiling as he did so. "I think I'm going to kill you. Do you mind?"
As odd of a question as it was, Killua only paused for a brief moment before he responded to Wing's honest question.
"No, no. Anyways, you shouldn't be able to." Killua told him.
"Let's proceed in order. Ten," Wing took his position, focusing his mind. "Zetsu. You can say the words in your head or speak aloud. Either way works. I'm gonna kill you."
Wing focused in on Killua who was watching him with a mix of curiousness and anxiousness to see what would happen. At first, nothing changed, and then Wing's eyes widened and a sudden, heavy feeling fell over Killua, kicking his Flight or Fight response into over drive. Without thinking, his body took over and, in a flash, Killua was gone from his spot.
"That was the ren. If the ren(will) is powerful, the hatsu(motion) is too. "Express your superiority with the cry, and without movement, you'll make your enemy move back." By extension, we also call it a "bluff"." Wing said, glancing out of the side of his eye as Killua, who was clinging to a corner of the ceiling as if he had suction cups attached to his hands. "After some time, the ren becomes stubborn, and we lose the ability of discerning good and bad things. That's why if the spirit isn't ready, it's more reasonable to wait. You, as much as Zushi, are in an apprenticeship phase and formation of the spirit. If you want to learn nen, you must first be dedicated in ten."
Killua continued to cling to the ceiling as Wing walked over to a chair. Taking a seat, he crossed his legs and folded his hands over the top knee. As he continued talking Killua finally dropped back down to the floor below.
"When you've mastered ten, you won't be repelled by the psychic aura of your opponent." Wing told them.
After explaining all of this to Gon and Killua, Wing set the two on their way. While what he taught them was interesting, Killua knew something was up and he said as much to Gon.
"He lied?" Gon asked when Killua voiced his thoughts.
"Yes. He didn't tell us everything. I think the force deployed by Wing was real, but there's something I can't explain. Zushi's endurance. During the fight, I could put him on the floor, but he stood up each time. I began putting will into my hits and finally, I really hit him." Killua told Gon, explaining how, even after hitting Zushi for real, the kid got back up. "To be able to do something like that, you need more than will. No doubt about it, there's another secret!"
And he was determined to figure it out.
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The time for Killua and Gon to find out exactly what nen was, came sooner than they thought.
Soon, both Killua and Gon made it to the two hundredth floor.
"What are we gonna find at the two hundredth floor?" Gon asked.
"This...I don't know either. I've never been there." Killua replied.
When the elevator the two were currently in, reached the two hundredth floor, they got off, following the signs on their way to the sign in desk. The two froze though, a few halls short of the sign-in desk. Standing at the beginning of hall, the two stopped. The heavy, dangerous feeling was back once more. Try as they might to advance, they couldn't make their bodies move. It was like all the murderous intent in the world had been concentrated in that one hallway.
Killua called out, demanding that whoever it was reveal themselves. Instead of some big and bad guy appearing, a female employee of the tower stepped into the open. She directed them to the sign-in desk and informed them that they had until midnight to register or they couldn't continue and would have to start all over again. She continued, telling them that weapons were allowed and that from that floor on, they wouldn't be given rewards anymore. Instead, the fights were for honor, so to speak.
Gon and Killua weren't really paying attention. Instead, their eyes went past the woman as someone they knew appeared at the other end of the hall.
"Hisoka!?"
Hisoka grinned back at them as he stood at the end of the hall, blocking their forward advancement.
"What are you doing here?" Gon asked.
"Why so surprised? I love fights, and this is the capital of fights. I should be the one asking you, shouldn't I?" Hisoka replied. "It's not just a coincidence, I was waiting for you. You obtained your flying tickets thanks to the electronic network, didn't you? With some manipulation, it's easy to find where, when, and how someone moves. Next, I used a private plane and arrived before you at the airport, where I followed you. I was thinking you would come here."
"And who was the one that obtained the information on the tickets for you, Hisoka?"
Gon and Killua's eyes widened slightly in surprise as someone stepped up beside Hisoka. Hisoka grinned back at the person that now stood next to him, hands on hips.
"Of course it was you...Sinthe." Hisoka replied.
"Sinthe!?"
Sinthe, her hood down, turned to look at Gon and Killua. She smiled as her mismatched eyes landed on the two.
"Gon, Killua. Good to see you again." she greeted.
"You came here with him!?" Killua asked, gesturing to Hisoka.
"Kind of had to. This was the more favorable of my two choices for the time being." Sinthe told them. "I see you two managed to make it all the way up here, huh?"
"Yes, they did." Hisoka said happily. "And as an elder, I'm gonna teach them something. Its still to soon for you to walk on the ground of this floor."
Hisoka held up a hand, flapping it at them in a "go away" fashion. Something unseeable to the untrained eye, flew past the female employee standing between them, causing her hat to fly off. It hit Killua and Gon hard enough to make them slide back a few steps. Grinning, Hisoka claimed a seat on the floor, back against the wall at the end of the hall.
"As for the size of the pit you have to cross, it only depends on you." Hisoka told Gon and Killua. "Come back another time. But now, it's too soon."
"Are you kidding!? We've made it to here..."
Killua cut off as Hisoka raised a hand. It was just a simple, small gesture, but it put both boys on guard.
"You won't pass. Actually, you can't pass." Hisoka told them.
The heavy pressure that Killua and Gon felt, increased, making them feel like they were drowning under it. They were both ready to fight it, though.
"Sinthe!"
Killua turned his attention to Sinthe, trying to get her help in this. Sinthe, though, simply shook her head.
"I'm with him on this one, Killua. Think what you may, but he's actually being nice, right now." Sinthe told him.
"Aren't I usually?" Hisoka asked her.
"No, no you aren't."
Hisoka grinned up at Sinthe, but she wasn't looking at him. Her eyes had focused in on something behind Killua and Gon.
"Don't insist." The suddenly speaking voice had Gon and Killua turning on the spot. Standing behind them, was Wing, his face serious. "In front of his nen, you have almost no defense. Especially since she's adding her own into the mix."
Killua and Gon turned their eyes back to Sinthe who spread her hands in a "what can you do" fashion. She wasn't going to deny that she was making it difficult for them to press forwards as well.
"Believe me, I'm just thinking of your best interest." she remarked.
Before Killua could say anything back to her, Wing spoke up once more.
"You're like someone in the ice flow who asks himself why he is so cold. If you make your body and spirit endure any more than this, you'll inevitably die." Wing told the two boys.
"You're saying it's some "nen", aren't you!? That they only have to think "You won't pass" and the result is that!? Liar!" Killua snapped.
"Well, I admit I lied." was Wing's simple reply. "I'm going to explain the real "nen" to you. But, let's start by leaving this place."
Gon glanced at the clock. At the moment, it was twenty minutes after eight, leaving less than four hours before their deadline to register. He turned to the tower employee who was still standing by, watching the confrontation.
"If today we could not register, what would happen?" Gon asked.
"You, Gon, would have to restart from the first floor. But..."
"But?" Gon asked when she trailed off.
"Killua has already refused the registration once. To do so again would be considered an opposition of the registration and registering again would become impossible for him." the woman explained.
Which meant that Killua would not be able to continue on or stay.
"Whatever, we shouldn't stay here." Killua remarked before turning to Wing. "Will we be back by midnight...here?"
"It only depends on you." Wing replied.
Sharing a look of determination, Gon and Killua agreed. They would go with Wing, learn what they could, and would make it back in time. Killua threw Sinthe one last look, the girl giving him an apologetic look. She knew he wasn't happy with her when he simply spun on his heels and vanished off down the hall with Wing and Gon.
"Oh, he's definitely not happy with me." she remarked, turning to look down at Hisoka. "You going to remain here?"
"Yes." Hisoka replied, eyes fixed on the hall before him.
"Alright then."
Hisoka looked up at her as she turned and started off down the hall. Leaning back, a grin on his face, he called out to her.
"You aren't going to keep me company?" he asked.
Sinthe turned so that she was walking backwards, facing him while still in retreat.
"I know how you get when you're bored or waiting on something, so...no. I'm going back to my room." Sinthe said, turning to face forward once more. "I'll know when they step foot on this floor again."
With a wave over her shoulder, Sinthe vanished off down the hall. Hisoka chuckled to himself, turning back to face the hall, pulling out his cards once more. He remained there a few hours until Gon and Killua appeared at the end of the hall once more. Hisoka instantly increased his presence once more, to see if they could get past it this time.
Without hesitation and without a single break in their stride, they made it past the invisible barrier and to the end of the hall. Something Hisoka was extremely happy about.
"Welcome to the class of the two hundredth floor. It seems you'll be able to pass without undergoing a baptism." Hisoka said. "I can imagine that which brought you to the Celestial Tower. Your intention was to confront me after training here, wasn't it?"
"The only thing I couldn't have expected was to see you here. It makes it easier for me to win something." Gon replied.
"You've become quite confident since you acquired nen. The nen is quite deep." Hisoka said, raising two fingers, making his aura form first a spade and then a skull. Getting to his feet, he let the skull linger for a moment. "To speak openly, as you are now, I don't want to fight against you. But come out victorious from only one fight in this group...and I'll be your man."
With that, Hisoka walked away, vanishing into the shadows down the hall. Taking his place where three men. One was in a wheelchair, another had a peg leg in place of his legs, and the third was missing an arm. Putting the three at the back of their minds, Gon and Killua made their way to the registration window to register. After having the fighting system explained to them as well as the fact that, from there on out, they wouldn't be winning cash prizes, Gon and Killua found their interest waning.
"What are we gonna do? Now that I know the secret of the last floor, I'm not interested anymore." Killua said.
"Neither am I. If I can confront Hisoka, that's enough for me." Gon agreed.
"You first have to win once." Killua said, the two ignoring the woman working registration as she got annoyed with their lack of interest. "You're gonna wait a little while, aren't you?"
"No. I want to know what the difference in comparison with our previous matches is, because actually-"
Gon cut off when the two became painfully aware of the three men they saw earlier, crowded around them. They just stood there, watching the two.
"A problem?" Killua asked.
"No, no. We also want to fill out a form, so we're queuing." the one missing an arm said.
Killua watched the three as Gon picked up his paper to choose a day.
"I think they want me to choose the same day as you." Killua told Gon lowly.
Gon glanced over his shoulder at the three before finishing his form and handing it over to the woman.
"For me, the day doesn't matter." he told her.
"Here is a self-assured boy." the one missing an arm said, taking his form.
"And here is someone blocking my way."
All three men whipped around, instantly moving to either side when they found Sinthe standing behind them. Her hood was up, but was only sitting on the back half of her head so that it still cast shadows on her face, but not enough to hide the mismatched colors of her eyes. If anything, the way the shadows fell on her face, made her eyes appear just that more eerie looking. When those eyes traveled over the three men, they flinched back further. She stared at them for a moment before turning her eyes to Gon and Killua, a smile curling her lips.
"Hey, Gon, Killua. I see the two of you finally made it past Hisoka. I knew you could do it." she remarked.
"You know, if you were here the whole time, you could have warned us ahead of time." Killua scolded her.
"Sorry, I kind of couldn't. It's an unspoken law up here." she told him.
Scoffing, Killua turned to take his key to his room, Gon taking his as well. With their keys in hand, Sinthe fell into step with them, casting the three men one last look before they headed off down the hall.
"What room numbers?" she asked.
"2207 for me." Gon said.
"2223." Killua added.
"Oh, I'm smack in the middle of you two, then. 2215." Sinthe replied.
"Hey, Sinthe, have you been here since the end of the exam?" Gon asked suddenly.
"Hmm? Pretty much, yes." she replied.
"I thought you were going to go home to your brother." Killua retorted.
"He's off doing his own thing again. I'm just hanging out with Hisoka until he gets back to me." Sinthe told them. "A place like this seemed like a good way to kill time. Though you have to watch out for guys like the three that were watching you register."
"Them, huh? You can be sure they've been hazed." Killua said. "You think that if we had come here without knowing anything, we would have met the same fate?"
"Oh, be sure of it." Killua and Gon looked up at Sinthe, but the girl had spotted her room. She walked up to the door, pulling a key from her pocket, but stopped to turn and look at them. "Don't get me wrong, you two are strong, but nen isn't something to mess around with if you don't know how to defend yourself. Like I said...Hisoka was being nice."
"How long have you had nen?" Killua asked.
"My brother taught me when I was little." she answered.
"So you already knew about nen when you went for the exam." Gon stated.
"Yes. And I also knew how things were here. I honestly was just looking out for your best interest." Sinthe told them, giving them a smile. "Anyway, I fought today so I'm going to relax now. Let me know when your match is, Gon. I'll come and watch."
"Alright." Gon agreed.
Sinthe called a goodnight to the two before disappearing into her room. While the two now knew a little of what to expect from the two hundredth floor, Sinthe knew there was more they didn't know just yet.
She just hoped it didn't end badly for Gon when he was put face to face with it in his first match.
END
Kyandi: Again, I'm sorry it took so long, I'm honestly trying to get back into the swing of things.
Sinthe: She's just trying to adjust.
Kyandi: Right. And for those of you who are going to be in the Dallas area in the next fifteen days, I am going to be at AnimeFest in Dallas this year!
Sinthe: If any of you want to swing by and say hi, Kyandi-sama will have a little present for you.
Kyandi: Right. Just look for the woman with blue-green in her hair and Kyandi-sama written on the back of her shirt.
Sinthe: Until then, we have more chapters to attend to, right?
Kyandi: Right. So everyone, enjoy and review.
Sinthe: We will return as soon as possible.
Kyandi: Bye-bye!
