A/N: I truly and honestly apologize for the late update. This is happening quite often now so I have decided to publish my update either on a Sunday or a Monday. I was so busy yesterday because of school work and I couldn't work on the chapter so please understand. ^^;; If ever school interfered again and I couldn't update for a whole week, I would let you know through my FF Facebook account, so add me uuuup! Link is in my profile! Haha!

To make up for another day lost, I drew Yuhi and Killua from a scene in Chapter 7, the black out! If you want to see, link is on my profile. Chocolates!

Oh, and btw, btw! Something awesome has happened, one of my precious readers and guest reviewers, Mai, drew Yuhi and Killua, yaaay! *throws confetti all over the place* The scene was from Chapter 2 and it's so cute and awesome so check her art outtt! Link is on my profile! Thank you, Mai, you are amazing :)

I am calling out to all of my readers out there, you can also do arts of Yuhi as how you picture her in your minds and alert me about itttt, It would be soooo amazing of you if you would~~~ Teehee. ^^

Doki/Ba-dump = sound of a heartbeat

Disclaimer: I have not tried archery in my entire life.


TRUTH OR CONSEQUENCE

CHAPTER EIGHT
Just Another Dreamy Day?

The rest of the day commenced in continuous downpour of heavy rain. The students waited, and crossed their fingers for the most glorious announcement they would ever have to hear for the day. And after about 30 minutes of waiting inside their rooms, the bell rang. The principal had decided to cancel classes and let the students go home the moment the rain simmered down a little. Apparently there's a storm currently in the country, and it was reported to stay in the land for two days–but the weather should continue to be in a bad state for four. It was the perfect period to stay in bed and not care about a thing in the world but sleep for students.

For our auburn-haired protagonist, that cannot be. As much as she adored sleep, it's in times like these that she gets to devote herself with the ramen house job; because she knew that in rainy times like these people wanted to fill their stomach with hot soups and noodles. Roroturo would have to need her help more than anything else.

Yuhi went home that day, with a hyper body and refreshed mind, and did her work inside the kitchen of the warm ramen shop. She'd smile and hum to herself because of the reminiscent pretty thoughts that swarmed inside her head. But she couldn't help but pause and look over her shoulder to check whether her buff guardian was looking, every time she caught herself giggling, as she mashed the dough with her hands. Then when she'd realize that not a soul gave a damn about her actions–because everyone was busy in their own counters–Yuhi would laugh at herself.

Roroturo saw her huge bruise, though, the moment she got home, and asked what happened and where it came from, rushing to the girl with an overly concerned look on his face. At first Yuhi was puzzled about what her guardian was talking about; for she ignored her forehead, because other things occupied her mind. But touching it she remembered her childish little accident earlier that day, and told the whole story to Roroturo–except for that part where she talked with Killua, no. If she did so she was afraid that she would blush hard, and end up telling the whole truth. So after another serving of Roroturo's extra special ramen, and a good amount of ice to treat her bruise, Yuhi carried on inside the kitchen with a white cloth wrapped around her forehead, and slept with an herbal leaf in it. She dreamed of Killua that night.

The next day the skies cleared up a little, but there were still drizzles all over town. Yuhi woke up smiling, eyes straight to the window to check the sky, and shrugged as she walked straight to the bathroom to get ready for school, humming to herself lovingly as she recalled her dream. She pictured the outcome of the day in her head while dressing up, thought of what her teachers might possibly make them do, and the homework she might have forgotten to look at, and who she would be seeing for the day. Then glancing at the calendar she smiled as she stared at the red marked day on it – running down the stairs as soon as she was done and reminding Roroturo of his nearing birthday.

"It's two days from now!" she exclaimed, grabbing her bag and hanging it around her body.

Roroturo then laughed and patted the girl in the head before she sprinted away with her white umbrella into the rain.

Walking towards the gates of the campus, Yuhi felt great, and light on her feet. In all honestly she wanted to smile widely, but she kept it in normal state for fear of some stranger would think she's a lunatic. She then would remember Killua's words to her; "You're laughing," and would giggle inwardly. Yuhi looked around too as she walked, to catch a glimpse of something white–to kick start her day. And when she saw it–saw him–walking alongside his raven-haired best friend a few meters ahead of her, her heart started beating fast. And her chest felt lighter, and she was happy. She then instantly knew her day would not get shaken by something as melancholic as the bad weather.

The morning bell then rang just in time for Yuhi to step foot inside their classroom. But after about 15 minutes, Sejin re-entered the room and announced that their old teacher in the first subject would not be able to come to class because of the unfortunate weather. The class then went ballistic, but of course because of the strict care of their moralistic class president, everyone settled down just as fast. Some only talked, some did their homework, and some just hung out at the school canteen. Yuhi delighted herself with the first one. She loved talking to friends about all sorts of things, asking about how her friends' family were doing, and exchanged jokes and teases with them.

The first quarter of the day went on like any other normal day in the lives of the high school students of Tomo. Teachers came and went, reminding the students of the upcoming quarterly exams, reviewed previous lessons, discussed a few new things, read notes, and gave homework. It was a funny sight, because though the teachers kept talking, the students were lost in their own worlds. The coldness of the atmosphere and the melancholic air the rain was giving made the teachers' voices sound like a lullaby that hummed them to sleep.

Yuhi was forcing her eyes to stay awake, though, because she didn't want to go home late in a rainy season by cleaning rooms. And she wanted to listen to the lessons, though it was Mrs. Malu, their History teacher, who was in the room at that time. But eventually she let her head fell to her desk, and she subconsciously found her comfortable position, before completely dozing off.

It was the second school bell ringing that got Yuhi jolting straight up in her seat, eyes wide, gaze shifting from one corner after another. Then she gasped, cupping her cheeks with her hands. I fell asleep again! Yuhi tried to remember when she had drifted off. Then a smile slowly formed across her face as she stared blankly ahead. She bit her lower lip. Her dream was glorious. It was about him again…

"Higher."

I took a deep breath, and obeyed what the boy sitting in the bleachers was telling me to do. I pulled my bow higher, narrowing my eyes at where I aimed the arrow. Surprisingly I seemed focused, and comfortable, even though the only people that were inside the gym are myself and that particular white-haired boy.

Killua stood up and walked towards me. He hoisted the bow and arrow that lie on the sack by my feet and put the equipment steadily in place, aiming the arrow at the dummy 10 feet away from us. He stood erect by my side, posture as poised and perfect as those professional archers, and hit the bull's eye of the target straight. He exhaled.

Perfect, I thought as I watched him. I blinked and turned my gaze to say with my eyes that I was amazed. Meeting his blue orbs and small crooked grin I nodded and got back to my previous posture, pulling the bow back up and aiming the arrow at the target.

Killua moved, and I could feel him stepping closer to me. "Do it like this," he muttered silently, but it was loud enough for me to hear. He stood so close to me I did not have to completely turn to face him, I just had to look up.

I nodded again, and ignored the crazy chills that ran up my spine when I felt Killua's breath brushing against my earlobe. It reached my neck, giving it a slight tickle. I shrugged and pursed my lips, clearing my throat to erase the upcoming smile I knew I was about to give out.

Killua gripped my shoulders and flexed them. "Relax," he muttered again, his voice sounding lower than earlier. It sounded as though it was a whisper, and crap I felt my heart pumping blood fast in an instant.

This is bad. I need to focus.

Killua's grip grew tighter. "Relax," he repeated with the same tone.

I took a deep breath, pretending to do my best in relaxing. But no, now I feel tensed. His close presence at my side was giving off too much mushy pressure. It made me want to giggle in delight. I didn't want to do it front of him, no. But Killua wrapping his hand around mine where I hold the bow made it worse. I started palpitating, making me take deep breaths continuously.

"Stand straight," he whispered.

I obeyed immediately, feeling his other hand carefully pressing on the right side of my waist. I flinched, and could hear fire alarms inside my head. I started choking on my own breathing. My heart felt like it was about to explode out of my chest. With reflex I looked up at him, instantly meeting his beautiful blue eyes.

He smiled at me, and there were sparks and fireworks all over the place. I knew then… I was drawn again.

"Yuuuuhina! Why are you smiling by yourself?"

Without getting startled this time, the addressed blinked and looked for the person who mentioned her name with that goofy smile still plastered on her face. He was in front of her–or rather, they were in front of her.

"Hehehe, Yuhi's acting weird again…" one teased, and they all laughed.

Yuhi named them easily. They were the same boys who caught her staring at Killua— class 2-A in the gym at P.E. that day before, and teased her towards Gon about it – Ren, Maru, Jinop, and the group includes Suno. The brown-haired tough looking boy, Jinop, was sort of their leader. But they weren't the rebellious delinquent boys in the room, no. In fact they were Yuhi's friends, her friends who would always tease her in any possible way they could. But in those times she never got upset with them. She would only be embarrassed then she'd laugh it all off.

The black-haired boy one, Ren, nudged Jinop in the arm saying, "Yeah, she's probably thinking about that Gon guy again from 2-A." Then they gave Yuhi wide goofy smiles.

The girl, smile still stuck on her face, pursed her lips together. Then a giggle went out of her system, then another, until she heartily laughed so hard in front of the boys, hugging her stomach and slamming her desk with her palm.

The boys looked at each other's' faces quizzically, then they turned their gazes towards the laughing girl's seatmate, Sejin. Their class president only gave them a shake in the head with that blank expression on the face of hers. Then they slowly retreated, walking out of the room to grab some lunch.

Sejin watched them leave. Then she sighed, looking at Yuhi with a disbelieved look on her face.

The girl stopped laughing. She wiped tears that formed in the corners of her eyes. Yuhi then sighed and shook her head in awe. She just had to let out the mushy feeling building up in her chest. Phew! She smiled to herself, turning to grab her lunch inside her bag. But she paused halfway when she met Sejin's deep green eyes. Yuhi cleared her throat and pressed her lips together, struggling to put up a composed and serious face which she failed to do. So instead she gave Sejin a huge toothy grin. She knew her seatmate knew who's in her mind at that time anyway.

Sejin pushed the bridge of her glasses. "You know you're in trouble, right?" she dispassionately asked.

Yuhi's toothy grin was replaced with a sheepish smile. Yep, she knew that the moment she woke up. She slightly bowed. "Sorry, president." It was an apologetic tone.

The latter shook her head, and turned to her own desk for lunch.

Yuhi sighed and smiled, feeling again that guilt and glee she would feel every time she ends up sleeping in class. I'll be staying in after school hours again… she thought as she took her bag and hoisted her lunch box from it, setting in on her desk.

Lunch was delicious, as usual. Roroturo had put in her favourites in her bento again–rice, shrimp, scallops, carrots. Her guardian would also always cut the pieces using his different animal-shaped cutters, making her smile every time she sees them. While eating she talked to Sejin about the things that happened the day before, and during the black out. But she refrained herself from talking about her glorious encounter with her angel, because her classmates might hear. And Yuhi wouldn't want that. Her equally passionate girl classmates might start a game of 'who fits Killua best' if that happened. So, being as optimistic as she was, she decided to take her afterschool cleaning occupation as an opportunity to tell her patient–sort of–seatmate about everything. But to her dismay and delight, she was not the only one who would be staying after school hours inside the campus. There were quite a few of them. Yuhi laughed at that though, finding it funny that a lot slept in class that period.

It was 20 minutes before the second quarter of school hours would start. Yuhi finished lunch and she was on the process of clearing her desk when a girl classmate called her.

"Yuhi, someone's looking for you!"

Yuhi nodded and shouted back a "Be right there!" as she placed the empty lunch box in her bag. She then stood up and instantly hugged her tummy. Gah, I'm so fuuull! It made her smile. Yuhi shuddered and looked ahead to ask her classmates who was looking for her. But everyone was already looking at her, with those goofy smiles on their faces. Oh, she immediately knew who was seeking for her at that moment, alright. Yuhi hid her excitement and gave off a sheepish smile instead, because then she knew that they would mistake it for something else. Seeing that her classmates were not shunning away, shyness slowly enveloped her system because of the unison attention they were giving her. Yuhi started walking along the spaces between the desks and towards the door fast. When she got out, slightly sliding the door close and sighing of relief, the funny feeling of excitement kicked in. Her new found friend has come to see her again! Immediately she turned around to spot that one person she was expecting to see.

But that certain spiky-haired boy beat her through it. "Yuhi!" Gon exclaimed cheerily as he stepped forward.

A huge smile formed across Yuhi's face in an instant. "Gon!" she exclaimed back with an equally cheery tone, looking at him, and looking around. Nope, Gon was alone. Yuhi smiled at him. "You're looking for me?"

Gon nodded. "Uhn! How's Roroturo-san?"

Yuhi giggled silently. It was nice for her to hear that someone was asking how her guardian was doing–especially Gon. "He's great! We're quite busy because of the rain," she informed.

"Yeah," Gon nodded and pondered as he turned his gaze towards the window of one end of the hallway. "The storm's quite strong, ne?"

Yuhi shrugged and turned her gaze to where Gon was looking as well. "Yes, and the rainy season's over too," she noted, remembering the sleepless nights she'd often endure in the weekends to help Roroturo in the ramen shop that rainy season of the year.

"I was going to ask you about yesterday, Yuhi," Gon suddenly ushered in, cutting her thoughts.

Yuhi immediately turned to face the spiky-haired boy again. Her eyes were wide, trying to recall everything that had happened the day before. She inwardly smiled, and thought that Gon's best friend had already told the boy about it. "Black out," Yuhi reminded him. Then her eyes grew wide when she remembered Killua mentioning something about Gon, and the teachers talking about it that day. "I heard you helped the committee!"

Gon nodded cheerfully. "Yep! About that…" His smile turned into a sheepish one. "Killua mentioned you in the gym yesterday when the lights were out."

Yuhi pursed her lips together, again suppressing a wide grin.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help. It's because I already told Mr. Tenoshiru that I'll help the committee in fixing the generator!" Gon announced, scratching his nape.

"That's okay!" Yuhi exclaimed with assurance. "I didn't ask for help after all, you know." Yep, it's just Killua who… Doki. Even at the mention of his name… Yuhi laughed, and Gon laughed with her. "I also heard that the generator crashed yesterday! The committee really did need people," she commented.

"Yeah, and I was their messenger. It's a good thing we immediately called the authorities from town to help." Gon's tone was enthusiastically grateful, but his voice strangely sounded a little hoarse. "Anyway, I asked Killua if he could help you yesterday. Did you find your classmates?"

Ba-dump. Yuhi had an intuition about where the conversation would lead to. And recalling every glorious minute with her angel during the black out, she smiled sheepishly. She didn't know how to tell her angel's best friend things that happened between the two of them. "No… actually. I didn't find them."

"Eh!?" Gon questionably exclaimed. "I aksed Killuaaaa," he defended. "What did you do? Did you have company?"

Yuhi eyebrows creased for a moment when she heard Gon's continuous questions about happened the day before. She then asked, "Didn't he tell you?" He was supposed to, right? Since he is your best friend.

"Oh! There you are, Gon!"

Yuhina and Gon then both turned their gazes towards class 2-A's room.

The latter immediately faced him entirely. "Killua, you didn't tell me enough about Yuhi!" he demanded.

Doki.

Yuhi started hearing sirens crying inside her head when she spotted that certain snow-haired angel walking towards them. She knew she was completely calm about talking about him, that's for sure. But she had not calculated him to appear in the process. She didn't even brief herself about what she was going to say or how she was going to act in front of Killua after the precious event that happened during the black out.

Killua halted; his eyes directly at his best friend's. "I've been looking around for you—" Then he paused when his gaze shifted towards the girl Gon was talking to.

Yuhi could feel blood boiling in her cheeks when she met Killua pretty blue eyes. She blinked, but Killua continued looking at her. No, she should not look down or look away. Gon might notice something strange. So, Yuhi smiled at the boy, chanting 'Go, Yuhi! Go, Yuhi!' inside her head while her chest swelled. She wanted to dance for some reason, or run a kilometre. It must be the giddy nerves.

…Silence.

The pressure was pulling the auburn-haired girl down. And her face was starting to feel incredibly hot. A sheepish smile. "…Why?" she managed to silently ask, hoping that her tone was louder than her nerves would allow.

Killua blinked, and stretched his neck forward to have a closer look at the girl. He narrowed his eyes. Yuhi leaned back a little just in time for Killua to blink his eyes. "It's gone…" he mumbled.

The auburn-haired girl's curiosity defeated her overthinking mind. She blinked as well, figuring out where Killua's eyes were shot at. Then she lifted her hand and stroked her forehead. My bruise?

Killua's eyebrows creased as he stood straight again, mumbling a "Weird…" His eyes were not leaving Yuhi's forehead.

It was Gon's foot stomping that broke the strange awkward ice. "Killua, why didn't you tell me about Yuhi!?" the boy demanded again, sounding serious.

The addressed then finally shifted his gaze towards the person who spoke. "I told you already that she's fine! Look!" Killua turned to Yuhi again, gesturing towards her.

Yuhi blinked at first when she again met Killua's blue orbs. Then looking away she turned her gaze towards Gon with a sheepish smile on her face. She shrugged. "I'm fine!"

Gon exhaled and crossed his arms against his chest while eyeing his best friend.

Killua noticed the glare. He shrugged. "What!? I didn't do anything!"

"You didn't tell me she did not find her classmates."

"Wha— Stop that bossy act. She's fine, see?" Killua insisted.

Then both shared looks for seconds for a reason Yuhi couldn't understand. She just stood there and watched the two. Then the bell rang.

Killua sighed.

Gon took a deep breath and faced Yuhi with a smile. "Sorry for the bother, Yuhi. You may be doing something when I called for you."

The girl also gave him a smile. "Nope, none at all."

Gon smiled even more widely and glanced over their classroom. "Well, bell's ringing. See you around!" He gave a wave and nudged his best friend. "Let's go Killua!"

"I was about to tell you that 2 minutes ago," the white-haired boy told him indifferently.

Yuhi beamed at them. "See you!" And watched them leave for the next class. She giggled as she watched Killua throw an arm around Gon's neck, and playfully strangle him with it. She then smiled with awe as she looked down. Stroking her forehead with her fingers, she shrugged in delight.

"Ahem."

Yuhi immediately stood straight and turned around with wide eyes, gaze shifting towards the person's face. A sheepish smile instantly covered her face. Then she sprinted inside the room to her desk. Ms. Irisa was never late.


The dark clouds that hovered above the whole town have not left for the day. Drizzles of rain covered the view of the wet courts of the campus from the windows of each room. But the bad weather did not hinder the classes from going on. Chemistry went through nicely. The melancholic feel brought by the weather has kept the students of 2-B calm all throughout the times Ms. Irisa would call one of them for recitation–and that included our auburn-haired protagonist. Yuhi, unlike the times before, recited in class confidently when the female teacher asked her to stand up and recite the answer for the atomic weight of the protons and neutrons in the given equation.

When Science was over, it was math time with Mr. Yama.

The class went on as usual; Yama would give them Algebraic exercises to work on while he busy himself with writing more lesson plans for the students, other students would pass papers under their desks, Sejin would give them the look–or glare, some students would scratch their heads while endlessly tapping their textbooks with their pens. But for Yuhi, though, again, she was very good at Math–so as fast as she could she did her seatwork with pure seriousness. Sejin even smiled to herself when she saw her classmate. It was always so entertaining to watch the light-hearted and enthusiastic Yuhi work hard; because Sejin thought she looked funny when her eyebrows were furrowed in an overly serious way.

The moment they were finished, Yama had them check the seatwork right away, earning Yuhi a second to the highest scorer term, next to Sejin who was first. And because of that, Yama instructed the two to 'help' him check the assessment exams of class 2-A and 2-C.

Sejin was dumbfounded, because she did not find that thing awarding enough.

But Yuhi was ecstatic.

"Sejinnnn~" she sang as she and Sejin were walking along the hallway towards the teacher's lounge to get the exam papers from Mr. Yama's desk.

The addressed exhaled roughly as she pushed the bridge of her glasses in. She silently groaned and muttered a silent "Yes."

Yuhi bounced of delight and held her hands tight behind her back as she followed Sejin in the teacher's lounge, her eyes sparkled with excitement as she hoisted the papers of 2-A from the desk and enclosed them in her arms lovingly. The both of them then went up immediately, and just like what she did earlier, Yuhi glanced over the windows of 2-A, shrugging and hugging the papers tightly when she saw her white-haired angel.

"Are you sure you'd be able to do 2-A's papers? I mean, they're 2-A, you know," Sjin suddenly mused.

The auburn-haired girl then turned her gaze to her seatmate, eyes wide. Then she laughed, nudging Sejin with her elbow. "I'm not that stupid in Math, Sejin!"

The latter sighed. "I know that. It's just that… Would you be able to do it properly? That Killua's paper is in there, and I know you well enough, Yuhi, to ask if you could check the rest of the papers impartially."

Yuhi felt like giggling when she heard Sejin mention Killua's name. She shook her head as she smiled. "I won't be biased."

Their class president then slid the door open with her free hand and the auburn-haired girl followed her in. Moments later, before Yama went out, he announced the names of the students that will be staying to clean their room. There were about seven of them; 2 girls and 5 boys–including Yuhi. Yama also reminded Sejin about her responsibility and the latter confirmed with a silent wince under her throat.

The last subject of the day was the most boring one. It was language, and the teacher only told them to write a short one-paragraphed essay using the country's traditional alphabet. It was difficult, sure, but the students finished in no time, but after that, they didn't do anything. The teacher only waited for the time to pass and when it did, and when it was the third bell ringing for the day, before they knew it, school was over, and it was time to go home.

But for those seven students who slept in class earlier in the day–and their class president–no, they had to stay. It was when most of the students in the class left the room that they started with the work. Yuhi immediately went to the shelves and took the broom–her broom-chan, as she calls it–and started sweeping the floor, the boys arranged the chairs and fixed the books inside the classroom, that one girl with them started clearing the board with the chalk eraser, and Sejin sat there on a chair by the far end of the last row, reading a book.

"It's so nice to have many people do afterschool work with me!" Yuhi announced as she crouched to sweep dirt from under the teacher's desk. She beamed at her classmates.

They all shared a laugh.

"So, you enjoy doing this?" one boy classmate asked with a smile on his face.

A certain white-haired boy instantly went past the girl's mind. She gave her boy classmate a toothy grin. "Yes!" it was an incredibly honest answer. Though at that day she wouldn't be able to go over 2-A's classroom because Yama instructed them only to do their own room–saying that someone else from 2-A was assigned with the same job.

Silence then commenced right after as they all tried to finish clearing everything up. The students had to hurry; for the heavy rain started pouring all over town again.

Yuhi hummed to herself as she swept the dirt towards the dustpan by the door, thinking of what she would give her Roroturo-san for his upcoming birthday. A cake? Cupcake? Sugar? She giggled. Roroturo-san sure loves sweets.

"Uhm… Yuhi-chan…"

Eh? Yuhi instantly looked up when she heard someone said – or rather, whispered her name. She blinked when her auburn orbs met pretty black ones. A smile then escaped her lips. "Yes, Mimi-chan?"

The girl gave a small shy smile. Her name is Mitan Ukino–a small fragile-looking pretty girl who's the most shy among the shy people inside the classroom; has straight long black hair that fell to her hips and small pretty black eyes that shined like marbles. Mitan is Yuhi's friend, and the latter always find her super cute and adorable; not only because Mitan was about an inch smaller than her.

Yuhi stood straight and gave a sunny smile. She always liked how Mitan would talk to her, because the girl practically doesn't talk to anyone unless they talk to her first. But Mitan was not an emo chick, no. She's just overly… shy, and her classmate understood that. "What can I do for you?"

Mitan seemed to hesitate. She looked down and fiddled with her fingers.

"You can tell me anything," Yuhi ushered.

Mitan shrugged. "It's kind of an embarrassing favour…" she muttered under her breath.

Yuhi leaned her ear closer so she can hear her classmate clearly. The roar of the heavy rain gave her a hard time listening to Mitan's silent tone. "I'll do any favour you ask me," she informed her thoughtfully, feeling awed of the fact that Mitan actually was asking for a favour for time.

Another deep breath. "You're… G-Gon's friend… right?" she carefully asked, looking straight into Yuhi's eyes.

The latter blinked as she stared with pure amazement and confusion written all over her face. "Yes," she replied cheerily.

Mitan gave another shy smile. "Can you… help me?"

Yuhi nodded slowly. "On…?"

Mitan looked around before looking down again, as though she didn't want anyone to hear their conversation. "It's kind of embarrassing but… I have this… uh… l-letter." The black-haired girl blinked and smiled as she returned her gaze towards the auburn-haired girl in front of her.

Yuhi blinked, and slowly she started getting excited–especially when she saw that pinkish glow in her classmate's cheeks. A huge smile then spread across Yuhi's face. Ah, the letter is for… She only needed to here that certain word from her shy classmate and her assumptions will be confirmed.

Mitan carried on. "C-Can you give it to—"

There! Yuhi cut Mitan short. She almost jumped of excitement. "Gon? Sure!"

Mitan's eyebrows furrowed, then continuing her halted sentence she ended it with a silent tone. "Killua…"

-CHAPTER END-


So, minna, how's the chapter? I hope you like it though it's shorter than the previous ones. Hehe. I am really sorry about not updating as scheduled, and if you have waited for this all day yesterday, I thank you all for your patience. :)

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