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Chapter 9 : It was actually a blood scent

A dark room was lit only by the dim blue tone, glowing from the light source above in the middle of the ceiling. The wild dogs were silent, stayed lowly upon the Masters in the room. One man was on the fairly big rectangle chair covered by pillows. Another figure was standing afar in front of him.

"Come here." The man on the sofa ordered.

The standing man walked slowly towards his father as his silky long hair flew a little behind him. After getting closer on a safe distance, he started to speak. "With much respect father, may I ask, what's the reason?"

"Of what?" A silver haired old man answered. He crossed his legs to have a more comfortable seat.

A guy in big round black eyes spilled out his curiosity. "I stay silent up till now. But, I want to know. Are you sure she won't be a distraction for Kil?" Illumi was rarely showing emotions. But it wasn't that he didn't have an urge to know something which had not revealed to him.

The wise father replied to his oldest son."She hardly is a distraction. We've had a strangely good relationship with them. Zeno grandpa has an owe for them."

Silence.

It was a silence occurring after the sentences. Silva's answer didn't really help. There was nothing which was answered.

"Then." Unsatisfied by the reply, Illumi threw another question. "What's her role for Kil's development? She doesn't do any good for us. Won't she just drag Kil down? It'll only effect us badly in the end." This time, he wished this question was enough to make his old man spilled something that was explaining as an answer.

Silva knew what his son demanded for. He was going to tell his son sooner or later. Since Illumi had asked earlier, he would go to tell him now. Still, he didn't completely give everything away. In mighty voice he spoke up "It's totally rare to meet the likes of them. Knowing a whole kingdom can really be our ally is extremely a great deal."

Illumi only looked at him with so much thought running in his mind. He didn't really know what 'likes of them' meant but he knew it precisely. That wasn't something common and ordinary. But one thing was bugging right now. His father's answer was rather contradicting. Illumi could even show it in his emotionless face that he couldn't understand something, added by the recent reply. It was something that made him dare to ask his father personally. Yet, to show his respect, he remained silent.

Reading the confusion was bewildering his son, the wise-man stated as he close his eyes.

"It's exactly as you guess. We don't ship such thought to join with others, we have our own way, we have our own world. No need for others to support on us or the other way around." He sounded so prudent, full of honor and strong as it could bring down any vague hesitant things replaced by the only dominating atmosphere emitted from his grace.

Opening his eyes, they showed a slight of amusement clinging thoroughly in his irises.

"But I don't see any 'no' for this offer."

Silva always appear as calm and collected for whatever situation he was facing. That was what his parents told, taught, planted for him to be a marvelous assassin of the family. He was raised to believe that the only thing sustaining them was darkness and that the only pleasure in the world came from causing deaths of others, as he raised his children to be like one. He barely showed feeling, rather using logic to solve problems. He was the made-killing machine, the same as the prestigious assassins in the family.

He only strived for the family business. What would be good for the family, what would be proper for the family as he was the chosen heir. Maintaining the family honor was his main order. Yet...

"They're...the most terrifying...

I know it from the beginning, they must hide something behind their sleeves. But...this feeling...this boiling desire..." His lips were curling up skyward to the later statement. His voice rose up. "The ones linked to the family will never betray us. But…. if it's them..."

His face changed. Laughter began to fill the wide room.

"Khu khu khu...khuhuhu HUHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Excitement and joy was rich in his voice. Like a boy who was overflowed by happiness of getting a new toy from his parents. He was filled by delight, amazement, pleasure feeling while in the same time full of thrill, chill and horror. A typical feeling of a born-fighter who was having a death-match with a tremendous killer before him.

The killing machine was made to only succeed the mission given to him, yet it also created the soul of a natural born-fierce fighter in the deep inside of him. It had been tens of years for him to face a death-like situations. That made him experienced a little enjoyment of a battle. The twisted desire was unintentionally formed. The wondrous and excitement of a great fight ahead, against the most dreadful creatures to fight with, even just by thinking of it, the feeling was crawling gradually, begging to come on the surface, to wrap him full in a twisted way of joy.

He knew, he didn't completely have the chance of one hundred percentages in winning. But those reasons were deep sunk by the respect and adoration of him towards the latter. The creature of legendary strength, the most feared and renowned species.

"I always adore'em. Whatever may happen. Whatever they may fall upon us. Even if it means war."

Killua's POV

"She looks like a corpse, right?"

Gon suddenly commented.

On the other hand, the -actually old hag blonde who was sitting beside her, observed the laying body thoroughly, for after that stating her agreement. "You're right. She is like a laying corpse."

I couldn't understand how their brains' way of working. What a comment to spit out in this kind of situation. "Don't you guys have something else to do other than comment on her? She is fainted right in front of you and all what you do is awing in how pale her skin is." I shrugged.

Really these guys. Why was everyone getting extremely amazed by her pale skin to that extent? Seemed like they didn't even care if she was collapsed by now. Instead, praising her while she was having her most perfect act as her seen-appearance,

a corpse.

"Wait, I want to watch her for a while." Bisuke said the ridiculous arrangement of words to spill at the moment.

"At least, move her on the bed, Bisuke!" I ordered her.

"Oh, you're right!"

Bisuke held her unmoving body up and brought her on the bed. After putting her body down, Bisuke sat beside her and continued on watching her.

I still managed my work on enhancing Ken with adding Ren but also narrowing the range all at once. I, meaning We, hadn't succeeded up till now. What I did till now was just the regular Ken. I knew it from the beginning it wasn't a pebble one. Bisuke was so not going easy on us.

"Oh, poor Miel..." Gon approached the girls. He dismissed his Nen and came to watched her too. That laying like a corpse girl was unable to do anything towards those two who observed her in amazement like watching a finally taken down wild beast.

I rolled my eyes.

What's so fun about watching something that you yourself clearly said was a laying corpse?

"Till when will you guys get fa-sci-na-ted by her so called corpse-pale skin?" I fussed satirically.

Bisuke replied as she lifted up Miel's bare arm with eyes locked on to something long and pale. "Look. She has this very pale skin. Gon's right, it is as pale as a corpse look."

Yeah, I knew it already. So, what?

Who cares about it. Whether she had corpse, Casper, even ghost skin, she would be the same annoying brat till the world ended. There wasn't any guarantee if her skin was tanner, she would be someone less annoying and much clever. So what's the point of stating the actual fact?

After taking a silent minute, still watching on the unmoving body, Gon finally hissed out something from his mind. With rather shaking tone in some parts of his sentences. "Miel is awesome. Even if she is scary. She can maintain her Nen in almost an hour. It must be hard for her for it was just her awakening. It just add the scary things of her. She's really trying her best. Bisuke, you think so?" He tilted his spiky-haired head to face Bisuke.

She must have given a great impact of numerous horrid to him. He really was scared of her, till he was acting out of his self. He hid it well before, I could assume he didn't want to make her felt uneasy to be around. Gon's typical.

Usually, he always draw people in and accepted everyone; even the enemy he was encountering with, for example Hanzo. He led both his allies and enemies trusting him and taking his side. In common case, he didn't want to even know if there was someone who felt left out and doing what they didn't want to do. He always take charge of everything he could do to make people felt at ease. The always wanted to make everyone happy and smiling- boy was not entirely here for the girl.

But, to my surprise, I swore I could see the edge of his lips was twitching upward in a flash. Right, whenever he saw her, he always put on a smile and looked at her in the eyes without flinching at all. Like all of his muscle was suddenly stiffened. Was that how he hid this action? By smiling widely?

Beside him, the honey-blonde replied or rather, explained her analysis. "To begin with, it's her Nen which has been in large capacity. Thanks to that, she can maintain her Nen up till an hour. But she's not as gifted as you two, I suppose. Had her Nen wasn't in that much quantity, she would have been die before she could master Ten."

"Die? You already know that? Then why did you not help he-" Gon retorted but suddenly cut off by the old hag. He still cared about her despite of his fear, huh?

"She was accustomed. Accustomed to do what she is told to even if she doesn't want to do it. She even says that controlling her Nen by herself is her duty when it was utterly not. You know it by yourself that she is frankly declining to learn Nen by forcedly awakening it because she doesn't know if she can control it or not. But in the end, she insisted to do it on her own like it was one of the scheduled practices thrown upon her and she has to finish it no matter what." Bisuke stopped.

So, that was what she said to Bisuke till Bisuke seemed like ignoring my words.

But I could see clearly, Bisuke still had a lot to say. Gon knew it and sat on the bed, beside Miel's head, still facing Bisuke, and nodded, wanting her to continue. Holding the situation, Bisuke inhaled a deep breath and left it out slowly for after that said with a soft look on her face.

"She can't master it by herself if I help her and that means she is failed to accomplish her order. Because actually, if I was to help her, there's a possibility that she can't control her Nen in the future. But I doubt that she was aware about this. Yet, she still displayed such behavior. All I can think of why, is only because it was her obedient nature. That manner of hers would has been like breathing in life, I'm afraid of what's the after effect if I broke that daily chain. That's why I didn't help her."

Yeah, I thought so.

If all of her words were true, if she wasn't lying, it was very eerie. Taking the whole trainings in a day was not nothing. Moreover, everyday for seven years. Even if you got some days off, it wasn't something that you could eat up with just a determination nor great amount of will. She must be made to.

Maybe she was threatened to be harmed if she slacked one or two even for once in a while. That was making her obedient personality dominated her own will; stayed under the command. She was too coward to revolt back. She did all of what she was scheduled on. It was soldered to her heart content to obey all shape of commands.

If my hypothesis was correct, it would explain why Bisuke let her be on her own, despite of my warning. If I was in Bisuke's place, I would do exactly the same. We didn't know what would happen to her if we broke her restraining chain out of a sudden.

The first time to acknowledge her hellish daily routine, I almost saw her as the young-me. But in her case, it was impossible for her to get tortured like I had. Even if she was strong, her idiotic actions indicated she was weak psychologically. Her parents must know it better than anyone else, there was no way they would torture her out of humanity. Even so, she still brought the trait along even after getting out. It must be trauma, she was afraid if she didn't finish what she was given, she would get punished.

...

Wait. It meant, she really did all of those training. Everyday. Intensively. She must have been able to do all of those things by now. The logical fact would be; it was impossible for her to be an idiot. She had learnt them, she had practiced them, probably had mastered them... she had known many kind of things...

faaar above me...

...

Shit.

After hearing Bisuke's speech, Gon turned to looked at Miel and spoke honestly. "I can't think of something like that. I think it's just some normal schedule as she is a princess. Well, even if it was everyday, she must be got many rest for her the royal highness. But the nature by those practices was still brought along. That's why you called her a scaredy cat. It was actually her training result..." Gon stated his thought. Although, he talked about her, he sounded like regretting and confessing his sins after doing something bad at her. I didn't think he had done anything bad at her.

"Eh, wait? So she really is a princess? How come?" Bisuke cleaned her ears, believing she was misheard Gon. "Don't joke with me. Is that true?"

Gon nodded slowly. The widen eyes Bisuke turned at me in an instant. "You got a princess as a fiancée? But, but, she... She actually is a fighter by nature and a princess is not a fighter... And and how can you meet such princess that actually was a fighter but actually she is a princess..." She lost in her own little dreamland. I ignored her as she was watching Miel again more .

"What make you feel guilty, Gon?" I realized he got bunch of words loaded in his mind.

He looked at me once, brows rose, his face displayed a face of a sinner, he turned at Miel, but finally looked down on the silky sheet and was gripping it with both hands. "Killua, after knowing her better, I feel bad to say her skin was corpse-pale. It just a small matter, I shouldn't say it. She was rejected too by people and stating it is just like rubbing lime on her wound. I've insulted her." He confessed.

About, the rejected part... No, Gon was correct, she, that walking corpse girl, was not welcomed here. Even Gon could actually be counted did the same act towards her. But, how about my family? Milluki was desperate for having her. The little Kalluto seemed to like her too. Well, I must dig this things up later.

"But Gon," Bisuke butted in. "It's fact that she has a corpse-pale skin. It's not like you're lying to her. You think so, right, Killua?" She tried to make Gon felt better.

I answered Bisuke's question rather quickly. "No. I don't feel that way. She seems okay to me."

"REALLY?" They both screamed at the same time. Looking at me, their instincts were detecting something was not in the righteous place. But that was my true feeling.

Though it was such an expected response, still, I spilled out my opinion about her as if I thought of their reaction was something wrong and I should be the one to fix it. "Well, genuinely speaking, instead of seeing her as a walking corpse, I feel odd for you guys to have such opinion in your mind. Because somehow,"

I paused to look at their changes. There was none. They stayed calm, wanting me to continue. I looked up to the ceiling as remembering the scenes on the way here. I spoke. "I feel like familiar with her. I do realize she has that skin problem and -other-freakin'-significant-frightening-acts-which- you-haven't-known-yet, but maybe that familiar feeling makes her looks ordinary to me."

FYI, As strange as it might sound, I felt a flash of nostalgic feeling whenever I saw her into the eyes. Those two bloody-scarlet orbs, just where did I see it? Was it Kurapika's eyes memory that flashing in mind?

"Familiar? Maybe she is your friend in your childhood." Bisuke suggested.

"No. This is the first time I met her. I don't have any friend when I was a child."

Okay, maybe I had... Canary...

But, that wasn't the point.

"Killua." Gon suddenly talked to me. "You remember when I asked Miel, what fragrant she was using back then?" He rubbed the below of his nose with his index finger.

Bisuke seemingly interested, her old hag's gossip radar was catching some signal. Her eyes shone in curiosity. "What? What? What was it about? Tell me too, tell me."

"Yeah, what's with it?" I replied.

Then, as if Gon could read my mind, like he knew I was thinking about her eyes, like because of it he was reminded to talk about this, he confessed. "The aroma I smell from her", his face changed into a worried look. "Was actually a blood scent."

My eyes shot out in an instant. My Nen was gradually dismissed. I could feel something was flashily blended down my belly. The vomit almost rose up. The sickening bile was the only feeling I currently felt coming up my throat. The thought of there actually someone who carried the blood scent around her was... Indescribable. Even I, the most often being to have direct contact with blood since my childhood here, had never gotten Gon said something such as that.

Unconsciously, I walked towards them. I saw Bisuke gasped in horror and covered her mouth. She looked at Miel in a quick glance to then move to Gon and then me.

I gazed at Gon like demanding 'continue'. Gon seemed to understand. He started speaking. "It was reaaally vague. Sometime I smell it and sometime I do not. It is just a swipe but definitely there. All over her body, especially her stomach." He peeked behind through his shoulder. His nose was sniffing to smell the scent better. "It's where the scent smelled the strongest."

I had reached the bed and now was standing between Gon and Bisuke to watch her lie down on the velvet sheet in front of me. I noticed her body slowly got soaked in sweat. She was breathing steady but displayed an expression of weak and exhausted. She looked so pathetically pitiful like it wasn't her usual strong and bold self at all. Yet, despite of all that sorrow, I saw her more relaxed this way. I observed her face thoroughly, her pointed closed-eyes appeared calm and her small lips rested its own in a thin line of peace. She was asleep peacefully like she dropped down all of her fatigues to finally have some rest.

Placing my right hand on the bed and leaning forward to reach the below of her shirt with my left hand, I went to yank it up opened till the cloth was covering her face.

To my surprise, the crack of skin contacting skin echoed off the walls.

"OUCH!"

There came Bisuke's Wonderful Glittering Bitch-Slap. "What are you doing, Bisuke?!" She slapped me really hard. Vibrations of pain started to spread in my right cheek as I backed off to caress it, creating a safe distance from her.

"What are you doing?! Stripping a disable girl who can't do anything to counter back! You're disgusting!" Bisuke stood up before me and furiously scolded the hell out of me with her shrieking voice. "Just because she's your fiancée, it doesn't mean you can strip her as you wish! You are still a kid!"

"Killua! I don't know that you're actually this type! You know it exactly, she was unable to move. Why do you do that?" Gon too. He glared angrily. After making up Miel's cloth neatly, he approached me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Hey, guys, this isn't like you think it was! I just wanna clarify it if her stomach may actually be wounded." I was trying to make them understood the actual situation. "Gon said the scent from her stomach is strong, right? I wonder if that idiot is probably injured." Besides, she was wearing a black camisole beneath her cloth, I didn't see anything.

"That's not the way bastard! If you want to clarify it, tell me and I'll do it!" After scolding me Bisuke check on her if there was really wound.

Gon calmed down after my explanation. "Ooh, so that what it is? You should have told us sooner, Killua."

Bisuke flipped her to anywhere, scanning on her body sharply, but she did it fast. Seemed, she didn't find anything that was odd. "She's fine. No injury at all. Her skin was completely flawless." Bisuke informed.

"Ooh, that's a relief." Gon was glad to hear that. "Then, where did the scent come from?" As a confuse face appeared, he rubbed his nose like trying to fix it because his confession didn't get any proof appeared on the surface.

"Yeah, where did it come from if she wasn't injured at all?" I said as I brought myself to take the air conditioner remote to turn it on. It was uncomfortable to be soaked like this. Miel too was probably heating her head up trying to control her Nen with that small idiot brain of hers.

"And you two how about your training?" Bisuke reminded.

"Uuhh... Bisuke we don't understand how to do it. Give us a demonstration too." Gon pouted.

"No. There won't be any demonstration. You should find the way by yourself." Bisuke neglected the pouting puppy. "All I can say to you is just this training purpose was to train your visualization to imagine something you two had never done before. This method can increase you Nen capacity too, it is like 'holding all in for the greater impact'. For now, it's enough from me."

"Hey guys! I'm back!" The door swung open. It was a man with a cheap face, wearing cheap suit, and bringing the cheap suit case. Without closing the door, he quickly got in and approached us while his eyes were locked onto something.

"WHOA! CORPSE!" It's Leorio who was now running backward till hitting the balcony. Yeah, I couldn't blame him to be running hastily like that.

"No, Leorio. It's Miel." Gon made him sure.

"Hosh...hosh...Miel...?" Still breathing hard, Leorio the cheap face came in and immediately approached her. "Oh, right, this is Miel. What happened to her?" His voice still came out as a husky one.

"She tried to control her awakening for an hour and finally, she was collapsed." Gon told him.

"What awakening?"

"Nen."

"Oohh, I see. HUH! An hour?! How can she do that?"

"You won't be able to imagine how huge her Nen is if you didn't see it with your own eyes." I said as I closed the door.

"Ooh, really...? Hahaha, she really is your fiancée , huh? The Zaoldyeck's wife has to be strong too."

"Yeah, I'm getting a monster as a fiancée while I was madly wanting a normal kid life. Huh, fiancée. Like I won't be able to fetch a girl on my own. They really think I'm not capable of this field. Shitty annoying family."

Hearing me confessing, they looked at me in an agreement. But it was clearly not for the last sentence. What the hell! They thought I couldn't find my own things by myself?

"What's your business here?" I asked Leorio rather pissed.

"Oh, yeah, I brought the documents, Gon and I have sent to Kurapika, 3 days ago." He lifted his suitcase, signing the documents were inside that rectangle thing. "Bisuke-san's appearance is rather unexpected, Kurapika gave them back so you could plan a strategy from the data. I really want to come along, though... Hiks...maaan... Why do I have to attend college while you two are having fun...?" He dropped a tear. The suitcase was also dropped down.

"Don't worry, Leorio! You can come with us next time!" Gon was encouraging his mental. "You still have to be a doctor, don't you?"

"Yeah, I know, hiks..." Leorio cleaned the tiny drop of tear. "Well, should we open and read it now?"

"What do you think Killua?" Gon asked for my confirmation.

"Hmm..." I didn't feel like wanting to read up some documents right now. I looked at Bisuke since she was the one having this business in the first place. She didn't show any intention to make the settlement. She just coded that she left the decision to me. "Then..." I was the play-maker, I guessed. "Let's wait until Miel wakes up."

"Uuhh...Killua...?"

The monster finally woke up. It had been 3 hours. It was about 2 p.m. She tilted on her right to face me. Her half-opened eyes met with mine. "Hi. Sleep well?" I greeted her.

"Not really. It's kinda hot here." She was up to sit on the bed and got up to walk towards us. She wasn't sweating anymore.

Gon and I were still doing the seemingly impossible to do training. Soaked in sweat although I turned on the air conditioner. Bisuke was reading the other magazine provided by this hotel while Leorio was still practicing his Ten. Upon knowing Bisuke was our Shishou in the past, Leorio asked for Bisuke's tutoring to train him too while he was here. Leorio was on his semester break, so he would be back to the college in the next two weeks. But learning Leorio's capability, Bisuke decided to just make him trained his Ten. Ever since that moment, the situation didn't change even a bit.

"I turn on the air conditioner after you're asleep. I know your body's sweating. It's still on, ain't it?" I said to her confirming.

"I know. I'm not used to dry climate. My kingdom is extremely freezing. Hoaaahm." She yawned and blinked, for after that rubbed her eyes to adjust them with the room brightness. "Killua, your mood swing is scary, are you aware of it?" She poked one finger on my chest.

"Talking bullshit after waking up... What comes to your mind?" I spoke to the frowned girl.

"When you first saw me this morning, you were irritated as hell, brutally mocking me, and now you're asking 'sleep well?' And say 'I turn on the AC after you're asleep. I know your body's sweating', like you want me to be comfortable in my sleep. Well, maybe you're just feeling hot yourself after soaking like that." She imitated my face perfectly when she said my sentences; well, that was Drama Queen for you. Then, she put both hands on her waist and continued.

"You give off feeling like you're not your own self. Not that I care though but please stop confusing my sanity by going from an extreme nasty to an extreme fluffy one."

"If you didn't care about it, then why asking?" I replied nonchalantly.

She gave me a sweat-drop look. Gon only looked at us, giggling lowly. Miel who knew it, immediately reached out to ask him.

"Gon, can you do something for his brain? I give up." She lifted both hands up and walked away. "God, please take me to heaven, I pray to you..."

"Hihihihi...!" Gon was still with his giggling beside me. This guy must hid something about this. I suddenly came to pit his neck in my arm. "ITTAI...!"

"So you're having the same thought about my mood swing, huuuuhh...?" Our nen dismissed automatically. I tightened my grip till it choked on him.

"AGH! Killu...aa...ittai, ittai, ittai, ittai, ittai, ittai! give up...! give up...!" His face reddened for after that turning blueish purple; out of oxygen. I loosened up but my arms were still putting him prisoned.

"You got that now, tell me!" In the exact same position we gradually sat on the carpeted floor. He looked at me painfully.

"Well, I... I have the same thought about the mood swing, Killua, but-" I snipped him.

"What is this? I only know it because a random idiot was triggering this scene?!" I grasped him tight again. "Since when did you learn to hide something from me?!"

"Wack! Killua you're going to kill me...!" Gon hastily slapped my arm rapidly. I released my arm then. "Hoooohh... Haaaaahh..." He collected as much air as he could. His chests were lifting up and down heavily.

"Spit it out!"

"Haahh..." He continued. "Hosh...hosh... I...I never tell you because I don't have any problem with it, hosh...it's not a problem for me. It's just that's who you are and it didn't bug me. You got that? Hoooh... Killu...a is really... Haaahh..." He was still breathing hard.

"Heee..." Even if it bugged you, you were still wouldn't tell me too. I totally knew it. "I don't have any issue, then." I said proudly, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Yeah, sometimes you sure are changing, but I know it's just because you were thinking of something that happened when I wasn't there, right? So I just stay silent." Gon added. I listened to him, wanting to know how Gon saw my behavior in his eyes.

"It's probably because something or an incident was changing your feeling and point of view. What I see is just the output your brain gives out after processing your feeling and thought in your mind, about that incident, no? Sometimes, you sort of changing -perhaps, Miel's example was true. I believe, because others were missing the process, they can only see that you're mood swinging."

I only nodded to his speech.

Well, that wasn't a bad explanation. It was interesting and logical. I liked it.

So, that was Gon's opinion about me. It wasn't something which everyone could easily point out -if they didn't understand me, of course. Though, not that I had bunches of friends. Gon's was nearing totally true about it. As I expected, I knew it.

Gon was the only one for me.

"Hey, why are you two ditching your training?!" Bisuke's sudden yell was breaking our ears. She screamed still sat and held her magazine from that far.

"Uh, uh..." We startled over the sudden scolding. "It's because Miel. She is disturbing our training." I eventually ended up making her a scapegoat.

"Neee, why me?" She protested while laying on the bed, hugging a pillow. Seemed like she wanna have some more sleep.

"If it's not because of your too much talkative mouth, we have been clearing our training by now. Because you know what? Your presence is that DISTURBANCE itself."

"There, you're switching again to A,S,S,H,O,L,E self-mode. Irrationally Unreasonable Freakillua." She flipped, showing her back to face us. "You can't clear your training at all even without me being here! Admit it Jerkillua!"

Hate to admit, but she wasn't wrong. Not that she was true.

"Whatever the excuses, you two have been ignoring my lesson! Can't you two behave like this Leorio guy over here?" Bisuke's voice was ringing in the room. But, to be compared to Leorio...ouch. The latter was just smiling in silent. "Your training must be over by now, but because of your slacking ass and the fact that you two remain this active, I add the time limit for 2 hours more! Begin!"

"HUH! You explain nothing to be called a lesson!"

"No more, Bisuke! We're worn out!"

"NOOOOOW!"

"OSU!"

We immediately stood up and started the training all over again. If that grandma was to be angry, especially to me... An image of big appearance was flashing in mind.

Don't ever think about it. Past will only remain as past.

It had been tiring to release Ren for hours like this and she added the additional time. While at the same time we had to squash our brain hard to imagining the wanted form. I wonder, when would I really be able to master this one?

Bisuke who knew Miel had been awake, spoke to her in full of command voice. "Miel, you go buy drinks and some snacks for us."

Whipping her head to look at the unreasonable being who had commanded her out of the blue, her brows were knitted."Again, why me?" She prodded.

"It's your punishment." Bisuke said lightly.

Punishment.

What the hell. There was no reason to throw a punishment towards that blonde idiot. What did that Bisuke actually want to do? She was worried about Miel till then but suddenly exploited her like a slave. Did she want to test something out?

"Punishment? But I succeeded the Ten phase right?" The latter was rolling her body to face the Shisou, still laying on the bed.

"But you are passed out, no? To make up for it, do as I said."

"WTH!" She instantly got up. "Evil! I've completed the task you gave me but still get the punishment! You're sooo gonna pay it in the judgment day! Huft!" She said that but was walking around to look for something to write and written on. After holding a grab of them she asked Bisuke lazily. "What's your order?"

Spontaneously, all of us shot her in amazement mixed with confused feeling. She was protesting but actually did as she was told to do. Oh, man! Had I knew this earlier, I would have made her into my slave from the beginning!

"I want all of the chocolate one each kind and 3 lemon drinks." I said my orders. She listened to me, after that she really wrote it down. Oh, my, God!

Bisuke replied as she wished. "I'm really really wanting that salty crackers which has cheese and chocolate in it, I forgot the name, just search it yourself and a herbal tea." She seemed to found a new slave too. :v

"Hey, guys, Miel is just awaken. I'll go as her substitute." Gon offered his help.

"No, thank you Gon. I'm okay, I'm wide awake." And she turned it down? In the name of any Gods above the sky! She was a real idiot! "You want me to buy you something?"

If it was for disturbing our training it would be rather logical but that one reason...There was just no way, in this rule-by-law country, in this real world, a reason Bisuke just stated was enough to make someone judged to be punished. I really, really was ashamed for being afraid of this idiot the moment I knew she had a tremendous monster toss and perfect Zetsu. She was actually so damn easy to be controlled.

Pitiful.

I said myself was pitiful. It was so disgusting to think that I ever feared her even for once. I truly was disappointed at my fucking self.

"Then, I'll go with you." Gon still insisted.

"No need Gon. You have to concentrate on your training. I'm alright on my own. Just tell me what do you want, I'll go fetch it for you too."

"Hmm... Then can I have cooled milk and bread?" He finally gave up. Wow, it was rare for Gon. Miel could really certain him. Well, she was alright indeed. The aura shrouding her was flowing nicely. She really was okay.

Or...

Was it because Gon scared of her?

"Milk and bread. Leorio? Eh, hi Leorio! How long have you been here?" She just realize Leorio was here, sitting on the floor, coordinating his Ten.

"Oh, hi, Miel-chan! I've been here since long enough, you're already passed out when I arrived here. I want oolong tea and some crackers, please." The old man said casually like they were old friend already. So, he didn't freak out over her again. Well, even if he was, he hid it rather perfect like the first time before. Only in something like this Leorio was an advance.

"Hmm...okay. Ja, I'll go now." She stuffed the note in her pocket as she walked to the door and turned the knob to open it.

"Be careful, Miel!" Gon, Leorio, Bisuke said as lifting a palm up at the same time. I just watched her went by.

As she opened the door, she immediately grumbled and swore. "Fuck! Oh, dear God, don't you know I have to be outside by now? And that's meaning the sun would be pricking me deeply, can't you hide the sun for a while?" Well, The sun was obviously beaming so painfully as this was 2 o'clock. "Dear God, I want to have a magic black curtain to protect me from the sun! Dear God please give it to me now."

She lifted both arms straight up reaching the sky and without dropping it, she yelled. "Shuuuttt!" She was turning 360 degrees twice. "Yes, I have accepted your gift, thank you my Lord! The ultra chaos spinning magical dreamy silent magnificent super hyper hurricane black curtain has now wrapped around my body! I can go without worries now! Weeeeeeew- SPIRIT!"

There, she ran off without closing the door. What the hell with her childish act? The heat was driving her insane, I guess...

"Aha...ahahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"

"Wahahahahaha!"

"Ahaha! Miel is so funny!"

"What's with the magic black curtain? Ahahahaha! What a kid! She is still full of imagination! How old is she?"

"And she turned around demonstrating she has gotten the 'gift'! Is she out of her mind? Really I'm rolling on the floor laughing! Dahahahahah!"

"Ahahahhaa, that is really cute! So funny! I guess she really hate the heat, I should go in place of her. Hahahahaa...!"

Everyone was cracking on the floor because of her. It wasn't in mocking way, it was a genuine crack of joy. They found her interesting and funny. They didn't find her frightening and scary as a corpse like back then. Without noticing it, a small soft smile forced its way, creating a curve line into my lips.

I felt a bit relief. It was good for her. This could be counted as progress. The progress of her welcoming. Slowly, but surely, maybe she could change the others' opinion about her.

A/N : Finally updated….

Something is once again revealed here. Gon is not wrong at sniffing the scent. Remember, he can smell Leorio's scent from miles apart? With so many other scent that a whole jungle can provide along the way? Nothing can argue with his accuracy in smelling!

Oh, and Love Under Contract by Razorblade Mistress which I read reminds me of something while I was making this chapter. Thank you, NYAA~

You should check on it, it is very cool!

Well, thanks so much for reading. Leave some thoughts? :D