Finding the confines of their hotel room dreadfully boring after a long day of constant battle, Killua suggested that the two boys take a short trip to the small arcade center he'd noticed tucked in to the far corner of the lobby downstairs. Gon enthusiastically agreed, and so the duo raced down four flights of stairs (since the elevator was slow to react to the call button, and they had decided that comparatively it would probably take less time on foot). There were only three game machines as far as their options went- a racing one, a mirrored dance pad, and a colored tile matching puzzle- and ultimately the pair settled on the Tetris variant.
"I think we did well today," Gon grinned as he shifted the joystick on the second player side. "Misaki-san had nothing bad to say about any of our fights, and we won them all."
"She had nothing to say about anything, good or bad," Killua pointed out, his eyes all the while fixated on his half of the screen.
"Yes! Ten thousand points!" Gon shouted triumphantly as the majority of two rows disappeared from his pile.
"I'll catch up, just you wait!"
For several minutes, the two worked fast and furiously, Gon with his tongue pinched between his lips and off to the side, to outdo the other.
"Level two!" Killua finally gloated.
"Eh?! How did you get there already?" Gon asked, impressed.
"I do have more experience with video games than you do," Killua explained with a sideways smirk, "but also I'm just really good."
The silver haired boy glanced toward Gon's section of the split screen and secretly slowed down his own maneuvers some to allow his friend to catch up.
"She seemed a bit put off about us not taking her up on the offer to kill them," Killua said.
"You noticed that, too?" Gon replied. "I thought maybe I was imagining that."
"No, she was definitely uncomfortable about it," the blue eyed boy confirmed. "She did a good job of keeping her facial expression relaxed, but I definitely sensed her muscles tighten when we declined. Trust me; I know the signs for that kind of thing."
Gon did believe him of course, but he had a difficult time connecting the dots in his mind as to why she would have preferred for them to fatally injure their opponents.
"Do you think her reasoning has to do with something we'll be doing at the Volcanic Islands?" the tanned boy questioned aloud.
"Could be," Killua responded plainly.
The ex-assassin still found her behavior suspicious and therefore untrustworthy in his mind.
"She distances herself from us," he added in a pensive tone. "I mean, she didn't even offer a single suggestion to help us improve all day. She just stood there and watched us, more like she was looking for something specific."
"You think so?" Gon asked seriously.
"Yeah. Then, when we got back here she just went to her room and shut herself away from us. It's like she's trying to keep herself separate…"
"Level three!" the spiky haired boy exclaimed suddenly, and the other rapidly glanced over and mentally kicked himself for unwittingly allowing his companion to overtake him.
"That's it, now it's war!" Killua challenged as he sped up his actions tenfold.
Latent in the shadows behind the two boys (having just approached long enough to have overheard them converse about Misaki's apparent segregation from them), was the girl in question. She observed them with a magnetic eye as they bantered back and forth about the electronic game they were playing. In spite of herself, she almost giggled just a little.
'It's nothing personal, boys…' she covertly half-apologized as she continued to watch them.
Killua was now humorously attempting to shove Gon away from the machine with a palm on his forehead, simultaneously struggling to move the joystick with his non-dominant hand. Gon was having none of this without a fight, and he was fruitlessly venturing to push his own hand against Killua's mid-section in order to counteract the playful attack… despite his arms being just marginally too short to actually reach. This time a small, nearly untraceable smile did form in the very corners of her lips at the ridiculous sight.
"…It's just business," Misaki added resolutely, mentally finishing the thought as she retreated towards the elevator from whence she'd come.
Her face briskly returned to neutral. She would activate her En once more when she returned to her room to ensure that the two did not exit the hotel entirely without her knowledge.
Robotically, she opened her phone and selected the name "Haku K" from her contact list and typed in the text box:
"Long time no see/talk. I'll be leaving to the Volcanic Islands from Berraudney's main port tomorrow at noon with two young boys. We need a place to stay for an unknown period of time. Are you open to having house guests right now?"