𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ;; 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙠𝙖, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤

𝟑 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

「 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 」

Being a Pro Hunter has its pros and cons. Cons are that you're extremely busy being booked by male clients whom are either snobby, paranoid, nosy, or even sadistic. As much as you enjoy violence, cleaning up the mess after isn't exactly your favorite activity. Pros are that those clients pay you a good amount of money and they would usually give you extras because of your attractive looks. You took offense at the first few tips they gave you but now have gotten used to it. Men are so easy.

You migrated to Yorknew City today, on the behalf of your own personal research. You decided to espionage the auction held earlier next month. Had you understand disguising as a female member of the mafia community is tough seeing how the industry is dominated by the opposite gender. You relied again on your looks and pampered yourself with a small shopping sesh to flatter your appearance.

"Can I try this on, please?" You asked for assistance. Your hand moved itself and it decided to tug a dress on a mannequin. It was a black dress, made out of silk. By the first glance, you were eager to try on your favorite material.

The employee responded to your request and lead you to the fitting room as well. You swiftly closed the curtains and automatically undressed yourself.

The black silky dress was enamoring. It was simple but enough to steal the show. The deep v-cut complimented your chiseled collar bones and slightly exposing the cleavage. The invisible side hems effortlessly hugged around your waist, supporting your hourglass figure. Your excitement failed to suppress a squeal.

You took home your new cocktail dress with a velvet black choker. You couldn't wait to wear them next week.

-

You arrived at the designated building. Commoners know nothing about the auction as it was only rumored among mafia members. A valet assists you as you were welcomed into the building by a duplicated ID Pass. You were ready to see what was in store.

"A table for one, please," you said to a young male usher at the venue.

"F-Follow m-me," he said. His eyes wandered upon your body but instantly looking away. It seems like your sex appeal was already manipulative enough. This dress was a wise choice.

-

"Well if it isn't my favorite Zoldyck!" Hisoka exclaimed while throwing both of his hands towards Illumi's shoulders. Illumi caught Hisoka's hands before they had the chance to grip firmly. Hisoka smirked from Illumi's fast reflexes.

"Act nice, Hisoka," Chrollo commanded. He sat down and opened one of his books.

"Relax boss, he's an acquaintance of mine~" Hisoka winked at Illumi. Illumi gave no effort to bat an eye for him.

The two men sat next to Illumi on the same table. Unfortunately, it was the last table available inside the event. Just by his luck, Illumi was placed next to two familiar faces in which one he despised and the other one his family despised.

"It's the first time I've seen you in a suit, Hisoka."

"Oh? What's this~ are you complimenting me, Illumi?" Hisoka muttered with a wide smirk on his face. He loves teasing Illumi even if he never succeeded to fish out a single emotion from the emotionless man.

"No."

"Ah, you're no fun Lumi." Illumi still consistent in not donating his glance to Hisoka nor Chrollo ever since the conversation happened.

"You know, I could sense you ever since I stepped inside," Hisoka hummed holding a glass of champagne on his left hand. He placed his right arm to support his cheek and laid it on top of the table.

"95 points for a person is quite high-"

"Oh?"

Hisoka suddenly froze, unable to finish the sentence he started. A ferocious smirk quickly took over his lips.

"102 points. Stronger than any of us,"

Illumi and Chrollo's eyes widen. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. That point is among the range of a Zodiac, could there be one in this auction? They both face Hisoka, who was trying his best to suppress his 'excitement'. He lightly tapped his cheeks with his right arm as the individual gets closer.

"She's coming, she's here~"

"Who's here?" Chrollo asked Hisoka. Although he portrayed calmness on the outside, Chrollo wasn't easy with the idea of having an unknown strong person in the auction.

"This is the last table that I could take you to, miss," the usher bowed to you.

You glanced over the people sitting down on the table you were assigned to. You startled. A man with a greenish headband and two well-known faces stared back at you. Eyes were lit up starstruck to the sight of your dress, except for the ones who belong to the one in the headband. He was fixated on your pretty face.

"Are you sure you don't have any other available tables? I can sit with those men over there," you folded your arms, squeezing the chest and defining your cleavage line. The two starstruck adult men were having the time of their lives.

"I-I'm sorry miss but the regulation here is to serve each table with the maximum of four people only. This is the last table with one remaining seat," the usher explained to you.

You took a deep breath and listened to the terms. There was no point in arguing with an usher. You will risk blowing your disguise. You convinced yourself that this was for personal research and you're committed to undergo any circumstances, even the inconvenience ones. You sat down on the available seat, right next to the man with the hairband.