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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗧 𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗥 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗚𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗧 𝗨𝗣.
He looked to the side to see Killua walking inside with his hand over his stomach. The boy furrowed his brows and called out his name.
"Killua..?" He whispered softly as the silver-haired boy turned around slowly holding his stomach in pain. "Hm?" He hummed, "Are you okay..?"
Killua nodded his head, "Mhm."
"Are you gonna speak?" Gon asked, "Nmh hm.." He shook his head as his friend facepalmed himself. "Well..get some rest okay?"
"Okay." Killua then trailed off to his room, still holding his stomach. The green-haired boy stood in the living room confused as hell wondering what in the world —
was this dude's problem...soft footsteps snapped him out of his thoughts as Y/n crossed her arms leaning against the counter... "Who're you talking to? Is Killua back yet?" She asked,
