【ａｐａｔｈｙ】{A HxH x [Gojo] OC story}

Chapter 3

WARNING: Cussing

Chapter 3: [ Falling x Off A x Cliff ]

"We're done!!" Menchi yelled.

"No one passed the test..."

"Are you kidding me?!"

"Does she really mean it?"

"No way, is this the end of the exam?"

"Enough of this nonsense!!"

"There's no way that I will accept this." The same man punched his grill, as his head was burning with anger.

"We will not change our minds about failing you." Menchi put her hand on her hips.

"You two wanted to eat pork, so we put our lives on the line-" The man protested.

"Didn't I say to use the pig to make a dish that satisfies us?" Menchi retorted. "But nobody prepared anything delicious at all!! None of you cooked anything special or interesting except number 117! She's the only one that truly deserves to pass!!" Once again everyone looked at the white-haired girl pulling down her cloaks hood trying to cover her face as much as possible.

"Pork dishes are all the same, right?" The bald ninja shrugged.

"Say that one more time if you dare to!!" Menchi grabbed the ninja's scarf. "If you say anything idiotic again I'll kick you in the fucking nuts!! Damn you! I don't want to hear anyone who can't even cook a pig properly!" The green-haired hunter sat back down. "My conclusion is that only one of you passed. That is, number 117. The rest of you didn't even make any efforts or had the guts to try something new."

"Shut up!!" The man who had thrown a temper tantrum exploded. "My goal isn't to become a chef or a food critique!! I won't accept that I lost to a blind little girl-" 

Sora's hands made over to the man's collar lifting him off the ground. "The fuck did you say, old man?" She asked.

"That there was no way I lost to a blind little girl-"

"Blind? Say that again and I'll gouge out your eyeballs so that you won't be able to fucking see ever again, do you hear me bitch?" Sora threatened.

The man gulped and nodded hastily. Sora huffed and dropped the man on his butt and went off to regroup with Gon and his friends.

"Besides, my goal is to become a Bounty Hunter!! A mere Gourmet Hunter has no right to judge me." The man continued.

"To bad it's us mere Gourmet Hunters who are the examiners this year," Menchi scoffed. "I hope you do better next year."

"Damn you, stop messing with me!!" The man's face turned red as he clenched his face, ready to punch Menchi in the face.  But his attack got blocked when suddenly, Buhara step between them and punched him in the face, out of the blue. The punch was strong, that it sent him flying in the air and hit the wall.

"Buhara, you should've stayed put." Menchi grumbled.

"But if I hadn't done anything, you'd have put him in his grave." Buhara pointed out.

"That's true." Menchi replied to him, as she got up from her seat, two knives could be seen on her hand. "Let me be clear..." She walked down the stairs, and towards the applicants. "In search of our ingredients, we Gourmet Hunters are used to coming face-to-face with vicious beasts," she threw her knives into the air and tossed them repeatedly. "As for our fighting skills, we had to master them despite our lack of interest. Every hunter knows some martial arts. You lack focus and desire to be creative." The knives stopped in her hand when she grabbed it, the number of knives increased. "And it fails you to become a Hunter!" She said, pointing the knives towards the applicants. Their mouths gaping, as their eyes widen watching her in awe.