𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒;
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➤【 yandere adultrio x fem! reader 】
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, under the guise of a reaper, a woman applies to be a Hunter whilst trying to evade three killers who seem to want nothing more than for her to be...
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THE airship that belonged to the Chairman of the Hunter Association flew higher into the sky as it dutifully made its way to the Third Phase. The sun had long since sunk below the clouds as the blanket of night shifted over the sky, filling it with millions of twinkling stars. Reaper could not help but stare out into the vast array of space, eyes reflecting the shimmering balls of light that seemed so close, but in reality so far away.
She couldn't help but smile softly.
It's really beautiful.
After the final 42 applicants were properly introduced to Chairman Netero and his Secretary, Beans, it was revealed that they would arrived at their destination in the morning. Other than that, they had dinner prepared for them along with free time for rest and relaxation provided. Reaper was quite fond of the idea of an evening to herself, and decided to partake in the dinner that was specified to be serviced for the examinees.
"Hey, Reaper!" Gon cheerful greeted her as he came to a stop before her, Killua, as always, not too far behind. "Where are you headed?"
"The dining hall," she spoke, staring down at the boy. "Are you joining me?"
"No," Killua abruptly interjected as he dragged Gon away by the collar of his shirt. "We're exploring the ship, so bye."
"O-Oh, Killua! Wait!" Gon struggled, but ultimately could do nothing but wave sadly back at Reaper who did nothing but watch as they disappeared.
Turning to exit the room, Reaper halted in her tracks upon the sight of someone standing in her way. Glancing up, she met the familiar intense gaze of the pin man who had been staring at her during Phase Two. She said nothing as she stared into his pale, red eyes, instead merely sidestepping him so she could continue walking on. She could hear his heavy footsteps behind her, and from how he didn't even seem to be hiding his presence, she realized he wanted her to know he was still there.
Such a fact irked her.
In all honesty, he reminded her of Hisoka and his rather incessant presence.
Arriving within the dining room, Reaper flicked her gaze over the array of food set up, the meat, vegetables, and soup seeming to glisten under the desserts practically beckoned anyone with their sweet smell. Picking up some food and a cup of (F/D), Reaper sat down at a table in the corner, the pin man following her all the while. He hadn't said anything, and to her, it was like he was waiting until she acknowledged his presence. Her eyes drifted over his features, to the shock of purple hair that stuck out from the middle of his head, to his very long, and defined jaw. He was enigmatic, she could tell, but not to the point where she was interested—in hindsight, like she thought, just like Hisoka.
"Can I help you?" She finally asked him.
"No," he spoke, the first time she was hearing his voice, the sound oddly distorted much like her own, and despite his his answer, made no move to leave, instead continuing to just stare at her.
