Kamifubuki [Kalluto Zoldyck Shorts]

1. training

"Illumi-nii said that?"

"Well, not exactly, but you get the idea~♥︎," Hisoka closed his eyes and smiled, his chin resting on his palm. He sat on the forest floor while Kalluto resided on a tree branch he had jumped onto in surprise of meeting him. "But he did tell me to train you."

"I see." The boy bowed respectfully, "I look forward to being under your care."

"Hm," the man hummed in response. "We'll see how this turns out then~♦︎. You're a Manipulator, so the type opposite of yours would be—"

"Transmission?" he interrupted, a bead of sweat forming on his brow. Setting his jaw, his eyes avoided Hisoka's form.

"Correct~♥︎!" The magician smiled sweetly once more, rising from the ground. "And it just so happens that I'm a Transmuter. Now, no need to be afraid. Come down."

Kalluto couldn't prevent the fear and anxiety that consumed him as Hisoka spoke those words. Frowning, he heeded his command.

He was mid-air when he was sent flying through the two trees behind him.

"Sorry, Kalluto-chan," Hisoka licked his lips as he towered over the limp and aching child before him, "but I won't be going easy on you~♠︎"