[13.2]

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Floor 200;

Gloves faltered.

It was her first time meeting Hisoka.

And she was afraid.

Deathly afraid.

And that's when Gloves melted away again.

Hisoka always knew how to scare the real person out.

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Yumi blinked, surprised to see Hisoka again.

She was even more shocked by the control she had over herself.

Gloves had slithered off to who knows where,

And for once, Yumi was glad.

She knew she didn't need Gloves.

But it was so much easier.

To push the pain,

The suffering,

The guilt.

Onto someone else.

And as she caught Killua's eye.

She noticed that he was grinning at her.

As if...

He could tell.

But, how could he?

Yumi never told him.

He wouldn't understand.

No one would.

Because Yumi refused to acknowledge her problem.

To Yumi, Gloves was not another personality, but rather.

A whole different person.

One that could never be Yumi.

Because Yumi was a good girl.

There was no way she's a killer like Gloves.

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