Another Passing Day ＊ REVISED ＊

Chapter Twentyone ＊ REVISED ＊

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Arietta
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Realizing I'd forgotten clothes quarter-way to halfway through the trip, I groaned in annoyance. This was just what I wanted. Starting to make my way into the shopping mall, I noticed a familiar aura from the rooftops...

Silva? Was he on another mission all the way out here? No... This presence... It was much too weak to be Silva, but who-wait... He did say he had kids didn't he? One of them could be here for all I know.

Continuing on with my shopping trip, I ignored the aura and bought some clothes. The meager space in my leather bag could barely hold the two outfits alone, but I still fit in some small snacks.

Taking a deep breath, I used my Nen to jump into the air, avoiding normal people's sight and trying to disguise myself even slightly. Perhaps I should drop in on gramps... Nah, he'll be really mad if I drop in without any warning. Maybe on the way back home; so long as I make it home.

A liquid-like substance pulling on my leg surprised me, pulling me down to the ground quickly with a loud thump! I looked up to see my attacker, noticing a boy with fuchsia hair standing to my left.

"What are you doing, twerp?!" I growled angrily at the boy.

"This is the Zoldyck property, you know~" He had that flirty and adult-like voice at such a young age, but I wasn't taking crap at this point in my journey.

"I know," I snapped, "Why else would I be here if not to murder Silva?" My voice was slightly joking about Silva, but I was serious about murdering someone.

The boy gave me a menacing glare, and I returned it, "They decided to attack one of their own, so I came to interrogate him." I decided it was best not to indulge the strange boy with too much information. He seemed mad enough as is.

Using my Nen to propel myself up in the air to escape the sneaky child, I arrived at the walls. They were much too high for me to jump over, so I took the hard way. Pushing the doors dramatically, I entered the Zoldyck residence, only realizing that there was still woods and a path to tread on and through. My feet dragged a bit as I decided to save my Nen for when I actually met them.

Silva's aura was getting closer to mine, and I could almost feel the anger boiling inside of him. He seemed to not like that I was here. Does it not bother him that his sister killed his brother? No, it only concerns him that his deceased brother's wife is visiting him without notice. Why would he ever be disturbed by something such as death? That's ridiculous!

"Arietta. What are you doing here?" His voice screeched, 'Annoying! Annoying!' in my ears.

"I'm here..." I started weakly, my eyes no longer able to hold back the tears, "I'm here to find out why."

The man with long golden-silver hair came up to me and gave me a hesitant hug, engulfing me in his giant, solid muscle, and very uncomfortable arms. It was strange to have him show his emotions like this. He never was a real big touch person, never let me hug him-not even when I told him that I wanted to welcome him as a sister and friend.

"He's gone." Silva muttered without explaining, leaving me worried.

"How?"

There was a long period of silence as I waited for him to collect his words. During this time, I realized that he had seemingly grown up, gotten over his former argument with me about our children and lifestyles.

"Killua... Died for you."