Two Worlds: One Fate [Killua x Reader]

Extra 8

Third Person's P.O.V

Another month later...

Pleasant weather allowed them to spend much more time outside of their house.

"I wanna do the water divination test already!! Dad, just do it in the easy way and open every micropyle in our body just how your master Wing did!" (S/n) insists. It's the first time Killua has seen his son this thrilled.

"I don't recommend it yet. You guys don't even know how to fight." Answers their pro-hunter dad.

Just like every other days, these three used their private backyard for their own convenience, whilst bonding them closer.

"Bring it on!!" The high-pitched and sweet tone of his daughter was far from intimidating. Not to mention, her amateur stance was full of openings.

"Yeah sure.." Killua stood still and smirked in bliss as (Dt/n) swings her feeble punches right on his stomach.

"Impossible... That's 80 percent of my strength." The little fighter gasped, backing off. "As expected from daddy!" She wipes her sweat, trying to imitate his badass father by looking sharp. "It's been a while since I've flipped my switch on." She may be frail in reality but her spirit is far from a loser.

"Prepare yourself, Killua!!" The unathlectic girl charges an attack, trying to kick her dad in the face. However, she was still too short, and her skills pales in comparison of her brother's.

Did she just addressed me by my name?  He awkwardly scratched the nape of his neck. She's like her petite and powerless mother when I first met (Y/n).

"Take this! And this!" She kept going with her inept moves which she personally thinks makes her cool.

Unfortunately, her serious play just made the two males swoon internally.

"Tch. He's too powerful. I'll be back in a second." She sprints back in their house, bailing from the match. "Moommmyy!!" Shouts their lively child, asking for help.

. . .

"Just ignore her and teach me first." (S/n) deadpanned.

"I can kill two birds in one stone if I trained you both at the same time." He sighs, patting the impatient boy.

"Hmph! Then at least give me advance lessons!" The brat runs back inside.

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"Killua!!" Their kindest neighbour arrived in the scene, dropping off groceries like their errand boy. "I knew you guys would be behind your house." He grins.

"Gon!!" His best-friend meets him by their 5 feet, wooden fence. "Go around and get inside the house. Thanks for buying us supplies from time to time. You know I could just do it myself. Don't be such a busy buddy." He laughed, receiving some goods.