okaasan ; killua z.

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chrollo-san, has recently ordered me to become a floor master to enhance my strength, as if i'm not one of the strongest members of the troupe.. maybe there's an expensive artifact at the top i could possibly steal~ that'd be nice to have more jenny..

the bullet train softly bounced after every few seconds, it almost made me want to fall asleep. too bad i was holding onto one of those metal bars, what were they called again?.. too bad i had to stand around for at least ten more minutes.

if i recall, feitan had suggested to keep a low profile, it'll be bad for me to cause a ruckus for the price on my head. damn those assassins.

even if it felt like only thirty seconds, i had already arrived at my destination. i quickly registered at the front desk, earning the number 2273. soon enough, my number was called out. i walked to the large battlefield with many fights going on. it was as if there was a lot of boxing matches going on, but not with only fists.

i locked eyes with my opponent, waiting for me on an empty platform. once i stepped onto the platform, i could immediately sense how weak the man's aura was. the tall man obviously underestimated me and stated, "don't worry little girl, i'll end this quickly!" i sighed. "we'll see about that, sir." i shrugged.

the referee blew his whistle, signaling the match has begun.

i quickly ran to meet with the man's face, leaping up, i'd be lying if i said it didn't look like i was teleporting. i gave a simple tap on the forehead. the poor opponent that i ended up with, collapsed to the floor.

"and as that concludes our match, miss y/n portor has won!" the referee exclaimed. he had handed me a ticket to go to floor 130, i declined it. "please send me to floor 50." i said, in my ordinary monotone voice. the referee hesitated at first, before handing me a different ticket. "s-sure" he stuttered.

i decided to get a drink with the jenny i had gotten from winning a match. i turn around to see hadn't recognized. "did you see that h/c-haired girl? she tapped him on the forehead, and he collapsed!" the green-haired boy exclaimed. i stared at the boy, quite surprised by the compliment actually. "thank you?" i reply while walking up to him. "oh! you heard me talking about you, didn't you? Sorry if I offended you, i'm gon." he introduced himself. "erm.. nice to meet you, gon. i'm y/n portor, as you may know. who's he?" I ask, pointing to a snowball-haired boy.

His hair seems rather fluffy, like a cotton-ball. "ah, that's killua." gon smiled. killua looked at me and says a quick, "nice to meet you, or whatever." i nod, signaling that i obviously heard him. killua seems.. stronger than gon, but he's quite weak. "hey, gon, when's your next match?" i ask gon, tilting my head. "we haven't signed up for one yet, actually," Gon shrugged. I reply with a small grin, "you're pretty positive, gon. it's quite nice though." Gon tilts his head in confusion. "eh?" gon questions. i let out a small chuckle, killua following after with one of his own.

"let's go sign up for a match, shall we?" i ask the two boys. they nod in response. we head over to the desk to sign up for a new match. after a few minutes, gon was called up. i was left alone with killua. "ne, killua, i'm assuming you've been with gon for quite a while, how strong is he?" i ask, tilting my head. "he's mostly strong in the agility region. pretty stubborn though. he never gives up." killua says with a small chuckle. i nod, mentally taking notes "why ask?" killua rose a brow. "no reason, just..was curious." i say, quite blankly. killua shrugged. he was called up for his match. i asked him if i could go watch his match. "sure." he responded. i went to the stands, i see gon coming up next to me. "amazing, you seem to beat me at everything so far, y/n." gon pouts as he sits next to me. i let out a small giggle. "let's watch killua's match."

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"that kid gave you quite the trouble, hm?" i tease killua. he scoffed, "whatever, miss pOrtOr." i look at killua with an unsatisfied look. killua just gave out a small "eheh" in response. gon taps killua shoulder saying, "killua, why was that guy so tough?" he shrugs in response, "he probably had some technique. that kid just kept on getting up no matter how many times i hit him." do they not know nen? no wonder they look so weak. "i overheard that zushi kid's conversation with his master though. his master said something about ren." killua whispered.

"nevermind that, let's go to the next floor." i say as we walk over to the elevator.

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[ cough cough,
timeskip to 200th floor.. ]

as we headed up the elevator, i looked around the elevator, quite fancy. we arrived at the 200th floor. we were greeted by Hisoka. i was surprised at our encounter. i grin, "hello, hisoka-kun,"

"konbawa, n/n." hisoka smirked.

"n/n?" killua and gon sweatdropped.

oh, right, them,

"oh, right.., hisoka-kun? it's pointless to give them the test. they don't know nen ." i shrug walking to hisoka with a blank look. "it's always fun to try." hisoka says with a wider smirk, sending ren towards to the boys. i give a disappointed sigh. "youre gonna kill them if you go any longer, stop it." i order. hisoka stops. "way to ruin the fun, y/n-san." Hisoka says with a bored tone. "tsk, you must've scared them half to death." i say walking over to gon. "i assume this is the green-haired boy you've been talking about?" i examine gon's stunned figure. he looked confused. hisoka nodded. "no wonder you say it's not time yet. he's still extremely weak. he has some extreme potential though." i bluntly state looking back to hisoka. killua and gon were rather surprised by the word weak. i turn back at gon and killua. "i've asked zushi's master to teach you nen already. wing, his name was? you should head over to him." i comment.

killua and gon sigh as they nod.

[ published; aug. 17 2020
revised&edited ; feb. 13 2021 ]