one mask ⟶ kurapika x kny!reader

3 ⟶ mysterious package and [redacted]

a few months ago, a long and secured package arrived at the zoldyck manor testing gate. your name was handwritten on the off-white label. a few calls were made, then it was delivered to the mansion itself. to be mentioned, no name as to who sent it. it sat with precision on the wooden coffee table in the large living room. the butlers surrounded the room carefully, staying vigilant of the box -- watching the carboard exterior like hawks eyeing their prey.

one of the butlers escorted you and the present zoldyck family members: killua, milluki, kalluto, and kikyo, into the area. the others were busy.

you made your way towards the seating area -- you watched as the butlers eyed suspiciously towards the box, furrowing your brows, you asked,

"what's this?"

"master [y/n], a stranger merely dropped this box in front of the testing gates and left without a word -- zebro called and informed me of this suspicious activity, your name was written on it, so i believe it is best to leave this responsibility to you." gotoh, a respectable butler, explained as he lifted his hand and brought his lenses up to the bridge of his nose. his sharp eyes eyed you and the box carefully.

you could only nod in response as the other zoldycks remained quiet; although, kikyo, about to object for the safety of the manor, you brought your hand up to silence her -- your gaze sharpened at her direction, simply to not hear an idiotic accusation. she gasped silently, her mouth slightly left ajar.

killua took a few steps forward -- being a curious child, he decided to sit next to you, eyeing the box as well. your gaze shifted to read the label,

"i see... so nobody in particular, i have not acquainted with anyone outside of my home, so who..?"

your younger brother noticed the hardened look of concentration displayed on your face, and he too, tried to understand. you, on the other hand, deep in thought, had your hand on your chin, simply trying too hard to remember. but that's when --

"oi! [y/n]! just open the damn thing!" milluki was on his toes, but keeping a safe distance next to his mother and younger brother. this snapped you out of your thoughts.

"can you shut up fo--"

"[y/n]!" your mother prevented you from going on any further.

you sighed,

one of the butlers handed you a portable knife and you positioned yourself to move forward, grabbing the box with your non-dominant hand, you tilted it, so when you open it the knife's shiny blade is facing towards you. you carefully slid the blade across the clear tape, cutting off the remaining seals on both ends. you placed the knife down to the side of the coffee table, then maneuvered your hands to open the flaps of the cardboard box. the individuals in the room watched closely, making sure it was not a threat -- because they do imagine the worst possible situations -- peanut-shaped styrofoam was coated to the top of the box; as you dug down and made a mess, you found something wrapped in a worn-out brown cloth.

"huh."

"well? open it!"

"i'm getting there, killua." he made a small hehe with his trademark cat face.

you felt the surprisingly rough cloth with the tips of your two fingers, and then unveiled it. there laid two matte-black scabbards.

"woah!" both you and killua simultaneously gasped.

"holy shit. i--" you picked up both scabbards and stood up, they felt heavy, but it felt right. you placed one down and untied the red cord incasing both parts of the scabbard together, doing the same to the other.