Homeland of trash of gems

Chapter 9

Gon’s pov

Today was the first day that I would have a ‘nen session’, or so I called it.

I was being dragged out of my room by Machi. I knew I couldn’t get away from her but I still struggled.

As she was dragging me down the hallway she suddenly stopped. So I looked up.

Chrollo was standing in front of us staring at Machi with her staring back. Like they were talking to each other through eye contact.

I was suddenly yanked forward and handed to Chrollo. I stopped fighting and I didn’t know why.

I continued to look at the ground as I willingly walked behind him. We soon stopped at a door, but before he opened it, he leaned down to me.

I flinched at the closer contact with the man.

“Manners.” Was all he had to say.

I soon bobbed my head in agreement.

I looked up to him and saw him with the faintest smirks like he was proud of his accomplishment.

I didn’t get time to think about it because I was already being shoved into the room.

Feitan’s room…

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I awoke to the sensation of slapping on my cheek and sat right up on high alert. I relaxed once I saw it was Killua who was beside me.

“What happened..?” I groaned as I sat up.

“You were knocked out by Hisoka.” Kurapika said.

“Ouch.” Was all I responded with. It was always a word that I happened to blurt out instead of saying things I shouldn’t.

“Well anyways…” I start.

“Actually-” Kurapika interrupted, “-I was wondering if you and Hisoka knew each other? Because he was acting like he knew you.”

I visibly gulped as Killua narrowed his eyes.

“Y- Yeah we knew each other. He visited my Island once and we met.” I lied through my teeth.

Kilua’s pov

He’s lying. He’s good at it too, but when you’re as trained as I am. It’s easy to tell.

I was raised my whole life to see through lies and go through torture.

But why would Gon lie? It must be serious if he’s willing to lie.

But I trust him.

I got up and held out my hand toward Gon’s sitting figure.

“The second phase is about to start, let’s get ready!” I tell him.

He soon takes my hand as Kurapika and the old man start to walk toward the second phase gates.

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‘We all had totally failed!
That old hag failed everyone because of food!!’

My ranting was cut off when an older man landed in front of all of us, and when I mean older man I mean as old as my Grandpa!

The Osan introduced himself as the chairman of the Hunter association. He declared that the other old hag could not disqualify everyone so we would do something else.

We would go find the Spider Eagle egg.

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Me and Gon were watching the view from the plane. Well, he was watching the view. I was staring at him, taking in his features.

He had multiple scars that were now visible, ‘I guess he was wearing make-up or something. How did he get those though?’ I thought.

He had a scar around his neck like he had been hung multiple times for years, another scar that crept up his neck and ended on his lower right cheek, and yet another scar right under his left eye.

I could tell that there would properly be more scars underneath his clothing.

He jerked up, and I looked away to pretend I was looking out the window we were sitting in front of.

I suddenly felt an intense presence behind us and turned around to see nothing.

“Hello!” A familiar voice called from the opposite direction I was looking.

I turned to see the Osan, Netero, walking up. I narrowed my eyes at him and Gon did the same.

“I was wondering if you two would like to play a game with me?” The old man asked with a laugh.

“What game?” Gon asked beside me, perking up at the word game.

“Follow me!” The old man said cheerfully.

Gon got up, and I followed. We tailed the old man to an empty room with a ball in the middle of it.

As we entered, the old man picked up the ball and explained the rules.

“If you can get this ball from me by the time we arrive at our destination, you can become hunters right now and skip the rest of the exam.”

I decided to go first and use Rhythm echo. The old man had a look of shock within his features while Gon stayed neutral like he already knew it.

I soon attacked, swiping at him from multiple angles. He dogged every one, so I changed strategies.

I stepped back, deactivating Rhythm echo in the process, and dropped low to swing my leg at his ankles as hard as I could.

Once my foot made contact, a blast of pain went through my lower leg.

I jumped back and cradled my foot. ‘Is his legs made of steel or something!?’ I wondered with a pissed off demeanor.

“Tag me in Killua!” Gon's voice yelled at me with unhidden excitement.

I limped back toward Gon and slapped his hand. He soon walked forward and stretched.

‘He’s flexible.’ I noted, and when I mean flexible, I mean really flexible.

After he got done stretching, he launched himself forward for what seemed to be a frontal attack.

‘Idiot! You can’t do that when that old man’s stronger!’ I mentally called out to him.

By the unsatisfied look on Netero's face, he was thinking the same thing.

As soon as Gon had got close to the osan, he stopped and dashed right so fast that it was hard to keep up with.

My eyes widened in realization, Gon used that as a diversion for the osan to let his guard down.

It worked too, if the look of shock on Netero’s face was anything to go by.

As soon as it started, it ended with a thud.

I watched as Netero took one step back and Gon fell to the floor rubbing his head. “Owww! The ceilings way lower than I’m used to!” Gon whined.

I quickly was brought back from my daze and called out to Gon.

“Baka! We know you can jump high! No need to show off.”

Gon had visibly winced at the loud tone I had used. ‘I wonder why he had such a strong reaction..” I thought as Gon got up and walked back to me.

“Gomen’nasai!” Gon said to me in a tone that I’ve never heard him use.

He sounded scared....

Before I had a chance to question him, the osan called out to us, “You two can team up if you’d like!”

That was how we spent all night in an unwinnable game of taking the ball.