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"But... I miss you," were the man's final words before he passed. Killua and I stood there in confusion, trying to figure out what to make out of the man's conversation with someone we couldn't see who he had called Itsuki. But one thing was for sure, I was going to do some extensive research on the boss, the person he mentioned, and their backgrounds.

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Suddenly, everything around us began to be set on fire- most likely due to the boss's nen becoming more prominent after death. Killua grabbed my hand, pulled me close, picked me up, and covered the lower half of my face with his hand. "Don't breathe in any of the smoke, I'll get us out of here," he said, carefully running towards the door we came in from. He opened the door and quickly shut it behind us. He stood still for a moment, and I looked behind me to see what he had stopped to see and- "Zuri. What the heck are you doing?" I asked my dearest best friend, who was now painting a picture of my brother and the dude from before- now shirtless. Killua covered my eyes and turned me back around. "What? They be lookin' good- I just had to paint them! Anyway, are y'all done now?" Zuri asked. "Yeah, but we have to leave, the place is gonna burn down," Killua replied. Suddenly the guy went wide-eyed, ran past Killua, and through the door. "What are you doing?!" Killua called out to him, to which he received no reply. Killua turned around and I was able to see what was happening inside the room (since Killua was holding the door open with his foot to see what the guy was gonna do). The guard blasted a path of ice through the fire and ran across it, somehow not slipping, towards the boss's body. He carefully picked him up and ran back, "You stupid idiot... you shouldn't set up near death things like that. What would you do without me..." he mumbled as he came back. We didn't question anything since we had to quickly run out of the building so we didn't burn along with it.

Once out, I had to ask two of the many questions rolling around in my head. "So then, what're your names?" I asked, towards the blue-haired guy. "Mizuki, and he's Ichiro," he answered, without hesitation, which was a bit surprising. "And erm... why'd you bother taking his body with you?" I asked. He hesitated for a moment before responding, "We've been close friends for a really long time... since the day we both began learning nen. When we both chose the hatsu we were going to have, he told me that he was going to set his up with a mechanic that set everything in a 3-mile radius around where he was on fire if he was near-death, leading to what's happening now. His body would've burned along with the building if I didn't take him. He also still has a pulse, so he's still alive," Mizuki explained. "Oh... I see. Well, we're going to ask the two of you some questions once we get him back to my place, Zuri will heal his injuries there," I said glancing over to Zuri, who looked at me and nodded.

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Mizuki helped Ichiro sit up in awe at how Zuri's paint basically revived the man who was, only minutes ago, dying. We had all made it back to my house- and since we couldn't bring an almost dead man on the blimp, I used Deck of Cards to put everyone except Killua in cards, and as before, Killua used Godspeed to get us home- since he hadn't used it all up during the fight. Though... as we finally made it to York New, it deactivated... so we kind of just walked the rest of the way back home. "Where am I..." Ichiro's eyes trailed around the room until they landed on Killua and me. "You! You two- wait why am I not... dead?" Ichiro asked putting a hand to his forehead, looking to the side he saw Mizuki. "Well, you would've died if I hadn't come to help you, idiot," Mizuki said puffing out his cheeks and looking away. "I'm sorry Mizuki... but you know I set that condition for a reason," Ichiro said, apologetically. "Whatever," Mizuki mumbled, looking back at us. "Well, anyway, it's about time I start asking my questions, and you two, mainly Ichiro, start answering them," I sternly said, clearing my throat. "First off, do you have any relatives?" I questioned Ichiro. He paused for a moment as though thinking about something, before shaking his head and turning to look back at me. "My family is deceased... minus my daughter somewhere out there," he softly said, seeming deep in thought. "What do you mean somewhere out there? Mind explaining?" I asked. "Back about what... 15 years ago? I had a friend who I had loved for 2 and a half years... I knew her for 4 years. I had decided that... even though she was married and even had a kid that maybe, even though it was a stupid idea, which I realized was stupid long after what happened, I could confess and she'd possibly return my feelings. But... as would normally be expected, she didn't share the same love I had for her, for me. And so, I got angry and frustrated, and for whatever reason, I decided that-