When The Universe Aligns: Chrollo x Y/N

'Was it useless though?' The young hunter contemplated. While yes, this whole ordeal could have been avoided if Wing had been transparent since the beginning, Gon also knew that Wing was a very calculated man. With all of his earned expertise, he most likely knew when to hold his P's and Q's to protect another.

'That has to be it, there's no other answer." Gon's eyebrows furrowed deeper, his mind set in stone.

Relaxing, Gon sighed as his body unclenched itself from the firm hold his thoughts had on it. He'd be satisfied with this conclusion for the time being. Only a few questions lingered after his epiphany:

What is Y/Ns true affiliation with Wing?
Why was Wing reluctant to tell us about her until now?
How was battling her beneficial?

The thinking made Gon's head hurt, but he was very sure of himself, "Cut him some slack Killua," the aforementioned boy scooted upwards on his armchair, taking an upside-down peek at his best friend, disgruntled looking ocean eyes meeting determined honey-browns, "I think he has a solid motive, although I can't be totally sure..." Gon tiredly smiled, fidgeting with his fingers. Kil groaned, his cheeks flushing slightly as he scooted back into the chair. He hated how the positivity sent unprompted shivers down his spine, he also hated it when Gon was painfully right.

"Yeah, yeah... Whatever you say,"