@ALHAITHAMdnd Hiroki stops. His eyes well up with tears, which slowly trickle down his cheek.
"I'm glad you all are safe." His gaze shifts once more. "To stop the Pogrom, we must eliminate Mila Phantomhive."
@FREECSSdnd Killua giggled and followed Gon’s dance move. Eventually, they moved in unison and they danced in sync, better than your favorite boy groups.
@KILLUAdnd Gon could felt his cheek were burning, even at this moment, his bestfriend looked like a well-cooked shrimp. Red nose and cheeks, Gon giggled, nothing actually happened but they were having fun there. Gon started to move his hips, “popping bottles in the ice, like a blizzard!”
Ignoring the unusual atmosphere, he proceeded to stand in front of pasutri’s room and pressed his ear against the door to check whether the room was vacant or not.
“Huh? No one is here?”
He turned the knob.
“Huh? Unlocked?”
As he entered the room, there was a familiar sight.