❀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏ ʏᴇꜱᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ ❀ (ʜxʜ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴄʜᴀᴘ 19 -ᴍʏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ɪ ɢᴜᴇꜱꜱ-

I stared at the scene in front of me with a blank face, much different to my group's horrified expressions. 

They're acting like someone just murdered their entire red eyed special clan just to put their pretty eyes on display.

I heard grease fest talk in a raspy voice as he told Killua to give him back his heart. Yeah. He can totally do that. The sound of his bare feet hitting the pavement came to a stop, though it was quickly followed up by his whole body falling to the ground. 

My eyes caught a glimpse. A glimpse of that nasty grease filled hair. Though that wasn't even the worst part. Did I... did I just see something move in his hair? Does he have lice too?! Before I could think, my eyes trailed over his knotted hair to get a better look. That was a mistake. 

I quickly covered my mouth with my palm as I gagged. 

I looked away, focusing my eyes on a crack in the wall instead.

'Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it.'

I heard Killua talking in the background about winning and crap with the prisoners, but my mind was too focused on going haywire at the moment. 

'I'm gonna throw up.'

I don't recall what anyone was saying after that cause I was busy actually throwing up over the edge of our platform. And once again because of the plot being focused on something major, no one noticed my distress. 😃

Don't worry though. Since my head was low to the ground Bōshi jumped off and onto the pavement next to me before she had to cling onto my hair for dear life like she usually does.

"Congratulations."

'What the-.'

I was rubbing off my mouth with a cloth I conjured up before I tossed it over the edge. Following up that I also summoned a plastic water bottle, chugged it, and tossed it over the edge of the platform too.

Littering is bad kids.

The speaker to the room was speaking again with Lip speaking on the other end. "Though the odds seemed to be against your group, you managed to win anyway, quite the achievement." My eyes landed on the speaker as the voice came out of it. 

I don't know why. But I for some reason am very annoyed with this man already. He probably chews loudly. 

"Before you move on though, I have an offer to make." Those words made the rest of my group perk up. "Originally, I planned to just have five people in the same group on the tower so it would be easier to settle the odds, but then I thought. What if during the arena time, we have an extra battle." He chuckled. "Just to raise morale and for good old fun."

Kurapika's brows furrowed at the words, already having an idea what the man meant. Leorio on the other hand, was an idiot.

"What?! We won and you're making us do another battle?! That wasn't in the rules!" He complained loudly at the speaker. "Don't fret." Lip spoke up again quickly. "It's not going to be a forced battle, just one if your remaining player agrees and mine as well." Leorio growled, clenching his fists at his sides. "Why would we-!" "Leorio." He was firmly cut off by Kurapika, causing the man child to pause, glancing back at the blonde. "He says remaining players. Meaning he doesn't mean us." The man blinked, furrowing his brows. "Remaining players? Everyone's already fought though!"

Love you too Lay-oreo.

Kurapika sighed and gestured over towards where I was sitting.

Leorio blinked before looking over. He tensed up as his eyes met mine. "No. We're not making Y/n fight for no reason." He hissed. "I didn't say we were." Kurapika shut him down quickly. "I simply am explaining the situation to you so you follow along."