Chapter 63: At the Arena

"Killua, since Sora has finally arrived, why don't we tidy things up properly?"

"It hasn't been bad from the start!"

Gon sighed deeply; his friend was sulking hard, and he had no persuasive power to bite back his own words.

He had originally thought Sora would go to report the exam results to his master and then come find them immediately, but he had been entrusted with a troublesome task, and the work itself had been cleaned up. Even Gon could understand that he would get angry if he delayed any further, though he felt frustrated by the fact that it would take nearly a month to complete.

However, Killua's anger was entirely out of jealousy, Gon continued, wondering if he could do something for Sora and Killua himself.

"That's not true; it just so happens that Kurapika's birthday is coming up, and I have a promise to Kurapika, so I'm working hard to fulfill it."

"Sora also called to tell me to watch the stars on Killua's birthday. If Killua's birthday were coming up, he would prioritize Killua over Kurapika."

However, Gon's words had no effect on Killua; Killua was somewhat frustrated because, although he was dishonest, he had prioritized the opponent he had been looking forward to all along.

"... Isn't it three months early? It doesn't matter, yours is in a month."

"Oh, already. Don't hit me eight times..."

In the end, Gon, who was born in May, was congratulated by Sora in front of him, complaining quite unreasonably.

Even Gon, who was supposed to be one of Gon's greatest weaknesses and strengths, didn't know how to give up.

Just then, two boys were suddenly hugged from behind.

"Killua! Gon! Long time no see!! I missed you!!"

They were supposed to be waiting in front of the Arena entrance, but before they knew it, they had already entered the Arena.

"Sora!"

"!?"

"Ahaha, sorry, I came earlier than the scheduled time and wandered around inside until the meeting time."

The two people hugged by Sora turned their heads, and Sora answered with his usual smile.

As usual, Sora was the same as Gon knew and remembered, but for a moment he looked like someone he didn't know.

As soon as they met, he knew she was a rare beauty who possessed both male and female qualities, but just realizing that Sora was the type who could tell at a glance if she kept her hair long.

Killua realized the same thing, perhaps even more shockingly than Gon, as he didn't voice the complaints he thought would pour out in machine-gun talk when he met Sora.

Gon looked at Killua like this, continuing the conversation while Sora hugged him, leaving Killua by his side for the moment, thinking he would be relieved once he restarted.

"That's right."

"Yeah, that's right, but before I contacted you, I discovered something that would interest you..."

"Curious? What did you discover?... By any chance, did you meet Hisoka?"

"If I find him, sorry to you guys, but I'll go all out! Or rather, he doesn't know I'm coming!?"

"That's right. I didn't say Sora would come, but I think Hisoka definitely thinks Sora will come too."

"... Wait, how long have you been hugging me!!"

After a long time, Killua rebooted, and just as Gon expected, trouble was constant.

I was happy to finally see Sora, but I was angry that I didn't come to see him, and I was embarrassed that I kept hugging myself. Especially since Sora not only hugged Killua but also hugged Gon tighter, not letting them escape.

Both Gon and Killua knew very well that he was a person with intense physical contact, for better or worse, but he also knew very well that he was not the type to be obsessed with people he didn't like, so it must have been an outburst; not just Gon, but Killua was also confused for a moment, but for some reason, Sora looked away and said something somewhat difficult to understand, "Sorry."

Of course, Killua, who couldn't afford it in many ways, couldn't respond to Sora's inexplicable request either.

"I don't understand what you mean! You're joking!"

Gon also loosened Sora's restraint and looked behind him.

Sora's outfit today was so unexpected; he hugged the two of them without biting the bullet and showing his face.

"Sora! What's with this outfit!?"

The outfit itself was a hoodie and shorts.

When it came to Sora, the image of a jumpsuit had already been created, but if that were all, it wouldn't be particularly surprising. Especially since he was wearing shorts inside the jumpsuit, I thought it should be "It's already April, wearing a jumpsuit must be hot."

The problem was, what was surprising was that the hoodie and shorts were completely feminine.

The hoodie was white and light pink-bordered; although this alone was a cute design that a man wouldn't wear, the hoodie also had a decoration imitating rabbit ears.

The shorts weren't the simple denim shorts Sora wore inside his jumpsuit, but a cute black pair with pink ruffles at the hem.

Looking closely, the socks Sora was wearing matched the shorts, with the same design, over-the-knee socks with ruffles at the hem. Her thighs created an amazing Absolute area.

There were no sneakers that looked easy to move in, nor were there boots that looked sturdy enough for both offense and defense. These were cute short boots with high heels and large ribbons on the back.

It would be no exaggeration to say she was wearing women's clothing, but it was completely, completely different from what she wore as a woman.

She had a pop and punk style, so it would be strange to say she was a beautiful woman, but Sora's age was relatively unknown, not just her gender, so no one would hesitate to say it, and there wouldn't be any complaints. If that were the case, that person's aesthetic sense must be extraordinary.

"Ah, uh... hey... I know it doesn't suit you, so don't stare at me too much!!"

Moreover, unexpectedly, he himself was an exception.

Seeing the two's reaction, Sora blushed and shouted, but Gon's honest reaction was, "Why is it like this?"

So, of course, Gon spoke honestly and frankly.

"That's not true! It's really cute and suits you very well!"

"No, no, no, no! My master fell from the sky! You're acting like an idiot at your age!!"

This was self-deprecating, equivalent to picking a fight with a relatively large number of women, but Gon, who knew why Sora avoided femininity and couldn't realize this, strongly denied Sora's words.

"That's why it's not like that! If Sora kept his hair long, he wouldn't look like a man at all, so it really suits him, it's really cute!

Oh yes! Kurapika! Let Kurapika see it!! She said she wanted to see Sora with long hair; Kurapika would definitely suit her, cute!!"

"Please stop! If I get dragged by Kurapika, I'll really cry!"

"Why is that!?"

When the atmosphere became tense and Sora mentioned the name of the person who made him grow his hair, Sora was in tears, stopping Gon.

However, Sora did not let his persecution mania run wild without reason.

"Because Killua has been frozen for a while! Can I cry!?"

Gon looked at Killua and discovered that Killua was still frozen just as Sora had said.

But of course, this was Sora's paranoia; Sora's clothes didn't suit him, to the point that he pulled him down and turned him into Stone. Or more accurately, where did your usual insight go? It's impossible at that level.

Although he didn't know much about Killua and Sora, the blushing and stiff Killua knew that Sora's makeover was a heavy blow, thank you very much.

However, Gon shook Killua, urging him to start again, because that person didn't understand anything and was really about to cry.

"Killua!"

Startled by Gon and stared at by the teary-eyed Sora in front of him, the unfrozen Killua replied.

"... Cu... Cute... You don't look good in what you're wearing! You idiot!!"

"Why are you being so mean here!?"

Gon's true intentions came out, but in Gon's view, it was meaningless and even counterproductive.

"So that's it! Thank you!!"

"Sora too!"

However, perhaps it was because Gon's direct "cute" shout made me embarrassed, or perhaps I wanted him to clearly say "it doesn't suit me" instead of being dragged to the point of petrification, Sora gave a stupid answer, and I was scolded by Gon too.

Killua was disappointed that Sora hadn't come to see him, but Sora appearing in an unexpected outfit shocked him, and for some reason, he felt very embarrassed about her wearing such an outfit. Seeing her angry, he didn't feel like scolding her anymore; after finishing his shout with meaningless stubbornness, he returned to his usual calm.

"... Seriously, why are you dressed like this? What? A punishment game?"

So, while guiding Sora to the room in Heaven's Arena, I asked a rather basic question with a reproachful look.

Honestly, I felt he was a lot like Gon, so I didn't think it was a punishment game, but he seemed to have been listening to stories while frozen, and I imagined the possibility from the phrase "Master's choice." It was rejected when proposed.

"No, I like it, but it's not like that..., it would take a long time to explain, but in short, it's a disguise."

"A disguise?"

"... Is it a countermeasure against Hisoka?"

Gon replied to Sora with a parrot-like mouth, still blushing and keeping his head down.

But of course, this was wrong. Well, it was 180 degrees different from my usual image, but it wasn't covering my face, nor was it covering my signature white hair, so if I looked carefully, unless I looked from a very careful angle, I couldn't fool anyone at a long distance. I knew that too well.

"That's not it either.... If he ignores me, then dressing like this is worth it."

Saying this, Sora sighed deeply; if the emotions contained within it were quantified, it would weigh over 100 kilograms.

"Until about two years ago, I was a fighter here."

"'Eh?'"

Killua and Gon pointed at the ground, pointed at the Arena in the sky, involuntarily raised their voices, and widened their eyes.

"About the first year after separating from Kurapika, after being picked up by my master, I spent the first year training Magic to become a familiar skill and learning the common sense of this world. Around the time I reached my point, I couldn't believe it, so to earn some money, I trained here for about a year."

Remembering that being able to fight "just in case" was good for me, but I didn't want to die, so no matter who the opponent was, I couldn't relax. That's right.

Regardless of the 200th floor level, if you are below that, you are definitely much lower than me, and you remember that 'coat', so you will never die, so every time my master matched me against an opponent's ability, "Don't use your right arm." I was forced to fight with obstacles like "fighting with Absolute," and that is how I discerned the opponent's ability and how I adjusted to it based on that ability."

With this explanation, they understood why Sora was here, and the two raised their voices in unison, saying: "Ah, I understand."

However, I didn't know why I had to "disguise" myself just because I came to Heaven's Arena again.

"So? What is your reason for disguising yourself?"

So when Killua asked and urged him to speak first, Sora held his head and sighed deeply again.

What on earth did this woman do here? Sora looked at the slightly worried Killua and said.

For some reason, my blushing face unknowingly turned pale, and I looked into the distance.

"... Hehe, even if I say it myself, I was a too excellent fighter. I wasn't undefeated or invincible, but I was a female fighter here who could be said to have nothing, so I didn't want to be noticed. Maybe it's because we were Together, but... we became a bit too famous... enthusiastic... or rather... we had some annoying fans.

Whether it was bystanders or fighters..."

"... That... how do you say..."

"Good job?"

It was difficult for Killua and Gon to evaluate Sora's foresight.

Apparently, she was active and a freak two years ago. Perhaps because it was two people, his expression was gentle, but if speaking from a distance, the complexion was so blue, then he was definitely not a "fanatic fan," but "stalker" level.

"... Yes, thank you.

Anyway, it's been two years, so I think most of them are gone, but it would be troublesome if I were discovered like this, so I decided to change my image a little."

With this explanation, all the reasons for the "disguise" were finally cleared up, but this time the two of them realized the biggest flaw in Sora's "disguise" at the same time.

"... I mean, if that's the case, isn't that outfit very dangerous?"

"That's right! Sora is dressed so cute, if he is discovered and noticed by dangerous fans, he will be more dangerous than before!!"

With Sora's ability, not just ordinary spectators, most of the martial artists on the 200th floor were probably a piece of cake, but even so, Gon and Killua frankly stated that Sora's current appearance was definitely too attractive for stalkers. For some reason, Sora's gaze became even more distant because of the two's words.

Seeing the two's confusion at the reaction, Sora put her hands on their shoulders and said.

"... Gon, Killua. Please remember this.

Women are the most terrifying things in the world. A girl in love is truly terrifying."

""Over there!?""

Unexpectedly, this was a disguise to deal with female stalkers, not male stalkers.

If you listen to the story carefully, Sora at that time was learning to endure, so she didn't use Direct Death, and to avoid being seen by others and filmed into videos, she almost always wore goggles in the Arena and during the time of the matches.

Although her gender was unknown, if her face was hidden like that, her gender could only be judged from her clothes, but her usual clothes were mostly men's wear.

It is easy to imagine that Sora, wearing her usual suit and goggles, was a brave and mysterious fighter, the exact opposite of the current Sora.

If such a Sora were to compete with an opponent much larger and more muscular than herself, it would be no surprise that they would be excited even knowing she was a woman.

Rather, because she hid her face, her imagination was stimulated, and people expected her to really be a man.

"... I have always been pestered by magicians like Hisoka, but ordinary women are more troublesome. No, when I showed her my ugly chest, she said I was a woman, but that angry guy said, 'You lied to me!'"

"It's fine!" When I prepared to accept my master, I really cried, even though I'm not good at it...

Seriously, women are scary. Super terrifying."

Neither of the two could interject, "You're a woman too."

That is because Sora was very afraid, and warned them not to be afraid of women.

It seems that me dressing so bashfully is also the image portrayed by my followers; if I became the opposite of "dignified and mysterious masculine Sora," I would notice. It seems he chose this disguise hoping that if he were caught, he would feel disappointed.

However, since he thinks it "doesn't suit him," he doesn't seem to realize the possibility that "even if you can eliminate female stalkers, male stalkers will appear next time."

To prove that Gon and Killua's worries were not groundless, many fighters, spectators, and male staff in the arena had been looking at Sora for a long time.

Especially since many people looked at her thighs for the second or third time, the Absolute area was dazzling, and her hips, beautifully exposed in the tight fabric, caused Killua's mood to gradually drop.

Gon sensed that Killua's mood was getting worse and decided to change the subject, so as not to let Killua say "it doesn't suit you" to Sora again.

"Come to think of it, Sora knew about the 200th floor from the beginning because he is a fighter here.

Why didn't you stop us from going to the 200th floor without knowing anything?"

The topic I suggested changing was something from about a month ago.

Sora called me almost once a day; although he knew very well what profession Gon and the others were in at the Arena, he knew nothing about "Nen." Don't say anything to Gon and the others who were just about to go upstairs.

At the time, I felt that Sora didn't know that the fighters on the 200th floor were all Psychics, but if he had known, judging by her personality, she definitely would have stopped her. "It seems we can go to the 200th floor!" Sora replied to Gon and Killua, I remember clearly, just saying, "Yes, that's right. Good luck."

Looking back now, it wasn't just a word of encouragement, it involved some things, but the next day, Gon didn't listen to Wing's advice and was seriously injured. Of course, I also remember that I had put down the thunder and preached to Killua. Gon didn't stop it firmly, and because of that, both of them had completely forgotten.

"Ah. If there were another Mr. Wing, I think it would have been better not to stop him, so I didn't stop him... just like Hisoka, you fought against Mr. Wing's suggestion. If I had known you were stupid enough to do that, I would have stopped you."

To Gon's question, Sora answered while staring at Gon's right arm, which was still hanging in a triangular bandage.

The arm that should have been diagnosed as completely healed within 4 months is now almost completely healed, but what Gon did is truly unforgivable.

Thus, Gon apologized again, "I'm sorry," just as he had done on the phone a month ago.

"Hmm? Could it be, you know that old man with glasses?"

Part of Sora's habitual way of speaking bothered me, so Gon's preaching wouldn't jump onto me, so Killua brought it there.

What Sora said was indeed Wing, but since he came to the 200th floor to teach, the situation was a bit different.

However, Sora was worried that Wing would stop the two of them from going to the 200th floor for baptism without protection, so she chose the most likely possibility.

This woman, if she isn't sure, she wouldn't send them to the extremely dangerous 200th floor, so rather than relying on Wing's personality learned over the phone, she had met him before and touched him, which is more natural to think.

And Killua's prediction was correct.

"Yeah. Or rather, I didn't know anything..."

"Oh? Gon-kun, Killua-kun. Hello."

He interrupted Sora's simple affirmation and added some information; the person who had just been talked about walked over with his disciple and called out to him.

The two turned around after being summoned, and Sora immediately hid behind Gon and Killua. However, Sora, who was nearly 170cm tall plus heels higher than usual, of course could not hide.

Seeing Sora make such a meaningless move, Zushi, who was seeing Wing for the first time, widened his eyes. It wasn't just Sora's eccentricity that left him dumbfounded; perhaps he could also easily imagine that he was captivated by Sora.

Then, Wing also noticed Sora and asked with his round eyes behind his glasses.

"... Could it be Sora-san?

"... Yeah, even if it's not. I mean, I know this really doesn't suit you, so please don't force me."

"No, why would you do that?"

To Wing's completely unexpected question, Sora burst into paranoia and answered, making Wing even more confused.

During that exchange, Zushi's ice was thawed, and he asked his master.

"Master, do you know each other?"

"Ah, yes. You can call me an acquaintance, or more accurately, a younger sister and a disciple."

"Senior sister!?"

Wing's answer not only surprised Zushi, but also surprised Gon and Killua at the same time; conversely, Wing was also startled.

"Eh? Could it be you didn't say anything?"

"Yeah. I was just about to speak."

Just as the senior and junior brothers were chatting like this, Gon was convinced, and Killua looked at him as if he didn't like something, thinking: "That's why I didn't stop him..."

Apparently, on the first day, when he learned that they had met Zushi and Wing on the phone, he seemed to be thinking, "Oh, I don't have to tell you just in case."

Or rather, Wing was just surprised by Sora's unexpected appearance, and she had no doubts about her being here, which might mean that Sora contacted her senior when hearing Wing's story, I guess he would keep asking what to do when I was away.

Because Sora's Magic Circuit, the method of Cultivation, and the use of Aura are almost completely different from ordinary Nen users, the explanation that it is not suitable for teaching others does not fit; even so, Killua, who neither hates Wing nor can trust Wing, but still hopes Sora will teach him as much as possible, felt that he didn't like Wing again.

For him, who still didn't know that the training of "Nen" was the "Hidden Hunter Exam," not even telling me about the existence of "Nen" at the beginning was part of his dissatisfaction.

Although Zushi felt uneasy about Killua, who was accumulating childish dissatisfaction, he could not detect the reason because their relationship was shallow.

"If you are the master's junior disciple, then are you your own senior disciple?"

"Hmm? What do you think? If you compare it to a blood relationship, I'll be an aunt. I don't know if there is such a thing as an aunt's disciple?

I mean, I haven't greeted you yet.

Nice to meet you. I am Sora Shichiori. As Mr. Wing just said, he is your master's younger sister, and the two of them... well, maybe they are their guardians?

Nice to meet you. Is your name Zushi?"

Looking at Sora, who bent down slightly to meet Zushi's gaze and smiled faintly, Zushi blushed and greeted him somewhat nervously, saying: "Oh, Osu! I am Zushi!"

Killua's mood also dropped further because of that exchange, but Sora, who was impeccably beautiful and could be seen as a woman at a glance, and who hadn't drawn the rare tilted blur, was Zushi's. Because she was "a beautiful and kind sister," the awkward and nervous exchange, because she didn't notice Killua's behavior, and thinking that Killua would explode again, Gon was terrified, Wing. Unlike Gon, he was confused by the unexpected side; Killua, who he thought was so calm and composed that he couldn't possibly be a child.

Watching the reactions of the people around him, regardless of whether he knew the reason, he stared at Zushi for a long time with eyes the color of the night sky, and patted his bald head as if to praise him.

"Yeah, the Flow of Aura is beautiful and calm.

As expected of Mr. Wing's disciple. I know very well that it is stable and will definitely accumulate experience and grow. At this age, you can call it a genius."

Suddenly praised, Zushi was startled and stiffened again, but he was full of swelling, and sensing the killing intent piercing him, he hurriedly spat out a humble word.

Sure enough, he seemed to have guessed all the reasons why Killua's state was being disrupted by this bloodlust.

"No, no! That's not it!! I'm still just wandering around the 50th floor, and when I'm not a Nen user, Killua-san can't do anything!

Killua-san and Gon-san are even more amazing!!"

This was humility, meant to make Killua feel better, but it was not a lie.

This was entirely Zushi's true feeling, his true intention, and his words were mixed with a touch of complexity.

To these words, Sora replied indifferently.

"They are both amazing, but don't imitate them. I think Gon would certainly understand, but Killua can't either. I am the type of person who misses opportunities."

"I'm sorry!"

The bloodlust rushing toward Zushi turned into pure annoyance following Sora's words, striking that person directly.

The anger was so intense that even if it wasn't murderous, there was a feeling of skin-crawling, but Sora frowned, wiped it away, and said, "Yeah, sorry."

Sora continued to talk with Zushi, leaving Killua alone.

"The two of you are indeed amazing, but that doesn't mean you aren't amazing yourself.

You are a completely different person from Killua and Gon, so it is important to acknowledge the greatness of others, but don't feel inferior or look down on yourself because of it.

Zushi. You are truly great, and like Gon, you don't skip the order and take good care of the basics, but unlike Killua, you are an amazing girl who won't give up even if the chances of winning are slim.

If you don't accept yourself like this, you are insulting the self that has worked hard until now."

Saying this, I patted Zushi's head again.

Zushi just listened to these words, looking at Sora with round eyes.

I listened to those words directed at me, words that affirmed and acknowledged everything I have had so far.

Wing smiled as he looked at Zushi, then gave a wry smile at the sulking Killua again, and said to Sora.

"Wouldn't it be better for Sora-san to teach them more than I do?"

"Ahmmmuri. As you can see, I am still not good at 'teaching'.

Besides, Wing-san and Zushi, do you have any plans for tonight? If it's okay with what I'm making, would you like to eat rice with me?"

Sora immediately denied Wing's words and quickly changed the subject.

Killua, who had been appeased by Gon, scoffed at this story.

"! Hey! Don't decide on your own!"

Since Heaven's Arena is a tourist attraction, there are various entertainment facilities and restaurants besides the Arena. For one's own health management.

And these meals are easier to cook than eating out.

So, although Sora had promised to cook in the private rooms of the fighters above the 100th floor of the Arena, and although they were small, there was a kitchen there, but they were not strangers. No, Killua shouted. Angry at being suddenly invited without their permission.

At Killua, Sora tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Can't I? I want to hear about your situation from Wing-san and Zushi."

I wanted to say no.

If I revealed my childish jealousy and said no, Sora would surely grant my wish.

Even considering this, Killua was helplessly cold and ruthless.

He couldn't say "It suits you" or "You're cute" like Gon. However, I held back my sincere wish.

"... I told you not to decide on your own without listening to what others have to say."

Wing and Zushi were about to restrain Killua's Sword technique, and Killua was angry again, but in the end, although Killua was provoked, he put down his spear.

This situation had been going on for a long time, but after seeing Sora for the first time in a long while, he realized he was more like a child than before.

I felt like I would throw a tantrum and hit someone with that frustration, just like I did after the game with Netero after the Hunter Exam airship, but I absolutely didn't want to do that again. Why Killua said, "I'm going to sleep. Wake me up when you're ready to eat," and tried to return to his room, ignoring Gon and Zushi's attempts to stop him.

However...

"Killua, wait a moment."

I didn't want to be reminded that I was still a child, I didn't want to see my undeveloped weaknesses, and most importantly, I didn't want to vent it on the person I wanted to see. Hugged me.

I hugged him and said to the stunned Killua.

"What do you want to eat?"

Asking for dinner with your usual smile.

A bright smile as usual, as the name suggests, just like the blue sky.

"You only gave me the apple pie I gave you during the second exam, Kalluto, and the Valentine's chocolate.

Say it. As long as you're not crazy, or your nutritional balance hasn't collapsed, I will prioritize your requests while I'm here."

I didn't want people to think I was a child.

I didn't want to show my undeveloped, weak side.

I didn't want to hit eight.

These things couldn't be done at all, but the biggest reason was that the woman who couldn't do it accepted all of this and laughed.

Pampering Killua, who couldn't be honest.

I still had feelings to express.

I wanted to question who was more important, Kurapika or me, and I wanted to complain about why they praised Zushi first instead of us.

However, if I said that, I could see that Sora would be in trouble.

Rather than embarrassing her, confusing her, and then having to hear an answer she didn't want to hear, even if Killua wasn't sitting next to her like this, Sora should give her a hug. Killua chose the time he was willing. Looking at himself, and being pampered saying, "You are important to me."

... In the end, as Sora said, he mocked himself as a coward who wouldn't fight unless he was sure of the odds.

While mocking himself, he swore he wouldn't let Sora do as he said.

"The overly cautious type, if the chance of winning is low, he doesn't fight, just watches, and instead misses the chance to win."

Killua swore that he would not lose the chance to win and lose his place by not performing.

"............ Curry."

"This is the royal road; alright, I'll make something delicious."

For the time being, I obediently eat what I want to eat.

Do not waste the time Sora gives you.

"Alright, I'm going to buy some ingredients.

Mr. Wing, follow the luggage porter."

Hearing Killua's request to eat, Sora forcibly pulled Wing's arm and walked away.

Killua shouted again: "Hey!"

Following behind Killua, Killua, Gon, and Zushi, who for some reason looked gloomy, said, "I'll be back once I've finished shopping, please wait in my room," and left the scene.

By the way, neither Wing nor Zushi said "let's eat together."

Well, I am not particularly dissatisfied, so I am fine, and Zushi naturally has no complaints, but I am worried about Killua's sullenness; this is not a straightforward understanding, Wing asked Sora, "This is good. Do you want it?"

"Mr. Wing."

However, Sora did not answer his senior's question.

"I will take care of Gon and Killua, so you keep an eye on Zushi."

Sora ignored Wing's question and gave him a Hard order.

To these words, Wing did not answer but asked back.

"What do you mean?"

I do not answer, because I do not need to.

Their relationship is short and cannot be called deep, but the words Sora said with his clear blue eyes made him doubt if he was lying.

As the name suggests, Sora glared with sky-blue eyes at the towering Heaven's Arena they came from.

"I want to know what happened after I retired......

That was probably... the fusion of about six people, the 'Heart of the Reaper'."

Arriving at the Arena, Sora found him before he could even contact Gon and Killua.

Sora's outfit this time is the casual wear of Casko from Fate/EXTRA CCC.

Actually, I have long wanted to have Sora cosplay the character Tamamo, and this time it was finally realized.

I know that ignoring the worldview and Sora's personality will only make readers faint due to my self-indulgence, so I don't think there will be many opportunities for Sora to cosplay.

Or rather, Sora doesn't like skirts, and most Heroic Spirits wear dirty clothes, so there aren't many clothes Sora can wear in the first place......

So if anyone is looking forward to it, I might only cosplay as often as I am sorry, but if you don't wear a jumpsuit, you might think it's a cosplay of a Tamamo character, and you might not be wrong.

Currently, I am considering the cosplays for Sora to do are the casual wear of Mordred from Apocrypha, the casual wear of Jeanne (Laeticia) from Apocrypha, Ko-Gil, and Mysterious Heroine X.

Well, the problem is only clothes that don't ignore the worldview and clothes that Sora would wear.