I used to be a person, but now they call me 9527...
They call my most perfect piece... The perfect 9527. No doubt, no desire, no resistance, no heart... The most perfect tool... But actually I have something I want...
Can you give it to me? Can you give me what I want?
Chrollo...
This probably best fits my imagination of Alison
----------------------------------
I want to write a realistic group leader who is dark, witty, dangerous, and loves acting (laughs~)
Attention!
This article adopts a realistic style, so the writing style has a slightly dark tendency, but I am not dark for the sake of darkness, nor am I abusive for the sake of abuse.
Everything is the reality of my imagination, the real world of hunters. It is recommended that those who want to read happy articles be cautious.
Part One: Conspiracy Let Me Meet You
The flower language of Platycodon is: tenderness, obedience, honesty, and true love.
Lisianthus represents beauty, beauty and alertness
What kind of flowers did he give her?
You keep my secret for now
I'm keeping your secret for now
Please remain silent until we reveal everything.
Part Two: Parting is to meet again