[This is a beginning I wrote four or five years ago, and I found it after cleaning up my computer today. Then I looked at it and suddenly found the passion I once had, so I decided to continue writing. I've almost forgotten the hunter plot, so don't complain if there are any bugs.
Hisoka:
He licked his lips excitedly, and his gray-blue eyes were dyed with a light golden color, "Let's have a fight and bet on each other's lives."
A telepathic card passed by my ear and cut off a few strands of hair. I looked at him and asked expressionlessly: "Is this interesting to you?"
He didn't speak, just looked at me with wide eyes, and suddenly covered his mouth and laughed. The smile was so open and wanton, like sunshine... Dazzling.
Il fans:
"You should have some pursuits in life." Yi Mi looked at my empty eyes and tried to impart his ideas to me, "For example, Jiuni."
"What's the point of being a nun?" I asked him.
Yi Ermi tilted her head and said expressionlessly: "That's a pursuit, it's fun."
Chrollo:
He suddenly raised his head, "Annie, do you believe in God?"
"What... Is God?" I turned to look at him and asked seriously.
Chrollo didn't answer my words, just looked out the window.
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