After I Married Killua

My name is Gon Freecss, and I'm a girl.

When I was eighteen, Killua and I got married, and we had a son in no time.

The Zoldyck family was overjoyed. From then on, they pressured us to make more babies.

Being pressured to have kids wasn't the worst part. The real problem was that they wanted to raise my son into a cold-blooded, ruthless, top-ranked assassin in the world.

So my son left a note: Mom, I've run away from home.

I tore up the note and, suppressing my anger, packed my things.

Killua hugged my waist and wailed, “Honey! Don't leave me behind! QAQ”

The bystanders kicked away their little stools, tossed aside their melon seeds, and all reached out to help me:

My former first love, a member of the Kurta Clan: “Gon, I'll take care of you!”

My childhood friend, the head of a ninja village: “Gon, come to our Hidden Leaf Village!”

Greed Island's mastermind and my adoptive dad, Razor: “Sweetheart, we've got plenty of money. We can take care of you for the rest of your life!”

Killua angrily flipped the table. “Get lost, you bunch of defeated losers! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ Don't try to mislead my wife!”

Theme: A worthy opponent makes a worthy general.