Killua's Difficult Struggle

The world was vast, so it was hardly strange for people to share the same name.

But upon hearing the name "Illumi," the first thought of the silver-haired boy named Killua Zoldyck was still to investigate it.

Even so...

He knew very well that even if Illumi came to Heavens Arena, he would never linger on the 60th floor.

Killua kept his hands in his pockets and looked toward the source of the voice.

There was a corner there, and beyond it was the prize exchange counter.

"Let's take a look."

Since he had to exchange his prize money anyway, Killua quickened his pace and headed over.

After rounding the corner, Killua looked straight at the prize exchange counter and saw someone just over 1.6 meters tall standing in front of it.

"So it's just someone with the same name."

Killua calmly watched Moyu's back.

How could his brother possibly appear in a place like this?

Even if he came, he would only ever suddenly appear behind him.

With that thought, Killua walked toward the counter, already looking forward to the prize money from the 60th floor.

He had been at Heavens Arena for some time now, but only today had he finally fought his way to the 60th floor.

All Killua wanted now was for the prize money to be a little more, because he was about to starve to death.

"Mr. Illumi, this is your prize money. Please take it."

As Killua approached, he suddenly heard the pleasant voice of the staff member behind the counter.

He looked over and saw the employee in charge of prize exchanges sliding an envelope full of cash toward that guy who shared Illumi's name.

From his angle, he could only see the other person's profile.

"He's not that old either."

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