"Second Brother!"
The moment he stepped off the stage, a little white cat pounced on him.
Coleman deeply felt that his acting still wasn't convincing enough.
Tsk, how had he gotten carried away teasing one little kitty?
Well, this was great. Now another little white cat had latched onto him.
Without mercy, Coleman peeled the cub off himself and said righteously, "You still have a match!"
Stop thinking about clinging to your brother all the time. Your brother gets tired too.
You're so heavy. Learn to stand properly on your own!
"Why are you here?" Killua's eyes sparkled as he began rummaging through Coleman's pockets.
He wanted to find the desserts Second Brother had secretly stashed away.
As Coleman stopped the wandering paws, he scolded him, "You should be checking on the friend in your hands, not running over here to steal your brother's precious snacks!"
Illumi had been keeping a very close eye on him. He hadn't been allowed to sneak any little cakes these past two days.
Though that was because Illumi thought it would be utterly embarrassing if someone from a family of assassins died of diabetes.
Killua thought about it, then shook his head. "Second Brother's aim was obviously precise, and he even gave him medicine..."
So it was more important to come over and get some information out of Second Brother.
For example, had Eldest Brother come?
Though it was a little immoral, Killua felt that compared to Kurapika, who was being "looked after," his own life, which was about to be "judged," was a bit more important.
After all, Illumi never showed mercy when he made a move!
Killua leaned close to Coleman's ear and muttered, "Did that person come? He didn't follow you here, did he?"
Killua: He hated brothers with no sense