September 1.
Yorknew City's central plaza.
The air buzzed with voices.
Advertisements for the underground auction played on a loop across a giant electronic screen.
Jets of water sprayed from the fountain at the center of the plaza.
The sunlight was a little dazzling.
Luo Ye sat on the marble steps at the fountain's edge.
He held an expensive ice cream bar.
He licked it idly.
Gon and Killua stood beside him.
They looked around.
"That guy Leorio."
Killua impatiently kicked a pebble on the ground.
"He's kept us waiting here for half an hour."
Just as he spoke,
a burst of flamboyant laughter came from the crowd in the distance.
"Yo!"
"Comrades!"
They looked toward the voice.
A man wearing a flashy striped suit,
with a bright red tie,
and hair slicked back to a glossy shine,
carried a black briefcase
as he swaggered toward them.
Leorio.
He didn't look remotely like a medical student preparing for his exams.
He looked more like a nouveau riche who had just landed a windfall.
"That outfit of yours."
Killua took a step back in disgust.
"Which garbage dump did you pick it out of?"
Leorio ostentatiously adjusted the little sunglasses on his nose.
He paid no attention to Killua's mockery.
He walked up to the three of them.
He lowered his voice conspiratorially.
"Don't judge by appearances."
Leorio puffed out his chest.
"Over these past few months,"
"I've undergone a complete transformation."
He set his briefcase on the ground.
He sank into a horse stance.
He clenched his fists at his waist.
His expression turned serious.
It even looked a little contorted.
"Watch closely!"
Leorio shouted.
He squeezed his eyes shut.
His cheeks flushed red with effort.
Several veins bulged on his forehead.
Just as Gon and Killua thought he was