With that, Cordis flipped over and returned to Wing's home.
He had spent more than two hours with Shalnark.
It was already past seven in the morning, and at Wing's urging, Gon and Killua got out of bed, yawning and rubbing their eyes.
The moment they opened their eyes, they saw the puddings in front of them.
They were children, after all. Their eyes lit up at the sight of the delicious puddings.
They immediately reached to open the packaging, unable to wait.
But before their hands could touch the lids, someone snatched the puddings away.
Gon and Killua looked up after the vanished puddings and found Cordis staring at them with a stern expression.
Neither of them had realized the danger they were in.
They clamored and stood on tiptoe, trying to grab the puddings Cordis held above his head.
Cordis reached toward their foreheads and gave each of them a flick.
These flicks were nothing like his usual gentle ones. They hurt so much that a large bump rose on each boy's forehead.
Clutching his forehead, Killua pointed angrily at Cordis.
"What was that for, idiot?!"
Meanwhile, Gon crouched on the floor, rubbing the spot where he had been flicked. He looked miserable, unable to understand why Cordis was angry so early in the morning.
He was still such a kind, gentle big brother yesterday!
Holding both puddings in one hand, Cordis bent down to look at the two boys, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Why didn't you two go to sleep last night?"
When Killua realized Cordis seemed genuinely angry, his earlier bravado vanished.
He stood there with his head lowered. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he had been made to stand there as punishment.
Gon stood up at the question and answered as though