"Mr. Ging, why not spell it out? Other than money, I can't think of anything I have right now that would be worth your attention."
Dio openly admitted that his foundations were lacking and humbly asked Ging for guidance.
"That trick you pulled just now-how did you do it? Can you tell me?"
Curiosity was written all over Ging's face.
Just moments earlier, after leaving the building, he had habitually reached for his pocket when a slight change in weight caught his attention.
Sure enough, after rummaging through his pocket, Ging confirmed that an ancient coin from the Parthian Empire he carried with him had vanished at some point.
I couldn't have forgotten it, and there aren't any holes in my pocket. So someone stole it...?
Ging fell into thought.
If it had been done through sleight of hand alone, Ging didn't believe anyone in the world could steal something from his pocket right under his nose.
That was how confident he was in his own abilities.
Since it wasn't sleight of hand, it had to be a special ability.
After carefully recalling his entire day, Ging finally pinpointed the time the coin had gone missing: when they had been trading verbal blows over the rules.
So when he returned to the conference room and caught the recovered coin, he wasn't surprised.
He was just a little taken aback that the person who had taken his coin was this student of Cheadle's.
Looking closely, this Dio was probably even younger than Dog had been when she earned her three-star rating. It seemed her title of "youngest Three-Star Hunter" would soon belong to someone else.
The corners of Ging's mouth lifted, as though something amusing had occurred to him.
With Cheadle's personality, she'll really hate that.
*But she'll have to accept