Dio kept his expression rigid, forcing himself not to give Netero a rude look as he said:
"Chairman, if you're really that bored, I know a pretty good game. It's called Greed-"
"Ahh~ So you won't help either, Dio? Whatever will little Cheadle do when the time comes~?"
Netero casually cut Dio off, lacing his hands behind his head and letting his gaze drift toward the ceiling, as though it had been nothing more than an offhand remark.
Dio: "..."
Age really did make people crafty. Dio was beginning to understand Cheadle's attitude toward the chairman-and was about to outdo her.
"Chairman, even if something really is going on, Cheadle doesn't need my help, okay?"
Dio spoke helplessly. Cheadle had always been the one helping him. Since when did a Triple-Star Hunter need help from a provisional Hunter like him?
Even turning the world upside down wouldn't make that reasonable...
Wait. Actually, there was something-and it was only two months away.
Dio suddenly gave the chairman a suspicious look. But he had already promised to help Cheadle with that, hadn't he?
"Not that matter. Something else. Cheadle probably hasn't told you."
Netero spoke lightly, as though he could read the future.
So what exactly is it?
Dio admitted that he was suddenly a little curious.
It's just playing a game with the chairman... It shouldn't take too long, right? Worst case, I'll surrender immediately.
Having convinced himself, Dio looked up at Chairman Netero, who seemed utterly unconcerned about whether he would agree, and said:
"Then I'll play with you for a bit, Chairman. But I want to hear the news first."
He certainly didn't want Netero suddenly saying halfway through, "I'll tell you once I've had my fun."
After all, Dio planned to play halfheartedly and then simply surrender. Netero