An interview - this seemed a death sentence to Gloves.
She stuttered and slurred.
Very unused to talking.
Not accustomed to sharing information.
But the old man - the Chairman - was polite and earnest.
Soon, he earned her trust.
He knew of her past, yet no judgment shone in his ancient eyes.
Gloves gave a wary smile.
Perhaps in this world,
There could be someone that'd accept her.
As she is,
Because she is Gloves.
|::|
"So, tell me, Yumi - or should I say Gloves. Why do you want to become a Hunter?"
"I want to find mama..."
"Alright, next. Which of the other applicants are you keeping an eye on?"
"Killua. He... he seems nice."
"And who would you least like to fight?"
"Hisoka. He frightens me."
"Thank you for your time, Gloves."
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