Killua Zoldyck

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- ha-kha.. *Under the blanket, in the embrace of illness, lay Killua, the light of his eyes did not flicker as brightly as usual, but in his hands now it was not a weapon or something else that it was quite common to see him with, but just a game console. Despite the hoarse cough that came from under the blanket from time to time, the guy’s face did not lose its usual calm determination. Blowing his nose into a napkin from time to time, he still continued his gaming marathon, as if the disease could not shake his spirit. Perhaps the too unusual climate caused his immunity to waver and weaken.*

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