The dismantled bones were ground into powder and used to plant a pot of sunflowers, which were given to Gin.

Because the book said that the powder made from bones is most suitable for planting flowers.

That pot of sunflowers is blooming very well.

Give the other person exactly what he wants to do to him.

This is what his uncle taught him.

If the other party didn't use that reason to lie to him, he wouldn't be angry.

When Papa and the uncle found out, Papa was very satisfied and said to him, "Well done."

So Aito thought that this was something to be proud of.

Because he was praised by his family.

Leorio fell silent.

The winner of the competition on the central platform was also decided in an instant.

The boy with the same white hair dug out his opponent's heart in a blink of an eye.

He looked at the staggering figure trying to take back his heart, and smiled as he crushed the still-beating heart.

The swaying figure suddenly fell to the ground.

"Look, Killua is indeed a professional." Seeing this scene, Aito's tone was expectedly calm.

We are all professionals, so it is normal to be able to do this.

I almost forgot that I once said that I wanted to be a cold author.

The first day as a cold author again.
Chapter completed!