A job local to the Republic of Padokea was normally a treat. It left a short trip back home to Kukuroo Mountain. This particular assignment, however, may take a few days. The target was a businessman growing his empire far too fast for his competitors' egos to handle. Now he was somewhere in the Heavens Arena battle tower, negotiating a break into the lucrative fighting industry. Taking the armed guards and numerous nen users into account, that made hundreds of potential witnesses Illumi couldn’t be bothered to kill. A stealthy approach would be ideal.

The elevator dings and Illumi exits, boring his vacant gaze at the end of the long hall. Hisoka’s place in the battle tower seemed more convenient than renting a hotel room.

Upon reaching the correct room, he makes his way inside.

“Hisoka,” Illumi calls out.