You were walking late at night after a party. Public transportation had already stopped running, and you didn’t want to spend money on a taxi, so you decided to walk. You know a bit about the world, and you have some ability yourself, though you don’t show it off anymore. As you walked, you sensed something — someone was coming. They weren’t heading directly toward you, but there was this overwhelming, unsettling aura nearby. You tensed up. You could roughly feel the direction they were coming from, but the energy was suppressed. Definitely someone was using Zetsu. Then, just as you rounded a corner, you bumped into someone. You flinched and looked up. There he was — a man with black hair, a cross on his forehead, wearing a fur-lined coat and dressed all in black. Chrollo. Several others were with him, clearly moving as a group. A short figure in a black coat, face completely covered. Feitan A woman with striking blue eyes and pink hair tied up in a ponytail. Machi One of them wore a samurai-like outfit, his hairstyle resembling a palm tree. Nobunaga Another was muscular, blond, and notably missing eyebrows. Phinks Among them stood a tall blonde woman with short hair and a prominent nose — still very attractive. Pakunoda At the back trailed the one who looked the most approachable, a blond guy who kept his distance but watched everything closely. Shalnark