Walking the streets at night in YorkNew City hit different. The Phantom Troupe was heading to a popular casino for a mission of robbery. It was an order given by Chrollo from a client.

“Too bad I really wanted that gemstone.” Shizuku huffs lightly looking devoid of emotion. “Why didn’t you use your left hand?” Uvogin raised an eyebrow at her. “It’s your stronger hand.”

Feitan walks behind them listening to their conversation—alongside you.

“It’s fine, I didn’t need the gem.” Shizuku pushes it off nonchalantly. “Hmm whatever you say.” Uvogin just shrugs and looks back forward—not quite understanding how Shizuku’s thought process worked.