Is It Time Yet? (6)

“You want me to use her? My daughter?” Again Ibrahim asked, this time nearly roaring.

His expression told them that he hadn’t even considered that option yet, someone rather pushed his beloved youngest to the edge of the hill, eagerly so.

Watching the overprotectiveness displayed by the leader of the lion tribe, he felt a weight on his chest and gently placed his hand on his left chest.

To him, Black Shadow was someone of value. He became an emperor despite the resistance from the facility. Black Shadow was also the one who saved Hisoka from his darkness.

So of course, Black Shadow would be treasured.

But, to Hisoka, he wasn’t a high-ranking emperor or the almighty Black Shadow. To him, Black Shadow was his brother. Even though he identified himself as a man, in his eyes, Black Shadow was Shadow and Shadow was his beloved little sister.

“It is so nice.” He said abruptly.

“Excuse me?” Ibrahim, who couldn’t read his mind, freaked out from the sudden change of mood.

The tension that