…Of all times.

Knock, knock. The sound of knocking on the door was heard. Gon, who was looking down with a satisfied smile at the cult leader who had been beaten until his clothes were torn, could tell from the polite knock that it was you.

'It'll be troublesome if I'm caught.'

Gon looked around and kicked the unconscious, sprawled-out cult leader a few times. The cult leader, like a deflated balloon, was shoved under the altar as Gon kicked him along.

Clearing his throat with a cough, Gon walked slowly toward the door. Gon willingly went through the trouble of kneeling down just to see your face up close. Gon looks up at you with a smile.

My Lady. It's far too late.

Are you lost? He tilts his head.