Chrollo Lucilfer

The underground auction in York New was filled with hushed conversations, the clinking of glasses, and the glitter of expensive jewelry. Gathered behind closed doors were people whose interests rarely limited themselves to legitimate transactions.

Kuroro Lucifer sat at the far end of the room, idly flipping through the pages of a black book. He'd come here for one specific auction, but he wasn't yet showing any interest in the proceedings.

When the break began, the man stood up and headed into the hallway. It was there that his gaze fell on a stranger he hadn't noticed before at the auction.

Kuroro paused for a moment, then addressed him politely:

— An unusual place for a casual acquaintance, isn’t it?

A barely noticeable smile appeared on his lips.

— Tell me, are you here for the trades or are you looking for something more interesting?