The words caught Gon off guard, his brow furrowing slightly as he considered them.
He'd been so hyper-focused on Milo, on the inevitable clash he'd been anticipating since the tournament began, that he hadn't given much thought to the other possibilities.
There were only four competitors left now: him, Dina, Milo, and Sera.
Statistically, it was an equal probability of drawing any of them as his opponent, a simple one-in-three chance that could just as easily pit him against Dina as anyone else.
But the idea didn't settle in his mind the way it should have.
He felt a certainty, deep in his gut, that things like this always worked out a certain way, that his next match would be against Milo, the most fitting end to the drama that had been simmering between them since before the tournament even started.
