Hunter x Hunter: From Obtaining the World to Beyond Heaven

"..."

Diya sat on the sofa, staring blankly with her mouth agape, a look of confusion in her eyes.

What was she just saying?

Did I hear that right?

At that moment, he even considered quitting the internet to focus all his energy on studying that sentence.

Your Highness, are you awake?

"what?"

Dia hesitated and made a confused sound.

"Oh dear, didn't you understand?"

Directly in front of Diya was a large bed covered with fine silk, with a frame made of high-quality nanmu wood, giving it an elegant and antique feel.

Mu Muze lay on the bed, wearing a white nightgown, propping himself up with his right hand supporting his head.

Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her elbow onto the pillow, and her delicate, lovely face seemed to convey a speechless expression that said, "You don't even understand this?"

The warm overhead light cast a cozy yet not overly intimate atmosphere in the room.

In fact, although the man and woman were alone in a room, nothing romantic happened during those few days.

Mu Muze would call him over every day to chat and build a relationship. Sometimes he seemed to want to do something, but he was too shy and stammered.

This gave Dia the feeling of watching a live galgame broadcast.

But today seems a little different?

"...It's not that I don't understand, it's just that what you're saying is too strange."

Dia pinched the bridge of her nose, looking troubled, and asked:

"How could Poker possibly like you? What proof do you have?"

Yes, yes!

Mumu Ze sat up seriously, adopting a duck-sitting posture, and held up one finger, saying:

"The most obvious thing is that I've been asking you to come and chat with me these past few days. Even though we're completely innocent, Poker just seems really unhappy."

"Is it possible that she likes me?"

"Dia said calmly."

The purest warrior, still speaking the most straightforward language.

The room was quiet for a moment.

Mumu Ze was stunned for a moment, then said angrily:

"What are you talking about? How could that be? I have evidence."

"evidence?"

Upon hearing this, Dia became interested:

Tell me in detail.

“Look, you stay here every day, so have you ever noticed how Poker treats you when you go out during the day?”

"...seems quite indifferent."

"Yes, but she was very attentive to me, showing concern for my health. This preferential treatment is the evidence!"

Mumu Ze finished his argument with great confidence:

"So, Poker must have an unusual sexual orientation. Doesn't her usual tomboyish style prove that?"

Miss Poker's reputation has suffered another blow.

Diya thought to herself silently, but said perfunctorily:

"Relationships are complicated, so don't worry too much about it. Maybe Poker is just having a temporary moment of weakness. Okay, you should get some rest."

"Oh."

Mumu Ze didn't really care, casually said "oh" and lay back down.

Isn't it normal for a prince to be loved and adored by others?

Diya turned off the lights in the room and silently sat back down on the sofa.

As usual, Mumu Ze fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow with exceptionally high quality, his speed of falling asleep was nothing short of perfect.

After some time.

The sound of rain pattering against the window came from outside. Tiny raindrops pattered against the window like beads, creating a soothing white noise.

As usual, Diya couldn't fall asleep, so she took out her phone and started reading the latest news.

After a moment, he put down his phone and pondered:

Although there has been no official announcement, the lockdown is essentially in place. New Delhi is now completely inaccessible, and it's clear to everyone that the next step will be a complete ban on entry and exit.

The question is, why do this?

According to Delia, the first production line for amvirizumab has been basically completed and will soon be able to produce the first batch of drugs. Following the established procedures will allow the epidemic to be contained while waiting for a vaccine to be developed. Why resort to lockdowns?

The key issue isn't whether or not a city should be locked down, but rather the timing of the lockdown!

Instead of locking down cities in the early stages of the pandemic when the situation was truly under control, they pulled this stunt when things were almost completely ruined. Calling it a case of locking the stable door after the horse has bolted is an understatement.

Given Nasby's decision-making abilities, would he really make such an awkward decision?

Diya silently rejected this possibility.

At the same time, he thought of another thing that had not been widely publicized:

'Prince Benjamin has made a high-profile announcement that he will return to New Delhi, vowing to stand with the people to the death. At the same time, the second, third, and seventh princes, among others, who left New Delhi and even Kakin during the pandemic, have all announced their return...'

This bunch of rotten fish and shrimp is also ridiculous.

Did you go abroad at the beginning of the pandemic, and then rush back after the situation deteriorated?

These two things seem unrelated, yet they share the same point of contradiction.

Let's leave other things aside for now.

Anyway, based on Dia's understanding of Benjamin's grandson, the so-called "standing with the people" was basically nonsense.

This statement would be more fitting if it were made by the Ninth Prince, Halkenbrug, who rushed back to Kajin at the very beginning of the pandemic.

The only explanation is...

They were forced to return to New Delhi.

'It must have been Naspi himself who gave the order to make these princes, who were second only to the emperor, obey...'

Dia wondered to herself.

This is easy to verify. We can find an opportunity to inquire about the princes who left Kakin, and everything will become clear.

However, hidden beneath this strange appearance is Naspi's true purpose in doing so.

'It's possible that it was indeed to build up the prince's prestige or to appease the people, but the real reason is...'

Boom!

Thunder rumbled, and the rain gradually intensified.

Dia seemed to be deep in thought:

'Is this for the succession war? Starting a year early?'

His knowledge of the Battle of the Succession in Kakin is limited to the parts that the old thief updated.

Until the time travel, the full picture of the succession war was not revealed, especially the conditions for starting the succession war, which seemed to be something that Nasby could do as long as he was willing.

'There are too many things involved, and it's all so vague right now. There's no point in speculating. Let's just give Poker a direct warning...'

Dia touched her chin, quietly got up and left the room, heading towards Poxon's room.

In the dark corridor, Dia walked alone without turning on the lights.

do not know why.

The closer Dia got to Poxon's room, the more strange she felt.

That sudden, unspoken sixth sense subtly reminded him—

If we keep going, it seems we'll encounter something unexpected.

"Uh……"

Dia shook her head, calmly putting those strange feelings out of her mind.

Just a few more steps and we'll reach Miss Poker's room.

What unexpected things could happen...?

A few minutes later.

On the muddy bed, Miss Poker's face was still flushed.

A young girl's rosy cheeks best express her feelings.

"Well……"

Facing Dia, whose expression was complicated.

She opened her mouth wide, her pupils dilated dramatically, and then tried to make a sound, but could only manage a whimpering sound X﹏X.

After a while, she gave up thinking.

Miss Poker silently pulled up her pants, leaned against the headboard, and knelt down, burying her face, which was so red it looked like it was about to bleed, between her arms and thighs.

"..."

Dia sat silently on the edge of the bed, beginning to reflect on whether she had put too much pressure on Poker.

The rain outside the window continued to fall, sounding like the soft rustling of human voices, quietly creeping into the bed.

The eerie atmosphere in the room continued.