Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 15: None of the things on the ground belonged to anyone.

Su Wu left the safe, looked around, and finally pulled out the red velvet tablecloth from the desk next to her. She then placed the nun, gold, and jewelry on the floor on it and tied them into a bag.

"What are you doing?" a voice came from the doorway.

Su Wu remained calm and composed, casually tossing the cloth bag over her shoulder and saying in a natural tone, "Picking up trash."

He then turned to face the Pampas, or rather, the puppet controlled by the other.

Like a marionette, the threads woven by the spirit are almost completely wrapped around the puppet's body, controlling it while also protecting it.

This puppet is the same one Su Wu saw before, and the wounds he created last time have already healed.

"Trash?" The man glanced at the bag, said nothing more, and then focused his gaze on the safe next to him.

"The last survivor is right here." His tone was somewhat subtle.

Because before Hill's operation, he had told them to leave a few survivors to question them.

The other side did leave one survivor, but only one.

Everyone else was killed.

Is this considered obedience or rebellion?

"Where is this?" Su Wu asked, but seemed indifferent to the answer.

He was just quite curious that someone had dug such a building underground in Meteor City; it didn't look like it could have been built in a short time.

"Underground in Zone Three." Pampas's tone was strange, but Su Wu wasn't interested.

"Underground in the Upper Three Districts..." Su Wu nodded thoughtfully, as if she understood something.

Those who can build such structures underground within the Upper Three Districts are either nobles or... related to the Council of Elders.

"Oh, by the way, who's the one with the ability to make people suddenly disappear while walking?" he suddenly asked with great interest. "Could he open a hole in the sky, and then open one on the ground as well? That way, as soon as you fall into the hole on the ground, you'd instantly appear in the sky. That would be so much fun!"

Looping bungee jumps, awesome!

"I'm afraid that won't work. There's no object in the sky that can allow him to use his powers," Pampas said with a smile and a shake of his head.

He already knew who possessed the teleportation ability, but he wouldn't tell the boy in front of him.

"Such a fun ability... If you catch him, why don't you give him to me to play with?" The white-haired, blue-eyed boy smiled lightly, his eyes indifferent, his attitude of treating people like toys made Pampas fall silent.

Hill, could he be some kind of born monster? If so, his investment would be pointless; monsters aren't swayed by so-called favors.

"If there's an opportunity," Pampas said, maintaining his composure but offering no promises.

Adults who are shrewd and calculating are really hard to deal with.

"Hey, come out." Su Wu was clearly not satisfied with Pampas's answer, so she ignored Pampas and just kicked the cabinet.

With a thud, the safe, which was half a person tall and contained a person, was kicked away and crashed into the wall before falling to the ground.

The cabinet door opened, and the person inside tumbled out, looking disheveled.

"ah--!!!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"I know nothing—"

"I don't know anything—" He scrambled in terror to hide under the desk, clutching his head and screaming repeatedly, then suddenly rolled his eyes as if he was about to faint.

There's only one heir left, he can't just faint like this.

Su Wu quickly reached out and placed her hand on the other person's head, revealing a meaningful and kind smile: "Answer the questions properly and cooperate with us, understand?"

The man nodded quickly, indicating that he was fully cooperating, as the cold temperature of the palms was so intense that he could feel the chill even through his hair.

"My name is..." He was about to open his mouth and reveal all his secrets.

"Nobody wants to know your name," Su Wu interrupted the other person's nonsense.

After all, he's just a small fry. What's the use of knowing his name? Who would waste their brainpower remembering the names of cannon fodder NPCs while playing a game?

"Who owns this building? Where will those children be sent?" the white-haired, blue-eyed boy asked coldly. "If you don't tell the truth..." His gaze fell on a pile of scraps of meat on the ground beside him, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.

The man shuddered, clearly not wanting to end up like that. "I said, where is this..." He opened his mouth, eager to say something, but found that everything around him had fallen silent.

The frighteningly white-haired boy stood beside the blond man, looking at him with a mixture of surprise and amusement.

Why... are you looking at him like that?

The man opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

He died a gruesome death, bleeding from all seven orifices, his tongue completely gone. He didn't even realize something was wrong until his death, as if his life and tongue had been taken away in an instant.

"Looks like he made some incredible pact with someone," Pampas said wistfully, looking at the corpse, without any surprise.

Su Wu looked down at the dead man on the ground, and then at the puppet, who, like Pampas himself, never showed his emotions on his face.

"My mission is complete, I'm leaving now." His figure vanished instantly, leaving openly with the treasure.

Pampas looked at the empty office, which had clearly been ransacked. All the valuables had been taken, leaving only the corpses and the messy office. His expression remained calm.

Hill didn't leave him nothing; he did leave him something quite important.

He glanced at the paper documents on the ground beside him. Some of them were stained with specks of blood, but that couldn't compare to the strong smell of blood emanating from the words on the paper.

"District Three..." He carefully collected the papers, folded them into a pile, and left quickly.

Releasing his Nen ability allows him to use his Nen to achieve an effect similar to teleportation, and he... is a Manipulation type.

But he left just as quickly.

On the way back, just like on the way there, I saw many gruesome corpses.

To be torn to pieces is like showing mercy; in more severe cases, the body is no longer human.

Bloodstains and human tissue could be found at almost every interval.

If the situation hadn't been inappropriate, Pampas would have liked to take some photos to show West Germany.

That way, the other party won't say anything about Hill being weak anymore.

……

Su Wu carried a large bag of things back to his house in District 12.

To be honest, he didn't feel any sense of belonging to Meteor City, and he was indifferent to the so-called house, treating it only as a stop on his trip, like a temporary hotel.

Leaving things here is obviously not very safe. After all, in Meteor City, houses that are not occupied are considered unclaimed. As long as he is not around, the house is very likely to be ransacked by other kids.

"System, do you have storage space?" he asked without much expectation.

"The system does not provide storage space to the host, but the host can purchase space-related items in the shop after it is activated," the system said coldly.

The answer was as expected.

After all, this system is not only an idiot who got the world coordinates wrong, but also a stingy pauper.

"Where should I put it..." Su Wu pondered, stroking her chin.

As for the safest place in Meteor City...

He turned his head to look at the church.

At least the churches in each district are quite safe; no residents of Meteor City would cause trouble there.

"Great, I'll hide it there!" He grabbed the bag and rushed toward the church.

Ignoring West Germany, who was meditating in the church, he began to search around for places where things were hidden.

Finally, he stared intently at the rock tiles on the ground, and before West Germany could realize something was wrong, he pried one of them off.

They then dug a hole below, buried the cloth bag directly in it, and put the floor tiles back in.

"What is that?" Sid witnessed everything that happened, but it was too late to stop it, so he simply stopped trying and asked the question.

"I picked up some trash." Su Wu clapped her hands, sat down in a nearby seat, and said without any guilt.

"Garbage?" Sid asked, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Does this kid really think he's brainless? A guy who never does garbage collection work is saying he picked up trash? Who would believe that!

And what kind of garbage needs to be wrapped in cloth and buried under the church?

This approach is strangely similar to a thief or robber hiding stolen goods in an unknown corner, only to take them out when they are sure it's safe or when they are ready to run away.

"You...you didn't go and rob someone, did you?" Sid guessed.

Given their usual arrogant behavior...

It doesn't seem like they're incapable of doing something like that.

Despite being an outsider, he adapted to the lifestyle of Meteor City better than the original inhabitants.

"No, I picked it up from the ground." The white-haired, blue-eyed boy spoke naturally, his face beaming with a relaxed and cheerful smile.

The things on the ground are all unclaimed and can be taken freely. Isn't that basic common sense?

"..." Sid silently looked away and said nothing more.

Since they insist, let's just accept it. After all... this is Meteor City.

"We'll make up for the three days of missed training starting tomorrow," he announced in a deep voice, arms crossed.

(End of this chapter)