Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 205 How could there be such a weak person? (Part 2)

And so, the cursed sisters of the Fujiwara family were sent to Sugiri's shrine.

Even the people who brought them here were mentally prepared to receive news of their deaths.

Even the two sisters themselves came prepared to die.

"That's about it." Gojo Haru finished speaking in a nonchalant manner about something that had happened not long ago, something Su Wu was unaware of.

"..." Suz forced a smile, his face showing a lack of interest. "That's it?"

If it's not tragic enough, it won't evoke empathy...

It wasn't that Su Wu was heartless; it was just that there really wasn't anything pitiful about her.

No matter what, she was born into the Fujiwara family as a princess~ Isn't she luckier than a bunch of commoner children who don't even have clothes to wear?

"Don't you think they're quite good? These two princesses have a rare quality... like a sharp stone." Gojo Haru said with a hint of surprise in her voice.

"You know, other princesses are usually..." Gojo Haru recalled the other women he had met.

He had once met the woman recommended by the family elders out of curiosity.

When introducing the woman, the most common words they used were "gentle, beautiful, and generous".

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs—there's always something you can excel at.

But... they're all very ordinary.

There was nothing special about them; it was as if everyone had the same face, as if they had been carved from the same mold.

When they met, they were separated by a screen, their figures indistinct, and female attendants would accompany them. The princess would speak softly, and the female attendants would relay her words; there were no other exceptions.

It has a small appetite and seems to be able to survive without food. It has extremely long hair and wears heavy, gorgeous clothes, just like... a puppet.

Gojo Haru couldn't remember any of the so-called princesses, and their praised beauty failed to stir any emotion in him.

The princesses of Heian-kyo always seem to be melancholic, understanding, gentle, and waiting to be rescued.

Gojo Haru wasn't interested in a princess like that.

"The fact that they act this way means that everyone likes it, doesn't it?" Su Wu retorted expressionlessly, her dead fish eyes wide.

Where there is demand, there is a market. Women are all like this, and people praise these characteristics as advantages. It's obvious that they like this kind of woman.

As for Gojo Haru not liking it...

"I don't like you like this. You're the odd one out." Su Wu continued to complain.

"...But I have six eyes." Gojo Haru paused for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Six-Eyed is an anomaly by nature." His tone revealed a leisurely calmness.

How can a six-eyed being, who appears only once every few centuries, not be considered an anomaly? In the past thousand years, there have been no more than five six-eyed individuals in total.

Born with six eyes, the "divine child" is destined to be alone.

"Besides, you don't like that kind of thing either, do you?" Gojo Haru asked the boy in return.

"Well..." Su Wu scratched her cheek with her index finger.

"I like things that are special," he readily admitted.

"See? You don't like it, and I don't like it either. So we're not weirdos if we're together," Gojo Haru laughed.

Those who also possess six eyes should be the closest kindred spirits of this era.

"So? What have you decided to do with them?" Gojo Haru asked directly.

"Keep it," Su Wu sighed.

It'll do. Anyway, his shrine doesn't need any powerful shrine maidens.

"Their pairing might be considered a kind of constraint; being twins, their talents and appearances are all split in two."

"If someone has exceptionally strong talent, even if their abilities are averaged out, they shouldn't be this weak..." Su Wu began to mutter to herself as she analyzed.

"Perhaps the Fujiwara family simply hasn't discovered their true talent?" Gojo Haru offered her opinion from the side.

"That's certainly a possibility..." Su Wu nodded.

For example... all the talent points are allocated to physical damage? A melee mage?

That kind of spiritual power is pretty useless...

Their limited spiritual power only allows them to see things that ordinary people cannot, but they cannot fight because their spiritual power is too weak.

"Then training them to become the mountain's guardian generals should also work..." Su Wu began to imagine.

"General..." Gojo Haru's expression turned somewhat strange upon hearing this, but he then smiled. "I'm looking forward to it."

The title of "princess of the Fujiwara family" originally had nothing to do with the word "general".

"Maro." Thinking of this, Su Wu instructed Maro, who was waiting for orders, "Bring those two brats over."

The blond youth bowed respectfully and walked out of the room.

"You trust him a lot." Gojo Haru's tone was full of meaning.

If the boy in front of me is from a thousand years in the future, then... what about the blond youth who has been following behind him since we met?

The other person's demeanor... didn't seem like that of someone from this day in time.

There is a significant gap between outsiders and the original inhabitants of this era.

"He came with me," Su Wu replied casually. "There's nothing he can't hear."

Maro and Kong are essentially his bound equipment, so who would worry about their bound equipment rebelling?

Moreover... Maro is very weak to him.

There's absolutely no need to worry about the other side rebelling; even if they did betray us and rebel... they wouldn't succeed.

"Ah~" Gojo Haru nodded as if she understood.

A loyal subject indeed.

"Sir, I've brought them." The blond youth appeared, carrying a little girl in each hand.

The two little girls were behaving themselves, like kittens and puppies being held by the scruff of their necks.

Or perhaps they tried to resist, but to no avail.

Maro let go, and the two girls fell to the ground.

With a short cry of pain, it quickly straightened its clothes with its small hands, knelt obediently on the ground, and greeted the young man in front of it: "Your Highness."

Then he looked at Gojo Haru beside him: "Gojo-sama."

"I already know why you want to stay," Su Wu said slowly.

The two girls were pale-faced, lying prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling.

"I can let you stay, but you can't stay here and eat and drink for free."

"You should at least demonstrate your potential value."

"Choose one." The white-haired boy threw out a bunch of weapons.

They all came from the arsenals of the three starter families, without spending a single penny.

The system had reopened the weapon shop, but...

Since he's already back in the Cursed World, does he still need to buy it through the system? He could just rob them... no, I mean, just demand tribute from them.

"...Weapons?" Noriko and Rinko looked bewildered.

After all, they were women born into nobility, and the heaviest things they had ever held since birth were perhaps teacups or bowls.

Their clothes were dressed by others, and even their hair was taken care of by someone else.

Her fair and smooth hands had never touched a cold, sharp weapon.

"My daughters, all you need to do is stay this beautiful." The father looked at them with the eyes of someone admiring a valuable treasure.

They are meant to be beautiful... decorations in the home.

Like many other women.

"I... like this." Noriko reached out and took a bow from the pile of weapons in front of her.

The bow was even taller than she was now.

"Then... I want this." Rinko reached out and laboriously dragged the weapon she had her eye on in front of her.

That was a katana.

"A sword and a bow... one for ranged attacks and one for melee combat, they could work together." Su Wu murmured, stroking her chin as she looked at their choices.

He didn't expect the two of them to actually become any stronger; he just treated it as a game.

"However, we need to find someone to teach you properly..." Su Wu's gaze swept over Gojo Haru, Sora, and Maro.

Gojo Haru turned her back directly, while Sora slowly stood in front of the two girls, sniffing their scent, then tilted her head in disgust and sneezed.

The scent of incense is somewhat pungent.

Maro lowered his head and remained silent.

In this situation, the honest person will always be chosen.

"You can teach them, Maro," Su Wu immediately said to Maro.

"But sir..." Maro looked up in surprise, hesitating to speak.

"I don't know how to use a bow and arrow or a katana," he said, sounding somewhat embarrassed.

He hasn't learned this either. At most, he only knows the basic techniques. Because of his physical condition, the effect of using them isn't too bad, but if it comes to teaching others... his level of expertise is far from sufficient.

"...No, we don't need to teach them how to use weapons yet." Su Wu looked at the two people who were not even as tall as the weapons and were swaying as they held them, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"They need to build a foundation first."

Maro looked down at the two children with a cold gaze, seemingly keeping them at arm's length and unwilling to have anything to do with them.

"I understand." But he still accepted the task.

Simply because they couldn't refuse the adults' orders.

"You two..." Maro took a deep breath and looked at the two kids properly for the first time.

"Behave yourself and don't try to slack off."

The two children, holding the large, exaggerated weapon, nodded cautiously.

Maro began training them that very day.

Maro has never trained anyone, but... he has been trained.

So he used the training methods he remembered exactly on the two children.

The result was...

On the first day of training, both children collapsed on the spot.

"...Dead?" Maro couldn't understand it.

He crouched down and took a look. He wasn't dead yet; he was still breathing, but his face was flushed and his breathing was rapid, as if he were ill.

So weak...? If they die, will the adults blame me...?

Maro felt a little nervous when he thought of this, and quickly grabbed the two people and ran to the temple where the statues of gods were enshrined.

Su Wu has been staying here recently, engaging in literary creation.

Simply put, it means... copying books.

Now that the experiment with the painted skin ghost was successful, he wanted to try some other experiments.

When Su Wu saw Maro bring in two children, she wore a subtle, indescribable expression.

Maro... isn't he quite reliable?

How come the two kids are in such a half-dead state after I only left them with him for a day?

"You..." Su Wu looked at Maro, hesitating to speak.

"I'm very sorry, I don't know why either. I followed the previous training, and I even reduced the burden a lot..." Maro said, his tone becoming confused.

He has clearly lost a lot of weight!

"...You didn't come here trained according to the Zoldyck family's methods, did you?" Su Wu put down her pen, squatted down in front of the two children, and looked at them.

It was confirmed that she had just fainted from exhaustion. She had probably never been this tired before, which is why she also had a fever.

My palms and soles were chafed and bleeding.

Other than that, there are no other problems.

It's alright, I won't die.

So Su Wu ignored the two of them; the reversal technique wasn't meant to cure a fever.

"I've felt better," Maro said, looking completely bewildered.

"..." Su Wu was speechless for a moment.

Well, the humans in the Hunter world are physically stronger than humans in other worlds.

Just like Maro at the beginning, although he looked pitiful, the fact that he was able to get all the way to the exam location and survive such a bad beating proved that he was not weak.

But... this is the Cursed Return World.

This is still Heian-kyo.

The two girls he was responsible for teaching were only five or six years old, and came from noble families.

With all those buffs stacked up, how can you expect their physical abilities to be the same as everyone else's?

These two might not even be as physically fit as ordinary children.

"Five or six years old, young lady, ordinary person, no Nen ability, has not undergone any training." Su Wu threw a series of questions at Maro.

"..." Maro seemed to have finally figured out his problem.

"I see," he suddenly realized. "It's because they're too weak."

They couldn't even handle the training intensity that Maro, who was their age, could manage.

"...Training such a weak creature is indeed a very difficult task."

"But I believe in you." Su Wu looked at Maro with trusting eyes.

Maro, who was initially extremely impatient with the two children, immediately smiled with delight upon seeing this look.

"You can definitely train them both well, right?" Su Wu continued.

"Yes, sir!" Maro said, his eyes sparkling.

When it smiles, it looks just like a golden retriever.

Although I won't use the reversal spell on these two, I can still give them medicine.

Su Wu bought a lot of medicine to replenish her blood and qi because she often had nosebleeds. Of course, she also bought a lot of cold medicine and fever reducers.

Because he didn't have the Reversal Technique back then.

After the inversion technique was developed, these drugs were never used again.

Now it can come in handy.

These two children are too weak.

Giving them medicine to replenish their qi and blood should have a good effect.

However, it was impossible for Su Wu to personally feed the medicine; she simply tossed it to a servant from the Fujiwara family who was standing nearby.

"Feed your princess medicine."

Let them take care of their own princess.

If all else fails, let them go to a doctor for treatment themselves.

Perhaps we can even get someone skilled in Yin-Yang arts to perform a cleansing spell on the two little devils?

"We can give them some practical training, like catching some weak monsters or small animals." Su Wu thought about how weak the two of them were and relaxed the requirements a bit.

Even a little monster could probably outwit the two of them.

Forget it, let them fight the dog first.

But Su Wu also felt... that maybe they couldn't even beat a dog.

(End of this chapter)