Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 68 Nosra's Divination

The curtains were drawn tightly in the office, which was lit by incandescent bulbs.

A middle-aged man sat there, his brows furrowed so deeply they seemed capable of trapping a fly. The bodyguards around him remained silent, not uttering a single word.

Dorink has been in a bad mood these past few days.

The news of his casino being vandalized had spread like wildfire, causing him to be greeted with a smile and a greeting whenever he met someone these past few days. "I heard your casino got wrecked? That's really bad luck."

The pent-up anger grew stronger and stronger, like a bomb about to explode.

But he has been suppressing his anger these past few days and has not taken any action.

Because he didn't want to hear other people's gossip, he hasn't been going out much these past few days.

I've been holding back my anger ever since the incident happened, until the new month arrived.

"Boss, the Nosra people are here." The bodyguard in a black suit spoke after answering a phone call, looking at him with a requesting gaze.

"Go." Dorink took a deep breath and gestured for the other person to leave.

The Nosra family was originally just an obscure little organization until a person with divination abilities appeared in their family.

Many gang leaders became the fortune teller's clients.

The monthly divination sessions brought them many benefits.

Today is the day the results of the new month's divination are released.

The Nosra family has already sent someone to deliver the results.

The bodyguard quickly returned to the room with a piece of paper with black writing on it and handed it to him.

There are only a few lines of text above.

"The room you trust most in your heart"

That will be your bed where you sleep peacefully.

If there is no way to leave,

You must never step into it.

Never pick unripe fruit prematurely.

The eerie and ominous atmosphere emanating from between the lines is palpable.

In the fortune teller's interpretation, peaceful sleep was often equated with death.

In other words...did they divine his death?

Why?

In other words, we should stay away from unripe apples?

He doesn't like eating unripe fruit either...

"..." Dorink stared at the divination results for a long time before giving an order: "From now on, green fruits should never appear in front of me."

He solemnly gave instructions to the bodyguards beside him.

"Yes." Although the bodyguard captain found the order somewhat inexplicable, he dutifully complied.

Feeling that he was all right, Dorink sat in his chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Now we can contact the Zoldycks."

"Five hundred million. I want that brat's life."

"Oh, and remember to bring his head back to me."

"That brat's eyes... are truly beautiful." Dorink's expression was gloomy and slightly twisted.

Even in that not-so-clear surveillance video, the color of those eyes was captivating enough.

The actual product will obviously look even better than in the video.

Coincidentally, he was already tired of red eyes.

He got up and pulled back the black cloth covering the cabinet next to him, admiring the collection inside through the transparent glass door.

Pairs of crimson eyes filled with despair, fair and delicate skin, slender fingers, and pale pink brains...

The cabinet was filled with a dense collection of human organs.

These were his collections gathered over many years, but they all seemed somewhat overshadowed in the face of those eyes.

This significantly reduced his interest in them.

If those blue eyes were to appear here... he would make a special space for them.

Dorink imagined himself gouging out those eyes, soaking them in formaldehyde, and finally placing them on the top shelf of the cabinet.

That will become a new and unique collection that will make him stand out among his fellow collectors with similar interests.

……

Inside a pub, a young man with long black hair was facing away, expressionless, answering a phone call, his voice perfectly calm.

Her large, dark eyes and long, black hair, combined with her pale skin and faint voice, gave her a ghostly appearance.

"...Five hundred million, I'll take it."

The red-haired man sitting opposite him scrunched up like a bun after being ignored.

"Little Yi, are you listening to me? That little apple I met is so wonderful..."

"I can't even imagine how delicious it will taste in the future." His aggrieved chubby face only appeared for a moment before it quickly became indescribable, filled with inexplicable excitement, his scarlet tongue licking the wine in the glass.

"I received a commission from a gang. I need to go to the Northwest Continent and also visit my family." The young man with long black hair stood up and walked out of the tavern.

The Northwest Continent, the continent where the Zoldyck family resides, is also the continent where the Sky Arena is located.

He came to the continent of Eurubian for a mission, and coincidentally, after the mission ended, he ran into Hisoka, whom he knew, and was invited to have a drink together—mainly because Hisoka was paying, that guy was rich.

Illumi could not refuse.

"Another mission..." Hisoka's long, upturned eyes revealed a hint of danger.

After Illumi left, he probably wouldn't find another person willing to have a proper conversation with him.

Although Illumi mostly just listened to him and didn't really respond.

"What is the target this time? How strong is he?" Hisoka suddenly asked.

Illumi, however, was not surprised. Hisoka traveled the world searching for people with strength or potential, and would occasionally help him with some missions out of boredom.

For example, if Hisoka encounters a formidable target and happens to be bored, he might suggest traveling with Illumi.

Hisoka participated in the battle, Hisoka killed the people, and he didn't get a single penny of the commission.

Hisoka happens to be uninterested in money, only in fighting.

Therefore, in Illumi's opinion, Hisoka is a good partner.

The kind of work where you do nothing but work for free.

"He's a kid, but he's probably pretty strong. I heard he wrecked his employer's place." Illumi showed Hisoka his phone.

When hiring members of the Zoldyck family, the employer would provide information about the target. However, this time the employer apparently did not find the target's information, so all that was given to the Zoldyck family was a short video clip.

Even so, because the target's appearance is conspicuous enough, there is no need to worry about mistaking the person.

Hisoka glanced at Illumi's phone, his smile carrying a knowing glint. "I see..."

"Then Xiao Yi, you should go quickly." He waved goodbye decisively.

"..." Illumi left expressionlessly.

Hisoka isn't interested this time? What a pity, otherwise I wouldn't have had to do it myself.

No, judging from the age of this target, if Hisoka were interested, he would treat the target as a potential prey and wouldn't allow himself to make a move.

It's better not to be interested.

After all, he didn't really want to fight Hisoka, as the other party was very difficult to deal with.

After Illumi left, Hisoka's smile became more and more pronounced.

"Hmph hmph hmph—hahaha—"

"Be patient, I'm really looking forward to seeing you next time."

For those who haven't read Hunter x Hunter, let me explain: the Nion mentioned in the previous chapter is Nion Nosra, and yes, he's the same person as the fortune teller in this chapter.

(End of this chapter)