The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

“There are elders in the family who can help Xiaonan with her studies; family matters are not for outsiders to interfere in.” Illumi refused expressionlessly.

"Is that so? I'm sorry to have bothered you all..." Yun Gu lowered his head and left.

Hey hey hey, crisis averted!

"Then let's do it this way. When you get home, tell your family about Xiaonan and let Grandpa come and try to explain it to you."

An even greater crisis was about to unfold! Although Illumi already knew, it was practically the same as his family finding out. Damn it, what should he do? If his family found out now, a certain future was already looming ahead.

If they have the strength, the Zoldyck family obviously cannot help but become...

This is absolutely not acceptable; this is absolutely impossible.

Kusuo Saiki's expression immediately turned troubled, which Illumi noticed.

"Or perhaps, Xiaonan, you have something on your mind?" Illumi asked.

Kusuo Saiki opened his mouth, then hesitated. The Zoldyck family had been assassins for generations, and he certainly couldn't belittle the profession, but he also didn't want to become one of them.

"Is this why you concealed your newfound power?" Illumi asked expressionlessly, a rare sternness settling in his usually dark eyes. Now that you possess power, you should bear its weight.

"Don't be afraid, your brother understands."

No, you completely misunderstand. Kusuo Saiki felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing Illumi's thoughts.

"Hitmen can make a lot of money."

Illumi looked at Hisoka, his eyes seeming to say that Hisoka had corrupted his younger brother.

"I don't really approve of this kind of quick money that only unemployed people can make. Besides, the money you make is limited. Once you reach level 200, there are no more rewards. You only get 2 million gold coins in one run."

That is, two hundred million. (Referring to) a nun.

Illumi, an unemployed man, would be furious to hear this.

So the point is, bro, you don't want to be an assassin. There are plenty of other things to do in the world.

“Kusuo, you may not know this, but this is a world where strength reigns supreme,” Illumi suddenly stood up. “Don’t you think there are many jobs out there?”

That's true. Although I haven't decided what I'll become in the future, I don't think I'll ever go hungry because I'm unemployed.

“That idea is far too naive.” Illumi frowned slightly, trying to correct his younger brother’s naive thought.

Chapter 15: At least the glasses are back in place.

“If I were to kill the pastry chef in front of me right now, he wouldn’t be able to resist at all. Kusuo, you must recognize the cruelty of this world. Do you think that people like your brother who possess Nen are just a tiny minority in the world?”

Actually, neither Nen users nor ordinary people can hurt me...

"Little Nanxiong is going to have some good days, hehe..." Hisoka said sarcastically from the side, "I look forward to seeing what you'll be like after you come out of that place."

Kusuo Saiki was still completely bewildered. He had been involved in the entire process, so why was this outcome so unexpected? Why go to that place? Was the treatment really that extreme?!

"By the way, before we set off, the guy at the arcade earned a lot of points. Is there anything you want to exchange for?" Sticks and candy were Illumi's usual tricks, so he wanted to reward his younger brother before they left.

Was this his last wish before being thrown into the junkyard? In a place as materially impoverished as Meteor City, even a child could guess what was lacking, Kusuo Saiki decisively said:

Illumi paused briefly, then asked again, "Is there anything you'd like to exchange, Xiaonan?"

He repeated it again! His method of rejection was simply ignoring me! It's like he was just a caring older brother and now he's a strict teacher—is this how Killua sees Illumi?!

Kusuo Saiki regretfully chose the other item he needed at the moment. This body was not his original body after all. His superpowers gradually recovered, like a skill tree that could only be lit up with skill points. At the age of nine, most of his commonly used abilities had recovered, although it was only a feeling. His passive petrification ability should be coming back.

There are many different kinds of toy glasses. While browsing, Kusuo Saiki suddenly spotted a pair of toy glasses with white frames and green lenses. Although there were subtle differences in shape, it was obviously his good luck to find similar glasses.

Kusuo Saiki, dressed in clean clothes, stood on a pile of garbage in Meteor City, accompanied by Illumi.

There were no instructions, no prior notice, and no food; all he had was a bottle of beverage he grabbed before leaving the spaceship.

"This is Meteor City. Do you see the most serious problem facing the people of Meteor City?" Illumi asked him one last time.

The standard answer, the speculations about Meteor City held by everyone in the previous world, also influenced Kusuo Saiki's judgment.

Illumi offered no further guidance: "From now on, you will be one of them. Don't trust others easily, and don't be too kind. I have a mission to complete, so I'll be leaving now. Fourteen days. When you return here in fourteen days, a spaceship will take you home. During this time, no one can protect you, understand?"

After speaking, Illumi turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Kusuo Saiki stunned. He had actually hoped Illumi would leave so he could freely use the money in his pocket to buy something. Now it seemed Illumi would continue to monitor him. If he successfully passed this trial, Illumi agreed to temporarily keep it a secret from his family, but if his family discovered his power again, he would have to explain everything himself.

We'll see what happens then...

Kusuo Saiki stood on top of the garbage heap for quite a while.

Meteor City has a much lower population density. However, as soon as the spaceship left, the newly appeared piles of garbage attracted many people to gather there. Standing on top of the garbage piles, Saiki Kusuo with pink hair became the target of everyone's attention.

Although there is nothing on the surface, one's inner thoughts can be heard.

Ugh... I'm completely ostracized, even though I'm not easily accepted by many people outside the community.

However, given the current situation, Kusuo Saiki knows what he should do. Illumi worries that he's too kind, guessing that he's grown up at home and unaware of the dangers of the outside world, thus giving up the power to harm others.

The entire Zoldyck family becomes assassins. Assassins have many enemies, but as long as every member of the family is very strong, there will be no weakness.

It would be best if all his family members became assassins. He was spared before because he was really not suited to studying. Now that he can study, of course he won't be allowed to give up easily, especially since his kindness is worrying.

But Kusuo Saiki has to admit that he's not actually that kind.

Possessing superpowers, he can hear countless sounds from around the world every day, and as he gets older, the range of his telepathic hearing continues to expand.

He had overheard suicidal thoughts while passing through residential areas, as well as cries for help from elderly people who seemed unable to get up after falling, and the plans of some dangerous criminals.

A person with strong empathy would probably do something, but he did nothing.

These are all predestined events, fates that have no direct connection to him. Even if someone, or many people, were to die, dying within a wall that he cannot see without X-ray vision, he would accept it without being moved.

If he were to truly become a savior, he wouldn't have time for his own life. He would be busy saving people 24 hours a day. Back in the original world, Kusuke had said that he would control half of the world, become the emperor of the new world, and ensure that no killing or atrocities occurred within his control. He could achieve the common prosperity that humanity has always pursued.

But he clearly rejected that idea, seeing it as meaningless. Birth, aging, sickness, death, and accidents are part of the daily life of every kind of life. Only in the absence of a savior can life have real joys and sorrows, which makes human life so rich and colorful.

So he's not some kind-hearted, good-natured person.

Secondly, he was also very clear that people's hearts weren't all that good. He had heard people's inner voices since birth, and he knew from the month he was born in the original world that people's hearts were neither clean nor pure. The side of people hidden in their hearts was always much dirtier and darker than the surface. There were countless people who outwardly agreed but inwardly cursed.

Therefore, he also knew human nature: greed, selfishness, and that everyone has their own malice.

In Meteor City, everyone is surprisingly consistent inside and out, which he finds endearing in a way that makes them more likable.

The difference is that people outside are bound by law, so the thought of fighting and killing is just a fantasy. But the people of Meteor City not only think about it, they actually imagine killing. Ah, it's too gory to watch too much; I'd better leave.

Kusuo Saiki turned around and jumped off the pile of garbage.

Huh? Who's there? There's a voice behind me.

Actually, everything happened very slowly. With Saiki Kusuo's dynamic vision, he could have avoided the person who appeared from under the garbage dump even without telepathy.

He was a little boy with clear, focused eyes, if he weren't holding a small knife in his hand.

Chapter 16: I really can't stand staying in Meteor City for even a second longer!

So why is my life being threatened right from the start, even though I haven't done anything yet?

Do ordinary people in Meteor City also love to rob? Why don't you change your name to Thief City?

The boy drew his knife with lightning speed, preparing to stab Saiki Kusuo's ankle. Then, taking advantage of the moment when Saiki Kusuo instinctively tried to protect his leg from the pain, the boy reversed his grip and aimed the knife tip at Saiki Kusuo's heart...

Kusuo Saiki bent one knee and met the boy's gaze. He realized the boy was quite big, probably around his age. Was he smaller and thinner than other children because of malnutrition in Meteor City?

The boy looked shocked.

And the ankle I thought was scratched actually had no wound at all! Who is this person? Could it be someone with that kind of ability?

That ability refers to Nen, right? Do kids like that even know that? Oh, right, I also have a question to ask. Where can I stay? I could have just teleported home or stayed at some inconspicuous inn for the night, but my older brother is relentlessly following me, so I have to ask around.

Kusuo Saiki reached out his hand because he needed to ask for a favor and wanted to help out as a token of his gratitude.

The boy stared at Saiki Kusuo in shock.

Kusuo Saiki: No, I really just want to ask a question, a very ordinary one.

The boy stood up cautiously, but his legs trembled involuntarily.

Hey, what kind of scheme are you plotting right in front of me? Are all the people here thinking eight hundred things in a second? It's exhausting to even think about it.

"Please, please come with me. I won't attack anymore. I'll put down the knife."

The boy's inner thoughts.

You did bring the knife with you, but you were the one who suggested putting it down!

He was completely confused. This situation was also very rare for Kusuo Shiki, since he had appeared in a completely unfamiliar place, but it didn't matter. With his telepathic abilities, he would fully understand the rules here in less than three days.

The boy led the way, and Saiki Kusuo followed, glancing at the sword lying on the ground. It was a decent sword; in Meteor City, full of trash, it was practically brand new. It was a shame to lose it.

Bringing the knife might be a plus for Illumi, and he needed to prove to Illumi that he wasn't naive or stupid. Saiki Kusuo moved his fingers, and the knife, as if drawn by some force, flew into his hand.

Meteor City has existed for 1,500 years.

This is a bleak place, a place abandoned by the world, where everything that is abandoned flows to.

Non-recyclable waste, any kind of waste, even abandoned babies.

These abandoned people gathered together, and in the harsh conditions of the garbage heaps, they built a village, where adults raised children who were unable to survive on their own.

Although Meteor Street was once a land littered with garbage, its gradual development led to the creation of numerous zones. Some of these zones, facilitated by outside forces, had already been converted for other purposes, leaving the others as well. Illegal factories and illicit industries quietly sprang up in this lawless place, with gangs serving as both supporters and beneficiaries.

However, Meteor City underwent a reform more than a decade ago. The local people connected to the internet, and by leveraging the unique characteristics of their own government's legal jurisdiction, actively attracted "evil" to establish itself there. Meteor City now harbors numerous dark industries; beneath the dark web, there are guns, drugs, organ trafficking…

There was a time when hundreds of thousands of people would go missing every year in Meteor City. People's lives were not guaranteed and they could be easily robbed at any moment.

However, just four years ago, a new force emerged.

On its very first day of operation, this force, composed of individuals with special abilities, stormed a gang's hideout and looted all the treasures inside! They then dumped the loot on the main street of the village!

These ability users didn't come from anywhere else, they weren't outsiders, but rather! They were native Meteor City residents!

They seized a territory by virtue of their overwhelming power, belonging neither to the Elders' Council nor to anyone else!

They transformed the relationship between Meteor City and the resident gangsters from forced cooperation to equal trade! They directly blew up the illegal factory, using the money stolen to acquire a spaceship full of supplies from the outside world, which they then dumped from the sky! They designated territory, also a protected area, where anyone who kidnaps a Meteor City resident within the protected area will be hunted down and killed to the ends of the earth! Families will be killed!

Driven by their extreme vengeance, they turned countless powerful forces that once reigned supreme in Meteor City into cowards, forced to negotiate with the Elders' Council. They are role models for the people of Meteor City! This group is—the Phantom Troupe!

Kusuo Saiki: Isn't he the bandit leader?

Kusuo Saiki: Although so much has been set up beforehand, making him seem like a hero, in the end he's still just a thief troupe. Indeed, my eldest brother is already fifteen years old this year, and the Phantom Troupe was founded about a few years ago.

So, is he going to see Kuroro now?