The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

"Our tour group has no objections."

“Neither the Zoldyck nor the Zoldyck.” Illumi straightened his clothes and stood up.

“Then…” Kuroro stood up, and the members of the Phantom Troupe behind him followed suit.

Kuroro: "You guys set off immediately."

Illumi: "We'll act again tomorrow."

The two leaders had differing opinions.

"Is there something you're worried about, Illumi?"

Illumi said, "Where did the sex-changing drug come from? What was its purpose? Although the current situation is sex reassignment, who knows if there will be any unexpected side effects?"

"Isn't that fruit from your family's?"

"No, the cause might be that the culprit added a powdered drug later. The fruit bowl only contained apples that I cut myself and my brothers' snacks. Who would eat this kind of thing as a snack?"

Everyone: Isn't that just the Zoldycks? Before Illumi clarified, everyone thought it was just the Zoldycks' twisted sense of humor.

Illumi: What do they take us Zoldycks for? How could they feed their guests this?

“So that’s how it is. You all underwent gender reassignment surgery. No wonder everyone’s clothes were so strange.” Bisky lifted her skirt and walked into the room. “As for gender reassignment prop cards, the only one is the Hormone Cookie. It will cause you to change your gender within 24 hours of consumption.”

"Who would use something like this?"

A small hand slowly rose.

Alluka clutched her skirt and raised her hand high under the gaze of the adults: "Brother...it's me."

Everyone: There are actually people who want to undergo gender reassignment surgery.

"I can't directly transform into Nanika yet, so I'll try changing my gender. I just discovered that I can practice this way these past two days."

Alluka spoke to her fingers.

Illumi: ...

"An ability that can only be used after a gender change? What will happen when there are no cookies left?"

Chapter 132 A Ping of Coastline

Alluka shook her head vigorously: "I won't do it anymore once I get used to it!"

All I can say is that Alluka has a unique thought process, finding inspiration for her abilities through gender reassignment.

It's probably because Nanika is a girl.

Illumi could understand this, and once the culprit was found and it turned out to be his younger brother, he had no objections.

"It seems to have been just an accident without any malicious intent."

The group exchanged glances, and someone pulled out a card.

There's no time like the present, so let's seize this opportunity and quickly access a 1-square-meter stretch of coastline.

Wow, that went so smoothly!

Kusuo Saiki had been watching from the rooftop for a long time.

Whether someone is transgender or not, in his view, everyone's skeletal features are pretty much the same.

Seeing everyone transform into a beam of light and fly away, Kusuo Saiki landed directly on the ground.

"Oh, you really are home. Are you that shy?"

Kusuo Saiki slowly turned his head, almost forgetting that there was a non-player present.

"The ultimate challenger for the 'One Ping of Coastline' is that Leiza, right?"

“I once took a boat to the island, and Reza sent me back using a card. Although I didn’t have Nen at the time, I knew he might be a Nen user even stronger than Phinks.”

"A little investigation revealed that all his information was restricted from access, which is enough to show that his strength should not be underestimated."

“If they went normally, I wouldn’t be curious. Aren’t you curious? Everyone’s transgender.”

“There are differences in muscle ratios between men and women, and fighting styles need to be changed. Everyone will definitely not adapt immediately, and it's possible that using Nen abilities won't have much of an impact... Hmm, it's impossible to be sure just by imagining.” Kuroro covered his mouth with one hand.

"Any capability that is within a controllable range should not be considered dangerous."

“Yes, that’s just what I want to see. You’ve paid off your debts to the Zoldycks, and now you own assets that even thieves couldn’t steal. Money can no longer tempt you.” Kuroro rested his elbows on his knees, tapping his fingertips in thought.

In front of him was a meal that the children had just finished preparing, with many ingredients still piled up on the table. It was the Zoldyck children's first time cooking, and they had plenty of stationery, as well as other bottles, jars, and bags of ingredients.

"It contains starch, milk, eggs...would you like to try some simple desserts?"

Kusuo Saiki heard countless dessert recipes flash through Kuroro's mind, only to have them appear and then be crossed out because something was missing.

"Double-skin milk pudding? That's too simple, but I have all the ingredients. I hope the eggs here are of better quality..."

With a texture comparable to pudding, double-skin milk is also one of Kusuo Saiki's favorite foods.

Although there were dessert shops, the two of them died of poverty on Greed Island.

Kusuo Saiki struggled for 0.3 seconds between a rare moment of peace and the sudden invitation to dessert.

That's double-skin milk pudding; who could resist it when it's in front of them?

"Would it be okay to use mango and sago as toppings?" Kuroro pictured diced mango and sago placed on top of double-skin milk pudding. "It's a pity there are no mint leaves; adding some greenery would be nice..."

*Non-player Kusuo Saiki used equivalent substitution.

"Hmm? Were there any mint leaves here just now?"

"Haha...that was dangerous." Kuroro rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. "You actually know a lot of dessert recipes, right? Is there anything wrong with the recipe I came up with?"

"Huh? Why?"

"...An interesting idea."

Time always takes time. Kuroro had calculated all the production steps. The first step was to pour water and start the fire before beginning the rest of the preparations.

Cook the sago pearls. Before the water boils, prepare the double-skin milk pudding mixture and steam it. Open the pot and remove the slightly solidified double-skin milk pudding. Let the skin pop and add the mixture a second time, then steam it again. Cover the pot and easily cut the mango into evenly sized pieces. With your other hand, prepare a bowl of cold water and soak the sago pearls in it.

While waiting, he picked up the mint leaves, arranged them, and sorted them.

Once he knew the double-skin milk pudding was ready, he scooped the hot bowl out with his bare hands, added sago pearls, poured in a little milk, and then used the tip of his knife to pick up mango pieces and drop them onto the pudding. Finally, he garnished it with a few washed mint leaves.

The movements were fluid and graceful. Ten minutes later, still with the tip of a knife, he brought the hot bowl to a stop in front of Kusuo Saiki.

“In the end, it will still need more time to cool down,” Kuroro said, lowering the knife as he tried to place the bowl on the coffee table.

But he felt a chill creeping up the tip of the knife's metal blade, reaching right up to his fingers.

The bowl slipped from the tip of the knife, leaving a small fragment of broken ice on the knife's edge.

When Kusuo Saiki touched the bowl, the rim was already cold, and the double-skin milk inside had also cooled down successfully.

There are plenty of skills in your book too.

Kuroro stretched, showing no interest in cleaning up the messy kitchen. Chameleon jumped back onto his shoulder, and he remembered, starting to look for a rope in the house.

"Ah, found it."

"Found it, the whip."

Is this what you call finding it?

"Handcuffs, stun guns, chains... Do Zoldyck families carry these things when they go on trips? For torture?"

“Forging…” Kuroro fell silent. “Ah, after all, they are a family of assassins.”

Don't act all understanding; this system cannot be understood.

However, the tools can indeed come in handy.

After finishing his double-skin milk pudding, Kusuo Saiki tied Chrollo up again. This time, since the chameleon cat had become a pet that Chrollo cared about, Kusuo Saiki acted as a translator, allowing the two to communicate.

"If you play the game of not moving and not talking for a little while, you'll be very safe in this storage room."

That won't fool the chameleon.

Chameleon: There's a price to pay for me to go through all this trouble and become a wooden doll!

Kusuo Saiki's translation:

"Hmm, so what does he want?"

Chameleon: I want that hard, textured thing with a pointed head and a big butt.

"Ah, Nobunaga shared some of it when he ate it yesterday. Did you like it? How much would you like?"

Chameleon: I could eat more than I could in a lifetime!

"This won't do. I only offered one dish in exchange for this chance to watch."

Chameleon: Then I want 10,000 jin!

The chameleon, which understands human language, protested: "Hey! I said I wanted 10,000 jin! Why didn't you translate properly!"

Kusuo Saiki: This is troublesome.

"Too many." Kuroro shook his head.

Does he really know what "jin" means?

Kusuo Saiki looked at the chameleon.

Kuroro paused for a moment and said, "Jin means one seed. The requirement is set like this: one thousand sunflower seeds. You will chew that very fragrant and delicious thing a thousand times. Doesn't that sound exciting?"

They even lied to small animals.

Chameleon Cat followed Kuroro's train of thought, and drool involuntarily started to flow.

"So, did he agree to the request to exchange a thousand pills for a body?" Kuroro asked Kusuo Saiki.

"Agreed! Agreed!" The chameleon cat suddenly transformed into a parrot and hopped around in response.

By applying this knowledge to other situations, he unlocked the secrets of how human language should be used.

"Okay," Kuroro thought.

Perhaps intelligence is the biggest reason why Kuroro likes this chameleon cat.

The deal was done. Kuroro, who was tied to the floor of the storage room, leaned back and found a relatively comfortable position.