The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

But he remained defiant, continuing what he was about to say without changing his expression: "I'm really fed up with you two cultured people, spending so much time being so polite just to get in the door. Hey, Commander, this is Meteor City, surely we don't need to start practicing manners right now?"

“Yes, that makes sense. Pakunoda, take him to a room. The third floor... it should be safe.” Kuroro stepped aside to let Pakunoda go in second.

Chapter 19 Teleporting to a Pastry Shop to Steal a Piece of Pastry, Just This Once

Nobunaga has already entered the room. From the Phantom Troupe's perspective, even if Saiki Kusuo were to do something at this moment, he would have to consider his safety. Therefore, in this situation, it would be appropriate for Pak to make his appearance.

Paknoda instantly understood her mission: to use her memory-reading ability to make contact with this person and determine their origin and purpose!

“Let me show you the way. Young man, I’ve been watching you closely. Are you… worried about something?” Pakunoda casually placed her hand on Saiki Kusuo’s shoulder, and the first thing that came to her mind was…

A cockroach's big face!

Paknoda: ?!

Paknoda: ...

Perhaps it's Murphy's Law, the things you least want to happen are the things that happen. Paknoda shifted her gaze slightly, and just then she saw a cockroach crawling across the wall.

Kusuo Saiki heard Pakunoda's thoughts, and as he looked over, his expression instantly became quite interesting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All five glass windows in the building exploded instantly, and everyone went on high alert!

"Commander, I now feel that keeping this child alive is a very uncertain factor." Nobunaga raised his sword, his tone unfriendly.

"Heh, are you going to disobey the commander's orders? The commander must have his reasons for making this decision..." Feitan approached little by little, clearly not intending to let things go unchecked.

Regardless of what they are saying, the momentum of the attack is directed at Kusuo Saiki.

"Pike, what is he thinking about?" Kuroro's book also appeared in his hand.

"Captain, it sounds unbelievable, but I think... he might be harmless." The first second after Pakunoda met Saiki Kusuo, she was shocked by the cockroach information. But immediately afterward, she heard the thoughts of many people through Saiki Kusuo's mind—a great many, a great cacophony, as if she were simultaneously interacting with ten people, each engaged in various kinds of thinking! These thoughts, so numerous, definitely didn't originate from her own abilities, but rather from what this person heard.

Kusuo Saiki was unusually considerate; he knew how painful it was to hear so many heartfelt words every day and didn't want Parker to experience that again.

"Pyke, what do you mean by that?" The members of the Phantom Troupe clearly had doubts about Pyke's words.

"From my conversation just now, I learned that this person blew up the window because he saw a cockroach. Other than that, he doesn't seem to be afraid of the situation at all. Commander, all of us combined pose no threat to him..."

Kusuo Saiki: Correction, you and the cockroaches in your house together constitute the total.

How could that be? But... they had no choice but to believe it.

As things have unfolded, they haven't harmed the boy in the slightest. The fact that he remained unscathed even under Feitan's ultimate attack speaks volumes.

“I’ve heard before that people have different talents, and that there are people in the world who are born far superior to others. I’ve never seen one before, but I’ve learned something new today.” After a long while, Kuroro said, “Let this guest stay here. Everyone, put away your hostility.”

Kusuo Saiki knew that this time, he could indeed stay here.

"I asked Saiki Kusuo."

"No, at most I hope you'll be satisfied with this place," Kuroro replied with a fake smile.

After that, led by Kuroro, everyone really started to pretend that Kusuo Saiki didn't exist. Machi went out and brought back food that needed to be cooked. Kusuo Saiki went up to the third floor, locked himself in his room, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no traces of insects in the small room.

After all, there's never any food here, and G wouldn't come here like a garbage dump, which is great.

This is a blind spot for Illumi's observation. Illumi has already left his original position, probably to solve the food problem. After all, it's a long-term battle, and he won't let himself go hungry.

With no one to supervise him, what could he do alone in the empty room? Kusuo Saiki readily used teleportation to arrive at a dessert shop near the Heavens Arena, a place he had visited before.

It was rare for him to buy his own meal. Having lived here for nine years, he had never decided on his own dinner before. Kusuo Saiki readily decided to have dessert instead.

You must use cash when you go out; you can't use a card, or Illumi, who is still in Meteor City, will notice something is wrong.

Just as Saiki Kusuo began to enjoy his dinner, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Chocolate again? Even though you can spend the money however you want, are all your family members sweet-loving monsters? You just bought a lot the other day, didn't you?"

"Isn't it too early to start preparing for the rewards for clearing Meteor City? There are still ten days left, including shipping time. Hehe... What a good older brother, Xiao Yi..."

"Hmm, it's nothing. I think I saw a figure. Are you sure your brother is in Meteor City?"

Illumi, far away in Meteor City, tilted his head. Of course his younger brother was in Meteor City; he had just confirmed that Kusuo was safe.

Who would have thought that Illumi would send Hisoka to raid a confectionery shop? And it just so happens to be the one he'd been to before! Kusuo Saiki, spoon in mouth and plate of pastries in hand, teleported to the rooftop of the confectionery shop. He didn't immediately return because he was worried Hisoka would question the staff; even for a moment, he needed to be cautious, as it seemed Hisoka had just seen him.

Hisoka looked around at the people in the shop:

Kusuo Saiki immediately averted his X-ray vision. This monster!

"Give me five boxes of chocolates, mailed to this address, and a box of these cookies, please pack them up." Hisoka was browsing in the dessert display case, and Saiki Kusuo's eyes were also drawn to them; those cookies looked pretty good.

"By the way, was there a pink-haired boy here just now?"

Hisoka has a very strong impression of pink. If he said he had never been there, it would make Hisoka suspicious. Kusuo Saiki had already planned to make Hisoka realize that he had mistaken someone for someone else and that he only needed to make one change.

Interfering with telepathy, the shop assistant replied, "There is indeed a customer with pink hair, but she's a cute little girl, and she's... wait, she must have been taken away by her parents, right?"

The shop assistant's mind was filled with thoughts of "girl" and "parent," and these two attributes combined immediately made Hisoka lose interest. "I thought she was someone I knew. Oh well, that's fine then~"

It seemed he had passed the test, and Kusuo Saiki breathed a sigh of relief. However, he still didn't go back. He finished the cake on the rooftop because he felt that eating desserts in such a terrible environment would make the desserts seem dirty.

Chapter 20: Why are the Phantom Troupe members fighting over their food?

Inside Meteor City, Kuroro stood at the top of the stairs on the third floor, looking at the empty room.

That person disappeared? They left silently from a room without even a window, unnoticed by anyone. Does this mean that if that person wanted to assassinate them, the Phantom Troupe's safety would already be in danger?

Moreover, it's not normal. He doesn't think the other person would go to the trouble of coming to this room and leave without any regrets. Since it was a place obtained for some purpose, would they abandon it so quickly?

Pike said the other party had no hostility, but he also said that no one had ever mentioned the Phantom Troupe to him, yet the boy knew the names of every member of the Troupe and even their plan to leave Meteor City.

Although that person also possesses the ability to read minds, these clues may have been revealed from their own inner thoughts...

As a result, Kusuo Saiki's brief disappearance almost caused Kuroro to burn out his CPU.

When Machi finished cooking and called him from downstairs, Kuroro turned and went downstairs, but then a sound came from inside the house.

Kuroro turned around and found Saiki Kusuo inside!

Kusuo Saiki met Kuroro's gaze as he came downstairs. Surprised, he exclaimed, "Oh dear, did you leave the door open before you left? I shouldn't make such a mistake, or is this door so old and in disrepair that it can't be closed properly?"

In any case, say hello first.

Kuroro immediately flashed a professional fake smile: "Ah, our dinner is ready. Would you like some?"

Kusuo Saiki initially wanted to refuse, but then he realized it would be best to eat in Meteor City from now on, as going out to eat casually was risky. And if he refused this time, they definitely wouldn't come to him for dinner again tomorrow.

I had no choice but to swallow my pride and agree. I'll just have to pay them more money later; they need money to get out.

Although thieves will steal whatever they need.

Saiki Kusuo said.

"Hey, Machi, this is your specialty dish today!"

"Why are there only three portions of this can? I think no one will object if I take one portion. There are only two bites in total."

"Finks! The captain hasn't even sat down yet and they're already grabbing it?"

This lively atmosphere continued until Kusuo Saiki's pink head appeared behind Kuroro, at which point the atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point.

"Hey, Commander, seriously? This guy's coming to eat with us too?"

"We don't have any extra chairs for him to sit on."

Kusuo Saiki: There are only three stools in total. It seems like you're all planning to eat standing up.

"Did I forget what I said this afternoon? This is our guest, and guests naturally eat at the same table." Kuroro then turned to Saiki Kusuo, "I don't know if you'll like the food, but there are some rules about eating in Meteor City."

"Hmph, right, at the dinner table, everyone has to rely on their strength to get a meal," Feitan taunted, raising his hand...

A chopstick? Kusuo Saiki noticed that what Feitan was holding couldn't really be called a chopstick; it was more accurately described as a cone used as a weapon!

What are the others holding? Daggers, knives, or bare hands. What are they planning to do? Is this before a meal or a battle?

The others reluctantly made room for him, and Machi carried the last bowl of steaming hot flatbread, the only normal thing on the table tonight.

The basin was placed in the middle, and Machi took out her knife.

"Let me make this clear first, I'm not going to treat anyone who gets injured at the dinner table, 3, 2..."

What on earth is going on?! Can humans hurt themselves by eating? Is this war? Are you all allies?!

In an instant, several plates flew into the air. Kusuo Saiki reached directly for the flatbread he thought was the only edible item, dodging Feitan's attack on his hand, grabbed a flatbread, and retreated.

The various foods on the other plates were snatched up instantly, and after Saiki Kusuo, Franklin's large hand reached for the flatbread. Kuroro held a bowl of unidentified side dishes, and the others each had their own unique way of doing things.

The war soon came to a brief halt.

"Franklin, I'll trade one-third for a pancake." Kuroro spoke first, and Franklin, who had only managed to grab a pancake, naturally agreed.

Kusuo Saiki was speechless. He took a bite of the flatbread, and the others followed suit, changing their dishes as well.

Is it really just a game? Those who manage to snag good items can exchange them for a delicious meal, while those who are unlucky can only have a simple meal, which is fine since it's because they weren't skilled enough.

What a strange dining arrangement!

"Would you like some side dishes, sir? Come to think of it, we haven't introduced ourselves yet."

Looking at the plate Kuroro extended, Kusuo Saiki felt uneasy about eating it because of the unknown seasonings inside.

Kusuo Saiki extended his hand to introduce himself.

Kuroro paused for a moment before reaching out to shake hands: "Kuroro Lucilfer."

Kuroro, with his refined and gentlemanly manners, is completely out of place in Meteor City. He learned these manners from books, since these things simply don't exist in Meteor City.

"Does exchanging names have any special meaning outside?" Kuroro asked casually.

Kusuo Saiki thought for a moment:

"Yeah……"

During dinner, I don't know if they usually eat in silence, but tonight, with Kusuo Saiki present, everyone was unusually quiet.

After the meal, Kuroro led Kusuo Saiki to the living room. To be honest, Kusuo Saiki was still worried about cockroaches on the first floor, but Kuroro opened his book.

"It's an ability I acquired by accident before, and fortunately, the user is still alive. It's an ability that can control the surrounding insects, and because it has some enemy detection capabilities, I use it quite often." Kuroro opened the book and used his Nen ability.

"I didn't know until I looked, there were three on the first floor."