The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

"Heh, then I'll choose the side without the spider."

Kusuo Saiki quickly threw the coin at Finks, but unexpectedly used too much force. Fortunately, Finks was sturdy, and he caught it without feeling anything amiss.

It's so good that these people are abnormal. Kusuo Saiki felt fortunate for the strength of the individual members of the Phantom Troupe.

Yes, very good, Finks. If Saiki Kusuo were to toss the coin, it would be difficult for him to hide what happened if he tossed it into the ceiling in front of everyone.

At 11 PM, Kusuo Saiki was still engrossed in his book. He really didn't want to read anymore, he'd been wanting to for a long time. Why could that Kuroro guy read all day long?

At night, the other group members left the first floor and returned to their respective rooms.

The candle in front of Kusuo Saiki had gone out, and he did not relight it. Just as he was about to doze off, he suddenly heard Illumi wandering around nearby.

It was his inner voice that exposed Illumi's actions; Kusuo Saiki would never discover Illumi.

He immediately dispelled the illusion on those around him and went outside. He needed to make sure Illumi saw him, otherwise Illumi might break in through the window.

Chapter 23 Kuroro has finally recovered.

Illumi immediately hid.

"Yeah, what am I doing out in the middle of the night?" "Oh, oh, I just wanted to make sure you're safe." Saiki Kusuo only started thinking about how to explain his actions after he had already come out. He reached behind his back and took out a drink.

Yes, sneaking a drink inside will get you robbed. Let Illumi understand it that way. Oh dear, being a good younger brother who doesn't worry his older brother is quite troublesome.

That night, Kusuo Saiki returned to his room. He didn't know where Kuroro had been sleeping and was worried about something happening during the night, so he went back to his room on the third floor. Kuroro was still in the room, of course. He hung his suit jacket on Kuroro and flopped onto the bed.

I've had a really tough day.

It's my third day in Meteor City. It's cloudy. It's 10 a.m.

Before Kusuo Saiki could even settle into his seat on the sofa, someone came to visit.

What happened? Let's hear what the group members have to say.

Who knows what Kuroro has planned!?

Kusuo Saiki's face darkened. Are none of the group members intellectuals, and they all blindly follow Chrollo?

Unable to pretend by reading anymore, he forced himself to go out.

There were quite a few people who arrived, including the little boy who tried to stab Saiki Kusuo before, as well as many other minor characters. Judging from their inner thoughts, the others had also come to join Kuroro's cause.

Saiki Kusuo Luxilu: I heard you.

Kusuo Saiki looked at Feitan standing beside him. After Feitan noticed his gaze, Kusuo Saiki glanced at the undercover agent.

What do you mean "okay"? It was just a look, how did that become an order to kill?!

No, no, no, wait a minute! The other side was already planning to die together with us, so is it a matter of killing them?

Feitan slowed his pace and began to reinterpret Kuroro's meaning.

Have you really thought this through? It's a matter of life and death, and you can't even think about it for two seconds?!

However... interrogation might be better than killing him? Kusuo Saiki gave up on communicating; the more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He let Feitan quietly take the undercover agent away from the crowd.

I'm really worried it might explode, since Feitan only went there because of me.

However, Saiki Kusuo's idea was obviously unnecessary. Feitan discovered the explosives on the undercover agent the moment he made contact with him, and was immediately excited. He rubbed his hands together and began a very bloody interrogation.

The scene is unsuitable for children. Kusuo Saiki continues to face the crowd of people who want to join him. Listening carefully through telepathy, he discovers that many of them have been led there, and their gathering has ulterior motives. There are only a handful who are truly loyal and want to join. For example, the child in the back row who is observing, with black hair and black eyes, looks a lot like Chrollo's female... I misspoke, but this slightly dim-witted child should be Shizuku, right? She is definitely going to be a member of the Phantom Troupe later. If he wants to recruit people, why not just take her in?

No, that's not right. He can't make that decision for Kuroro. Kuroro probably wants to recruit more members, but how many exactly? Would he release information that so many people would know if it were just one or two members? Were the members selected through open auditions?

Kusuo Saiki quickly came to a conclusion about what to do.

We can delay it for as long as possible, just one more day.

Kusuo Saiki pondered for a moment and said:

Trials? Most of them have ulterior motives, you know.

Although the other members didn't understand Kusuo Saiki's decision, Kuroro's words were law, and those who were dissatisfied could only be subdued by the other members. After everyone had left, the members finally turned their questioning gazes to Kuroro.

However, Kusuo Saiki, who plays Kuroro, pondered for a moment, feigning mystery, and said:

Phinks: "What are you waiting for? Everyone's gone. Does that mean tomorrow, which isn't clean, will be clean?"

Feitan: "If the commander says to wait, then let's wait a little longer. Didn't he say those people should come tomorrow?"

"Of course the captain has his reasons. Didn't I say? It's not clean. Look at this guy in my hand, he's a gangster's lackey." Feitan tossed an arm over, successfully dispelling everyone's doubts.

"When? As expected of the commander, you have a sharp eye."

"Oh, I see. I don't understand all this nonsense. Anyway, just listen to the commander, right?"

Thanks, Feitan, for coming to the rescue! Saiki Kusuo flew back to his room. Forgive me, forgive me... Did that person only have an arm left? Or was an arm severed? Shouldn't an undercover agent have been prepared for this when they went undercover? There's 0.02% of the fault in this matter on my part.

With five minutes left before Kuroro's resurrection, Kusuo Saiki went upstairs and locked the door.

Kuroro had been alone in the room for almost 24 hours, still in the same position as before he turned to stone, holding a book in one hand. Kusuo Saiki shoved the book, which Kuroro had flipped through quite a few pages of, back into Kuroro's hands.

How should he explain things after Kuroro wakes up? To be honest, he doesn't know either...

"It seems there's no common sense to explain why I suddenly appeared on the third floor, in your room."

Kusuo Saiki only leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment. Perhaps he was too tired, because he accidentally fell asleep. Kuroro had been awake for a long time, watching his sleeping face, and had been trying to understand the situation for a long time, but unfortunately he hadn't been able to fully comprehend it.

"Why are you apologizing? What have you done to wrong me? The back pages of the book have been turned over; it should have been intact just now. Is my perception wrong, or has time changed? Aren't you going to explain this to me?"

There were many questions. Kuroro knew that all of this was clearly related to the enigmatic boy in front of him. The boy looked very tired, so he didn't disturb him immediately, but after observing him, he had no choice but to speak up. He had a feeling that "now" was definitely not "a few minutes later" that was a continuation of "just now" in his memory.

Kusuo Saiki: Is he a freak?

Chapter 24 Before leaving

It's too much trouble to hide it. With this kind of person, it's better to just tell them directly than to be suspicious.

Kuroro was surprised but surprisingly calm as he accepted the premise: "...Strange ability, but how did you survive these 24 hours? Are my bandmates alright? You're still wearing my coat, could it be..."

This sentence contained a lot of information, even Kuroro was stunned, covering his mouth in thought, observing the still-present anomaly in his hand—the book, flipping to the unread part, the paper showing signs of being read, which would be very difficult to fake: "Hmm, a whole day has passed, and you just left me in this room and used illusion magic to get rid of me, pretending to read a book the whole time to cover it up? It is indeed possible to get away with it, but in 24 hours, it is impossible that the members did not ask you any questions, and how did you answer them?"

Well, there's no way around it. Anyone would be surprised to find out that a stranger has been impersonating them for a whole day without their close friends noticing.

Even Kuroro's smile froze for a moment: "All? You mean, all the conflicts were resolved by the members flipping a coin themselves, and while you were impersonating me, you proposed a new rule that all the members accepted?"

Feeling guilty, Kusuo Saiki looked away, as if he had violated the other person's taboo.

Kuroro's eyes were sharp, but he closed his mouth and thought for a moment before suddenly laughing, "I haven't thought of this method yet. It does seem like they would agree, and with the spider element, it seems like something I would suggest. Compared to giving a random answer, this is already a good solution. And then? Today's daytime should be..."

Kuroro smiled at Kusuo Saiki, who remained calm and expressionless. The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long time.

Just when Kusuo Saiki thought Kuroro was about to get angry, Kuroro said, "It did cause me some trouble, but it was all the best solution. You're a smart person."

This person is incredibly calm!

Kusuo Saiki relaxed a little, although he already knew from his inner voice that Kuroro wouldn't be angry.

Kuroro is a very rational person. Right now, he's thinking more about how to solve problems than about complaining.

"The reason for the disbandment, you can hear what they're thinking, right? There's someone suspicious in that group, isn't there?"

Kusuo Saiki began to recall what he had heard through telepathy.

"You have to help me." After hearing this, Kuroro's mind started working, and he made a request to Kusuo Saiki.

"You've caused me a lot of trouble, shouldn't you help me solve some of my problems?" Kuroro's eyes widened, as if refusing would be a huge mistake.

It was clearly you who suddenly took off my glasses that caused all this disaster, wasn't it?

And you're asking a nine-year-old for help?

The only response to Saiki Kusuo was Kuroro's smile and outstretched hand: "It has to be resolved tonight, otherwise the rest of the plan will be delayed again. Sending them back is already a signal, and there's a high probability that no one will come tomorrow."

"I believe a few loyal people will come." Kusuo Saiki sighed; he had no choice but to help. It seemed that disbanding the group had indeed ruined Chrollo's plans.

Unexpectedly, the age of nine became his very important protector. With his age from his previous life, Saiki Kusuo is now at least twenty-six.

"Sure, we're not the kind of people who're always fighting and killing, so how could there be any bloodshed?" Kuroro jumped off the bed, reached out, and a book appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The ultimate thief's skill! What, trying to steal abilities?

Then Kuroro reached out and touched Saiki Kusuo. The next moment, the two were teleported downstairs, while Pakunoda, who was downstairs, was moved to a room on the third floor. Looking at Kuroro's coat, which was the only thing left on the bed, he was confused.

Upon hearing Paknotan's inner thoughts, Kusuo Saiki's face darkened.

This is the first time in my life I've been teleported like this, and I never want it to happen again.

Kuroro remained silent, glanced at Kusuo Saiki, and answered in his mind:

"Pink hair? When did he appear?!" Everyone had assumed that Kusuo Saiki had left after not seeing him for a day.

"Don't worry about it, everyone has been ordered to pack up and leave immediately." Kuroro's words immediately silenced everyone's doubts.

"Oh, has the time finally come?" Feitan licked his lips, clearly having long awaited this moment.

"Okay, split into two teams, go to two different places. Phinks, you go and contact Uvogin and Smiley first, tell them to move tonight. Then you and Franklin..."

Kusuo Saiki: I haven't seen Uvogin Knights for a while, and I thought they weren't the original members. Turns out they're from a distant faction.

Kuroro skillfully laid out his plans. He had only been awake for half an hour, yet he had already figured out the situation and made countless preparations.

Even Kusuo Saiki felt a bit of admiration for Chrollo. Chrollo was so smart that he saw the shadow of his older brother, Kusuke Saiki.

No, Kusuke Saiki wouldn't make such a plan. He's more likely to use any means necessary to achieve a goal, and he always acts alone, as if asking for help is a disgrace.

Late at night, three battles took place in Meteor City, and some things quietly changed once again. Also that night, the Phantom Troupe reached an agreement with the local gangs, who would provide them with airships in the future to assist many Meteor City residents in leaving their homeland.

Of course, there are also wars over power and resources. Most of the help that Kusuo Saiki provided was in these areas of negotiation, subtly cooperating with Kuroro using his inner voice.

My first thought after Saiki Kusuo finished.

“Pike has her uses, but she’s not suitable for this negotiation. Even without you, I can still test their bottom line, it’s just more troublesome,” Kuroro said.

Oh, so I didn't have to participate?

"Don't look like you didn't have to participate. Your presence has saved me a lot of time. Victory in this war requires racing against time."

They temporarily became the strongest violent armed force in Meteor City, and also became the target of everyone's hatred, especially the thorn in the side of the gangsters.

"This is the last time in Meteor City. The power struggle with the gangs will probably be fierce these next couple of days. Just leave it to Feitan and the others. Can you handle it? A nine-year-old who can hear your thoughts?"

“Of course.” Kuroro readily agreed.