The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Didn't you hear anything?

Following Kusuo Saiki's gaze, Killua suspiciously jumped onto the stair railing, tilted his head back, put his hands to his ears, and closed his eyes to listen.

"I can't hear anything anymore, are we very high up?"

Kusuo Saiki nodded slowly.

The children trusted Saiki Kusuo, exchanged glances, and decided: "Let's go upstairs!"

As night fell, a gentle breeze swept across the city's rooftops, leading me to a rather high rooftop.

The city is completely silent, devoid of lights and noise.

A man in a black suit stood on the edge of the rooftop.

A night breeze came from below, blowing the hem of his suit jacket. The man raised his hand, placed the bow on the strings, and drew a long string note in the night wind, like an opening, like the whisper of the night wind, quietly spreading in the night.

The unknown sounds are not limited to the violin.

In a corner of the rooftop, a piano, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, was found by the moonlight. The silvery moonlight shone on the black piano, and the keys emitted a faint glow. A hand landed on the keys, and the notes fell crisply and clearly, and the melody began from there.

The music became increasingly richer as a second piano note appeared at some point and a drumbeat rose and fell from some unknown place.

Chapter 184 Neferpitou

Kusuo Saiki and the Zoldyck kids stood on the floor below the rooftop. There were no obstructions at the entrances to the eighteenth floor and above, and even the doors were wide open. They only needed to walk up a few steps to see the strange people who were putting on a musical performance on the rooftop in the dead of night.

However, the music suddenly stopped, as if the musicians had encountered an uninvited guest.

"How romantic~ So this is the truth behind the ghost legend."

On the steps, Kusuo Saiki, who was in charge, led the Zoldyck group to take a step back.

The voice came from the rooftop, and the tone of voice speaks for itself. One can roughly imagine that Hisoka used his powers to climb the 18th floor. Well, he even climbed the small World Tree with his bare hands, so it makes sense that he climbed up there too.

"Ghost legends? About us?"

"Hey, now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense. I did receive some news about the ghost story, but I didn't know it was about us. I remember the band leader was practicing his instrument here a few days ago, right?"

"Hmm. He came with Feitan. What will we get if we crack the secret of the Ghost Legend?"

"I got a task from the student council and cracked the code to get tickets!"

"Can the student council also distribute tickets?"

"Yes, I'm the student council president, so I can manage things like this. Are there any members of the guild who haven't received theirs yet?"

"Thankfully, I've already got them all. So, could you please help me with the tickets for next week? I have a limited number of spots, so I can only help with half of the tickets."

"Sure, just assign me some tasks."

"The regimental commander even became a physical education teacher because of this..."

"Tickets for the high school section are easy to distribute."

The adults were talking upstairs, while the younger Zoldyck brothers were communicating by reading and writing.

Killua: Illumi's here too!!

Kurt: Big brother is amazing, student council president!

Miji: The point is, it's a bit dangerous for us to stay here any longer, like eavesdropping or something.

Alluka: But the music is so beautiful, will they still be able to play it? Who is playing it?

Only Alluka hadn't guessed who was above.

Mi Ji: Brother, why don't you write the character "念" (nian)?

I'm so sorry that I'm the only one who can't pronounce it.

Wait, am I not an ordinary person? Why can I see this? Is it something that's built into my computer?

A figure blocked half of the moonlight coming in through the door, startling the Zoldycks who were squatting on the steps writing.

"Hehehe, looks like there's a little surprise here. Your big brother has a good relationship with the Phantom Troupe, don't be shy~"

It was easily exposed.

Illumi also came to the door, and after a moment's thought, he pushed Hisoka aside, pressing his face against him.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you out for a walk?"

Whose child is strolling up to the 18th floor of the school building?

"I also had the housekeeper prepare hot milk and made sure everyone drank it."

When did the Zoldyck family start living together?

Illumi's gaze fell on Kusuo Saiki for a moment, then shifted to Killua: "Killua, answer me, what are you here for?"

Killua tensed up and lowered his head: "We're here to investigate the ghost legends."

"Hmm, really? Why are you hiding behind Xiaonan, Xiaoqi?"

Kusuo Saiki didn't know why Killua had suddenly become afraid of Illumi. He seemed fine before, hadn't he become increasingly bold after getting Silva's permission? Had he been pricked with needles again?

At this crucial moment, Alluka raised her hand: "Can I really go up and listen, big brother!"

Sweetie called him "Big Brother," and Illumi's expression didn't change, but he took a step back: "Of course."

Kusuo Saiki didn't really want to go up and listen.

He had just turned around when he met four pairs of expectant little eyes lined up behind him.

Miji, especially since you're already a big kid, don't hide behind me.

The rest...

Kusuo Saiki went up.

The musicians on the rooftop were none other than the Phantom Troupe.

Chrollo had a violin at his feet, as did Pike. Chrollo sat at the piano, greeting the children with a bright smile. There were still many people on the rooftop. Kobi held a piccolo, Shizuku sat at the keyboard, Machi was the one playing, Phinks held a trumpet and leaned against the wall, and Feitan sat at the drum set, now standing on a drumhead, looking down at the children who had just entered.

The once spacious rooftop now seems small.

The voice came from behind. Kusuo Saiki turned around and found Nobunaga Uvogin behind him. Nobunaga was holding a maracas and giving it to Alluka: "You're a good kid. You and Mimi each have a maracas to accompany you."

What kind of musical toys are these for kindergarten kids?

"Thank you, Uncle Nobunaga, but I prefer the violin, it's so cool!"

Alluka pointed to Pike, who was still playing his violin, and received a gentle smile from him.

"A ghost legend... It's not bad to apply it to us." Kuroro's lips curled up slightly. "I only started practicing it on a whim, for no particular reason. It's just that this place is really boring. A fictional game, having to progress through levels for my own safety, is really meaningless."

These are creatures that thrive on danger.

"But we're leaving soon anyway, let's continue, everyone."

After Kuroro finished speaking, everyone struck a pose one by one.

Kuroro reached down to pick up his violin, but grasped at nothing.

Beside Chrollo, Illumi rested his violin on his shoulder, the moonlight illuminating his slender figure. His long hair fell naturally to his sides, swaying gently in the wind and with his movements. He raised his hand to press the strings, then placed the bow on the strings, every movement precise and elegant.

Shuai Yalujia's face was full of joy.

Faced with such a brother-obsessed character, Kuroro could only lose his violin.

But Kuroro quickly swam over to Chrollo, placed his hand on the piano, and met Chrollo's gaze.

Their childhood friendship has given them a great understanding and rapport.

The swordsman spread his hands and pressed the piano keys, playing a series of legato notes.

I was rejected! I was rejected from playing the piano together!

The knight smiled and spoke in silent lip movements, so Kuroro had no choice but to reach out and take the conductor's baton from the piano stand.

Kuroro tapped his baton, strolling leisurely around the halfway point, glancing at all the members of the group, then making eye contact with the young spectators, before flashing out in a zigzag pattern to dodge Hisoka's cards.

Perhaps finding it too troublesome, he easily leaped over the wall and landed on the platform above the elevator. Hisoka chuckled below, raising his empty hands to show he wouldn't spoil this romantic moment.

Kuroro then looked up at the moon from the high platform, shifting his gaze from Hisoka's.

Moonlight spilled onto the stage, and the music played spontaneously by the audience filled the air. After a moment of stillness, his gaze fell, and he silenced all sound with his hands. In the stillness, both performers and audience held their breath in anticipation.

As he beckoned with his finger in the moonlight, the music began.

"So, the reason you didn't go home in the middle of the night was to go to a concert on the 18th floor of the high school building?"

There was no way I could say I wanted to go home and sleep in that situation. Everyone experiences this, right? When the temperature difference is too great, people who just want to stay by themselves are already exhausted, but for some reason, everyone else in the room has endless social energy and plans to party until 2 a.m.

I can't get away, especially when I'm alone. —Kusuo Saiki, feeling annoyed.

"How are your superpowers? Are there any signs of them returning?"

No, not at all. My body temperature is a normal 36.4 degrees Celsius, which is the standard body temperature for freely entering and exiting major shopping malls during the pandemic.

"Really not?"

"That's a shame. So you don't need to wear glasses, right? If you were to get a new pair, what style would you like?"

Whatever, style has never been important.

"How about a pair of glasses shaped like the letters 'cool' or 'good'?"

How am I supposed to wear those glasses out in public? Even if I were willing to become a superpowered person, I would still rather be seen as an ordinary superpowered person.

Thinking of this, Kusuo Saiki couldn't help but yawn.

As a normal, ordinary person, he is neither a Nen user nor someone who, like some other person, might evolve to lose his sleep ability at some point.

Saiki Kusuo, who accidentally fell asleep at four in the morning and was taken to the classroom by his younger brothers at eight in the morning, is already quite lucky to be awake.

"Would you like some coffee? You look tired."

No coffee, a nap is a much better solution. One huge advantage of not wearing glasses is that you can sleep directly between your elbows without anything pressing on them or worrying about damaging your glasses. It's a great perk that ordinary people can enjoy—the freedom to sleep anytime, anywhere, even though glasses don't exist yet.

"Aren't we supposed to go to the arena with everyone? It'll open in half an hour."

What can I possibly do in the arena? Are they really that bad off having just one spectator? I don't even get any points.

"But Nanxiong will still go, right? No matter what you say, he'll still go because he's already promised?"