The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

After everything that's happened, it can't have been only two minutes, right?

"Oh dear... there's still so much time left!" The referee held up a sign, feigning composure.

Kuroro chuckled and raised his chess piece: "There's still so much time, let's play. I'll take over Illumi's chess, and you continue to represent us. Tell me your moves and I'll play for you. There's no time limit, is that alright?"

Are you manipulating the referee with your mind? Why are the dark creatures being biased? Does anyone want to see the outcome of the game?

Saiki Kusuo heard the whispers around him; there were many people paying attention to the answer on the chessboard, not just the three people on the stage.

The appearance of the Lord's Chess piece is that of a military ceremonial piece. Everyone has learned how to use the military ceremonial piece to some extent during this period. Some people have come to like it, and some have even mastered it. When everyone in an environment is enthusiastic about something, people's interest in it is very high.

As a result, many acquaintances still hope that Kusuo Saiki will continue playing Go.

After a moment's hesitation, Saiki Kusuo nodded in agreement.

Although it's unclear whether the swordsman who can play chess is somewhat innocent, it's unknown how many unusual impressions he will face when he wakes up tomorrow.

“9-9-1, ride a horse,” Kuroro said.

The game continued.

Illumi watched from the sidelines with his arms crossed, and only after his gaze left the chessboard did he begin to pay serious attention to his surroundings.

For example, Hisoka, who is standing not far away with one hand on his waist and the other hand in front of his lower abdomen with his palm facing up.

For example, the half-golden circle that is faintly drawn by a mysterious force around the arena.

What is this? Has nobody noticed?

If everyone has noticed but overlooked something, it's the decorative neon lights.

Can he ask about the unusual thing that no one has mentioned?

Moreover, it continues to "draw" along the edge of the arena, like a pen drawing a circle.

Meanwhile, at another location on campus.

"These glasses were prepared for Kusuo. If they break, he'll have to take a nude feline photobook."

In the office, a child is talking to a person.

The child, with blond hair, sat on the table, holding a chain in his hand.

The chain led to a person with white hair, sitting cross-legged on a seat, who had just had glasses put on him by a child.

"Hahaha, suddenly entering a superpower recovery period, strange superpowers appeared that turned the older brother into the younger brother. Is it indiscriminate or is there some ulterior motive?"

The white-haired man looked apologetic, but he was very certain about this point: "An unexpected, indiscriminate, unconscious, and uncontrollable superpower."

Chapter 189 An Unexpected Trip That Was Done on a Whim

Kusuke Saiki narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then try your best to help me recover. I won't activate the psychic suppressor for you until then."

Kusuo Shiraigi closed his eyes.

He has over three years of experience controlling such superpowers, and he is certain that what turned Sosuke into a child was not a regeneration ability, but rather a transformation into another person, which is actually possible.

Turning him back into an adult is a complete mystery. Is there any other way? Wait, Kousuke loves cats so much, what if we turned him into a cat...?

"What are you thinking about? You look like you're trying to turn me into a cat. I prefer to control a cat as a human." Kusuke Saiki pulled on the chain on his hand, making Kusuo Saiki look up.

"Sometimes I want to treat you like a younger brother. At least you're a superpowered person, and I should like you more than a monkey. But Kusuo is a thousand times cuter. If it were Kusuo, he would try very hard to prevent his superpowers from affecting others. Even if they did, he would feel guilty and worried about everyone who was affected."

"You're so cute, my little brother. As expected, Kusuo should be the one to become a superpowered being. If Kusuo's superpowers don't come back naturally... how about we dissect you?" Little Kusuo picked up a wrench and held it up to Kusuo Shiraaki's head.

Shirai Mukuro was slightly taken aback, then suddenly looked tense, with surprise still lingering in his eyes.

"What's wrong? You look like you foresee a terrible scene."

Shiraiki Kusuo's response was to raise his hand and easily break the chain connecting the two.

Kusuke Saiki: ?!

The next moment, Shiraiki Kusuo had vanished from the spot.

Yes, he foresaw it.

His figure appeared in the sky above the arena, and then fell onto the arena wall.

His landing easily smashed a hole in the wall, and the stone bricks fell down, revealing the No. 0 field where Saiki Kusuo and the others were located!

Outside the arena, the golden "circle" had already taken shape, and the last piece had just been placed, resulting in a complete victory for Kuroro.

Everyone's gaze had just left the chessboard when they noticed the circle. It was only then that Kusuo Saiki realized from everyone's attention that something unusual had happened on the field again.

Before Kusuo Saiki could investigate further, another unusual movement came from the rooftop that attracted everyone's attention.

It's still a bit troublesome that we can't see the truth. What exactly happened?

Despite not being able to control his teleportation, Shiraiki Kusuo was still in freefall. He used his psychic powers to catch a falling section of the wall, giving the people below a chance to escape.

More important than these is the circle marked along the edge of the entire No. 0 field beneath your feet.

The circular base emanated a spatial power, a kind of ability never before seen before...

Teleportation? It should be, but where would a teleportation that requires charging take you?

Shiraaki Kusuo plummeted to the ground, not knowing where he would be taken. He only knew that in his premonition, his true form would disappear from this world!

If the original body has not yet regained its superpowers, then this ability can only be a result of its own subconscious!

He was really that bad; a dark thought lingered in his mind—he wanted his true form to disappear…

As Shiraaki Kusuo landed, the No. 0 arena beneath his feet instantly shattered into countless pieces of rock! The arena trembled like an earthquake, bricks and tiles fell, cracks spread, and the ground rapidly collapsed!

However, everything was brought to a halt before it completely collapsed, and then a slow recovery began.

The power of restoration was witnessed by everyone, and countless eyes were focused on the white-haired man in the center of Field 0.

"Who is that person in the arena? They seem so unfamiliar..."

"How could this be? That's... the white-haired Nanxiong-san!? How could he exist?"

"Who is this incredibly powerful person? Why have I never heard of them before..."

Shiraigi Kusuo's face was gloomy as he placed his bare hand on the empty ground.

"What is he doing? He's not going to kill us all, is he?"

"Wait, what's wrong with those creatures on the referee's bench over there?"

We were so close, so close to capturing the main body.

The referee in the air was the closest to seeing Kusuo Shiraishi. He became increasingly choked up with emotion and conveyed the clearest frontline situation to his comrades, sending them high-definition footage of Kusuo Shiraishi!

Everyone else on the field has also disappeared. Where did the main body go?

"woooooooo!! Kamisama!!"

"Kami! Kami!"

"Lord God!"

The creatures on the referee's bench suddenly lost control and could no longer pretend. As the first person harbored evil intentions, the creatures, with their minds in sync, scrambled to crawl toward Shiraiki Kusuo in the center of the field.

"—You guys are hopeless!?!"

Shiraiki Kusuo turned around, and a swarm of dark creatures seemed poised to engulf him.

Hey, hey, if I move even slightly, you'll all be turned into steam...

[Kusuo Shiraishi was submerged]

Kusuo Saiki felt a momentary sensation of falling.

They landed immediately, as if the feeling of falling had never occurred.

But he then noticed that there were many more people around him who could sense heat.

As Illumi and Chrollo were nearby, cautiously observing their surroundings, something swayed and fell to the ground.

Kusuo Saiki turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

"Oh, it's nothing. Hisoka's statue fell down, so why did this thing come too?" Illumi said calmly.

"Huh? Why? It's just a stone statue." Illumi asked, puzzled.

Kuroro carefully observed his surroundings before hooking his foot around Hisoka's arm, kicking Hisoka up, and then straightening him with his hand.

Saiki Kusuo said nervously.

"Fortunately, my arms and legs weren't broken."

"Don't worry, this stone is quite hard."

Illumi watches the exchange between the swordsman and Chrollo:

Oh no, it's a bit strange that the Phantom Troupe is paying too much attention to Hisoka's statue.

It seems logical, but making identical stone statues is somewhat insane.

Illumi seemed to want to investigate further, while Kusuo Saiki pondered what could distract him.

"More important than this statue is something else: where are we?" Kuroro said.

I can't see my surroundings, how am I supposed to know where I am? There are so many people, it must just be some city in the world.

"Why do the signs in these shops look so unfamiliar? Hmm... not entirely unfamiliar, they're somewhat similar. What's even stranger is that the people around me are speaking the same language as the Hunter's language, why is that?"

Kusuo Saiki: ...

No way, the text has changed, but the sound hasn't.

Only then did he notice the unusual content of the conversations around him, and that more and more people seemed to be gathering there.

Illumi and Chrollo noticed it as well.

The surrounding people looked hesitant and scrutinizing; some were holding their phones, while others were clearly using their phones to exchange information.

Both of them had used touchscreen phones before, and the ones they were holding were clearly touchscreen phones as well.

The voices of the people that Kusuo Saiki heard:

These kinds of sentiments are becoming more and more common, and they are resonating more and more closely.

Sorry, this is a fictional character with superpowers.