The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

My brothers are such a worry, but at least I can eat fish now.

Kusuo Saiki traded the gold dust in his bag for a bottle of salt. He had barely taken a step and hadn't even looked up when he heard his inner voice.

I desperately wanted to escape, but I teleported for three minutes.

Kuroro and Hisoka faced off across the river.

"Captain~ We've been chasing each other for three days now, will you accept my challenge?"

“I’ve already given you my number, Hisoka. Please allow me to refuse.”

"It's so frustrating to finally run into the leader alone and not let me fight... Chrollo, we can have a little fight without using Nen."

Kuroro x Saiki Kusuo:

"Hehehe... What should I do? Does the captain not like my body? You should be the same kind of person as me, also looking for thrills..."

Kuroro glanced at Kusuo Saiki.

Kusuo Saiki: That look in his eyes is saying that this side is being provoked.

Superpowers are indeed thrilling, the kind that can actually kill you.

"I won't fight my teammates, and a contest shouldn't be happening now, under the supervision of the Hunter Exams," Chrollo said calmly.

Each examinee had someone following them, and Kusuo Saiki could feel it too. His constant teleportation caused that person a lot of trouble.

"So, can we have a duel? It's okay if it's a little later, right? Chrollo, you should know that I joined the Phantom Troupe because of you..." Hisoka placed his fingertips on his chest, looking quite pleased as he reached out to Chrollo for a duel.

Kuroro remained silent. Hisoka's abilities had already been clearly exposed, and even so, he didn't want to confront Hisoka. Not only was it a troublesome matter, but it would be difficult to defeat someone like Hisoka in a roundabout way: "I said, I refuse."

Hisoka puffed out his cheeks, and Chrollo stepped back.

Time passed second by second, and Hisoka suddenly pointed at Kusuo Saiki.

Hisoka knew that Chrollo wouldn't agree easily, after all, they had been playing hide-and-seek for three days: "If there are disagreements among the members, we can decide by flipping the Spider Coin. Chrollo, let's decide by flipping a coin."

Hisoka said, "To be fair, let Pinkie Pie flip the coin~ Before it falls, the leader chooses one side, and I'll choose the other, okay?~"

Kusuo Saiki: ? Hey, what does your fighting have to do with me?

Kuroro: Logically, the coin should be tossed by the members, but this rule was proposed by Saiki, so let's make an exception for him this time.

Kusuo Saiki: Why, didn't anyone ask for my opinion? Do you even know how much damage this tiny exception will do to the coin? You have hands, so you can throw it yourself!

It’s okay to wake up everyone’s favorite brother Yi Mi, the mainstay of the enemy-beating team, and throw it around. It’s perfectly okay not to bring me to the Sanmei Party!

“Okay, I accept. Saiki, here’s a coin.” Kuroro still had a strange belief in fate. He took a coin out of his pocket and flicked it, and the coin flew precisely to a spot where Saiki Kusuo could catch it with his outstretched hand.

Kusuo Saiki could only reach out and grab.

The coin twisted in his hand. Well, the coin's one-day chance to be restored was lost.

It was supposed to be sturdy back then, but it's not sturdy at all!

When did I ever agree to throw it away for you guys?!

Hisoka stared excitedly at Saiki Kusuo, "Hehehe... Hurry up and throw it, little pink, you have to be on my side, okay?~"

It's not like I can control what happens to a coin, though it's not impossible.

"Ugh, this is so troublesome," Kusuo Saiki thought, looking at the coin in his hand. "How many steps are involved in tossing a coin? Toss the coin up, catch it, and let go."

An item can only be restored once a day, and the coin has already been restored once.

One instance is losing control of the force with which you toss a coin, and another is losing control of the force with which you catch it. When you finally let go... it won't just be one coin anymore, but a single coin.

What's going on? Is this a complete dead end? It takes four attempts a day to complete such a difficult coin toss!

"Go ahead and throw it, Saiki. I'll accept my fate if I really lose," Kuroro said, already wondering if a challenge to Yorknew City would be feasible.

This person is already thinking about their escape route.

Holding it indefinitely wasn't a solution, so Kusuo Saiki held the coin in his palm and weighed it in his hand.

It's too light. I have no idea how much force to use. Could they let me try throwing it?

Kuroro saw Saiki Kusuo's gesture and mentally reminded him.

Do you think I can still survive in this world intact after using the coin snap?

Kusuo Saiki tested his strength again. It should be about right, that's about it.

Having never experienced the force required to toss a coin before, it would be a lie to say that Kusuo Saiki wasn't nervous, especially with the two of them staring intently at him.

Right now, throw it away, just use something very ordinary...!

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Kusuo Saiki raised his hand and tossed the coin. Even with the coin held in his palm, he threw it straight out, but the force...

This was completely unexpected by Kusuo Saiki!

The coin soared into the air, and the three people, whose dynamic vision could keep up with the coin, also rose into the air, until the coin coincided with the sun.

Kuroro: ...How did you throw it so high?

Hisoka: Heh... Even I can't throw it that high straight, can I? Without using my abilities.

Kusuo Saiki: Yeah, why did he fly so high? This coin is quite heavy.

After a long while, the coin finally tumbled and fell. Normally, Kusuo Saiki could calculate whether it would land heads or tails by its rotation speed and height, but now, it was impossible to determine whether the coin would be intact after landing.

Should he still help Chrollo make a choice? Originally, it was a coin he flipped that influenced fate to some extent. He intended to help Chrollo, but thinking about it carefully, if Chrollo directly challenged Hisoka, Hisoka wouldn't have sought cooperation with Kurapika, right? Oh dear, is another major future about to change?

“I’ll choose the side with the spider. Spider, my lucky word,” Kuroro said.

The coin plummeted straight down, landing with a loud thud, causing all three to turn pale.

Hisoka: Why didn't Pink catch it? Even if he lost, no one will blame him...

Kuroro: Is the coin I specially commissioned still working?

The coin landed in the grass next to Kusuo Saiki. Yes, it was slightly off-center, which was intentional on his part. He couldn't possibly catch the coin; it would break.

Kusuo Saiki walked towards the bushes, and Hisoka also came over.

Hisoka saw it at the same time, so there was no possibility of him cheating.

I was surprised that the coin survived intact, although it was chipped and its shape was distorted.

Hisoka deflated like a punctured balloon. Kusuo Saiki knew that Hisoka was still a gentleman, and since he had said he would decide with a coin toss, he probably wouldn't challenge Chrollo to a duel in this exam.

"Phew, that's great," Kuroro said, jumping over the river to pick up the coin. "But that's really exaggerated, wasn't it? Was that height intentional?"

Kuroro silently took a step away from him.

Kusuo Saiki: You almost died before, and now you're scared?

"Now we can enjoy grilled fish without worry. Hisoka, would you like some?" Kuroro turned around and surprisingly invited Hisoka to join him.

However, Hisoka refused, hunching over and clutching his arm, clearly suppressing something: "Hehehe... I'll get too excited if I stay with you any longer, bye-bye~ Next time, I won't let you off the hook, okay?~"

Kusuo Saiki watched Hisoka walk away.

He also watched as the battle scenes in Hisoka's mind—the beating up of Chrollo and Chrollo's counterattack—faded into the distance.

"Is Hisoka a pervert?" Chrollo lit a fire to prepare to grill fish.

Kusuo Saiki asked in return, his expression blank.

"A pervert is someone with an abnormal mind. Hisoka just chose a fighting style that leans more towards the wild, like a hunter chasing its prey, no... let's say a wild beast chasing its prey, following its own desires. I think it's pretty good."

Kusuo Saiki remained silent, unaware that he was the one who had been chased by Hisoka for three days and only wanted to escape.

"He's a member of my crew. When he joined the Phantom Troupe, all the other members accepted him. Even if they didn't accept him, I would still respect his choice. He's someone who carries out his choices, and I quite admire him. I wouldn't call him a pervert... Of course, you're free to use that word." Kuroro lit the fire, fanned it, and spoke as he did so.

He spoke so seriously, as if he'd just been lectured by a teacher. How could I possibly dare call him a pervert again?

Kusuo Saiki approached and sat cross-legged on the other side of the fire, taking a skewered fish and bringing it close to the fire.

He wanted to help grill a skewer, but the fragile branch snapped, and the fish almost fell into the fire.

Luckily, I caught it with my telekinesis.

Kuroro fixed his gaze:

Don't give other people's abilities random names. It's called telekinesis, really. It's hard to tell the difference between telekinesis and psychic abilities because they're only one word apart. But please understand that telekinesis is a derivative of superpowers. It can do things in place of hands, but it's a bit clumsier and harder to control.

“You can’t control your strength well, so let me do it,” Kuroro said.

They were already able to build the tower. Saiki Kusuo regretfully let go and handed it to Kuroro.

The fire burned brightly as Kusuo Saiki watched the fish slowly cook, while Kuroro skillfully prepared new fish with a knife.

The scene was also too amiable.

To this day, there has always been a sense of incongruity.

Should we say he's slow-witted? Or has Kuroro somehow hidden his true self? No, telepathy doesn't lie; the current Kuroro is who he truly is.

However, the Kuroro we see in the manga is a very serious person, the emperor of the night, a sinister murderer, someone who should be frightening to people.

I always thought he was so gentle and cheerful because he was playing a chivalrous character, but now it seems that he's not really that fierce.

Could this strange behavior mean I've been possessed by a reader?

"What are you thinking about? Are you surprised that I can grill fish?"

"I've long since accepted the survival skills of the people of Meteor City," Saiki Kusuo asked. "Let's test them on this point."

Although it was a rule that the Phantom Troupe already had in the original work, it was still proposed by an outsider, and Kuroro had hesitated before flipping the coin whether he, as an outsider, could throw it.

So why would we agree to his proposed rule, unless we already knew that such a rule would exist?

"Why? Most people have accepted it, haven't they?" Kuroro said. "Almost everyone agrees with this rule, so why should I object? Imagine you were Saiki Kusuo proposing this rule to everyone, and they would consider it too. Well, although I was partly responsible for the initial acceptance, everyone really liked it when it was implemented."

Kuroro handed him the grilled fish, and Saiki Kusuo then noticed that the spear for spearing the fish was noticeably thicker than the others, and there were two more fish like this.

She is a very meticulous person, so meticulous that she acts without even needing to think things through, which is why she didn't hear the telepathic message.

"Perhaps you're overestimating my status as leader. I accepted this interesting rule as a member. I only became leader because everyone recommended me after we got together. The Phantom Troupe is not my property."

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