The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

“It’s easier once you recognize him. What are you thinking? I don’t think we should let Killua go back empty-handed after all that effort,” Illumi said. “Have you considered your own position? How do you compare yourself to those people? How do you plan to win… Have you thought about it?”

If Gon loses to Chrollo, Alluka's first round will be against Gon, the second against Killua, and the third against Illumi after he concedes defeat to me. Kusuo Saiki glanced at the whiteboard.

Ultimately, what is the purpose of having three Nen users in this kind of competition? It's just too difficult, isn't it?

"Have you thought about defeating the blond one? Or fighting Gon?" Illumi asked Alluka.

The blond one refers to Chrollo Shalnark.

That's putting him in a really difficult position. Even if Illumi didn't know that Chrollo was Chrollo, he should at least know that Chrollo was a member of the Phantom Troupe.

“I, I… I’ll listen to Killua, big brother.” Alluka lowered his head. He wasn’t as afraid of Illumi as Killua was; it was a different kind of fear, like being afraid of a strict elder.

As the eldest brother, Illumi is like a father to Alluka. Alluka must listen to Illumi, especially to be obedient. But this time, Alluka ran away from home and did something wrong, which is why she was nervous.

"No, you're hurting Killua. Killua has to lose the first round because of you, why should he? If Killua's match line happens not to overlap with yours, are you expecting Killua to go around pleading for you?"

“Then, I can do without a hunter’s license…” Alluka said.

"Aren't you going to travel around the world? A hunter's license is an essential thing; it allows you to go to many places for free."

Kusuo Saiki: Something happened that I don't know about, a world tour? Was Illumi listening to every word I said?

Alluka was shocked: "How did you know, brother?"

Illumi made a gesture of smoothing his hair, then lowered his hand when he realized he had no hair: "You're my own brothers, you know that just by thinking about it."

Kusuo Saiki: Who are you kidding? It was clearly overheard.

Kusuo Saiki: Isn't it more terrifying and intimidating when the true form is revealed?

Alluka lowered her head, fiddled with her fingers, opened her mouth but dared not say anything.

"Do you want to go home? Or try a little harder? Killua has done so much for you..." Illumi whispered devilishly, "Alluka, Killua only has four chances to fight. After Killua conceded twice, the third time he will face either me or Konan. Do you think he will win? As for the fourth time, I know Hisoka. He will fight to the very end. You should also know how strong Hisoka is. Will Killua win?"

Alluka looked up at Illumi, her small eyes filled with shock.

"By then, Alluka, you'll have your Hunter License, but Killua won't. He won't have to go on vacation anymore; he can go home and train. Thinking about it that way, it's not a bad ending."

Illumi said calmly.

Kusuo Saiki knew about the little trap in Illumi's words. The point that "he doesn't need to go on vacation" was actually meant to imply that both of them would be called home regardless of whether they got their Hunter Licenses or not. However, Illumi emphasized this point, making Alluka think that those who got their Hunter Licenses could go on vacation, while those who didn't had to go home for training.

Alluka thought she was a burden to Killua.

Kusuo Saiki glanced at the match order. Although Hisoka might have held back because of Apple, he might not necessarily be Killua's final opponent. Hisoka would face Kurapika, then Baudro, and then Bakkul. Did the latter two really have the willpower to make Hisoka surrender? They didn't have anything Hisoka would appreciate.

"Hmm! Alluka is a good girl, just listen to Killua. This is the ending that Big Brother wanted." Illumi affectionately patted Alluka's head with his nail-like face, but he was putting a lot of mental pressure on Alluka.

"The second test: Jay Freecss versus the Swordsman!"

Ah, the second match has started? Kurapika's match ended so quickly?

At the end of the match, Hisoka whispered something in Kurapika's ear and announced his surrender, which made Kurapika's eyes turn red.

Kusuo Saiki looked towards the arena.

Kuroro is still thinking about the last game.

Kusuo Saiki noticed: Did you realize that Hisoka was about to reveal information about the Phantom Troupe?

Just a little reminder? Hey, Hisoka's selling out the Phantom Troupe right in front of you.

Where does your trust in Hisoka come from?

"Both sides, get ready! The match begins!"

The examiner announced that Kuroro had finally settled down and was paying attention to Gon.

Kusuo Saiki: Just stop pretending to be a knight-errant.

Kuroro asked the referee beside him, "Mr. Referee, can I confirm something?"

"What is it?" the referee asked.

"The condition for victory is that the opponent must concede, right? Even if the opponent faints, there won't be a countdown, and there won't be a tie, is that correct?"

"Yes, one side must verbally concede or make a surrender gesture, and the referee must confirm that it is correct," the referee said.

Kusuo Saiki: I have a bad feeling about this.

Kuroro and Gon exchanged a thoughtful glance. It was the final exam. He had always believed that killing would lower the examiners' impression of him, and now the rules of the final exam were clear, yet also complicated. It still couldn't be solved simply and efficiently by killing.

Chapter 67 Hunter Exam: Final Exam 3

Kusuo Saiki: ...

Although he knew that Kuroro would not show mercy, not even to a child.

It is foreseeable that what follows will only be one-sided abuse.

Kusuo Saiki knew this was part of the plot, a crucial moment showcasing Gon's growth and perseverance.

But will it really go smoothly? The other party is... Kuroro.

At the very start of the match, Kuroro punched Gon, sending him flying against the wall, just as Gon was about to unleash his speed!

"Ah, Xiao Jie!"

Alluka had been playing with Gon the whole time, and seeing Gon get beaten up so badly, she became anxious.

Saiki Kusuo, anticipating what would happen next, wanted to take Alluka away, but was stopped by Illumi.

Illumi said, "Didn't Xiaonan want him to come out? Now that you're taking him away, I'll assume you want him to be protected forever under the family's protection. Of course, that's fine. This solution is also good. Alluka and Killua can stay at home forever. Anyway, Alluka only needs Killua to play with him, right?"

No. Kusuo Saiki sat down again, leaving Alluka stunned. He patted Alluka's head to comfort her.

I just subconsciously felt that Alluka should be spared this scene, but I almost forgot that they were already twelve years old.

While twelve years old is the age for graduating from elementary school in the original world, here twelve years old is the age for growing up.

Just like Itachi Uchiha and Minato Namikaze in Naruto, in unstable and dangerous times, children can grow up rapidly at the age of 12.

Chrollo's goal is to obtain a Hunter License, which conflicts with killing Gon. He wasted so many days, so of course he won't leave empty-handed.

So as long as Gon doesn't die, Kusuo Saiki can recover, regardless of whether Chrollo left Gon with a wound that would cause him lifelong disability.

From the perspective of the outcome, calmness is destined to result in no harm, but from the perspective of the process, it will be torture for every ordinary person present.

Alluka, you need to understand the following scene carefully. Under the rules of the arena, Chrollo did nothing wrong, and Gon did not beg Chrollo not to kill him. They both agreed to the rules before starting the match, and Gon had the right to surrender at any time without suffering any physical pain.

If we completely believe the original story, this match would probably only end when Gon is severely injured and Kuroro can't get him to surrender. At that point, Gon's condition would be extremely dire.

Gon struggled to his feet countless times, only to be violently knocked down by Chrollo. Gon fell and got up again and again. Chrollo swept him to the ground with his leg and pinned Gon's body down with his knee.

He looked down at us with his eyes downcast, those dark eyes exuding a menacing aura.

"Such a determined look in your eyes. Let's have a chat." Kuroro calmly grabbed Gon's wrist.

"It's strange. Your father didn't raise you before you were twelve, so why are you going to find him? Can't you live alone? Why worship someone you've never met and chase after them?" As Chrollo said this, he broke off one of Gon's fingers.

He didn't give Xiao Jie any chance to refute, silencing him with pain, as if his question was just a soliloquy. He continued, "Will you be more courageous to say 'I will never admit defeat until I die'? Your body is trembling with fear." Another finger, the joints twisted one by one in the opposite direction until it broke. The movement wasn't fast, but it was enough to make one feel a slow but intense pain.

“You said the fishing rod was given to you by your father. Well then, look at your own hands. Do you really think you can still hold a fishing rod? Even if you become a hunter, you won’t be able to reach your father’s side.”

"This kind of bending will leave permanent damage. If you don't understand, the doctor I know can tell you."

Each sentence was followed by the sound of bones cracking and Xiao Jie's screams. The pain of having fingers connected to the heart was unimaginable.

In the oppressive atmosphere, everyone's faces showed fear, not only out of empathy for Gon, but also out of shock at Chrollo's indifferent attitude.

Kuroro released his grip, grabbed Gon's wrist, and shook it. The severed fingers, like extra parts connecting the hand, swayed with the shake: "I just broke your little and ring fingers on both hands. Next is your index finger, the part that truly affects your movement. When all ten fingers are gone, I will shatter your hand and wrist. You will be left with irreversible injuries, but you won't die. It doesn't matter if you don't surrender. I can make you a cripple from now on before you easily admit defeat. If you still think you can see your father, you will only be able to see him while you are paralyzed in a wheelchair."

"If you're not strong enough, you can go home and practice more. If your father loves you, he will wait for you. All he needs to do is give up. Are you hoping to get away with it by having your fingers slowly broken one by one? Kid, this is the end of this sentence. If I don't hear the two words I want before the next sentence, I will break all your fingers. Then you will never be able to lift your fishing rod again."

Kuroro is decisive, refreshing, casual, and at ease.

He let go of Xiao Jie's hand so he could feel his fingers. The limp and powerless fingers were pressed against his palm at a twisted angle, and the bones inside were broken and shattered.

Kuroro's heart was at peace. Sunlight streamed through the window, and Kuroro stood in the shadow cast by a cross between the window frames.

He is not someone who would find pleasure in torment, nor would he feel pressured by it.

I did what I was allowed to do under the exam rules, nothing more.

Xiao Jie was trembling. He realized that his fingers had completely lost sensation; the bones were shattered, making his fingers unrecognizable. Aside from the pain, he felt nothing; his fingers seemed to have lost all connection to him…

I may never feel it again in my entire life.

He will lose his middle and index fingers next, and he may not be able to hold chopsticks or food. He will need to be fed!

Fear also gripped Xiao Jie; all it took to ensure his safety was just two simple words.

Leorio shouted, Kurapika shouted, and Killua also offered his advice...

In the arena, everyone waited.

"I don't want to!" Xiao Jie, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted!

"No! No! No!" Xiao Jie shouted, his body suddenly straightening up. His already injured ankle forced him to kneel on one knee in a twisted position. Xiao Jie's eyes, however, were bright and piercing, like torches. He looked up at Kuroro, but in the light, his eyes did not reflect any hatred or loathing.

Chapter 68 Hunter Exam: Final Exam 4

He overcame his fear, even if it meant lifelong disability or death, he would never give up today!

Kuroro gazed into the clarity in his eyes, a clarity that shouldn't have come from someone about to have their freedom taken away for life.

Knowing he would be disabled for life, he still continued...

Do they have such awareness?

"Even if I die, I will never admit defeat! If my hand is broken, I'll bite the fishing rod! If my leg is broken, I'll crawl over here bit by bit! I just can't admit defeat here. If I admit defeat here, I'll never see my father again!"

“That’s just your opinion,” Kuroro said, but before he could continue, Gon shouted again.

"You just said you'd break all my fingers before I surrendered, before you even said your next word! And you haven't even broken them yet!"

He even reminded Kuroro? The sooner he breaks, the sooner he'll suffer the pain?

Everyone wore expressions of shock.

Kuroro was clearly a little surprised. He looked at Gon for a few seconds, then said decisively, "Okay."

It was just a Hunter Exam, and everyone he met was below the threshold of Nen users. Apart from a few Nen users, Chrollo didn't have any expectations for the others here before he came. He didn't expect to meet people like this.