The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

If you're a samurai, keep your sword under control! Won't you accidentally injure your own comrades in battle? No wonder you're all dying in one-on-one fights!

Facing the oncoming knife, Kusuo Saiki used his telekinesis to leap in mid-air, landing four meters away—right on the wall.

Walking while standing on a wall is a skill that Kusuo Saiki learned when he was one year old.

A cat just stood there on the wall, defying all physical logic.

The Nen users watched as this cat accomplished things they themselves couldn't.

I thought to myself: What is this thing?

Oh no, this is terrible!

If you're only thinking about dodging the knife, by the time you realize what's happening, it's already too late to save yourself, isn't it?

Whether dodging a knife or standing on a wall, it's all a departure from the ordinary.

Kuroro's gaze fell on Saiki Kusuo's glasses. These special toy glasses looked strangely familiar, as did the small wristband wrapped around his right paw. Although the wristband had been changed to the same white color as his fur, it was still very eye-catching.

“Captain, this cat is unusual,” Phinks guessed. “Whose Nen beast ability is it?”

Kuroro stared intently, silently reciting something in his mind.

Tsk, we've been found out.

Kusuo Saiki's response was:

A familiar catchphrase. Kuroro was surprised to see Kusuo Saiki here, but his appearance at this moment clearly indicated his purpose...

Kusuo Saiki doesn't have any missions left. He's just checking on his brother's safety and making sure Killua doesn't die. He won't try to take Killua away.

Kuroro's answer was very straightforward.

The hostages that Killua can acquire are extremely important, and Chrollo is now on high alert about them, a far cry from his previous indifferent attitude.

Therefore, even though Kusuo Saiki has his thoughts and other abilities, making him very difficult to deal with, Chrollo still has to work hard for him.

The ultimate thief's skill appeared in his hands, and Kusuo Saiki already knew of his resolve.

Saiki Kusuo said.

"Huh?" Kuroro was surprised.

This choice demonstrates that Kusuo Saiki truly had no intention of taking the Phantom Troupe's only remaining hostage.

"In order to successfully exchange the hostages, we will of course ensure Killua's safety."

"That's true." Kuroro thought for a moment and admitted it very frankly.

What do you mean "that's also true"? Solve it for me.

"Come with us, and I'll have the knights keep an eye on Killua."

Kuroro, you seem to have an inexplicable confidence in your team's ability to work together even without you.

This is actually a small prejudice that Kusuo Saiki had against the Phantom Troupe after reading the manga.

After all, without Kuroro, the Phantom Troupe split into two sides and started arguing.

During Kuroro's conversation with the cat, only Kuroro's voice was heard by everyone else; the others looked completely bewildered.

But they were in a hurry, so Kuroro didn't explain further and turned around to say, "Find a car, Kitty, come along."

Kusuo Saiki didn't want to be running on the ground alongside a bunch of spiders that could walk and leap across walls.

He leaped off the wall, aiming for Kuroro's shoulder. Kuroro noticed this out of the corner of his eye and slowed his movements to wait for Saiki Kusuo to jump.

However, when the small, snow-white body of the male cat Saiki Kusunoki landed on Kuroro's white fur collar, and the moment its tiny paws actually touched Kuroro's shoulder, Kuroro, who was walking forward, suddenly felt as if he had been hit on the shoulder by Urogin, and he stumbled and almost fell face-first to the ground!

Kuroro took a big step, barely managing to steady himself in a lunge position, his fingertips dangling down as if preparing to brace himself against the ground.

Thankfully, it stabilized, barely.

What a monstrous kitten! What weight! What kind of force was that?!

Oops, sorry, it's just that the super-powered kitten lost control of a little bit of its power.

Kusuo Saiki carefully retracted his claws, parted Kuroro's fur collar, and the white fur and the white cat were a perfect match.

"Commander, what's wrong?" Nobunaga asked in surprise from behind.

To the other members, it was just a cat "lightly" landing on Kuroro's shoulder, and Kuroro's reaction was far too exaggerated.

"...No, it's nothing." Kuroro straightened up with one step, twisting his ankle. He was only slightly startled; it was nothing serious.

"Hey—Commander! We got it!"

Phinks had obtained his car keys from a lucky passerby and was calling out to Kuroro and the others to come quickly in front of that person.

That person's heart.

Kusuo Saiki buried his head in his collar. It wasn't his problem; he was just a cat riding a mount named "Kuroro."

The driver was Phinks, who had loved motorcycles since childhood, while Kuroro sat in the passenger seat.

Because there was a natural gap between the car seat back and the headrest, Kusuo Saiki didn't move at all, and Kuroro seemed to have forgotten his existence.

Nobunaga and Peeling Ripper in the back seat found it hard to take their eyes off the white cat hidden in the fur of the coat.

Nobunaga and the Peeling Ripper: Commander, you have a cat on you, Commander.

“We only know what the Chain Hand looks like and his general location. It will be very difficult to find him without alerting him. Do you have any ideas?” Kuroro said.

Peeling Rift said, "I plan to infiltrate the building in disguise. My Waltz - Metamorphosis can change my appearance according to different conditions."

Finks floored the accelerator, speeding the car along the road while still managing to join the conversation: "I plan to find a place to hide first, and wait for the heroes to send word so we can coordinate our operation. Ensuring the negotiations proceed smoothly is our entire brigade's mission, right, Captain?"

Nobunaga said, "I don't really have any ideas... It's similar to Phinks, let's observe and wait."

"How to use it is up to the team leader."

They trusted Kuroro completely.

But leader, you have a cat on your neck, are you sure it's okay? What's the deal with this cat? When did you get it? Did it become a companion after just a few words?

Kuroro, oblivious to everything, covered his mouth and fell into deep thought.

The car sped up to 120 miles per hour, and the frequent violent bumps made it hard not to suspect that the car would overturn at any moment. Everyone was fully prepared to get out of the car immediately if an accident occurred!

Suddenly, the headlights of a car appeared in front, lined up sideways. Finks tapped the brakes repeatedly, and the car suddenly drifted to the left. Everyone was pulled to the right by the inertia, and they all reached out to hold onto the car to steady themselves.

Kuroro first braced himself to the side with his right hand, then remembered that there was something on his shoulder and reached out to protect it.

What's wrong? Are you afraid I'll crash through the window?

Kusuo Saiki lazily looked at the hand blocking his way. His superpower had kept the hand three centimeters away. Yes, he had surrounded himself with a protective shield to prevent himself from being blown away.

Kuroro tried it and found that he had lost the right to touch his own neck and big white fur collar.

Kusuo Saiki: It doesn't matter how those things are.

Kusuo Saiki sensed from his heart that Kuroro cared even more about the white fur collar.

He thought of something.

Need I say more? Kusuo Saiki is very clean. No matter what he did in his cat form, not a single speck of dust or mud ever got on his paws.

Kusuo Saiki showed Kuroro his cat paw, which made contact with Kuroro's ineffective protective hand from a distance. Kuroro's hand happened to be lowered at the same time, and Kusuo saw his pink cat paw flesh in the rearview mirror.

So don't worry about your fur collar getting dirty, Kuroro.

Kuroro stared intently at the clean paw:

"What's wrong with the pink one?" Kusuo Saiki retracted his claws and tucked his hands into his fur collar. In this emergency, only he could remain so calm and composed, exuding an air of nonchalance as if he were detached from danger.

Perhaps Kuroro doesn't actually care whether his collar is dirty or not; they come from Meteor City, so it's almost impossible for them to have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness.

No matter how skilled Finks was, he still hit someone with a sudden stop and drift.

Blood splattered on the car, and everyone quickly abandoned it. Finks opened the car door and, holding onto it, whistled as he saw the vehicles rapidly surrounding them.

He then noticed that his hands were covered in sticky blood splattered on the door, and he immediately pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe them.

I retract my statement that it's impossible for someone to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Kusuo Saiki corrected himself.

Chapter 89 Youkexin - Serious Youkexin

The group encountered gangsters. Although Yokexin had not experienced the massacre, the gangsters had ample military firepower.

"Oh no, Captain, this means we can't sneak up here anymore, right?" Phinks scratched his head.

"If we kill them all, there's still hope. This place is quite remote. What are these people doing here?" Nobunaga speculated, raising his sword. "Could they be related to us?"

Peeling off the cracks, the man stood by and watched quietly as things unfolded.

"Leave two for questioning, then proceed." Kuroro gave the order to massacre very easily, his mind still focused on speed.

Nobunaga didn't need to elaborate to kill these people; he simply rushed into the crowd and, with a swift stroke, head after head fell to the ground.

The group was moving too fast; the gangsters, guns raised, couldn't catch a glimpse of them and immediately pointed their guns at Kuroro, who was standing still.

Some people specifically targeted the crosshair-like tattoo on Kuroro's head.

Kusuo Saiki: Great, fifteen people aiming at the stars. This tattoo of yours must have been made for today.

A book appeared in Kuroro's hand, and he began to fight.

Kusuo Saiki twirled his long tail and tucked it into his arms.

Close your eyes and wait for the gunfire to pass.

From the agonizing cries of the telepathic connection, Kusuo Saiki learned that these gangsters had indeed received a tip and were coming to raid them, but they didn't know that the people here were from the Phantom Troupe; they thought they were key figures from the Nosra family.

The Nothra family is the gang that Kurapika joined. These people are the Nothra family's enemies. It's likely that Kurapika intentionally provided incorrect coordinates, causing people to come here to ambush them.

But how did Kurapika know that the Phantom Troupe would appear here at this time?

Precognitive ability? Was it Neon's precognition before Chrollo stole her ability, just as Chrollo deduced that Kurapika was in the city, Kurapika also happened to gain precognition related to geographical location?

It's incredible that they'd go into such detail about this entire street.

Inside the Phantom Troupe's base.

"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep."

Killua's phone rang.