The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

"Look, that's the market over there. Are you hungry?"

The aroma of noodles wafts from afar. This is a city with convenient transportation, so the variety of food is also very rich. Food has one style on the snack street, but in the market in the mountains, it will be a completely new kind of abundance.

Before heading to the market, Kusuo Saiki glanced at the favorability display beside him; both of them had a favorability rating of 70 for Alluka.

An unborn child is very endearing.

Chapter 103 The Market is a Magical Place

The market is a magical place.

Even though it was 5 a.m., people gathered in the same place to eat the first hot pancake before the sun rose.

But the food was all delicious.

Just as Kusuo Saiki was about to pay, he discovered that Kurumi, who was looking at her phone, had already paid first.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a little money," Ku Lili said casually. Normally, he would never look down at his phone while talking to someone.

"Ah, Mr. Kusuo, I remember there should be a kind of calming incense for sale here. Could you keep an eye out for it for me? I'd like to buy some!" Kuli thought to herself.

You're buying it for Kurapika, right?

Kusuo Saiki pointed.

Kuli waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, it's not that kind of food, it's a kind of incense that usually appears a little later than the food..."

"Selling incense—Dowwala incense—"

"Huh?! I didn't... Thank you! I'll be right back!" Kururi's figure disappeared.

After all, he hadn't even set up his stall yet; he had predicted it from his inner voice. Saiki Kusuo held the bread, blew on it, and was about to take a bite.

"Brother! Brother Nanxiong—!" From not far away, Alluka ran over.

So, did you manage to buy the red bean paste after waiting in the long line?

Alluka, however, stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Saiki Kusuo with a serious expression.

……What's wrong.

"Brother Nanxiong, that's too much! How could you hurt someone and then not take responsibility? It must have been you who did it, right?"

Don't sound like a heartless man; everyone around us is watching.

Even Kusuo Saiki had a moment of doubt, wondering when he had hurt someone, or how the person he had hurt could still be alive.

That's really tough armor.

But Alluka's expression didn't seem fake; she adopted a very stern, parental posture, puffing out her chest: "Even if that uncle did something bad, brother can't secretly take revenge behind my back. Komugi definitely doesn't want that!"

So what exactly happened? I'm completely clueless, Alluka. "That uncle"? Connecting him to Komugi... could it be referring to Chrollo? He's going to play shogi with Komugi until tomorrow, it just doesn't seem to fit here...

Well, actually he had already seen the scene in Alluka's mind.

I also saw a person being questioned by a few villagers in the distance behind Alluka.

Through the villagers' backs, X-ray vision revealed the wheelchair surrounded by them and the "human" attached to it.

If I may ask, how did the leader of the Phantom Troupe get to this level?

A silver wheelchair sat a dark-haired man. His head was wrapped in bandages, and he wore a black turtleneck sweater. His youthful face was framed by black-rimmed glasses, and a book with a bookmark rested on his lap.

Overall, he was harmless and likable; at least passersby showed him kindness.

This person had obvious problems with both legs. His left leg was completely in a cast from the knee down, and his right leg was wearing a white bandage "shoe" starting from the ankle. Although there was a small blanket draped over his legs, it didn't prevent Saiki Kusuo from seeing them.

It was winter after all, and although the city's climate wasn't so cold that it would snow, there was still a bit of a chill in the air.

"Thank you all for your kindness, I didn't come alone." Kuroro spoke very politely to everyone.

This person, with a darker side, clearly doesn't appreciate the selfless kindness of others.

Kusuo Saiki watched the spectacle unfold, remaining aloof. But how could he explain Alluka's questioning?

Kusuo Saiki takes a bite of bread, a sip of soy milk, and five seconds pass.

Take another bite of bread, then a sip of soy milk, all in three seconds.

He took a bite of bread, his cheeks bulging, but his eyes held a hint of guilty confusion.

The way he devoured the bread like a starving ghost prompted the shopkeeper to pick up the soy milk pitcher: "...Would you like another cup, my friend?"

Kusuo Saiki wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

Probably not.

Kuroro's leg injury probably has nothing to do with him.

Are the basic qualities of Nen users really that weak?

Even if she's not a Nen user, a spider's basic physical abilities are pretty good, right? Aren't the kids in Meteor City running wild on garbage dumps from a young age? That kind of mountain chase makes their physical abilities approach those of Mura-san in her savage mode from childhood. Who is Mura-san? She's my classmate from my original world. Because her family was poor, she was often hungry, and she would evolve into a primitive human for food. Her wilderness survival skills are 100 points. She's definitely an Enhancer here.

That's so strange, is it acting? Kuroro can walk out of those seemingly deserted mountain areas on his own, his physical strength is comparable to Kakashi who can climb the Hokage Rock with one hand, he's already a ninja.

Kusuo Saiki crossed his arms. He carefully recalled the moment Kuroro fell into the well—perhaps, maybe, just maybe.

In order to make Kuroro fall down the well before the car hit him, Kusuo Saiki thought that he might have used a little force to make him fall into the well quickly, which could explain why the guy had a leg injury.

What if he got hit by a car after turning a corner after coming out of the well? He's already so unlucky that he's lost his mind, so it's only natural that he'd be even more unlucky.

"That uncle said he injured his leg when he fell into the well! Wasn't Brother Nanxiong holding a well cover at that time?"

Stop saying Alluka.

When faced with Alluka's questioning, Kusuo Saiki rarely showed any difficulty. Well, even if he was 1% responsible, two days had passed and recovery was impossible.

"No, you should apologize!"

Kusuo Saiki: Apologies and such...

Chapter 104 Sunrise

While hesitating, Kusuo Saiki suddenly heard Kurumi's inner thoughts as she made a phone call not far away:

Kusuo Saiki gave Alluka a determined look:

For example, avoid Kurapika who comes to do hunter quests.

Kusuo Saiki immediately began to disguise himself to some extent.

Wearing a hat and scarf, I turned and went into the alley to change into a long white and brown wool coat of equal value. After tying the scarf, I walked towards the crowd.

Using the barrier to separate people, Kusuo Saiki easily squeezed into the middle of the crowd.

At this moment, Kuroro was talking to a girl. Because of his leg disability, it was difficult for him to get away from being surrounded. He could only wait for the person he had arranged to meet while using his words to win over the humans and maintain his dignity so that they would not do anything unnecessary to him.

Kusuo Saiki glanced around at the people. There were mostly women, and even more of them were listening intently to Kuroro while inwardly screaming and cheering.

This person clearly knows he's handsome and makes no attempt to hide his charm.

Kusuo Saiki reached out and placed his hand on the wheelchair handle, and without saying a word, started pushing it.

He had experience using a wheelchair, but no experience pushing it for others.

The moment they were pushed out, they hit a rock. The violent jolting of the wheelchair nearly sent Kuroro flying, but Kusuo Saiki immediately used his telekinesis to press him back into the chair!

Let the wheels of the wheelchair dangle slightly in the air—perfect, that will ensure absolute stability. Kusuo Saiki "pushed" the wheelchair away quickly, making a sharp turn into a small alley.

Kuroro gripped the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair at high speed, carefully avoiding touching the wheels. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that the wheels were not moving.

Upon hearing his thoughts, Kusuo Saiki immediately started the wheels spinning.

The wheel rim grazed Kuroro's fingers mercilessly, drawing a line of blood.

"Hiss!" Kuroro immediately withdrew his hand to protect himself, then blinked several times as he stared at the wildly spinning wheel:

The wheelchair came to an abrupt halt in the alley, and the two remained silent.

Kuroro had calmed down, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood from his fingers, not caring about the minor injury: "How many digits are in the Hunter License ID?"

Kusuo Saiki answered, disguising his voice.

"I'm just confirming your identity. I won't ask any more questions. Do you have any way to help me climb the mountain comfortably?"

It's so easy for him to order people around, this guy.

Kuroro Lucilfer turned around to confirm the identity of the aspiring hunter he had hired. Yes, he still considered Saiki Kusuo as one of his hired men. Although his actions were a bit reckless, this small thrill was nothing compared to any of the storms he had weathered in the past for a thief.

The air fell silent for a moment when their eyes met.

Kusuo Saiki wasn't nervous at all. There was no need to be nervous; his face wasn't his own.

The illusionist's skills were masterful. Kusuo Saiki silently watched Kuroro, pondering: It was good that his strange behavior didn't need explanation, but if Kuroro directly mistook him for a hired hunter, he'd have to come up with a Nen ability.

How about a strongman with enhancement abilities?

Kuroro glanced up and down a few more times, thinking:

He used a disguised superpower.

Thank you. The very popular Takahashi is only a second-year high school student. At seventeen years old, he can definitely pass the Hunter Exam. We should believe in him.

This is Takahashi, whom everyone likes.

Clothing alone could not fool Kuroro. When disguising himself, Kusuo Saiki transformed his face into that of a former classmate, the green-haired Takahashi.

Perhaps because of something that made Kuroro, the original sinner with a broken leg, feel guilty, Saiki Kusuo shifted his gaze slightly as he was being scrutinized.

"I asked Saiki Kusuo."

"It's a rare personality trait; a friend of mine also dyes his hair red."

That's innate.

"They can also dye their clothes green or yellow, and they just became hunters last year."

So you were talking about Hisoka. He's actually your "friend".

"You might have met in the exam hall?"

It turns out he was trying to trick me into revealing information; answering him too easily would have been a trap.

Have you forgotten who passed that test? Do you want Gon or Uncle Leorio to take your mission?