The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

"Oh," Feitan said indifferently.

If I'm not mistaken, the leader has already been punished for getting too close.

He glanced sideways and met Phinks's gaze. Phinks had just used cards to bring everyone here, and the book was still open beside them.

With a knowing glance, Phinks grinned mischievously and drew a card: "Fellow traveler, Masadora!"

Teams are not allowed; any player within a 20-meter radius will be taken away.

There are defensive cards that prevent the use of the card, but it also takes time for Illumi and the others to call out "book".

They have no choice but to take them away!

The ball of light spread out, and everyone had their own thoughts.

Phinks & Feitan: Let's go to an open space and have a proper talk/interrogation.

Nobunaga: Hey, it feels like everything is back on track.

Xiao Di: It's been so long since I've seen the leader.

Peeling-off Fu and Franklin: (as background)

Machi: Seriously, nobody noticed Kuroro's leg? Why didn't they find a healing Nen user to treat him? It should be so simple, right?!

Kusuo Saiki: ...

I'm sorry, but I didn't expect that Kuroro's attitude was always that he would be fine in a few days, completely forgetting that he could find a Nen user.

Phinks' card took all the players away. Kusuo Saiki let go, and Chrollo seemed to sense something, turning back to look at the empty room.

Well, there are two non-players present. Of course, they can't take it away.

"Was it done by that colleague card that Finks used?"

Kusuo Saiki then explained the explanation given by his colleague to Kuroro.

"Pfft, I wonder if they'll make things difficult for Illumi and Hisoka. Maybe in the next instant, they'll return to the city as companions and climb in through the window."

“Going through the door is too slow. We also climb through the windows to get back to the base.” Kuroro picked up his crutches and walked step by step to the bedside to sit down. “I didn’t expect my restraints to be so strong. Back then, Shalnark and Pike were standing very close to each other.”

The oath seemed stronger than the others'.

"I wonder if wearing a mask will be of any use if we meet again."

"That will take at least a year, right? If the members all live in this area, they will run into each other sometimes."

Kuroro put his cane aside, his mind replaying the voices of his bandmates, a sense of reluctant nostalgia washing over him.

The thief, who has always been free, finally felt a little uncomfortable at the moment because his actions were restricted.

"Like a curse."

You deserve what you've done.

"Like the wealthy parents in cliché idol dramas who don't allow their children to associate with ordinary people."

It turns out she was referring to me for preventing him from meeting with the group members.

Kusuo Saiki questions Kuroro.

"Like the old king who, upon learning that spindles could kill children, made all spindles disappear from his children's lives."

After waiting for a while, neither the Phantom Troupe nor Hisoirmi immediately returned to the Bounty City.

Kusuo Saiki abandons Chrollo and goes out to look for clues, occasionally encountering children who are curious about the game.

"Boss, I'd like to ask what I need to make to get this dream ice cream?"

"Oh, my dear children, cold drinks only appear in their proper season."

"Who are you kidding! I only came to ask because I saw adults eating it on the street!"

"Okay, if you insist on eating it..."

Miki's eyes were filled with anticipation.

The NPC slowly said, "There's a very popular roti shop not far away. The owner can fly the roti 20 meters away and make it fly back on its own!"

"Then I can get ice cream?" Milluki never forgot his original intention.

"Oh, my dear children, cold drinks only appear in their proper season."

"It's still the same!!"

“Brother Milluki, Big Brother said you came here to lose weight…” Kurt interjected from behind, “Ice cream is cream, it’s fat, it’s fat…”

"No, no, no." The NPC suddenly defended the food he sold. "My ice cream is different from the industrial products outside. It is made from a pure natural milk juice mixed with powdered Lululan grass... I must mention that the process of drying Lululan grass into powder in winter is much more troublesome than in summer."

"You make this even in winter! Sell it to me, I have money!"

"Oh, my dear children, cold drinks will only be available in..."

"It's so noisy! Why is it still the same sentence?!" Mi Ji was exasperated.

Kusuo Saiki stared at the NPC for a couple more seconds.

This guy... doesn't seem to have any inner thoughts, but isn't his speech a bit more flexible? He even manages to omit things in the middle of his sentences and change the subject.

Oh well, maybe that's just how it's supposed to be.

Chapter 114 The Bomber

The children had a carefree day.

The next day, as the first rays of sunlight shone through the window of the two-story hotel in the city of bounty, the sounds of children arguing excitedly downstairs could be heard, urging people to get up.

"My brother dares to go to a faraway city alone!" - from the NPC little sister.

"My brother can walk here from Kukuroku Mountain by himself in ten minutes!"

"My brother dares to mess with the bandits on the mountain!" This comes from a little boy NPC wielding a sword.

"Hmph, my brother dares to take on thirteen thieves by himself!" A little boy put his hands on his hips and proudly raised his head.

"My brother will earn lots and lots of money! A ton of gold coins!" the NPC girl chimed in.

At this moment, all four children looked at Kurt, who had not yet refuted them, and waited for Kurt to answer, based on a certain sense of fairness.

Kurt pondered deeply: "...My brother always carries jewels and gold with him, and he still dares to be in debt for hundreds of billions..."

Don't lead Kurt astray.

Feeling that things were about to go wrong if the competition continued, Kusuo Saiki opened his eyes, turned over and used the Displacement ability to put on his clothes. In just a moment, he jumped downstairs to stop this mysterious dispute.

"Look, this is our older brother!" Alluka showed Saiki Kusuo to the NPC child as if he were a treasure.

“Your brother is really amazing, we give up,” one of the two NPC children said.

Then three cards appeared out of thin air and were given to each of the three people.

Noisy and boisterous dating E-77.

An ordinary card, its purpose is probably to exchange for a ring at the store.

Kusuo Saiki couldn't help but marvel at how this place seemed to offer cards for everything you did.

Alluka touched the card and held it up. The card reflected a dazzling array of colors in the early morning sunlight, making his eyes shine.

But he dared not keep it in his hands for too long and quickly deposited it for Mi Ji.

After breakfast, the children's energetic day begins again. The difference from before is that while one child needs an adult to accompany them, the three children can play happily together on their own. In particular, the Zoldyck children are precocious, can read, and are good at self-defense.

You can raise them freely without worry.

Kusuo Saiki brought the breakfast he had packed for Kuroro upstairs to feed him.

Kuroro was already awake. When Kusuo Saiki entered, Kuroro wasn't reading or sitting by the window observing humans. He was rubbing the upper part of his leg, which was wrapped in bandages and a splint, fiddling with the edge of the bandages, while his gaze swept around the room.

He seemed to be searching for something:

The sound brought Kuroro back to his senses. He sighed, "The members saw my legs yesterday afternoon. I wonder if anyone is worried."

"……Yeah."

Disappointed? It turns out that only one person, your spiritual leader and guild leader, was worried about your leg.

"However, I still want to ask you for a favor." Kuroro patted his leg. "Saiki, I hope you can help me disassemble this."

"That's about enough. My leg has been resting for a week."

What do you mean by a week of rest? Just a week... Yes, it's nothing for a leg with abnormal, non-human fractures to heal in a week.

“No problem, just be careful in your actions. I also want to go for a walk in the streets, hopefully I can make some discoveries that will speed things up,” Kuroro said.

Okay, it's his own leg.

Excellent and strong people always know what they're doing.

Kusuo Saiki raised his hand and made a gesture as if he was about to knock on the table.

Kuroro was confused.

Kusuo Saiki thought for a moment, then changed to a gesture like squeezing an eggshell, a cautious gesture similar to an OK sign.

They seemed very cautious and careful.

"Qi Mu, it's best to use tools to remove the splints..."

Kuroro wanted to remind Kusuo Saiki that although it was not difficult for a Nen user to crush the bandages, the splints were not brittle and were also very large. The best and safest way to dismantle them was to use tools to completely untie the bandages.

But when Kusuo Saiki gently pinched the splint, the very hard splint material that his fingers touched turned into powder.

Kuroro: ...

Kusuo Saiki squeezed the splint like he was crushing a brick, and the bandage naturally fell off.

The task was completed as quickly as possible, but what it earned in return was Kuroro's silence.

"Asked by Kusuo Saiki."

"No, everyone in Meteor City treats wounds and removes bandages very roughly."

The leader of the Phantom Troupe, born in Meteor City, facing this level of power, would probably... well, you could say...

No, no one can do that. This is a splint that supports his legs to keep them straight, and he knows very well how hard it is!