Becoming a Gadget Master Starting with Hunter x Hunter Chapter 49

She shielded the kettle behind her back, adopting a possessive stance.

"Morin said that if I can't finish it, I can give it to you."

Biscuit narrowed her eyes. "I won't leave a single drop!"

"Oh my, are the apprentices more considerate of elders than the master?" Netero lowered the hand that had been stroking his beard. "It's been a while since I've stretched my muscles anyway."

He stood up, straightened his body, and stretched.

"Then you can certainly try. Biscuit bared her small fangs. "Don't underestimate a woman's desire for youth, old man!"

Sensing the increasingly strange atmosphere in the room, Kruke, Kanzai, and Botobai exchanged glances and silently got up to leave. The Chairman wasn't the type to snatch things from people; it seemed his hands were just itching for a fight, and he'd found a casual excuse to spar.

They thought to themselves, quickening their pace. They didn't want to get caught up in the aftermath when Netero and Biscuit finished their spar and were still unsatisfied, dragging them into it. It was better to make a quick exit.

While a duel was about to unfold at the Hunter Association, Morin received another call.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Morin?! It's really not easy to get in touch with you!!" As soon as the call connected, Uvogin's booming voice came through.

"So loud!" Morin pulled the phone away with a disgusted expression, picking at her ear.

Nobunaga's scolding could be heard from the other end. "You idiot, you should call her Deputy Boss!"

"Why so many rules? I'll call you whatever I want!!" The two began their usual bickering.

It had been half a year since she'd heard their arguments, and now it felt strangely familiar.

"Right, Morin," Uvogin continued after their spat. "When are you coming over to our side? The Olympia Martial Arts Tournament we held last year was so lively!!" Uvogin chatted enthusiastically.

"I'll come when I have time," Morin replied casually.

"Are you still training?" Uvogin asked. "We were all surprised when Pakunoda came to find us before!"

"She's not a combat-type fighter, yet her Nen training is even faster than ours!!" Uvogin's competitive spirit flared. "Pakunoda said you're training with a very strong veteran Hunter, and your progress is far greater than hers."

"Pakunoda is already so strong, and you're much stronger than her, just how strong must you be?!"

"At least definitely stronger than you!" Uvogin was met with Nobunaga's merciless mockery from the other end of the line. The two started arguing again.

During their conversation, Morin also learned about Pakunoda's movements after she left him. Pakunoda first went to Heavens Arena, exchanged phone numbers with Uvogin and the others, and then gave them Morin's number. After that, she went to find Chrollo to connect their contact information.

Uvogin and Nobunaga had also witnessed Pakunoda's training progress. They thought they had been improving quickly by fighting and training at Heavens Arena. They never expected that Pakunoda, just by following Morin, had surpassed them. This made Uvogin and Nobunaga take a deep breath.

"I remember Pakunoda left me a while ago. She should have gone to you guys first, and yet you're only calling me now."

Morin saw right through their little scheme.

"Don't tell me you had Pakunoda teach you some tricks for learning Nen, practiced for a bit, and only felt confident enough to call me after your strength improved significantly?"

After Morin finished speaking, there was a noticeable pause of a second or two on the other end of the line.

"No!!"

Uvogin and Nobunaga's voices rang out in unison, firm and decisive.

So that's how it is, huh?

Morin was filled with unspoken thoughts.

"So, when are you coming here?"

The person on the phone suddenly changed, and Machi's cool, clear voice came through.

"Going there?"

Machi's voice was very calm, which in turn calmed Morin's own heart.

"My training may have reached a temporary conclusion, but it's far from over."

At this moment, Morin was on a small hillside near the Albamor Mountains.

He walked to the edge of a cliff, feeling the gentle breeze blowing through the wilderness, and couldn't help but close his eyes softly.

"This is just the beginning of the real refinement."

"Is that so?"

Machi also fell silent on her end.

"When will we meet again?"

She suddenly asked.

"I don't think it will be long,"

Morin said with a smile. "There will be plenty of opportunities."

At Heavens Arena, Machi walked to the window.

Sunlight spilled onto her, her long pink hair framing a beautiful, exquisite face that was so pure and serene.

However, upon closer inspection, one could see a barely perceptible frown on her brow.

"When we meet again, you won't surprise us all, will you?"

Machi spoke calmly. "Paku said you've been training very diligently."

"Are you worried about me?"

"I'm just asking about your current situation."

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to me before I see you all."

Morin said, then changed the subject:

"Are you getting used to living there at Heavens Arena?"

"Mm, we get to fight and do business every day,"

Machi replied truthfully. "It's quite fulfilling."

Uvogin and Nobunaga get their fulfillment from fighting, while she gets hers from business.

"It's just that the quality of the so-called martial artists here is a bit uneven. Uvogin is starting to get bored. His progress has been incredibly fast lately."

Machi glanced back at Uvogin, who was being boisterous, and said.

"If it weren't for his plan to challenge the Tower Master and the previous champion of the Olympia Martial Arts Tournament, he might have lost his patience long ago."

"Incredibly fast progress, you say?"

Speaking of which, Morin chimed in:

"How has your training been going lately?"

"It's going well. I do my daily number exercises, though I'm doing more than you originally asked."

Machi fiddled with her fingers, and soon the numbers one through ten appeared, rendered by her Aura.

The numbers continued, eleven, twelve... she handled them all with practiced ease, clearly showing she had been diligently studying.

"Is that so?"

Through the image displayed on the Visual Phone, Morin smiled faintly.

"When I was training, I also got some insights into cultivating other Nen categories."

Morin took out a stack of documents.

"I have information on all categories except Specialist, and of course, that includes Transmuter. Do you want it?"

"Mm, I do."

Machi answered truthfully.

"I see..."

Morin's face suddenly broke into a playful smile:

"This is a training method I worked hard to obtain. It's the essence of Shingen-ryu, the world's foremost Nen ability training school."

"If you have something to say, just say it directly," Machi said impolitely.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm a little short on cash lately..."

Morin, who wasn't lacking money, felt like teasing her.

"Selling you a piece of information for eight to ten million Jewel shouldn't be too much, right?"

He knew that Machi valued worldly possessions like money the most.

"Ugh..."

As expected, there was a slight silence on the other end of the phone.

In the image, Machi's brow twitched slightly.

"How much for a piece of information?"

Then, Machi's even colder voice came through.

075 Machi's Business! Superpower Acquisition! [Ninjutsu Training Toolbox]!

"Since we're both members of the Troupe, I'll give you a 20% discount. How about eight million Jewel per piece of information?" Morin joked.