Hisoka x Illumi x Deal

Gon suddenly realized and stood up, slamming his fist into his palm. "Master Wing means that once Mr. Long sets his mind on a goal, he won't give up, right?"

Killua looked embarrassed, realizing that Gon's filtered perspective on Oboro was indeed too obvious.

Wing's meaning was clearly that for a strong person like Long, only the result matters... In order to achieve their goal or dream, they don't care about the process, and even if something happens in the process, it won't affect them.

Oboro's personal style is very strong. Other top Nen users might find alternative ways to avoid negative repercussions when faced with obstacles, but Oboro is different. His style of doing things is highly consistent with his personal Nen, aura, and will.

"By the way, Gon, isn't your father also Hunter x Hunter?" Killua suddenly remembered something.

"You mean gold..."

Gon scratched his head awkwardly, "To be honest, I don't know much about Jin. I only know about him from my family..."

"Gold? Ging Freecss?"

Wing was taken aback.

"Hmm, Gon's father... How is he? Is he very powerful?" Killua noticed Wing's expression and asked curiously.

"To put it simply... my understanding of Oboro only dates back many years, to when he left the Heavens Arena. As for his current true skill level, I'm not entirely sure. My assessment of Oboro and Hisoka was merely my subjective judgment. However, in terms of their positions within the Association, Ging Freecss and Oboro are roughly equal... although Gon's father is only a Two-Star Hunter, he joined the Association quite early... making him a very experienced hunter... it's just that his reputation is a bit..."

Wing pushed up his glasses.

"Yes, Mr. Oboro also said that he personally admitted that Jin is very strong!"

Gon nodded in agreement.

With a snap.

Killua reached out and patted Gon on the shoulder with a grin, "You're pretty good, kid. I didn't know your dad was so amazing!"

Killua doesn't know Ging Freecss, but he does know Oboro.

Nen user can be personally acknowledged by Oboro and whose status is equal to his must be exceptional.

"Hey-hey..."

Gon was a little embarrassed.

"I really envy them... They're all so amazing. If one day I could stand shoulder to shoulder with them and adventure all over the world, that would be wonderful." Gon sighed, then slumped softly onto the floor. "When I was little, Aunt Mito told me that Gin was special; he could do many things that even the adults in the village couldn't... Mr. Oboro was the same; I saw the amazing scenes of him training in the forest..."

Wing smiled knowingly upon hearing this.

"You two are still very young, and I can guarantee that at your age, Oboro is definitely not at your level... not even as good as Zushi. So, youth is your greatest asset, and your future is full of infinite possibilities."

He offered words of comfort.

"That's for sure! In just a few years, Gon and I will be able to defeat that kind of guy... right?"

Killua, a bit cocky, looked at his companions with great enthusiasm.

Gon also flashed a row of white teeth.

"Alright, you've rested enough... I believe you can do it. However, right now... we still need to continue cultivating, trying to release our Qi in a conscious, rhythmic, and deliberate manner, without letting it dissipate. It must be solidified and formed into an energy that you can use."

"This is also a test and a chance for your will to grow... To become an excellent Nen user, you must be able to 'cast' at will. Come on... hold on for another half hour."

Wing clapped his hands, encouraging his three young apprentices.

"Ah!"

Upon hearing that it would take another half hour, Killua's eye twitched.

Gon also wore a wry smile.

"Do you feel it's not enough? Then... one hour it will be."

Wing smiled and said happily.

"..."

Killua and Gon were somewhat desperate.

Teacher Wing... is too ruthless.

Also... very cunning.

Knock knock knock.

On the other side, after entering the Heavens Arena, Oboro easily made her way to the upper floors, to the players' living area, and knocked on a door.

A moment later, the door opened, revealing a familiar figure.

Hisoka leaned against the door frame, staring at Oboro with some surprise. "How come someone as busy as you has time to come to a place like this?"

Long ignored him and went straight into the house, taking off her sunglasses.

He wasn't sure if Hisoka was at Heavens Arena, so he made a phone call beforehand.

Surprisingly, the person was actually there.

"It seems like everything's alright... but the voice has changed a bit. That kind of injury requires an extremely strong Nen user to treat it, and it must be a healing-type ability to fully heal itself... Is it some kind of illogical, rather overpowered Specialization?"

Oboro sat on Hisoka's bed, looking at the latter's smooth, fair neck, which seemed to have never been injured, and asked curiously.

Hisoka's entire neck was pierced.

It's already quite surprising that he can still speak.

"No..."

Hisoka remarked, "He clearly saw it, but he still brought it up on purpose."

Yes... the skin on Hisoka's neck is fake; it's been covered up with his Nen.

"Do you need my help? I should be able to find some special ability users. Although I can't completely restore you to your original state, it's much better than deceiving yourself like this."

That's right, Oboro was using words as a knife to stab Hisoka in the heart.

"Thank you for your kindness, but there's no need... I kept it on purpose. This scar is a badge of honor, don't you think?"

Hisoka sat in a chair with his legs crossed, chuckling with a wicked expression.

"What medal? Is it the masterpiece that led to your instant death at the hands of Chrollo?"

"..."

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat awkward.

"I was just kidding."

Suddenly, a smile appeared on her face.

Hisoka's eyes held a hint of resentment.

"He's definitely gotten stronger again..."

He stared at Hisoka for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"Hehe... I'm still quite a bit behind your level, but... don't worry, it'll be quick." Hisoka thought that Oboro was eager for a fight with him, so he couldn't help but reply.

He couldn't contain himself either; every time he saw Long, he suppressed the impulse within him.

"Ten years have passed... and I'm still so naive."

Long shook his head.

Child...

The current Hisoka and he are from two different worlds, and the gap between them can never be filled... Being able to break away from the original story's trajectory and become a sub-world-class Nen user is already Hisoka's limit.

Most importantly, Hisoka doesn't have the same means as me to infinitely break through the ceiling.

This guy is currently lost in his own fantasies and can't get out of them.

"You didn't come here just to see me, did you?" Hisoka knew Oboro all too well and asked.

Aren't you the same?

He sneered.

For the two of them, the Heavens Arena was like a beginner's village... Who would come to a place like that for no reason?

"Are you interested in him too?"

Hisoka has already obtained his Hunter License and become a member of the Association. Given Oboro's status and position in the Association, he would definitely have learned about it beforehand, so... Hisoka has a certain understanding of the current atmosphere and situation within the Association.

The person he was referring to was Gon.

They also know that Gon is the son of Ging Freecss.

As one of the Zodiacs Branches, the relationship between Jin (金) and Long (胧) is quite intriguing...

The twelve earthly branches don't seem to be very friendly to Hao.

"I don't have that kind of hobby of yours. I'm just passing by, taking a look around, staying for a while, and then leaving."

Where to?

"The Kakin Empire".

"Oh?"

Hisoka looked interested. "Is there anything fun to do there?"

With only three members left in the Phantom Troupe, Hisoka's interest naturally waned; he's the kind of person who can't stay idle... which is why he approached Gon and Killua for some fun, and incidentally, to do the fruit farmer's task. But what Oboro wants to do is often very exciting, and might even be more lively.

Hisoka wanted to get involved.

"It's not suitable for you."

Long only said one sentence.

Hisoka was a little disappointed.

"Even without danger, you'll create it... Tell me, what's gotten into you? Have you found a new target? Gon probably can't satisfy you right now..."

Long raised his eyebrows.

"Heh... you can't hide anything from you."

Hisoka raised the corners of his mouth. "Illumi and I made a deal that's good for both of us."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Long was not surprised at all, he asked in astonishment, "You guessed it?"

"Do you even need to guess? From the very first time you met, you two probably already had a premonition of this day... just like I knew from the first day I met you... that you were a complete nuisance."

"I say calmly."

"You should be happy... because you are the only audience and witness that we both invited together."

"To be honest, I'm really not interested in your fight, because you two are too weak..."

Long speaks very directly.

But then he changed his tone, "However... due to some special reasons, I can do you the honor of being here to see your joking performance."

"You weren't this arrogant before..."

"Hisoka said sarcastically."

"I'm just stating the facts... so it might sound harsh to you..."