One Day, an Uninvited Guest

Nosra Manor.

In the early morning, before the sun had risen, a cool breeze had just begun to blow, and the sky was just beginning to brighten.

A room by a window in the main building of the Manor.

A hand reached out from the bed and slammed down on the alarm clock beside it.

Just as he was about to make the shot, the alarm clock went off.

The sound lasted only a moment.

I glanced at the time on the alarm clock.

6:00

Kurapika jumped out of bed, Chain appearing in his hands, which he then swung around the blanket a few times.

With precise manipulation of the Chain, the quilt was folded neatly in an instant.

The Chain was retracted, tossed aside, hooked onto clothes on a hanger, dragged them over, and quickly put on.

This routine use allows him to improve the precision of his Chain manipulation.

After washing up, I made my way to the monitoring room.

The monitoring room inside the Manor operates 24 hours a day, with professional staff working in shifts.

He comes here every morning as a routine to check and ensure the system is running smoothly.

After confirming that everything was alright, he nodded slightly and left.

Leaving the main building, we headed to the back of the Manor and arrived at the Training Ground.

It's 6:30 now, but you can already hear people training in the Training Ground.

I pushed open the door and went inside.

Pairo is doing his daily morning exercise.

Gowen held his materialized greatsword and trained.

Kurapika hung his clothes up nearby.

They changed into simple training clothes.

"Just as she finished changing her clothes, a set of protective gear was thrown over to her."

Kurapika raised his hand and grabbed it, looking at Pairo who had thrown the object at him.

"Come!"

Pairo smiled at Kurapika and beckoned him with his hand.

"Snort."

Kurapika gave a soft snort, put on his protective gear, and charged straight in.

Sudden stop, crouching down, and a low kick.

Pairo dodged by raising his leg, then swung it down with a downward strike.

After glancing at them, Gowen slightly distanced himself from the two, making room for them, and continued training on his own.

He had clearly seen this scene many times before, so it wasn't surprising.

It wasn't until 7:30 that someone finally arrived.

The one who walked in was Basho, who was yawning.

"Hey! Why are you three up so early every day?"

"It's like a banana tree, "Basho said helplessly.

"You're just too lazy," Goreinu said helplessly from the side.

Hearing this, Basho glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Aren't you the same as me now?"

Goreinu looked at him like he was a fool.

"Idiot, I worked the night shift yesterday, didn't you even look at the shift schedule?"

"-Yes, really? Hahaha." Basho chuckled dryly and scratched his head.

"Then who deserves to stay up all night?" he changed the subject.

"Shalnark, I just saw her come back; she must have gone to rest."

Basho nodded.

Upon seeing the two arrive, and after they changed their clothes, Gowen discarded the weapons in his hands.

He waved to the two of them.

"Here we go again." Basho helplessly and attacked without hesitation.

Goreinu forward from behind and to the side of the Basho, providing cover for his opponent as they looked for an opportunity.

The morning training routine usually involves some simple sparring.

There's no need for a life-or-death struggle; it's just a simple exchange of blows.

Initially, there might have been some serious fighting and injuries, but now everyone has gotten used to it and is able to back down well.

"You two need to step up your game, the three of us are in the same cohort." Gowen dodged Goreinu's sneak attack from the side and kicked Basho away.

"Keep being arrogant." The Basho that had been kicked away grinned as it got up from the ground.

Goreinu swung his leg backward, but Gowen blocked it with his arms crossed.

They were just about to retaliate.

"Beep beep beep!"

The alarm clock rang.

The fighting on the scene immediately ceased.

Because it's eight o'clock.

It's not that anything important happened, it's just that it's time to eat.

After a quick wash and changing, the group went outside.

Kurapika leaves the party.

He also had another important responsibility: to protect Nion.

He returned to his own room, but bypassed it and went directly to the door of the room next door.

He reached out and knocked.

"I know, I'm already up!" Nion's voice came from inside.

Kurapika smiled upon hearing the voice and stood aside to wait.

Two maids escorted Nion out.

Nion looks beautiful today too.

Kurapika couldn't help but think of it.

Looking at him, Nion leaned in and hung herself around his neck.

Kurapika!

Two maids stood behind him, covering their mouths and chuckling; this scene was a daily occurrence.

"It's time to eat."

The group walked towards the restaurant.

Did you win today?

Hearing Nion's words, Kurapika showed a rare hint of pride. "The score this month is 5:4."

"So you won, great!" And the so-called victory or defeat, naturally, was the battle with Pairo that occurred from time to time every morning.

We arrived at the restaurant.

Many people were already seated at the long dining table.

Looking at these people Kurapika felt a pang of emotion.

Wow, there are already so many people here!

"Mom!" Kurapika's eyes lit up with surprise when he saw Rosana.

Rosana looked tired, but smiled and waved when she heard Kurapika's call.

The two walked over and sat down beside her.

Since Kevin and his companion went missing, Rosana's morning return time for breakfast has become unpredictable.

Kurapika usually delivers it after he finishes breakfast.

Even at breakfast, the food on the table is very plentiful and the portions are generous.

After all, those who eat here are all Nen user.

Moreover, the Manor is not short of money, and the long-term commission amounts are always very generous.

The hours are flexible, and the requirements are not high.

Such work is extremely rare.

Even when Kevin was around, he would guide everyone's Nen ability.

Where can I find a job like this?

Therefore, everyone's sense of belonging is more or less quite weak.

Perhaps it's due to the different internal environments.

As a result, some people who didn't exercise regularly before started exercising from time to time after joining.

You can't not eat enough.

Eating and chatting, and the morning seemed to pass by just like that.

After finishing his meal, Kurapika went to a hidden room in the Manor and entered after passing through Pupil Detection.

First, there is a Data Server Room.

I took a quick look at the sales data.

Sales have increased again.

But the increased sales didn't make Kurapika happy; he couldn't help but rub his temples.

Although Kevin made a large stockpile of medicines when he left, such stockpiles are always limited.

At this rate of increasing sales every month, the current drug reserves will likely run out in about three months.

In another four to five months, there will be a shortage of medicine, or even a situation where all of it is sold out.

Kurapika was somewhat helpless, but there wasn't much he could do for the time being.

Based on the data, nearly a month's worth of medicine reserves were organized, placed in a special box, and taken out.

The Pharmacy ran out of stock a few days ago.

After doing all that, Kurapika didn't have much work left; Pairo basically took care of everything else.

"Kurapika! Let's go shopping!" Nion ran over and hugged Kurapika, pleading sweetly.

Kurapika smiled somewhat helplessly, but shook his head.

"No, we need to reduce the time we go out until Uncle and the others get back. Let's wait a few days—we'll start going out in a few days."

It's not that the system can't function without Kevin, but rather that it's like losing a pillar without Kevin.

We can't act as recklessly as before; necessary safety and protective measures are still required.

Nion nodded helplessly.

She was also a little worried about Kevin and Melusina.

Especially Sister Melusina.

Kurapika couldn't help but think of the prophecy Nion had made a few days ago.

As the new month began, prophecies were naturally made immediately, but unlike last month, Kevin and his companion's prophecies this month became very peaceful.

Although it's still packed with four paragraphs, to be honest, there's an increasing amount of abstract description.

All we can determine is that, under normal circumstances, Kevin and his companion will not encounter any fatal danger this month.

At this stage, it's enough to confirm this.

With that in mind, Kurapika went to the warehouse, entered a special room, snapped his fingers, and entered his "home".

Within this Nen Space, Rosana was opening a book and reading it slowly.

He smiled when he saw Kurapika.

Kurapika turned to look at the painting. In the long scroll, the danger level for Kevin and his companion was in the third of the way to fatality. "The safety level has increased again. Uncle Kevin is really getting into his element." For a moment, Kurapika didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

According to Jin's previous statement, if they were truly on the verge of death, there was a high chance that the mother could pay a certain price to save them.

Although paying a certain price would make him somewhat sad, both Rosana and he would consider it worthwhile if it were to save Kevin and the other person.

They owe Kevin so much.

Not to mention, the three members of the Kurta Clan had extremely high confidence in Kevin.

They are the true inner circle; they know Kevin's Kevin Nen ability and, more importantly, how Nen ability it is.

Given enough time, and even at a cost, Kevin has a good chance of making up for the losses incurred.

Just like Kevin said before.

Emperor Time will consume life, but it shouldn't be wasted when needed.

Because they will never live to see the end of their lives.

Kevin was confident he could create a life-extending drug.

So from the beginning, they didn't consider the possibility of paying the necessary price as a problem.

Their biggest concern was: what were the chances of saving the two people in that critical moment?

Just like at the end of last month.

The danger level for Kevin and his companion dropped below half at one point, which was truly fatal.

At that moment, they were incredibly nervous in front of the painting.

Rosana is always ready.

As a result, the two escaped danger again.

And since the beginning of this month, the level of danger has remained consistently high, giving the illusion that Kevin and his companion have adapted.

Looking at the danger markings on the screen, Kurapika shook his head helplessly.

Is it really true strength to be able to survive resiliently anywhere?

He sighed with emotion.

I'm amazed by Uncle Kevin's strength.

"Any recent results?" Rosana asked, flipping through a book beside her.

Kurapika shook his head.

"No, the Professional Hunter we hired can only ascertain that Uncle Kevin and his companion are safe; they can't provide much other information."

They certainly wouldn't just wait silently after Jin's assessment; they continued to try to find ways to do something from various angles.

Such behavior is multifaceted.

Assessing Kevin and Kevin's condition, their distance, their location, and even finding ways to communicate are all within their purview.

However, after more than a month, there has been almost no progress.

The reason given for all the failures was that it was too far away, a distance so far that it was despair-inducing.

While Nen ability are powerful, the fact that most Nen ability appear to have no distance limitations is simply because the world as we currently know it is not far apart.

The distance between the Dark Continent and the world known to humankind is so vast that it can be almost despairing.

Even the most powerful Nen ability would feel helpless at this distance.

Rosana had heard enough bad news and didn't care anymore.

He simply gave instructions.

"You should pay more attention to Nion and Light."

If we were to name the person who reacted the most strongly to Kevin's disappearance, it would undoubtedly be Light.

Light knew very well where his current status, wealth, and everything else came from.

The reaction to Kevin's disappearance was extremely strong, as if they were willing to do anything to help Kevin.

At least Kurapika and a few others were still there, which somewhat restored the enemy's confidence.

Night.

A rooftop somewhere in the city.

On the edge of the rooftop, Hisoka placed his hand on his brow, looking at the shopping mall in the distance.

"Is that our goal for today?"

Standing next to him.

It was none other than Chrollo, the Chrollo of the Phantom Troupe.

Besides.

Only Pakunoda and Machi participated in the operation.

Only four members of the Phantom Troupe participated in this operation.

Machi and Pakunoda's eyes both fell on Hisoka, because they had never seen this member before.

It's obvious that the Chrollo brought in a new member to fill a vacancy within the team.

"So, there are only four of us in our Phantom Troupe?" Hisoka asked jokingly, pointing a finger.

Chrollo didn't care, but the other two looked at Hisoka with dangerous eyes, clearly finding his attitude too frivolous.

Facing the two men's dangerous gazes, Hisoka showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and licked his lips.

"Oh dear, don't look at me like that—otherwise, I won't be able to resist."

Chrollo's voice rang out.

Anyone could hear the underlying meaning in their voices, and the atmosphere between the three instantly became tense.

"This wasn't a plan; it just so happens that you were all here."

When there is no collective action, everyone is free to act independently.

Some team members do their own thing alone, while others spend time together.

It's almost entirely based on personal preference.

They are also connected to each other.

Chrollo never intended this operation to be a group effort, so whether it was one person or four people didn't matter.

This is simply something he wants.

It just so happened that there were members of the Phantom Troupe nearby when he wanted to.

The other members were curious about Chrollo's goals, so it didn't matter if they got involved.

Upon hearing Chrollo's words, Machi nodded, having defined the operation.

At most, it can only be considered a personal action, an act performed according to personal preference during a period of free action.

They are the Phantom Troupe, ruthless thieves who will stop at nothing to steal.

It's perfectly normal for some members to engage in looting or robbery when there are no major operations.

Worker Ba is * Beidan Nanbeibai, Ba is mouth P

What makes a regular shopping mall different?

"Inside that mall, there's a Pharmacy where powerful Nen user and the wealthy purchase top-tier medicines."

"In a place like this?" Machi was slightly surprised. Because this really was just an ordinary shopping mall.

Chrollo nodded.

A Silver Card appeared in his hand.

That was an extra loot he had previously obtained from a certain target.

"I've been observing for a while, and they'll restock tonight. This is a good opportunity to grab some."

Looking at that Silver Card.

Hisoka saw the sign above.

To be honest, it gave him bad memories.

He felt that he might have offended someone very powerful this time.

But it doesn't matter.

Only by provoking someone extraordinary can he have a chance to create space for himself.