Angel's Automatic Notetaking

"Take your time and think it over carefully. →"

Gelman glanced at the pocket watch he had taken from within his Hunter Robe.

"I have other matters to handle, so I'll be leaving first. But I'll be staying in Yorknew City for another two or three days, and you have my contact information."

"Where are you going?" Shizuku asked curiously.

"Don't want to say." Gelman rose from the internet café's swivel chair, retrieved his Hunter License, and shut down the computer. "Contact me once you've made up your mind."

But Shizuku had already closed her eyes and crossed her arms, looking deeply lost in thought. She did not hear a word Gelman said.

Gelman decided not to disturb her and quietly left.

At nine o'clock that night, inside an auction house.

The walls were wine-red, crystal chandeliers cast a faint glow, and the floors were spotless. The receptionist was especially enthusiastic toward Gelman.

Over the entire afternoon, he had visited half of Yorknew City and compared three auction houses that catered specifically to Hunters before finally settling on the one he found most satisfactory.

The appraiser here, having once been a Hunter himself, immediately saw that the Lord of Crows' Monocle was unusual. He believed it was enveloped in ominous Nen and would bring misfortune to its holder.

After putting on rubber gloves and physically touching the baseball-sized eyeball, he returned it to the solution in its glass jar without touching it any further.

"Sir, I have two suggestions." The appraiser removed his rubber gloves. "Would you prefer the safer auction route, or would you rather sell it off quickly for cash?"

Gelman did not decide right away. Instead, he asked, "Explain the pros and cons of both."

The appraiser nodded and answered as concisely as possible.

"If you go through an auction, the advantages are safety and stability. There will also be many bidders, making it easier to sell at a high price. The downside is that you'll have to go through the full consignment auction process before the payment and fees can be settled."

"Approximately how long would that take?" Gelman asked.

"At least half a month, even at the fastest." The appraiser answered honestly. "If things don't go smoothly, it's perfectly normal for it to drag on for one or two months."

Gelman could not wait one or two months, so he asked, "What about the second option?"

"If you want to sell it quickly, I can introduce it to several private clients who are interested in this sort of thing. The advantage is that the target buyers are clear and payment is settled quickly. The disadvantage is that the price depends entirely on the clients' preferences."

"How quickly could that be settled?"

"Several clients are currently in Yorknew City," the appraiser said. "If one of them likes it at first sight, paying on the spot would not be unusual."

After considering it, Gelman decided to try the quick sale route first.

"Help me contact the clients in Yorknew City."

"Certainly. Please wait a moment."

The appraiser took out his phone, photographed the eyeball from every angle, sent out the pictures, and then made a call.

After a tedious exchange, the appraiser put down his phone and said, "Someone from the Nosra Family will be coming over to take a look shortly. Please wait."

"The Nosra Family is...?"

The appraiser looked up in surprise. He had not expected Gelman to be unfamiliar with the famous Nosra Family.

To keep Gelman from offending them unknowingly, he explained a little more.

"They're a mafia family that has been rising rapidly lately. They happened to be passing through Yorknew City, and they also happen to be looking for the eyes of beasts, Magic Beasts, and rare creatures."

"I hear the head's daughter possesses extraordinarily accurate divination. It's probably some kind of Nen ability, right? Even the Ten Dons place considerable trust in the Nosra Family heiress's predictions."

"The family head has gradually expanded the Nosra Family's influence through his daughter's divination and the Ten Dons' favor."

The Nosra Family, a daughter, divination... It should be her, right?

Gelman had a good idea of who it was now and nodded.

At ten o'clock that night, members of the Nosra Family finally arrived.

Surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards dressed in black were a middle-aged man and a blue-haired girl clinging to him coquettishly.

The appraiser led them to the sofas and showed them the Lord of Crows' Monocle, submerged in liquid within its glass jar.

Light, the head of the Nosra Family, pursed his lips and turned to look at his bodyguard, Daznuo.

Daznuo immediately understood. He stepped forward, picked up the glass jar, inspected it, and quickly set it back on the table before bowing to Light.

"Boss, the eyeball does indeed possess a powerful cursed Nen."

The tightly furrowed brows on Light's serious face visibly relaxed.

However, his daughter Neon, standing beside him, pouted.

"This isn't a human eye... I still prefer Human Organs. It would be perfect if it were a Kurta Clan Hokage Eye."

She planted her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction.

"Neon, there's nothing we can do about that." Light consoled her. "Very few Hokage Eyes are circulating on the market these days. I heard that the Fourth Prince of the Kakin royal family bought nearly all of them."

Neon thought for a moment, then let out a long sigh. "Dad, I know. I'm not a child anymore. How could our family compete with a prince in financial power...?"

"Mm, it's good that you understand. But for your birthday present this year, I'll definitely find you a rare Human Organ for you to put in your collection room."

"Really? That's wonderful! Thank you, Dad! I love you the most!" Neon cheered.

Light, too, was swept up by his daughter's joy and chuckled.

Gelman paid no mind at all to the indescribable conversation unfolding before him.

What he cared more about was how much Jenny his Lord of Crows' Monocle could sell for.

At that moment, Light's attention returned to the eyeball on the table.

He studied it for a while. Seemingly unconcerned by Gelman's attitude, he directly asked Daznuo in a low voice.

"Neon's Divination Prophecy Poem pointed to this eyeball. Are you sure?"

So the Nosra Family's trip through Yorknew City had not been a coincidence. It was only after Neon used Angel's Automatic Notetaking to divine Light's future that he had decided at the last minute to come here.

Neon's Specialist Nen Ability could obscurely foretell another person's future over the next month, presenting it in the form of poetry.

"Yes." Daznuo nodded and lowered his voice as well. "The 'Treasure Gathering Place' should refer to Yorknew City, and the 'Terrible Beast's Pupil' is probably this eyeball."

Light pondered for a moment, then said, "So, as long as I pay a high price and 'water it with more blood' to buy this eyeball, the 'Palm Flower' won't wither, right?"

Daznuo glanced at Neon, who was still immersed in her joy, and nodded. "That should be the case."

Light stared at the eyeball for a while before finally making his decision.

He looked at Gelman. "I am willing to pay one hundred million Jenny for it. Of course, I'll cover any other brokerage fees as well."