Moyu casually added two more requests in exchange for Light staying to train with him for ten days.
In his eyes, no normal person would agree so readily, and he was already prepared for further negotiations.
But to his surprise, Light really did agree, without the slightest hesitation.
"..."
Moyu fell silent.
He had never believed that good things simply fell into your lap. Seeing how readily Light had agreed, his first thought was—
Light probably wanted something from him.
"Are you sure you want to trade the credit for capturing a wanted criminal with a 20-million bounty for these three requests of mine?"
Moyu calmly repeated the terms of their deal.
"Of course."
Light nodded, then took a phone from his pocket and said earnestly, "Let's take care of the first request first. Give me a bank account, and I'll transfer 30 million Jenie to you right now."
"I don't have a bank account."
Moyu had always lived at the Temple. How would he have a bank account?
When Light learned that Moyu didn't have one, he suggested, "What about an ID Card? I only need to take a photo, and I can get you a bank account within five minutes."
Whether it was transferring a large sum of money in real time or quickly opening a bank account in the middle of the night—
As long as you had a Hunter License, neither was a problem.
That was why the vast majority of Amateur Hunters wanted to get a license. It was incredibly convenient.
"An ID Card..."
Moyu thought of how his cheap father seemed never to have gotten him one, and shook his head. "I don't have that either."
"Ah..."
Light paused. He didn't ask why, but suggested again:
"Then cash or gold. It'll take until morning to get it here, though. If that's all right with you, I'll start making arrangements now."
"Fine."
Moyu agreed.
Thirty million Jenie had roughly the purchasing power of two million in the 1990s, back in his previous life.
But compared to receiving 30 million Jenie, what Moyu wanted more was to improve his strength in a short time.
The logic was simple—
In the Hunter world, if you had strength, you didn't need to worry about money.
Take a Professional Hunter like Light, for example. Successfully catching just one wanted criminal could earn him tens of millions.
If his strength allowed it, he could also hunt down wanted criminals with bounties exceeding a hundred million.
One thing worth noting...
Bounty money was taxable.
Light hadn't mentioned this because he wanted Moyu to remember the favor when he found out about it later.
That was one of Light's little schemes.
After Moyu chose gold, which was easier to store, Light called a number. Using his status as a Professional Hunter, he settled everything in just a few words.
"All right, now for the bodies outside."
Light put away his phone and glanced toward the courtyard. Smiling, he said, "Leave it to me. I guarantee there won't be a trace of blood left behind."
Seeing how thorough Light was, Moyu finally couldn't help asking, "The credit for capturing a wanted criminal with a 20-million bounty shouldn't be enough to make you go this far, should it?"
"True, but it depends on the circumstances."
Light nodded. Naturally, he couldn't reveal what he really had in mind. Instead, he explained in a steady voice:
"For example, I'm currently pushing for a One-Star Hunter title, and I'm just one step away. So I'm in great need of credit. That's why I'm willing to pay these costs in exchange. You know what I mean by One-Star, right?"
"You mean the title of One-Star Hunter?"
"Right."
"Now I get it. No wonder you're so generous..."
Moyu looked enlightened.
Light smiled, then gestured with his thumb toward the courtyard. "I'll go take care of the bodies outside. A specialist will come by afterward to take over."
"Mm."
Moyu nodded.
Light turned and headed for the door, thinking:
"Since we first met, he's acted like a seasoned adult most of the time. He doesn't even look old enough to be an adult, yet he's more cautious and perceptive than his age would suggest. Come to think of it..."
"I think I once met another boy like Moyu, a 'younger version' of him. If I had to compare the two, Moyu is the more impressive one."
"But still, he's just a kid. So easy to fool."
Light felt a strange sense of satisfaction at having successfully hidden his true intentions from Moyu behind the excuse that he was pushing for the One-Star Hunter title.
He left the room and went straight to Ian's body.
But he didn't notice Moyu's drooping eyelids behind him, and never imagined...
What a load of nonsense.
Moyu gave a nearly imperceptible shake of his head and muttered to himself.
Compared with the three requests he'd made, Light's claim that he urgently needed "credit" was clearly unconvincing.
Aside from agreeing far too readily, if he really needed "credit" that badly, the time pressure would have kept him from agreeing to Moyu's condition of "ten days of training."
A more reasonable response would have been to agree to "owe him a favor" and offer more Jenie in exchange for the "credit."
I don't know what you want from me... but given the situation, I have more to gain.
Moyu lowered his head, thinking silently.
While Light was in the courtyard cleaning up the bodies, Moyu quietly recalled his shadow and returned to normal.
Nen abilities...
Were best kept hidden whenever possible.
"Moyu..."
Monica's voice came from the bed.
By the faint light coming in through the window, Moyu glanced at Monica, then went to the wall and switched on the sconce.
As the light came on, its soft glow filled the room once more.
"It's all over."
Moyu lowered his hand and looked at Monica. "You heard what Light said earlier. Once the specialist arrives to take over the bodies, you can go down the mountain with them."
"Mm."
Monica had no reason to refuse, and nodded slowly.
Moyu looked away, bent down to pick up the pencil and the little knife used to sharpen it, and put them back on the table. Then he reminded her softly:
"Before you leave, Light will probably want to talk with you for a while. You're a smart person. You know what to do."
Monica had witnessed the entire deal for the "credit." Light hadn't paid her the slightest attention from beginning to end, but he surely had a way to make her keep quiet.
"Mm, I know what to do."
How could Monica possibly provoke a Professional Hunter? She looked at Moyu, hesitated, then gathered her courage and asked, "Moyu, can I... come here again in the future?"
"As long as it's during the Temple's visiting hours, that's fine."
With that, Moyu turned and left.
Light had just guaranteed that he wouldn't leave a trace of blood while cleaning up the bodies.
Moyu was curious about how he planned to do it. Maybe he could learn something by watching.
Monica silently watched Moyu's retreating figure.
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