The World Is Getting Better...

A lone man and woman shared a room.

But there was nothing remotely suggestive about the atmosphere inside. Mainly because Piyon's move of using an earth lock to seal the door was far too bizarre.

Piyon narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Moyu with ill intent.

That made Moyu realize things were not looking good.

"Piyon, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Moyu rose from the sofa, making sure he could face whatever came next while standing.

"Hmph."

Piyon snorted coldly and said in a sarcastic tone, "What amazing Nen. What amazing Exorcism abilities. And at such a young age, you already know how to be so modest and low-key. Impressive, truly impressive."

"..."

Moyu froze for a moment, immediately understanding why Piyon had put on such a display.

Back then, the moment he had acted, he had removed that level of Post-Mortem Nen.

In Piyon's eyes, what he had done was no different from pretending to be weak before revealing his strength.

More importantly, he had kept hiding things from her before. Perhaps that was why Piyon was upset.

But this development was absolutely not what he had intended.

He really was not a Nen Exorcist. He did not even possess half-baked Exorcism skills!

Having pieced it together, Moyu sighed inwardly and looked at Piyon.

"There's no need to go this far, is there, Piyon?"

"Ah, there really isn't. After all, concealing information about one's abilities is something every Nen user ought to do."

Piyon strode toward Moyu and narrowed her eyes. "And you do that better than anyone else, Mo—yu!"

"..."

Moyu was surprised to hear Piyon call him by his real name.

He silently watched as Piyon walked straight toward him.

He had the feeling that Piyon was not angry about his previous evasiveness, and this scene