Reunited after a long separation,
Moyu sensed many changes in Kurapika.
Though he did not know what Kurapika had been through during their time apart, one thing was certain...
His student had now shed every trace of his former immaturity, replacing it with a composure that would hold even if a mountain collapsed before his eyes.
"Master."
Kurapika approached Moyu, and as he addressed him softly, much of the layered disguise shrouding him fell away.
Moyu paused slightly, quietly suppressing the urge to ask.
There was really no need to ask anyway. The changes in Kurapika were undoubtedly connected to his people's eyes...
"Sorry for making you take time out of your busy schedule to come here."
A hint of apology crossed Moyu's face.
When he had called earlier, he had learned from their conversation that Kurapika was busy with something important, so he had immediately abandoned the idea of asking him to help.
But Kurapika was exceptionally perceptive. A sudden pause in Moyu's speech had been enough for him to realize that Moyu needed a favor.
He had insisted on coming without even asking what it was.
Hearing Moyu's words, Kurapika shook his head slightly, offering no response to those half-courteous remarks.
In his world—
Moyu had already become the most important person to him.
So even if Moyu asked him to walk through fire and blades, he would not hesitate for a moment.
"Master, let's focus on the matter at hand."
Kurapika offered a quiet reminder.
Although he had not asked exactly what was going on during their call, before coming, he had used the intelligence channels he had established in recent years to get a rough understanding.
It seemed to be a biological disaster involving creatures called "Chimera Ants."
"Mm."
Moyu nodded. "Before we act, I'll give