The Zoldyck Family's Deranged Brothers × Illumi, Who Could Be Male or Female (4.5K)

"Don't always make Dad take the initiative, silly child."

Silva gently stroked Roy's back, then pulled him into his arms, his tall frame completely enveloping him.

With a slightly reproachful tone, she looked at him and said, "Adults care about their pride, but you always have a stern face and don't give me a chance. Even if Dad wants to get closer to you, I can't find an opportunity."

As Silva spoke, his chest was as broad and warm as a mountain... leaving Roy momentarily at a loss for what to do with his empty hands.

The Sun-Earring Boy had never seen Silva like this before, nor had he ever heard him speak such long sentences. In that instant, he was like an ordinary father from an ordinary family. Without the aura of an assassin, he was no longer cold and indifferent, a contrast that was hard to accept.

"Hmm." After a long pause, the Sun-Earring Boy lowered his head and managed to squeeze out a single syllable.

He gradually realized... that the person before him might be his father's true form.

Because he believed this place was a dream, a place of absolute safety, he revealed a "true heart" that he wouldn't normally show to others?

Roy's eyes flickered with a strange feeling. He thought to himself, "Perhaps he thinks this is his dream, so he can do whatever he wants. Even if he dreamt of me... the real me wouldn't know."

However... what appears here is Roy, who, relying on his Nen Ability "Gate of Cognition," is freely traversing the dream world—a "real consciousness," not... the "Roy" that Silva imagined in his dreams...

When falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood; when nothingness is taken for existence, even existence becomes nothingness.

In conclusion, what Silva currently considers the "fake Roy" is actually the "real Roy"!

To get closer to your child, try these 6 things...

First, schedule dedicated parent-child time and spend full time with your child.

[Second, use body language skillfully to convey love]

[Third, provide targeted encouragement to boost self-confidence... Fourth, respect individual differences... Fifth... Sixth, listen to emotional expressions and offer understanding and support...]

In Silva's personal "Unconscious Realm," the man noticed that the Sun-Earring Boy was still somewhat "stubborn." Recalling the book he had just Browse and the few tips he had seen, he clung to Roy, "putting his knowledge to practical use," and directly treated him as a "guinea pig."

Roy spent a precious little "parent-child time" in this bizarre and unsettling atmosphere, forced to play along with his act. Then, a thought struck him, and he sensed the dream was unstable, beginning to show signs of cracking. He slowly realized...

Due to the influence of his own "mind power," his journey here essentially came to an end. His form gradually faded, slowly turning into mist, and he withdrew from Silva's Unconscious Realm. When he opened his eyes again...

The clock in the corner struck "dong".

At four in the morning, in his own bedroom at the Zoldyck Family Ancient Castle, the Sun-Earring Boy awoke from his dream...

"Tick-tock... tick-tock..." Time ticks away...

Roy lay quietly on the soft bed, his hands folded over his lower abdomen, staring at the ceiling for a while, unusually lingering in bed for once.

After shaking off the "sense of emptiness" brought on by the hazy dream, I got out of bed and, as usual, went down the mountain for a run.

He encountered... Gotoh, as always, leaning against a pool of water, fiddling with the "Infinite Pistol" in his hand, practicing "Water Breathing" in his own way... The Sun-Earring Boy automatically recalled the person from his dream last night, a slight smile on his lips. With a step, he floated along the mountain path to the entrance, and after Gotoh, he saw Kastro with white hair swaying in the wind.

"Good morning, Young Master." The Sun-Earring Boy bowed and greeted him, his face ruddy. Compared to the days before when he had been beaten to Pig-Head by Gotoh, he was clearly much more "spirited." Clearly... he had dreamt last night that he had given Gotoh a good beating, which had quite an effect.

"Okay, good luck." Roy zipped past him without turning his head, saying, "I'll give you a task in a few days."

Kastro was taken aback, then quickly replied, "Yes."

She straightened up, watched him leave, and clenched her fist in her hand.

Beyond the Gotoh, it all begins with serving the Young Master...

He suddenly shouted, "Young Master, I will absolutely not let you down!"

"Whoosh~" A mountain breeze blew by, stirring up a few leaves that slowly drifted down...

With his back to the Sun-Earring Boy, Roy waved and disappeared from Kastro's sight in a flash. A moment later, he arrived at the mountain gate and saw "Bald Uncle" Zee in the distance instructing a girl with golden hair swaying in the wind on how to adjust her stance and how to exert force, their goal... aimed directly at the first Testing Gate.

"You... your posture is right, you just lack strength. Eat more when you get back, and you'll probably succeed in no time..."

Zee spoke with a smile, his words swirling into Roy's ears.

He suddenly remembered Kurapika. He'd heard from Gotoh that the other person was Kurajing's younger brother, and he understood why the girl was fighting so desperately.

Efforts to change the current situation of the Kurta clan are clearly...

She knew very well that the Kurta Clan, possessing the "Seven Wonders of the World," was like a child carrying gold through a bustling market; because of their "Scarlet Eyes," they would be coveted and trouble would come sooner or later.

If you calculate the time, it hasn't been many years since the Kurta was wiped out...

"Tap... tap..." The footsteps drew closer... Zee glanced over, pulled Kurajing, and the two of them removed their hats, bowed deeply, and said, "Young Master,"

Roy continued walking until he reached the mountain gate. He circled around, glanced at the two of them without making a sound, then twisted his ankle and returned along the mountain path to the Ancient Castle. Passing by the dimly lit room, he stopped and listened to the faint snoring inside. He recalled that there were still two Dream Passage he hadn't had time to explore last night. One led to his mother, Kikyo, and the other was most likely to lead to his great-grandfather Maha.

Grandpa Zeno went out on a mission and didn't return all night. It couldn't be him... Roy straightened up, looked through a corner of the window and saw the old man sleeping soundly with a blanket covering him. He took a deep breath, tiptoed away, and only after returning to the bedroom did he take off his coat and immediately go into the bathroom.

Start adding points.

Last night, after killing Akaza and two Lower Rank, Enmu and Mammo, my previously depleted "Life Energy" returned to 190, plus the "Constitution" contributed daily by "Sun Breathing"...

Roy braced himself against the wall, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared himself. Just then, a notification popped up on the control panel...

[Life Energy reset to zero... Congratulations, host, "Constitution" +191...]

[Current physical condition: 438.4 → 629.4 (Note: The average person's physical condition is 1)]

[Manifested Aura: C-(3950/100000→17854/100000) (Note: Rating is based on Chimera Ant. Elite squad leader is D, Squadron Leader is C, the Three Royal Guards are B, and the Meruem B+)]

[Potential Aura: C(48651/100000→68741/100000)]

The man let out a muffled groan, his fingers digging into the wall. It took him a long while to recover before he came to his senses and felt the power surging forth from within!

"Snap... Snap... Snap..." Roy's new body made a series of cracking sounds as he moved his joints a few times... He looked up at himself in the mirror. His height and build hadn't Transformation significantly due to the extra points, but his strength... had definitely increased considerably!

This is evident from the fact that when he tried to turn on the shower to take a quick rinse and wash away the grime, he accidentally broke the handle.

"Clang!" The hand fell to the ground, and a voice called from outside, "Young Master, what happened?"

The young butler, pushing the food cart, arrived on time as usual. Hearing the commotion, he asked a question.

A metal handle flew right at him, but he caught it with a swift motion and held it firmly in his hand. "The handle's broken. Get someone to replace it later." Roy, wrapped in a towel, walked out, grabbed a steaming beef burger, and took a big bite, the juices exploding in his mouth.

"Yes." Gotoh nodded, casually putting the handle into her pocket, and served Roy his meal, saying, "The Young Master asked me to prepare the dishes. I already instructed the kitchen to go shopping yesterday, and they should be ready by this afternoon."

The old man was clamoring for stir-fried dishes, and Roy took the opportunity to adjust his appetite. He reached into a drawer, pulled out the Strategy Guide his father, Silva, had given him, and began to read it carefully. While eating, he instructed Gotoh, "Go back and tell Kastro to pack his things and we're leaving for Meteor City in a few days."

What are you going there for?

"Giving alms."

Is he capable?

"Do you think he's up to the task?" Roy looked up at him.

Gotoh frowned, carefully choosing his words, and said, "He has already mastered the Four Major Principles [Entanglement] and [Absolute], but he hasn't mastered [Practice] and [Send]. If the Young Master intends to send him alone to that kind of place..."

Gotoh adjusted his glasses and said truthfully, "Dealing with some small fry is no problem, but if we encounter a Nen user, it'll probably be tough."

"Are you protecting him?" Roy smiled.

Gotoh: "No, I'm just telling the truth."

The young butler said sternly, "His death is acceptable, but ruining the Young Master's mission is unacceptable!"

"Hmm..." Roy took a sip of milk, ate the hamburger, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said noncommittally, "Since you said so, let's add another person."

"Who?"

"I."

Roy looked at Gotoh with a smile, "Book two plane tickets to Meteor City. A week from now, I want to stand on that land!"

Two?

Gotoh's face paled, and she looked at Roy cautiously, tentatively asking, "Young Master, aren't you going to take me with you?"

Kastro has only been here a few days, does he even deserve to travel alone with the Young Master?!

If I had known... I should have just killed him back in the Heavens Arena!

Thoughts exploded... heart in turmoil... just then, a warm hand patted Gotoh's back, and a gentle voice said, "Don't overthink it."

The butler snapped out of his daze and saw the Sun-Earring Boy wink at him, saying, "I'm not going. The other 'me' will go."

Gotoh:

I froze, my mind going even more confused...

Seeing this, Roy didn't say anything more. As it concerned "Clone," Gotoh would naturally find out in time.

He simply left him alone, cleaned up the messy dining table, and headed out towards the practice room.

As the red sun leaps over the horizon in the morning, casting countless rays of dawn, it shines warmly and comfortably on people's faces in the early spring when the weather is still chilly.

Roy, hands in his pockets, strolled through the mottled corridors of the Ancient Castle, looking out the window... Silva, supporting Kikyo, finished breakfast and Youyou walking in the garden. The Sun-Earring Boy stopped, remembering the kind man in his dream last night, his gaze sweeping over him, which Silva keenly caught.

He glanced back indifferently. "What is it?"

"It's nothing."

What's with all this talk about "face," "taking the initiative," and "saving face"... Don't I care about face too?

Roy turned and left, quickly disappearing into the shadows of the corridor, without taking away a single ray of dawn.

Silva frowned, Kikyo took his arm, leaning most of his body against him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The man gently shook his head, said nothing, and quietly watched the Sun-Earring Boy leave. He then turned and, supporting himself on Kikyo, continued his stroll in the garden.

The saying goes, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night." Unrealistic fantasies are nothing more than "daydreaming"!

"Tap... tap..." The footsteps faded into the distance... Combining "sun" and "dream," Roy naturally thought of this word, finding it amusing and gaining a deeper understanding of the "dimension" of "thought"...

While pondering, I arrived at the training room.

The door creaked open.

Two pink ponytails swayed in the wind...

The burly, almost feminine Tsubone, wielding an electric baton, burst into Roy's view and said in a deep voice, "The master instructed that from now on, I will be in charge of giving the Young Master electric shock training."

Roy nodded; there was no problem with that.

He swiftly and decisively removed his outer garment, revealing a muscular and well-defined physique. Thump... thump...

Then came another set of footsteps, followed by Roy.

Tsubone stepped past Roy, nodded slightly to Illumi, took a step forward, and shoved an electric baton at him, saying, "Excuse me, Young Master."

"Sizzle!" A flash of lightning!

The voltage instantly exceeded Luke's limit, reaching 8 million volts!

Last time, Roy, with a constitution of 343, lasted thirty seconds against Silva. This time... the Sun-Earring Boy straightened his back, gritted his teeth, and let the electricity transform into snakes of light coursing through his body, remaining silent as the minute drew to a close...

"25...30...35...40...55!" He counted silently, Tsubone was also counting silently...

Nearly a minute later, the old butler's old eyes flickered with uncertainty, and he suddenly seemed somewhat lost.

Yesterday, on the very morning that Roy was knocked unconscious by Silva, she received a task assigned by Silva and clearly remembered that the master said at the time that the Young Master's record was only thirty seconds.

But now...60...65...70... one and a half minutes!

Roy is still holding on!

Tsubone's hand trembled. He didn't know if Silva was lying or if Roy was deliberately faking it yesterday... Otherwise, there was no way to explain such a huge Transformation in a person within a single day.

"Bang!" One minute and thirty-seven seconds!

An explosion of electricity!

Roy opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke... He staggered back a few steps, finally unable to hold on any longer, and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Illumi leaned against the wall, watching quietly. He reached out to help, but unexpectedly, after Roy, Tsubone struck him with an electric baton without any reason. Illumi's Byakugan rolled back, and he fell straight down even faster than Roy.

"I'm sorry, Young Master..."

The old butler put away the stun gun, scooped up Illumi, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and turned to look at Roy: "Young Master, do you need my help?"

"Need not."

"Little Gold."

"Gaa~"

The Golden Crow spread its wings and emerged from above Roy's head, its wings swelling in the wind. With a flick of its long beak, it lifted the Sun-Earring Boy, wiggled its fat bottom, and laboriously climbed over the window. A step ahead of Tsubone, it bent down and placed Roy on the grass in the garden.

Tsubone watched silently, then picked up a shovel, followed behind, dug a hole, and buried Illumi.

By the time the two brothers recovered, it was already noon.

"Whoosh~" A gust of wind blew by, carrying the fragrance of earth.

With only his head sticking out of the water, Illumi Youyou opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Roy, who was peacefully basking in the sun beside him, and said, "You've gotten stronger again."

"Um."

I'm very happy.

"Um."

Even if Mom's hair turns gray, I will still stand firmly by your side, don't worry.

"Illumi," Roy suddenly interrupted him, "Are you male or female?"

Illumi was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Roy opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at him, and said, "I'm asking you, are you male or female? Is that so hard to answer?"

"It's not difficult," Illumi, staring blankly at Roy with his empty, lifeless eyes. "I'm a man."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say... "Good that you know. Don't dream too much."

Cooked food...

The silly little brother suddenly changed the subject, saying very seriously, "Of course, if you need Nii-san, I can also become a woman for Nii-san."

Roy:

His lips twitched violently, and he pointed at the willow tree beside him. "Hang it up yourself!"