Nen's Slave X Calamity!

The words drifted Youyou into Roy's ears.

When the azure ocean of perception recedes,

The colorful Dream Passage vanished.

As Roy awoke from his dream, he vaguely detached himself from the Hokage world and returned to reality. Turning his head, he saw Netero sitting at his desk, teasing Little Gold with one hand. Annoyed by the bird, he reached out and was pecked by Little Gold... The old man chuckled softly, resting one hand on the edge of his chair. Turning back to Roy, he smiled and said, "Your Nen Beast is quite amazing~"

"It hurts quite a bit when it scratches people..."

Little Gold pecked Netero again, clearly displeased Fat Crow opened its beak and spat out a tongue of fire, nearly singeing Netero's hair.

Seeing Roy wake up, it angrily flapped its pair of fleshy wings that shimmered with a golden light, and flew to Roy's side, plopped down on his head, and began to complain.

"Gah!" (That awful old man is bullying me! I told him not to come in, but he insisted!)

Little Gold's complaints Youyou through his thoughts to Roy's mind...

The Sun-Earring Boy gently patted his head, then sat up in bed. His gaze passed over Netero's shoulder; he saw that Netero was sitting properly, not rummaging through his things, and his complexion was slightly better than when he first woke up...

"Yao Yao stammered... I didn't mean to barge in,"

"You were sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear to hit you..."

"But you still bothered me," Roy said, limping into his slippers and stretching casually. His joints crackled like popping Beans as they relaxed.

The person's entire demeanor was cleansed of drowsiness and lethargy, replaced by clarity and health...

Netero leaned back in his chair, watching the Sun-Earring Boy. A barely perceptible glint of arrogance flashed in his old eyes as he opened and closed them.

He looked Roy up and down, praising, "Your body is adapting quite quickly, not like you're trying to force growth. It seems your dream teacher is quite skilled at teaching!"

As the world's undisputed "Strongest Human," Netero's judgment is undoubtedly sharp... but one cannot truly see a mountain without entering it... Does Roy have a teacher?

Yes, there are.

But when it comes to "teaching by example," aside from Urokodaki, the master from Demon Slayer, it seems... only Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

The Sun-Earring Boy quickly washed his face in the shower and, without turning around, said, "Speak, what is it?"

Netero spoke succinctly, slowly uttering a few words: "I'm here to ask you on behalf of Jager, do you know what [Nian] is?" Roy paused,

The old man, his sleeves billowing, slowly pushed back his chair and stood up. He stood by the window, gazing at the deep night and the high-rising moon, and said Youyou, "Child, you and I are true friends."

"In my long life, I've seen far too many exceptionally talented people, and I've asked them this question before. Now,"

I'd like to hear your answer.

"Is it you who wants to know, or my grandfather?" Roy washed his face, dried it with a towel, and glanced sideways at Netero. The image of his grandfather, Jager, that he had seemingly seen in the Demon Eye, involuntarily surfaced in his mind. He remembered Jag's Youyou words... that it was extremely fortunate he hadn't lost his way.

Roy watched Netero without showing any emotion, his gaze shifting, and he vaguely detected a hint of weariness in the old man before him, even though he wasn't as old as his great-grandfather.

Although his body is now strong and robust, though not at its peak, he still managed to leap from a great height in the original story, astonishing many candidates in the Hunter Exam, demonstrating his extraordinary physical strength. "Pfft~" Two Great Sun slowly ignited in Roy's pupils; [Eye of Truth] activated.

Immediately afterwards, a string of information surfaced in Roy's mind...

[Name: Netero; Isaac]

[Species: Human]

[Constitution: B?]

[Nen Qi: B?]

[Latent Nen Qi: B+ or A-?]

[Rating: B]

Aside from a faint sign of declining vitality, there was no indication of death. Roy slowly withdrew his gaze, extinguishing the "Great Sun" in his eyes.

"Hmm... As expected of [The Sun], your eyes are dazzling enough..." Netero squinted at Roy, his shrewdness fading as he noticed the scrutinizing gaze disappear. The old man's expression turned serious. "Your grandfather Jager wants to know, and I, too, want to know." Roy remained silent for a moment before speaking, "[Wish fulfillment] is [Thought]."

How so?

"Do whatever you want, follow your heart without overstepping your bounds..."

"Whose rules should we not transgress?" Netero looked intently at Roy and said, "Your great-grandfather walked the Path of Faith, and your grandfather Jager also walked the Path of Faith. Have you ever thought about why your grandfather Zeno and your father Silva did not walk the Path of Faith?"

Is it that they don't want to, or that they don't know?

Roy frowned.

The Sun-Earring Boy glanced subtly towards the dimly lit small room.

In the dimly lit little room separated by layers of walls, Maha, as usual, was rocking back and forth in his rocking chair, listening to cartoons. His withered fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, making a soft "tap... tap" sound, as if he were truly asleep. A thin silk blanket covering him draped askew to the floor.

"Whoosh!" At that moment, a Youyou evening breeze stirred, carrying a slight coolness, and rustled the curtains.

Second-floor study, Silva stretches his legs...

Zeno takes a stroll in the ground-floor garden...

A scene of tranquility and peace unfolds before my eyes.

Roy remained silent, then looked up at Netero and heard him slowly exhale, saying, "It's them who can't!"

"It's because their hearts aren't big enough or broad enough to withstand stronger [Visualization], they're not like that,"

"You, Jager, and your great-grandfather are all..."

Life also carries its own unbearable weight... Some people can only hold their own small family, some can hold an entire city, and some... can even hold an entire nation, an entire world...

When these increasingly heavy responsibilities weigh on your shoulders, do you still think that "thought" is just something you can do as you please, something you can truly shoulder?

Netero finished speaking quietly and then fell silent. His hair and beard were all white, half his face was bathed in the soft light, and the other half blended into the night. He didn't call the Beans to follow him, and since becoming the president of the Hunter Association, he had never wasted so much breath and spoken so much to anyone, not even Gin back then.

Silently gazing at the night, as if in remembrance, in the pitch black of the Kukuroo Mountain, he vaguely saw Jager's figure... Finally, he said, "These... were told to me by your grandfather Jager..."

"You've seen the Demon Eye too,"

"Before it completely lost consciousness, I dreamt of Jager. He told me to ask you some questions, so I... came..." But...

He wasn't even born yet!

Roy was startled and abruptly looked at Netero. His eyes shimmered with a complex emotion as he saw Netero standing with his hands behind his back, gazing up at the night sky, and saying meaningfully, "Predicting the future isn't anything rare..."

Roy suddenly realized, remembering Neon, Ribery; Garcia, and their Nen Ability, [the Lovely Ghostwriter] and [Card Divination]...

A moment of silence fell over them.

Two hazy beams of moonlight shone through the window and fell upon two figures, one old and one young, each with a different build—one robust and the other slender.

As Roy pondered, he gradually grasped something.

He strolled to the window, leaned against the windowsill, and admired the moonlight with Netero. He tentatively asked, "So, Grandpa wants me to be careful, to be wary of... being unworthy of my position?"

Netero looked on in surprise, his admiration growing stronger. "I really want to meet your teacher. The phrase 'unworthy of one's position' is so apt." This was the first time Netero had heard it, but judging from the literal meaning of those four words, it was the most fitting... The old man stroked his white beard and nodded, saying, "[A big heart] is not wishful thinking, much less [delusion]. When you cannot control your [Visualization object], then... you will be controlled by the [Visualization object], becoming a slave to thought, which is—[Calamity]!"

[Calamity!] Roy's eyes narrowed. Getty thought of the infamous "Five Great Calamity of the World."

The [Nurturer; Pap] symbolizes "the equivalent exchange of happiness and life."

Guarding the "mysterious sphere of the mysterious ancient ruins," are the [Brion] known as [weapons].

A demon capable of "spreading murderous intent," resembling a "two-tailed snake," called the "Hellbell."

[Gas Lifeform][E] coexisting with "the Curse and blessing of desire"

The [Zobae] disease, disguised as "hope" but actually bringing "endless despair,"

All of this is chilling!

Upon hearing this, Roy suddenly understood... what his grandfather, Jager, had meant when he was in the Demon Eye...

"So, he was actually relieved that I hadn't been controlled by [Nen Ability] and turned into one of those monsters, or rather, [Calamity], whose reason had been devoured by [Nature]!"

The Sun-Earring Boy's expression was somber and uncertain; in an instant, he seemed to understand many things. Netero stood beside him, tilting his head to look at him. After a long while, gazing into the deep night, he gave a self-deprecating laugh and said, "It seems you've understood."

"It's not that your grandfather and father didn't want to, it's because compared to you, your grandfather Jager, and the old man... their talent is too poor, they're not up to the task, of course,"

"Among them, there are also... and my hands..."

"... time..." In the dimly lit little room on the first floor that belonged to Maha, the old man turned over, the thin blanket slipped off him completely, and he collapsed to the floor.

The old man murmured, as if muttering to himself or talking in his sleep, "You do have some self-awareness."

Roy remained silent for a moment, then came to his senses and stared intently at Netero, suddenly understanding... Where did the weariness emanating from this "Strongest Human" come from?... It was the despair and despair of having reached the pinnacle, limited by his "gifted mind," unable to see any further path forward. When people all said he was the Strongest Human, it meant... he had reached his peak, with no possibility of rising any higher!

"So, you think..." Roy, unsure of what to feel, hesitated for a long time before finally speaking heavily.

Netero tilted his head and grinned at the Sun-Earring Boy, chuckling awkwardly, "Hmm... As expected, you saw right through me, but..." Netero's old eyes suddenly flashed with divine light, his gaze burning with fighting spirit as he declared, "Even if I die, I'll die a glorious death! I'll at least bring a little tremor to this boring world..."

Roy saw the battle intent emanating naturally from Meruem's head, tinged with a magnificent red, and recalled the original story: he implanted a nuclear bomb in his heart, dragged the Meruem Meruem down to Hell, and even in his dying moments, he fought a fierce and exhilarating battle with it, until the world seemed to turn black and blue... A pang of melancholy struck him; he had already accomplished it...

The Sun-Earring Boy, with his beautiful silver hair, the ends shimmering with a golden light, withdrew his gaze, leaned forward, and pressed himself against the windowsill, gazing at the bright moon high in the sky with the old man. He said Youyou, "Tell me in advance what I can do for you."

Netero's old eyes drooped slightly, his gaze filled with a gentle warmth beneath its weathered appearance.

He pondered for a long time, and finally said, "I don't have any other hobbies. I've lived to this age; an ordinary person would have died long ago, if I had to say..."

Netero squinted and smiled at Roy, saying, "When I die, compile a copy of your Buddhist teachings and burn it for me, so that I can broaden my horizons and see the world."

"Ah~ Hmph~" In the dimly lit room, Maha, who had been sleeping on his side, suddenly dozed off, smacked his lips sleepily, and said, "Burn one for the old man too..."

Roy's lips twitched.

He glanced sideways at the dimly lit room, then turned back to hear Netero chuckle as he stroked his beard...

These old geezers... they really know how to give young people a hard time! Remember, he has a battle to fight tomorrow!

"No time!"

Roy snorted coldly, put his hands in his pockets, ignored Netero, and went out to find food, heading towards the Butler Villa... As for [Buddhism]...

Coincidentally... he also possesses a move called [True Several Thousand Hands], which is currently being unlocked...

Roy, with his back to Netero, opened his control panel and casually glanced at his [Wood Release] technique. After tomorrow, it would be time to properly visit Sarutobi Hiruzen and learn from the forbidden books in the [Scroll of Sealing] to replenish his experience points... The Sun-Earring Boy blinked and left the Ancient Castle, then, with a sliver of Moonlight, merged into it and floated down the mountain...

"Chang~" At that time, it was late at night.

The wooden grandfather clock, placed in the corner, struck the hour...

In the blink of an eye, Roy stepped out of the Moonlight again and appeared in Gotoh's bedroom.

"Thump... thump... thump..." My heart pounded like muffled thunder.

As if sensing Roy's presence, Gotoh lay peacefully within the Blood Cocoon, her heart suddenly racing.

The noise was so loud that it startled Tsubone, who had just put Amane and Canary to sleep...

The old butler, her two pink ponytails swinging, hurried to the door of Gotoh's bedroom. Seeing it was Roy, she placed her right hand on her chest and quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "Young Master, dinner is ready."

Just as Zi Po was about to go and deliver it, Luo Yi suddenly appeared before her...

The old butler bent down, glancing at Roy out of the corner of his eye, and saw...

The Sun-Earring Boy had a beautiful head of hair, half silver and half gold, that swayed in the wind.

As her lips parted, a hand reached out and gently patted the Blood Cocoon, saying, "Don't rush, it's settled, I'll do it tomorrow."

"I'll give you an example first!"