The Sun Won't Disappear × I'm Going to the Dark Continent
As her mother Kikyo's belly grew larger, her father Silva could often be seen supporting her as they strolled in the garden after dinner to aid digestion.
At this time, Silva and unsmiling side as a father and perfectly plays the role of a considerate husband.
Roy came out from his grandfather Jager's place and this time he lasted three minutes.
He leaned against the windowsill, watching quietly, relaxing and recovering his mental energy while waiting for Gotoh to bring him food. In the distance, he heard a series of footsteps, growing closer... Grandpa Zeno, his white hair swaying, arrived, hands behind his back, and joined him in gazing at the night view. In the garden, Kikyo was shouting something, then punched Silva in dissatisfaction...
"Your great-grandfather told me to tell you that our family Third Hokage of only sons without any brothers, so we can't offer you any advice, therefore..."
"From now on, you can hit or scold as you please, as long as you don't cause any trouble and kill someone, the family won't have any objections."
"He went too far." Illumi was still hanging from the willow tree, declaring that unless Roy personally untied him, he would never come down and might as well hang himself.
Roy pretended not to hear, Silva and Kikyo, who were taking a walk, also Milluki not to see. However, Milluki went over in the evening and peed under him. If he hadn't been out of reach, he probably would have peed on his head. Even so, Illumi tolerated it.
"That's just how ' Manipulation ' people are; the more unattainable something is, the more they want to possess it. Roy," Zeno tilted his head and looked at the Sun-Earring Boy with a mocking expression, "I reckon you'll get what's coming to you later."
Is that so... The sun sets, but it doesn't disappear... The sun never belongs to anyone, so how can it be possessed by anyone?
Roy didn't care. "It's not a big problem."
"One violation, one beating."
"Until he dares not extend his claws again."
This was indeed simple and direct, yet effective enough... Zeno wholeheartedly agreed, glancing at Illumi, whose foolish little brother shivered in the cold wind. Changing the subject, he said, "I vetoed your request to the family to mobilize the intelligence agency."
Zeno calmly replied, "Since you know that there are some things you can't cross the line, you should abide by them even more."
The Hunter's world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's more about intelligence gathering. Roy's conversation with his father, Tanjuro, during the New Year's festivities was still fresh in his mind. Roy felt it was time to take further action.
Even if it's not to delve deeper into learning how to cure Tanjuro's illness through "Conjuration," we must also strive to obtain a reliable and stable intelligence source, and... the Hunter Association's official website is a good option.
"I understand." Only successive heads of the family have the right to control the intelligence agency; this is an ironclad rule.
In the original work, Milluki transforms into a computer genius, and it's possible that this is partly the reason...
"You're a sensible person." Zeno turned around, looking at the Sun-Earring Boy with satisfaction. "Since you want to pursue freedom, you have to rely on your own abilities. I look forward to hearing your name on the continent one day."
"Yes, I will." The Sun-Earring Boy smiled broadly. "I just don't want to disappoint Grandpa."
"Hehe..." Zeno chuckled, said nothing more, patted his shoulder, and left with his hands behind his back. It was getting cold, and the old man was spending more and more time in his room. He needed to go over from time to time, not for anything else, just to give him a massage and loosen his muscles—that would be good enough...
"Tap... tap..." Zeno walked away, and in the garden, Kikyo got the ice cream she wanted and contentedly took Silva's arm.
Roy watched quietly for a while, then turned and went back to his bedroom. Just then, Gotoh pushed the food cart in. Seeing the Young Master staring at his face for a long time with a puzzled look, he touched his beard suspiciously and set the food on the table.
This morning, Illumi disguised himself as you and got into my bed...
Roy took a bite of the roasted meat pizza sprinkled with chopped onions and said casually, "Gotoh:
He didn't know how to respond. His expression... going to bed... No wonder he was wondering this morning why the Young Master was so angry; now it seems... he deserves punishment!
However, since the matter involved Young Master Illumi, the servants couldn't ask too many questions. Gotoh served Roy his meal while reporting, "The tickets that Young Master asked me to buy have been booked in advance."
"Departing on December 27th, with a layover in Ganslan, departing again on December 29th, expected to arrive in the Saherta United States on January 2nd, and then take a boat to Whale Island."
Roy had anticipated that his application would most likely be rejected, so he instructed Gotoh to prepare two plans: first, to try and get a Hunter License through the Hunter Website...
"Ganslan is that entertainment capital famous for its performing arts?" Roy finished his pizza and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.
Gotoh adjusted his glasses. "Yes, the circus there is very famous. We have a day off in between, Young Master can go and have a look."
Roy gave a noncommittal hum, and the mention of the circus reminded him of someone with extensive experience in apple cultivation and a knack for playing cards. The place of origin, it seems, was in Ganslan... the Molitonio Troupe, famous for their "Flying Swimming" performance.
"John Doe the Hundred Faces"... a psychopathic killer... the Nen Ability of "oppressing to death"... Roy glanced at the panel, "Life Energy" was zero, in dire need of replenishment.
"Go and prepare. The Hunter Exam is on January 7th. Don't be late."
"Yes."
Gotoh cleared the table and went downstairs.
Over the next few days, Roy ate, drank, and trained as usual. Before he knew it, December had arrived, and the weather was getting colder. Unlike Whale Island, where it was summer all year round, the Kukuroo Mountain in winter had lost all its greenery, leaving only a desolate and barren landscape...
In the morning, Roy practiced "Sun Breathing" by drinking poison to strengthen his body. In the afternoon, the poison took effect, and he sunbathed and Visualization the sun. In the evening, he got up from the ground to pay respects to his grandfather, Jager. His days were busy and fulfilling.
During that time, Illumi hung from the tree for several days, then cut the rope himself in the middle of the night when no one was looking and jumped down... The Sun-Earring Boy emerged from the ground, hands in his pockets, and followed Roy towards the basement, each taking one side of the path, neither touching the other...
After a long pause, Illumi spoke up and asked, "Why were you able to see through my disguise?"
Clearly, this question has been on Illumi's mind for several days now.
"Because there is no light in your eyes."
"No light is blasphemy against the sun," Roy said truthfully. Illumi:
He stopped in his tracks, raised his hand to touch his face, and protested... Who said there was no light?
Every night he would transform into his likeness and carefully compare himself in the mirror. He clearly looked radiant then! "Hey!" the Sun-Earring Boy called out to his older brother, "Even if you see through me, you can't shake me off, not even if you escape to the Dark Continent!"
Roy kept walking, never turning around, and showing no intention of replying. He glanced at the corner of the wall...
The camera in the corner flashed red and clearly captured the Sun-Earring Boy's words. So, my foolish little brother, you'd better watch yourself first.
That evening, "Reporting to you, sir, Young Master Illumi says he is going to the Dark Continent."
"Yeah?"
The moon was high in the sky when Illumi, having just cut the rope to come down, was hoisted back up.
Maha gave the order, Zeno relayed the message, Silva made the move, Milluki urinated.