Hisoka's First Meeting X Many-Faced John Doe
"Young Master, Luke is on the phone..."
In the speeding car, a phone rang. Gotoh gripped the phone, cautiously asking Roy for permission. The Sun-Earring Boy, resting his chin on his hand and gazing at the scenery, seemed to sense something and calmly said, "Answer it."
The call connected...
"These are Luke's words, relaying the master's exact words, reminding the Young Master not to forget those three lashes."
The Zoldyck doesn't keep idle people; the stewards undergo rigorous training, and so does the master.
Roy could almost picture Silva's stern face, watching the scenery recede before him, uttering not a word.
"Squeak-"
The car soon stopped at the airport.
Gotoh got out of the car first, opened the door for Roy, then opened the trunk, picked up the luggage, and followed. The two of them used their [Absolute] abilities to suppress some of their "qi" and disguised themselves as ordinary people as they entered the airport terminal.
Board the airship bound for the Saherta United States and land in Ganslan.
A bustling crowd poured out of the terminal, and as soon as they stepped out of the station, they could feel how different this city was from Bato.
Colorful ribbons fluttering, whistles blaring, juggling sounds emanating from performers, and the cheers and exclamations of the crowd... all far more lively than in Bato Ganslan truly deserves its title as the "City of Performances"...
"Young Master, let's go for a walk." After handing over the suitcase to the baggage check-in service, and with a whole day to spare, Gotoh switched to a smaller bag and followed Roy into a taxi.
"Master, do you know where the Molitonio Troupe is performing?"
"There's one match in Royal Gram."
"Hey... are the guests here for the ' Flying Swimming ' too? That guy Molitonio is amazing, I don't know how he does it, he can really fly in the sky without any ropes..." the driver said excitedly, and without Roy's reminder, he stepped on the gas and drove to the theater.
Gotoh paid the money and followed Roy to a theater.
Looking up, he saw the five large characters "Royal Gram." He wondered how the Young Master could be so familiar with this so-called Royal Gram circus.
Little did they know, Roy was unfamiliar with the situation and had no intention of watching; he was purely there to collect "Life Energy."
Not knowing and not killing are not the same thing... Since you clearly know that Molitonio is a psychopathic killer, and you are here with time to spare, there is no reason not to kill him.
Even though Roy doesn't consider himself a good person and doesn't come from a normal family, he does what he wants and does whatever he wants, and nobody can stop him.
Besides, the "sun" itself dispels "darkness," and to ensure a clear mind... it's just a matter of course. "Wow~ Flying Swimming... it's Molitonio!"
We bought tickets and entered the theater; the performance was in full swing.
Gotoh accompanied Roy, leaning against the wall and looking towards the central stage. Without sitting down, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a top hat and sporting a thick beard, holding a cane even more ornate than Roy's Cane Sword, floating in the air, eliciting gasps and screams...
"Read?"
"Young Master, this ' Molitonio ' is a Nen user..."
"To be able to swim in the sky without the aid of ropes is already a violation of the laws of nature..." Gotoh had been suspicious when the driver mentioned it in the car, and now it seemed... His eyes were filled with a shallow wisp of thought, and he could clearly see that there was a "Nen Thread" connecting to the ceiling, suspending Molitonio and supporting him as he performed swimming movements in the air.
"Nen user also need to eat; it's not unusual for them to perform for money." Roy's understanding was deeper and broader than Gotoh's. Besides Molitonio, there were other Nen user present, such as... Molitonio's assistant, the girl Abachi who was responsible for throwing props to him, and not far from them... a red-haired Jester hiding in the darkness, intently watching Molitonio, carefully licking a Spade Ace.
"Hehehe... Why are you looking at me instead of watching the show?" The Jester seemed to have a sixth sense, keenly catching Roy's gaze, and tilted his head to look... The Sun-Earring Boy was about his age, with an interesting look that seemed to hold many stories...
Hisoka narrowed his eyes, making them curve into crescent shapes, and stared at Roy through the light... Roy looked away, merely glancing over him before turning his gaze back to the stage, leaving Hisoka half-biting a playing card, shrugging and laughing with an ambiguous expression.
"Fantastic! Molitonio... extra game, extra game... he can't leave the stage!"
Half an hour later, the performance came to an end.
"Superstar" Molitonio couldn't resist the audience's enthusiasm and added another five minutes before he was finally able to leave and go backstage to rest.
"Captain, have some water," Abachi said, tidying up the props and following him into the dressing room. He handed Moritonio a glass of water, which Molitonio drank, then took a breath and asked, "Where's Hisoka?"
"Are you looking for me?♡" The curtain was lifted, revealing a face with stars and teardrops.
Hisoka crossed his arms and leaned against the dressing table; the entire Molitonio Troupe was now present.
All that was left was for the driver, Belize, to lead everyone back to their hotel.
Molitonio removed his formal attire, watched the sun gradually set and night creep over the horizon outside the window, went to the bathroom expressionlessly, and came out looking completely different.
Dull, rigid, like a lost executioner wandering in the darkness!
Then, after leaving the hotel, he mingled with the crowd, searching for prey, and spotted a lone girl, following her...
"Caw... caw..." Night deepened, and crows cawed. Unlike the main streets where the lights were just coming on and the walls were shining brightly, the alley was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face... A girl with two ponytails had just come out of her tutoring class, daydreaming about not having to do homework when she suddenly saw a dark shadow. Her eyes widened instantly, and her mouth was firmly covered and slammed against the wall!
"Surprised? What a fresh face... Kid, be good... Let Uncle take a good look... at your incredibly horrified and desperate expression... Quick... open your eyes wider... Yes... that's it... Cry? Why are you crying... Laugh... Laugh!"
"Screech-"
A flash of bright light... sliced off an arm...
Blood splattered on the wall. Molitonio was stunned. The girl had vanished and was now in the arms of a young man with a thick beard... In front of them stood a Sun-Earring Boy leaning on Cane Sword, staring at him expressionlessly.
Should I call you John Doe, the man of a thousand faces, or Molitonio, the superstar?
"Have we been found out?" Molitonio scratched his face, suppressing a laugh. "Sun-Earring Boy, you have guts. Can I see your surprised expression too?"
"Squeak-"
The Cane Sword in his hand suddenly moved... Molitonio pointed at Roy with one hand...
The Cane Sword, having broken free of Roy's hands, spun around and then stabbed Roy in the back!
"The Iron-Dyeing Bipolarity": It can convert "qi" into Magnetism, control metal, and exert it at will. This is also the secret behind Molitonio's ability to hook the ceiling with "Nen Thread".