Seven days later, Leo returned from the forest.
His seven days of hunting had yielded decent results, bringing him to level 48 (30%).
There really weren't many large creatures left in the forest. His hunting efficiency was nowhere near what it used to be, but it was better than nothing.
He returned to his room and had just washed off the dust when another knock came at the door.
Leo opened the door while drying his hair.
Hisoka stood outside with his usual smile, though this time there was an extra hint of amusement in his eyes.
"You really don't pull your punches, Mr. Leo~ The bruises on my back still haven't completely faded."
Leo stared at him in silence for a full half minute.
"I give up."
He finally spoke.
"You have the thickest skin of anyone I've ever met."
"Thank you for the compliment~"
Hisoka accepted it cheerfully.
"Do you want to fight that badly?"
"It's one of the things I live for."
Leo closed his eyes for a moment.
He knew that unless he satisfied Hisoka's obsession, the man would haunt him like a ghost until the end of time.
"Fine."
He opened his eyes, his tone calm.
"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll oblige."
Hisoka's golden pupils abruptly contracted, excitement all but spilling from his eyes.
He licked the corner of his mouth, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"Wonderful... Battles like this are what I live for. Death? Nothing more than a sweet seasoning."
The two headed to the registration desk on the 200th floor, one behind the other.
The staff member clearly recognized Hisoka-over the past few months, he had fought three matches on the 200th floor, winning every one by knockout. Each time, his opponent had been killed in the