From Now On, This Is Your Home

"Young master, what do you want to play today?" Seeing the courtyard filled with balloons, Luo Ye felt both his head and body starting to ache. Yesterday's exhaustion had yet to fade, and he could already foresee today's chaos.

He really did not understand it. Why did Hisoka love playing with balls so much? After playing all day yesterday, he still was not sick of them?

If he loved balls that much, why did he not join a circus and juggle colored balls?

"Let's make this clear first: I don't want to be a ball again today." He had nearly been spun sick by Hisoka. No amount of money was worth earning anymore.

"We're not playing that today. And besides, I didn't set these up." Hisoka replied lazily from the sofa, which only made Luo Ye more confused. "If it wasn't you, then who was it?"

Was this not his home? If Hisoka had not done it, who else could it be?

Hisoka tugged at the Nen in his hand, looking gloomy. "You'll see him soon enough."

Him? Who was that? Luo Ye had never seen such a dejected expression on Hisoka's face. This person must really have Hisoka over a barrel.

"My darling son, Daddy's back! Did you miss Daddy?" A sturdy red-haired man walked over with a beaming smile. He picked Hisoka up in both arms and looked him over from side to side. "Oh dear, you definitely haven't been eating properly. Look how thin you've gotten."

Hisoka said nothing, but Luo Ye could see the utterly lifeless expression on his face. It seemed this was someone who could keep Hisoka in check.

So this was what Hisoka's father was like. But how had he raised someone with such a twisted personality as Hisoka's?

Still, having family who