A black sedan barreled through the chaotic streets of Yorknew City.
Flames soared outside the windows.
Explosions rang out one after another.
Yet the air inside the car was eerily quiet.
Kurapika gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
His jaw was taut, his knuckles white from the force of his grip.
In the passenger seat sat-
Chrollo Lucilfer.
The leader of this Class A criminal organization was trussed up like a dumpling in invisible chains.
His expensive suit was somewhat rumpled, but his expression remained calm.
There was even a faint, inquisitive smile on his face.
He was observing.
Observing this boy who had staked his life on revenge.
The Nen emanating from him was powerful and pure, yet fraught with the instability of a life burning itself away.
Interesting.
The corners of Chrollo's mouth lifted.
But when his gaze swept toward the rearview mirror-
For the first time, a crack appeared in that composed mask.
In the back seat-
Luo Ye was fiddling with a rattle drum he had casually bought by the roadside.
Beside him sat Shizuku, who had just woken up, looking utterly bewildered.
Shizuku blinked her large eyes at the man before her, whose smile was as bright as sunshine.
She tried to move.
Her body was securely bound with a special kind of rope.
"You're awake?"
Luo Ye put down the rattle drum and leaned closer.
His face was very close to Shizuku's.
Close enough for her to catch the faint scent of potato chips mingled with cola on him.
"Hi, my name's Luo Ye."
Luo Ye gave her what he considered his kindest, most sincere smile.
"Starting today, I'm your new boss."
Shizuku: "???"
Her memories were a jumble.
She only remembered the hotel suddenly losing power, then someone