After getting his answer, Chrollo said nothing more. He simply lowered his eyes, lost in thoughts no one could guess.
Before long, Kurapika woke from his brief rest against the chair and raised his wrist to check his watch.
It was already seven fifty.
Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, Kurapika tightened the chains around Chrollo a little more.
He stood up, his gaze fixed firmly on the airship's cabin door.
The seconds ticked by, drawing closer and closer to eight, and Kurapika waited anxiously.
Just then, Chrollo, who was still sitting calmly in his chair, suddenly spoke.
"Stop waiting. I'm not as important as you think. Pakunoda won't come."
Kurapika said nothing. He kept his eyes fixed on the cabin door.
A phone alarm rang out.
It was the alarm Leorio had set for eight o'clock.
As the alarm sounded, a woman with a graceful figure slowly opened the cabin door.
It was Pakunoda, who had come alone.
At the sight of Chrollo's injuries, Pakunoda instinctively wanted to rush to him.
But before she could move, Kurapika spoke.
"If you want your boss to stay safe, obey my two commands."
Despite her displeasure, Pakunoda could only nod reluctantly.
Seeing this, Kurapika revealed his Chain Jail. Something resembling a cone hung from his hand, swaying gently.
His eyes shone scarlet. Clenching what he held in his hand, he gritted his teeth and stated the first rule.
"First, the conditions for your boss."
"Rule one: from this moment on, Chrollo may no longer use his Nen Ability."
"Rule two..."
For some reason, Kurapika suddenly faltered.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Was any of this really doing any good? Chrollo had said he had no value as a hostage, so what was the point of saying all this now?
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