HHZ Chapter 10: The Pink Misunderstanding X A Certain Fruit Farmer's Manga Trip
He was dragged back by Sean, completely stunned.
"B-B-Big Brother..." The foolish boy clutched his pocket.
He looked at Sean, trembling, still not understanding what was going on with that giant hand.
He was then lifted upside down by Sean with one hand and shaken hard.
"Clatter~" Snacks scattered all over the floor. Lollipops, chips, nuts, pastries... and one unopened condom!
"Tsk Didn't realize, stinky little brother... you're hiding things deep"
'To be armed with such a weapon at the age of six... no wonder your training is no good later on, and you degenerate into a hard-core fat otaku.'
Sean gave Milluki a meaningful look. His hand loosened, and Milluki yelped, "Ouch~" as he fell flat on his face.
He didn't even care about the pain. The first thing he did was dive for the condom, pick it up, and stuff it down his collar. "Big Brother, you can have all the snacks, just don't take my balloon."
'Balloon?'
Sean smirked. "Where'd you get it?"
Milluki smiled proudly, showing off, "The house has been haunted lately."
"I don't dare to sleep alone, so I go find Mom and Dad."
"Every time, Dad shoves a balloon at me and tells me not to bother them."
"How about it, Big Brother?"
"You don't have one, do you?"
'That, I really don't have...' Sean gave Milluki a thumbs-up. "You're the man!"
'Sean would never have guessed in a million years that this crap was somehow related to him...'
'Considering future developments, if "Alluka" and "Kalluto" aren't born because of this, wouldn't he be a great sinner?'
"It's alright, Big Brother..." Having received Sean's praise, Milluki seemed to forget his earlier fear, his eyes smiling so much they disappeared.
Like he was presenting a treasure, he took the condom out again and handed it to Sean. "How about... I give this one to you, Big Brother. I still have more in my room..."
'Oh, no...' Sean smiled and petted Milluki's pig-like head. "Since Dad gave it to you, you should cherish it."
"When you have time, take it out and blow it... okay~"
With that, Sean oiled the soles of his feet and slipped away.
"Eh? Big Brother, you didn't take your snacks!"
Milluki yelled at Sean's retreating back... Sean's feet shifted, he used "Rhythm Echo," and vanished in an instant.
'What rotten luck... Who knows if those snacks have something... unclean... stuck to them?'
"I, your big brother, am kind-hearted. I'll leave those snacks for you to eat."
"Phew~ You're the one who didn't want them..." Milluki muttered, happily gathering the snacks and following Sean toward the dining room.
Dining Room.
As soon as Sean entered, he saw Illumi feeding Killua.
The super "brother-complex" was already showing signs.
'In the future, he'll even wish to die at Killua's hands... I wonder what magic that stinky white-haired little brother has that makes him so obsessed.'
"Big Brother, hug~" Little Killua was drinking milk and truffle soup. When he saw Sean walk in, he pouted, bypassed Illumi, and opened his chubby little arms to Sean.
"Killua, eat properly." Illumi's face stiffened. He didn't need to look to know who had arrived.
He raised the spoon and forcibly stuffed it into Killua's mouth.
'It's like he's afraid the kid won't choke, and he's just dying for him to...'
"Illumi, slow down." Kikyo couldn't watch anymore and slapped the spoon away.
She, who had come from Meteor City, had finally given birth to a white-haired child. If he was broken, she would go insane.
"Wuwu Second Brother, mean... I don't want Second Brother to feed me"
'Well, the kid's crying.' Sean pulled out a chair and sat down with a flourish, looking at Illumi with a smile. "I was just wondering, there's no vinegar on the table..."
"So where is that sour smell coming from? It turns out someone fell into a vat of vinegar~"
"Sean!" Illumi turned his head, his face expressionless. The throbbing veins on his forehead easily betrayed him.
"Ooh Kowai ne" Sean pretended to be scared and quickly took a sip of truffle soup to calm his nerves.
Then his gaze swept around. He didn't see Silva, so he asked Kikyo curiously, "Where's Dad?"
Kikyo, who was coaxing Killua, glared at Illumi and said, "He went on a mission."
"There have been several homicides in Padokea recently. The police department sent out two squads and still couldn't catch the killer."
"Is that so~" Sean tore off a piece of bread, stuffed it in his mouth, and mumbled, "Is it very troublesome?"
"Not really." Kikyo's electronic eyes flashed. "The killer is 'John Doe of a Hundred Faces'."
"He's quite famous on the Yorbian Continent."
'John Doe of a Hundred Faces?' Hearing Kikyo's casual remark, Sean felt it sounded familiar...
His throat moved, and he swallowed the bread. Only then did he remember... 'Isn't this the circus ringmaster who made Hisoka—'
'Moritonio?'
'Good grief, the fruit farmer hasn't killed him yet... to the point that he's fled all the way to the Padokea Republic...'
Sean was slightly surprised. He didn't know if it was because his appearance had caused a distortion in spacetime or for some other reason.
In any case, judging by the likely outcome... "I'm afraid Dad is going to make this trip for nothing."
"Why do you say that?" Kikyo looked over in surprise. "Are you worried your father can't handle a murderer?"
Sean shrugged. "No~"
"I'm afraid that... before Dad can find this 'Hundred Faces,' he'll already be 'croaked'."
'Heh... "Stitched-together Truth?"'
'Isn't that just "Bungee Gum?"'
'Perverts really do cherish other perverts~' Sean glanced at Illumi.
'The expressionless-faced, stinky little brother probably doesn't even know his 'childhood friend' has also appeared.'
Padokea Republic, the Capital.
Nine o'clock at night.
Just before a comic book shop was about to close, it received its last customer.
It was a young man with a head of fiery red, flowing long hair.
He was wearing a pair of red high-heeled shoes, and his face was painted with clown makeup, as if he had just come from a circus performance... and hadn't had time to remove it.
He couldn't wait to get here, pick up Pot Shadow Ninja, and start flipping through it.
"Yo~ Young man, good taste." The bookstore owner heard the noise, popped his head up from the counter, and said with a smile, "This is the latest issue. It's selling very well."
"If you're planning to buy, I'll give you a 20% discount."
"Consider it the last discount before closing."
"Oh-hohoho~ Do you talk a lot?" The young man turned his head, and a strange, unreadable laugh shot from his narrow eyes.
The owner instantly froze, as if his neck had been grabbed.
Fortunately, the young man's companion, a girl with a ponytail who seemed more sensible, followed him in and bowed to the counter. "Sumimasen~ Hisoka didn't mean that, please don't take it to heart."
"Heh~" The owner rubbed his bald head. Seeing the girl's sincere attitude, he shot the young man a cold look and sat back down.
Apache quietly sighed in relief. She was carrying fresh apples just bought from the market. She took a few steps to the young man's side. "Hisoka, I just bought apples. Do you want one?"
"Oh-hohoho~ Apples?"
'Of course...' "They're my favorite..."
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