Hisoka extended a long finger and pinched the apple's stem.
He took a gentle bite, swallowing the pulp and lip balm on his lips together, revealing an expression of enjoyment.
Apache, long accustomed to this, glanced at the manga in his hand and let out a soft "Huh?": "Eh, you read Pot Shadow Ninja too"
"Hey Let me see if Sakura confessed to Sasuke."
'A girl's focus is really different.' Hisoka shot her a glance and let out a sneer. "Boring."
"Huh? What's boring about it?" Apache puffed up her cheeks, unconvinced. "Don't you think this kind of bond between a man and a woman is beautiful?"
"Naruto has a crush on Sakura, and Sakura has a crush on Sasuke. Mr. Hon'an is great at drawing love triangles, okay?"
"Hon'an?" The corners of Hisoka's mouth stretched into a deep V-shape as he licked his lips. "I'd really like to meet him."
'Sharingan, Byakugan, chakra, ninjutsu... The guy who could come up with these things must be worth a fight, right?'
'Seriously... I'm really looking forward to it Oh-ho-ho-ho...'
John Doe the "Man of a Hundred Faces" was dead.
A week later, Sean saw Silva in the manor.
According to Kikyo, Moritonio's death had been gruesome.
He was slapped directly into a meat patty by Silva.
It was just as Sean had expected, although it wasn't the "fruit farmer" who did it.
'Come to think of it, Hisoka is about the same age as me right now. That circus troupe leader was, at worst, a contestant who took the Hunter Exam in the same batch as Ging. He's not someone the current Hisoka can handle.'
'Besides, his Nen ability is quite troublesome...'
Relying on "Patched-Up Reality" to change his appearance and evade pursuit... It was understandable that the Metropolitan Police Department had a hard time making progress.
Early in the morning, sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling onto Sean's face.
The young man rose early, stretched, and washed up simply, preparing to start a new day of training.
Today was different from usual. Sean decided to verify his previous hypothesis—
To combine the "Expanded Body" with "Nin-Taijutsu," add "Purity of Heart," and perform "handstand walking."
"All you know how to do is train all day. Have you forgotten that your main job is a manga artist?"
A certain old man, rocking in his chair, caught sight of Sean heading out and suddenly snapped at him, extremely dissatisfied.
'This is too much! The brat has either been training or on his way to train recently. He's left an old man like me all alone to guard an empty room. Is there any filial piety left? Is there any justice?'
'Justice?' Sean glanced at the H-manga in the old man's hand. "If you masturbate a few more times, you won't be so lonely."
'This shameless old geezer, reading porn in my room first thing in the morning. Does he really think I'm blind'
"Hey?" Maha defiantly held up the Sister-in-law, Love Me One More Time in his hand. "You're allowed to draw Make-Out Paradise, but an old man isn't allowed to look for a little fun?"
"It's not that I'm scolding you, Sean, but you're so secretive even when drawing Make-Out Paradise. Are you really doing right by your readers?"
"To become a qualified manga artist, you must clearly understand your readers' G-spots."
Maha spoke with deep earnestness... Sean's face darkened.
He stuck out a foot and kicked the old man, chair and all, flying out!
"Go find your sister-in-law!"
'G-spot? Eat my "Expansion Jutsu" foot first!'
The enlarged right foot even kicked the door off its hinges. Maha, still in mid-air, widened his eyes... only to see—
Sean, who was about 1.7 meters tall, seemed to have drunk a giant's potion, instantly swelling into a ten-meter-tall giant!
His body was wrapped in milky-white Nen. With a flare of his nostrils, he exhaled two streams of air. His entire aura changed in an instant!
"Yo-ho-ho-ho... Is this your Nen ability, Sean?"
'An Expansion-type Nen ability. Is it Enhancement or Transmutation?'
Maha's eyes flickered. Without any perceptible movement, the man who was clearly on the horizon a moment ago flew back in an instant, circling the expanded Sean and clicking his tongue in wonder.
"Your physical body is stronger, and your power has increased... It's just that this size, this change is too big. You'll easily become a target for enemies to focus fire on..."
'Experience really does come with age.'
The old man only took a few glances and already spotted the flaw of the "Expansion Jutsu." The truth was just as he said: in Naruto, Kishimoto's positioning for Choji was as a human punching bag.
The few famous scenes he contributed were all of him getting beaten up.
'But... sometimes, being big isn't necessarily a bad thing...'
"In any case, I'm better off than you, Grandpa, who can't even get it up." Sean looked down on Maha. The old man looked as if a sore spot had been poked, and his whole demeanor soured.
He looked down at his own withered body, from which he couldn't squeeze out a single drop, then looked up at the "expanded" little Sean. He was exasperated...
"It looks impressive but isn't practical. What's the deal making it that big? Are you planning to stab an elephant?"
'Haven't you heard? The best things come in small packages.'
'Yes... yes... you're right about everything.' Sean winked at Maha. "Sister-in-law will definitely be very satisfied when she sees your little thin needle."
"You brat... take this!" Maha was so angry he laughed, pretending to roll up his sleeves.
Sean burst out laughing. "You want to fight?"
"Then don't blame me for going on hiatus next week!"
"You..." Several veins popped on the old man's bald forehead. He dejectedly lowered his hand and scolded, "Get lost!"
Sean executed a beautiful handstand and laughed even more wildly. "My dear grandfather, I'm definitely not laughing at you, haha Absolutely not..."
"Rumble"
The giant charged, and the very earth trembled!
In an instant, Sean disappeared into the forest, startling a flock of birds into flight.
Maha watched him go, shaking his head with a smile. After a moment, he suddenly said, "See that, Zeno? That's the next wave of our family."
"Grandfather... It was my negligence." As the old man's voice fell, a head of silver hair fluttered.
Zeno walked out from behind a large tree, his expression complicated as he gazed at Sean's fading figure. The phrase "One kill a day, active for life" branded on his chest was exceptionally glaring.
A month had passed, and he finally understood what Maha's cryptic words had meant.
'So, the root of it was here.' He had been so focused on Killua that he had neglected Sean, the eldest son of the Zoldyck family.
Therefore... to make it up to Sean, Zeno sighed and held out his hand to Maha. "Grandfather, isn't it time you returned Sister-in-law, Love Me One More Time to me?"
"You've 'borrowed' it for ten days already. It should be worn out from flipping through it by now."
Maha's breath hitched. He leaped up and gave Zeno a big slap. "What nonsense are you spouting, you brat!"
"Was I 'borrowing' it? I took it openly and honorably!"
"Besides..." The old man glanced at Zeno's lower body and pouted. "With that little needle of yours, are you even worthy of Sister-in-law?"
"Don't bring humiliation upon yourself."
Zeno: "..."
'What the hell do you mean, "little"?'
'Hey Old man, you better make yourself clear...'
'Clear my ass!'
"Get lost!"
Maha raised a foot... Zeno shot through the sky at a speed twice as fast as Sean's charge, disappearing from Maha's sight.
"Hmph!"
"Trying to reason with me? Do you think you're Sean?"
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