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Neon cried her heart out.
For a moment, except for the two maids who knew their young miss well, everyone else couldn't help but wonder... what exactly had Yuu done to her?
But Yuu wore an expression that said, "I don't know," "Don't ask me," and "She asked for it."
Ignoring the crying Neon at the door and the onlookers, he turned around, returned to his room, and slammed the door shut with a "bang," immediately locking it from the inside.
The sound of the lock turning was exceptionally crisp.
It even seemed to drown out Neon's crying for a split second.
With that, Neon cried even harder.
...
"This little girl is more difficult to deal with than I thought..."
Yuu sighed, treating this as a test of his will. He stopped thinking about it, sat down by the floor-to-ceiling window, and began reading a book about the Kakin Empire.
He didn't know much about the princes of the Kakin Empire, but the Fourth Prince, Tserriednich, had left a deep impression on him.
The reason, naturally, was his incredibly cruel personality and the heaven-defying talent in Nen he would later display...
A short while later.
Listening to the crying gradually fading away outside, Yuu realized that Neon had probably been taken back to her room by the two maids, finally giving him a moment of peace.
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The next morning.
Everyone gathered in the dining room for breakfast.
Yuu seemed perfectly normal, sitting in the corner with a calm face, as if Neon's tantrum last night hadn't affected him much.
But looking at Neon sitting in the center...
Her tired expression still held lingering grievances and disappointment.
There were faint dark circles under her lowered eyelids, and even the tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes were red... clearly, she had cried all night and hadn't slept a wink.
No one spoke.
No one even dared to bring up the farce from last night, fearing it would trigger another outburst from the young miss.
Soon, Yuu finished his breakfast quickly as usual, cleared his cutlery and plate to the sink, and then walked towards the exit of the dining room.
Everyone thought he would go straight back to his room as usual.
However, after hesitating, Yuu chose to turn around, walk to the seat opposite Neon, pull out a chair, and sit down sideways.
After a brief silence, he spoke slowly: "If you want to see my eyes, I can agree."
"But, there are two conditions."
Hearing this, Neon silently raised her head, her eyes widening slightly, a look of expectation in her gaze as she looked at Yuu.
"First condition: from now on, when I'm eating, I allow you to sit opposite me. During this time, you can stare at me all you want... but at other times, do not disturb me."
Yuu stared at Neon, clearly confirming her reaction. Fortunately, he soon saw her nod her head, indicating agreement.
He continued: "Second condition."
"From this moment on, no matter when, as long as you hear me say 'shh—', you must immediately be quiet and stop making a scene in front of me."
"If you can't comply with these two conditions, or have any objections, don't even think about seeing me again."
"Just like this..."
As soon as his voice fell, Yuu's figure flickered and vanished from the seat.
After a dozen seconds, he reappeared in the seat, continuing his previous sentence, asking:
"Do you understand now?"
"Understood..."
Neon nodded, pouting gloomily:
"I agree..."
"Also, eat your breakfast first. I'll leave after you finish."
With that, Yuu tilted his head, resting it on his hand, revealing a rare lazy demeanor.
"Can I eat slowly?" Neon asked curiously.
"You have half an hour to finish..."
Neon wanted to say something more, but saw Yuu raise his hand and place his index finger in front of his mouth, making a long "shh" sound.
Recalling their agreement, she quickly covered her mouth, then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, eating while observing the pair of azure eyes in front of her.
...
Days like this continued for a while.
Neon was indeed much more sensible than before, or at least quieter in front of Yuu.
Valtz, Kurito, and the others, having stayed in the family for a long time, found it hard to understand why the young miss reacted this way.
Coupled with the teleportation ability Yuu occasionally displayed, they seemed increasingly certain of his strength.
Yuu didn't care much about how others saw him or how they felt; he just felt that his days were much more peaceful after that.
That was enough.
Now, not only did others feel this way... even Neon herself noticed that her personality had been somewhat influenced by Yuu, becoming a little calmer.
Of course, she just forcibly held back what she wanted to say until she was with her maids.
But gradually... Neon discovered that whenever she held back for a day and sought out her maids to vent, everything she said was about that white-haired guy.
...
In the blink of an eye.
The airship had arrived at the airport in the capital of the Kakin Empire.
It was just a few days before the exhibition began.
After landing, Valtz, who had never spoken to him before, handed two pure gold cards to Yuu, explaining simply that these were the tickets for the upcoming exhibition.
He also handed Neon's ticket to him for safekeeping in advance.
Neither of them were talkative types.
Plus, after days of traveling, they had some understanding of each other.
Valtz had witnessed some of Yuu's abilities, such as teleportation, so he had little objection to his strength. He simply gave instructions on precautions for the security work and said no more.
Then, since it was evening, the group drove to the booked hotel.
...
Meanwhile.
In an abandoned building in the Kakin Empire.
The gathered members of the Phantom Troupe couldn't help but complain about the new member who was long overdue.
Although the Leader didn't say much, Phinks couldn't help but ask Machi:
"Hey, Machi, are you sure that guy named Hisoka is coming tonight?"
"Don't know." Machi looked cold. "I only ensured the gathering message was notified to him."
Nobunaga didn't care, leaning against the wall and lamenting: "Speaking of which, how long has it been since we gathered so completely? Must be a few years..."
"No, Omokage is missing this year. Member #4 has become that guy named Hisoka," Feitan said in a low voice.
His words made the atmosphere suddenly somber.
Although Omokage joined the Troupe later and had impure motives, and his relationship with the members naturally couldn't compare to that of Nobunaga, Feitan, and Chrollo, who had known each other since childhood.
But no matter what, being in the Troupe, as partners, they ultimately had to trust each other and build bonds. So even if a guy like Omokage died, they couldn't help but sigh.
"Anyway, the killer has been dealt with, so the matter is closed," Pakunoda said flatly.
Hearing this, Shalnark couldn't help but speak up: "No, it's not over yet."
"I firmly believe that those two guys definitely didn't have the strength to kill Omokage."
"So... the guy who killed Omokage must be someone else."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Uvogin beside him and complained: "You should have waited until Pakunoda was present, asked for information, and then killed them."
"What does it matter..."
Uvogin grinned, then looked fierce, clenching his fist, and said:
"Anyway, no matter who the opponent is, no matter how many people come, I have the confidence to crush them all!"
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh that Uvogin's temper was always consistent, but they also trusted his strength immensely.
After all, although Uvogin wasn't very bright when thinking about problems in most cases, he could always show excellent combat thinking in actual combat.
It could be said that Uvogin was a killing machine born for battle from head to toe.
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