Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 131 A Client
In the room of the Zoldyck mansion.

A tall figure came from the darkness to the backlight.

The figure is Kurt's mother, Kijo, wearing a palace-style dress embellished with a large number of intricate and gorgeous lace ribbons. The slim waistline and the specially supported bell skirt create a strong three-dimensional curve.

Ji Qiu was wearing a device similar to VR glasses that covered most of his face. In the center of the display screen was a red electronic eye.

At this time, the edge of the electronic eye showed a wave-like curve, staring at Kurt who suddenly hung up the phone, waiting for an answer.

Kurt lowered his head, not daring to look at Ji Qiu, but he had already hung up the phone, so he could answer without any burden: "It's a client."

"..."

Ji Qiu was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Without saying anything, she walked to the clothes rack and hung up the dark purple Gothic-style dress in her hand.

She came here suddenly because she wanted to take this specially tailor-made dress and let her beloved "daughter" try it on to see how it looks.

But I didn't expect to run into Kurt talking on the phone with "a client".

This was also the first time she saw a smile on Kurt's face that shouldn't have appeared.

That's right,

It just shouldn't be.

Her children can smile when they play at home, be happy when they get toys, and feel happy physically and mentally when they eat delicious meals at home.

But you shouldn't show that kind of genuine smile when talking to a client.

To be more precise, it is not that it should not be done, but that it is unreasonable.

After hanging up the Gothic dress, Ji Qiu slowly turned around. The tremor on the edge of his electronic eyes had disappeared, returning to calm.

"Kurt, I'll say it again."

Ji Qiu stared at Kurt, walked slowly, and said word by word: "Speak clearly."

"It's really just..."

Kurt lowered his head, and suddenly saw a shadow slowly covering him from the front, and he could no longer say the rest of the words.

You can't lie to your mother.

Kurt followed this rule, but he seemed to have lost his strength, and his voice became very low: "Moro, I'm talking to Moro."

The shadow slowly rose from the ground, along the soles of his feet and knees, and then onto his body and face.

Kijo comes in front of Kurt.

The patriarchal sense of majesty that naturally emanated came with a shadow.

But the next second, the heavy aura disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Instead, there was boiling love.

"Well~~This is my lovely little Kurt~"

Ji Qiu half squatted down, held Kurt in his arms, and while resting his little jaw against Kurt's little head, he happily said lovingly: "So you must never lie to your mother, understand?"

"Ah."

Kurt felt the heavy love from his mother and replied obediently.

"Mom, that dress."

Kurt reached out his hand, passed through Kijo's arms, and pointed to the Gothic dress on the hanger.

Hearing this, Ji Qiu loosened his arms, stood up, and smiled with his red lips: "Do you like it?"

"Well, I like anything my mom gives me. Mom, can I wear it now?"

Kurt tilted his head slightly, with a questioning look on his face.

Ji Qiu said happily: "Of course, but..."

As she spoke, she looked towards the open door and changed the subject, "Not now."

"Mother."

Kurt's eyes flashed with anxiety, but he pretended to be calm and said, "But I want to wear it now, I want..."

Ji Qiu stretched out his right hand and gently stroked Kurt's little head, interrupting Kurt's words.

"Kurt, you should have noticed my arrival immediately, but you didn't."

Kijo looked down into Kurt's eyes and could see a hint of anxiety in them.

The killer must always remain calm and not be swayed by emotions.

This is not only to increase the success rate of assassination missions, but also to serve as a barrier to protect oneself.

So, how can we feel anxious because of a trivial matter?
A surge of anger rose in Ji Qiu's heart.

This anger was not directed at Kurt. She did not show it, but gently stroked the little head of Kurt, who was always considerate and obedient, and said calmly: "It's okay, you are just affected by some unnecessary 'emotions'."

"No, it's obviously because mom's 'jue' is too powerful."

Kurt was so nervous that his whole body tensed up.

Ji Qiu didn't say anything, but smoothed Kurt's hair.

"Moro, right? I heard Zibonian mention him. Let's go and meet your client."

"..."

Kurt clutched his sleeve tightly, feeling anxious, but also annoyed that he did not give Moreau a hint before he hung up the phone in a hurry.

He believed that Moreau would understand even the most obscure hints.

But he didn't give any hint.

Kurt, who was anxious and annoyed, did not expect that——

In fact, even if he didn't give any hints, Moreau would have understood the situation in an instant.

Tell me why.

Of course, as a time traveler, Moro didn't know as little about the Zoldyck family as Kurt thought.

Perhaps, at a micro level, he doesn't understand the Zoldyck family as well as Kurt.

But in a macro sense, he definitely understands the Zoldyck family better than Kurt.

In front of the trial gate.

"Why don't you just run away? It's better to have less trouble than more."

Morrow put his phone away.

Before the call was hung up just now, he could roughly foresee what was happening on Kurt's side.

I had originally thought of using the "Method of Delegation" to help Kurt gain the freedom to go out, and then just accompany Kurt to stroll around the town at the foot of the mountain.

When the game is almost over, I will ask Kurt to borrow the weight-bearing equipment made of special alloy from the Zoldyck family.

I never thought that I would be seen by Ji Qiu.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Moro sighed softly, turned around and walked back towards the mountain path he came from.

But after walking for a distance, he suddenly stopped.

He thought of Kurt's sudden silence before the call was hung up, when he was unwilling to say "I'm the client".

Actually, I would rather answer "friends".

However, this kind of answer option that comes from the heart is the one that should not appear in that place.

So when faced with this dilemma, all I can do is remain silent, just like I am silent most of the time.

"never mind."

Standing still, Moro shook his head slightly.

In the security booth, Jie Bujie was still in doubt and just watched the young man turn around and walk back.

A long time passed.

The trial gate suddenly moved.

With a slightly deafening rumbling sound, the door at the bottom was pushed open from both sides by two Zoldyck butlers in black uniforms.

Moro recognized one of the butlers at a glance. He should be Wutong who died tragically at the hands of Hisoka in the original work.

In the middle of the open door of trial.

Kurt and Kijo stood side by side.

Moro looked over and said:
"Just now, the weather forecast said it might rain, and I suddenly remembered that I hadn't put away my clothes yet. I was thinking of running back to put them away, but then I thought it was not easy to come here, so I decided to stay."

As he spoke, Morrow's eyes stopped at Kurt and he smiled and said, "Zoldyck's killer, may I ask if the commission we just discussed still counts?"

"..."

The place was quiet.

Several eyes were focused on Morrow.

Moreau looked calm, making it clear that he was just "a client".

And Kurt understood Moreau's nonsense, and unconsciously grabbed a corner of his kimono, trying his best to hide his worry.

(End of this chapter)