Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

During this month, he would occasionally venture out of the mountains and return to the tavern.

He gradually became acquainted with the other locals, and he planned to leave early the next morning.

Some friends who heard the news came over specifically to join in the fun... and today, the entire event was paid for by Oboro.

Oboro also thought that the people here were...quite interesting.

They are all very simple and honest, and they love their hometown very much.

"Thank you for taking care of Xiao Jie during this time."

Behind the bar, Mitsu suddenly bent down to Oboro.

“I should be thanking you…” Long smiled slightly.

Although he paid for it, Mitsu kept having Gon bring him lunch during this time.

Moreover, I just washed his suit today... and it was very clean.

"Xiao Jie, this child, has never had his parents by his side since he was little... he..."

Mitt hesitated, then said, "I rarely see him become dependent on anyone..."

"It's not dependence, you're overthinking it... Xiao Jie is different from other kids; he's actually quite mature... The reason he likes to cling to me is because I can bring him interesting things and satisfy his curiosity... He has a strong thirst for knowledge, and once you start, it's hard to stop him... That's just the nature of a child his age. Hmm... Our relationship is more like that of friends..."

Seeing her expression, Long held up a finger and emphasized.

Upon hearing this, Mitt's eyes showed a hint of sadness.

"I have some personal advice, would you like to hear it?"

Mitt looked over but did not respond immediately.

“You can’t hold onto him… I understand how you feel… Actually, sometimes letting go is a choice, and you’ll be able to live a more relaxed life! Maybe the future will bring you surprises… You are very important to him… just like a mother. So, before letting go, try to cherish this time of his growth… It will be a beautiful memory.”

"He and Ging Freecss are the same kind of people... The difference is that Ging is a scoundrel, but Gon is not."

Upon hearing the name Kim Freecss, Mitt's expression instantly changed.

"You...as expected..."

"I don't know Jin, and I'm not a hunter right now... no."

Don't misunderstand, I just found out a few things. And don't worry, this is his home. No matter how high or far he flies, he'll always come back…

Long saw through her thoughts and smiled gently.

"Thank you."

Mitt ultimately only uttered two words.

It seems that... Long's advice didn't have much effect on her.

She won custody of Xiao Jie through legal means…

Moreover, after Jin left, he lost several family members and never returned...

Perhaps in Mitt's eyes, Kim was not only not a good father, but also not a good family member.

Seeing that Mito's eyes were a little teary and that he was suppressing his emotions, Oboro didn't disturb him any further and turned to chat with the other drinkers... Xiao Jie didn't go downstairs, but instead hid in his room to practice his breathing technique... Oboro discovered that once this kid started to delve into something, he could quickly immerse himself in it.

This is an extremely important trait.

As for breathing techniques… Gon is only exploring the most basic still breathing. It might bring him some changes, but a complete transformation is impossible. After all, the power system of the Hunter world is what it is.

The so-called internal energy regulation through breathing exercises, unless practiced to an extremely deep level, will inevitably have limited benefits. The effect that Long could foresee was that it would allow Xiao Jie to get started more easily when he came into contact with 'Nian' in the future.

He had originally planned to leave long ago, as there was no point in staying any longer. The reason he had dragged it out until now was not because of Xiao Jie... but because he happened to be practicing breathing techniques, and the mountain forest environment on Whale Island was relatively quiet, making it a suitable temporary training ground.

……

The weather was nice early the next morning.

Long draped his suit jacket over his shoulders and walked away into the sunlight, waving goodbye to the Mitt family.

Xiao Jie kept waving his arms, showing no regret for Long's departure... Everyone understood that someone like Long could not possibly stay in such a small place.

Whale Island does not belong to him.

"Mr. Long, you must come back!"

Xiao Jie's loud voice came from behind.

Long didn't turn around, but simply made a gesture as a response.

Unless there are special circumstances, he doesn't want to come again.

This is the same principle as enjoying delicious food. Before eating it, you always imagine what it will taste like, but after eating it... it's just so-so.

The same applies to tourism.

The interest in places you've visited will be greatly diminished.

He looks at this island now...without any filter...

Long planned to arrive at the pier before noon to board a passenger ship and head to his next destination.

Drop drop…

Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He had previously told his butler, David, that there was nothing to worry about and he shouldn't bother himself; he was just out for a walk to clear his head…

"Hey."

Oboro called out lazily.

Hello, my friend…

On the other end of the phone, a sound that had almost been forgotten suddenly rang out, and a face instinctively flashed through his mind.

His carefree expression vanished instantly, and he stopped in his tracks.

Hisoka!

"I heard you're traveling... This isn't like the you I know... Or perhaps, you've reached a point where you no longer need to train as hard as you used to?" Hisoka seemed to be teasing, yet also...

Testing... with a sinister tone.

"Has your sense of crisis... subsided?"

Hisoka couldn't possibly know his contact information...

This number belongs to David, which means that Hisoka himself is currently at the Fels family's residence!

"No, I should now call you the Tenth Elder... the behind-the-scenes controller of the Phils family."

Long clicked his tongue. "You really are persistent... It must have been hard for you to find me!"

“I had no choice… I gave you my number, but you didn’t seem to want to contact me… As a friend, I’m very sad… This is the only way I can do it!” Hisoka chuckled. “You’ve been making quite a stir lately… I did some inquiries, otherwise, I wouldn’t have made this call.”

“You didn’t do anything too outrageous, did you… I spent a year in the yakuza, and now I have a terrible temper… Believe me, you don’t want to experience that…” Oboro continued walking.

He knows Hisoka very well!

This guy…

"I'm very careful; these are all your people... I won't do anything to ruin our friendship..."

Inside the palace, Hisoka sat on a sofa with his legs crossed.

He held the phone to his ear with one hand, a big ace was tucked between his other hand, and he covered his mouth with a smile.

In front of him was a conference table riddled with holes and already broken.

The room's floor and walls were riddled with bullet holes, clearly indicating that a fierce firefight had just taken place.

The surrounding area was littered with the dismembered bodies of Mafia members, along with scattered firearms...

The scene was extremely bloody.

Phyllis and David are still alive...

The woman appeared unharmed, but the butler had some cuts on his body, though they were all superficial wounds.

“Your defenses here are too tight; not just anyone can get in… So, in order to see you, I have to resort to some underhanded tactics. You don’t mind, do you?” Hisoka changed the subject.

Small tricks…

He squinted.

Are you angry?...

"Don't worry, I've kept that woman and the housekeeper..."

On the other side, Hisoka seemed to sense something and chuckled softly.

"I suddenly feel like killing you."

Oboro's voice was devoid of warmth.

“Have you forgotten what Moritoño said? A good performance requires thorough preparation… a stage that belongs only to you and me. Now… it’s far too early for us to perform… although I’m incredibly looking forward to it too!” Hisoka’s tone was somewhat fervent, and Oboro could tell he was suppressing…

Just like when we parted ways, and he attacked me at the hotel.

“I don’t want you to misunderstand... it’s just that your men are very unfriendly to me.”

"I left it to the housekeeper... I was in a pretty good mood, but hearing your voice suddenly dampened my spirits..."

"you are not happy?"

"What do you think?"

"..."

"Even if you get my number, don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary."

After saying that, the communication was cut off with a snap.

Hisoka was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, he was happy with this familiar way of communicating and feeling.

"You heard it too... Tell those people who came outside to disperse..."

Hisoka shook his phone at David, "I told you... I've known your family head for a long time, we're good friends..."

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