Hunter x Hunter: The Strongest Zoldyck

Late at night, on the first deck of the Ogilvy.

"I said... could you put me down?"

Under the pitch-black night sky, on a mast adorned with a blue and white national flag, a red-haired boy, bound tightly, pleads desperately with a white-haired figure not far away.

"Why come down? The view from up there is so much better."

"With wind, sea, and starry sky, don't you think it's beautiful?"

In the dim moonlight, Roy slowly turned around and gave a mischievous smile.

"Ah... Achoo!"

A loud sneeze followed, and thick liquid filled the red-haired boy's nasal cavity, about to drip down.

"Big brother, I beg you, please put me down, it's so cold up here."

"I'll die if I stay hanging here for another two days, so please help me and put me down."

"I promise! As long as you put me down, you'll be my older brother from now on."

"If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west!"

The red-haired boy raised an eyebrow and solemnly promised.

Upon hearing the red-haired boy's words, Roy's eyes narrowed, and he began to scrutinize him from head to toe like a scanner.

He's not very old, and his personality isn't bad.

He's quite handsome.

He's quite strong, and most importantly, he has red hair.

If I take him on as my underling, my gray hair won't be so noticeable anymore.

Hmm... this doesn't seem so bad.

Roy crossed his arms over his chest, propped his right forearm up, rested his chin on his right hand, and nodded slightly.

He looked as if he were looking at a satisfactory piece of goods.

"Okay! You've passed."

After a few seconds, Roy announced to the red-haired boy.

Slurp! ...

"Qualified? What do you mean qualified...."

The red-haired boy on the mast sniffed and asked in surprise.

"You've passed the test to be my little brother."

Roy smiled and slowly began to walk towards the red-haired boy.

Qualified? Junior?

As Roy approached, the red-haired boy was overcome with sorrow.

He is the pride of his tribe, destined to become a hunter.

Now I'm begging to be someone's underling, and I almost got eliminated.

What bad luck!

He let out a long sigh in his heart.

But he couldn't blame anyone but himself; he was simply too weak and was captured by Captain Frank of the Ogley.

If the boat hadn't already traveled some distance, making it inconvenient to throw him overboard, he probably would have been caught the moment he was caught.

The captain of the Ogley then threw him overboard.

It's one thing to humiliate the sea chefs, but to not even buy tickets!

Does he think the Ogilvy is a free cruise ship?!

"Hang him on the mast! Don't let him down until he's sunburned to the bone."

These were the last words the red-haired boy heard.

Then he was knocked unconscious, and when he woke up he was tied to the mast.

Fortunately, the weather was overcast during the day, with no sun, otherwise...

He's probably really gotten a lot out of him now.

Damn it, this is bullying!

Looking at Roy, who was untying him, the red-haired boy couldn't help but feel a little indignant.

Why... can this white-haired brat get away with it?

Wasn't he also resented by that lousy chef?

"Hey... little brother, you seem a bit defiant in your eyes?"

Roy suddenly stopped untying his hands.

"Don't you feel it's a bit unfair? Why are you hanging here while I'm leisurely strolling around outside?"

"No...no..."

The red-haired boy turned his head away to hide his embarrassment and answered in a low voice.

"Don't try to hide it, I understand, but have you thought about this...?"

"You're hanging here not because you played a trick on the cook..."

"It's not because you didn't buy a ticket..."

"Why is that?"

The red-haired boy asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's purely...because of you..."

"No ability!!!"

Swish!

As he spoke, Roy moved his hand and completely untied the ropes binding the red-haired boy.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the red-haired boy fell to the ground.

"Ouch...it hurts!"

"pain!"

The boy screamed in pain. After being tied up for a day, his body was numb and stiff. He didn't react for a moment, lost his balance, and fell.

"See? You've only been tied up for a short while, and your body is already so stiff, numb, and unresponsive..."

"You are really too... weak."

clatter.....

Roy landed gently next to the red-haired boy, crouched down halfway, and looked at him with some disdain.

"White-haired brat, what do you know?"

"Go hang yourself for a day and see... I'll see if you still say that."

The red-haired boy raised half his head, arguing with a flushed face and a thick neck.

Thump! .....

"Wow!......"

The red-haired boy's face suddenly turned ashen, and he spat out mouthfuls of yellow bile, his expression one of extreme pain.

"You forgot what you just said..."

Retracting his right fist that had struck the red-haired boy in the abdomen, Roy coldly questioned him.

"Hiss... hiss..."

The red-haired boy was panting heavily, and after a while, he finally recovered and whispered:

"Sorry, brother, I got a little carried away."

"It's good that you know you were wrong..."

Roy patted the red-haired boy on the shoulder with an air of maturity.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"Fika, my name is Fika!"

The red-haired boy replied in a low voice.

"Fica... what a nice name. My name is Roy..."

"Nice to meet you."

Roy gently helped the red-haired boy up with both hands, looking at him with great tenderness.

While watching, she helped him tidy his clothes.

From now on, he'll be my little brother, so I can't scare him.

I have to act like the eldest brother.

Hehe... I actually have underlings now. This is the treatment of a mafia boss.

Roy looked at the red-haired boy more closely, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Huh? What's wrong, brother?

Why does your smile look so strange?

The red-haired boy glanced back at the grinning Roy, somewhat puzzled.

But this time, he did not harbor any disrespectful thoughts.

It seems that Roy's education was quite successful.

Perhaps he sensed the red-haired boy's gaze, or perhaps he came to his senses on his own.

"Um... Fica, let's head back first, it's getting late."

Meeting Fica's strange gaze, Roy quickly said...

"Okay, big brother."

Fica, unsuspecting, answered softly.

Then the two started walking back, as for where they were going...

Why don't we just listen to our older brother?

With an older brother like me, why should I worry about anything?

So what if there are no tickets? Big brother will take care of it.

Looking at the white-haired figure leading the way, the red-haired boy quickly got into character.

Roy, however, was starting to panic.

He didn't know where to go, and he didn't buy a ticket.

We can't exactly go into the hallway.

That would make me look incompetent.

His eyes began to dart around, and his brain raced.

Big Brother's first attempt at showing off can't fail.

What can be done...? What can be done...?

Stop being so dense and think faster.

Roy kept urging his brain to work.

Or should we just find any room and squeeze in?

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Or is it... a supplementary ticket?

But... it seems... I don't have any money...

Roy gave a wry smile where Fica couldn't see him.

It seems like he's about to make a fool of himself, even though it's his first time being the eldest brother.

Just as Roy was ready to swallow his pride and ask his underling to pay for the ticket,

A high-pitched scream saved him.

"Dead! Dead! The captain and crew are all dead!"

"They're all dead!"

"They're all dead!"

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