The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Who found this host?

The host's words were bad because they successfully evoked memories in everyone.

Guest 1: Yes, I only met him today. He's a warm-hearted yet shy child.

Guest 2: A good boy who helps people everywhere.

Guest 3: A skilled assassin with pink hair, who appears and disappears without a trace, and whose price for a mission is unknown.

Guest 4: One...

Kusuo Saiki: Stop thinking about it and shut up.

"We're going to blow out the cake candles and give a speech soon, are you nervous, bro? I have 18 speech drafts here, do you want to choose one?" Millet offered his advice enthusiastically from the side.

In this kind of setting, it would be extremely difficult to use mental suggestion in front of all the Nen users to prevent them from noticing that you haven't spoken.

"Dude, are you shy? But how can you not go up and greet people at a birthday party! We're all so envious of this lively birthday party!"

Enough with the nagging. I really envy you guys, why don't you hold one? You triplets can even host a three-person event at once.

These are all people I could see anytime, so why gather them all together all of a sudden? The lively environment combined with telepathy has left Saiki Kusuo a little tired after a whole day like this.

How about we pray that the meteorite falls and hits Kukuroo Mountain, so that everyone can collectively protect humanity from extinction? There are so many good guys here, they'll definitely leave immediately to save the world.

However, no matter how much Saiki Kusuo hoped for an accident to happen, the host still called his name.

"—Now, please welcome the star of our birthday party, Kusuo Saiki Zoldyck, to the stage to give a speech!"

The people below the stage, who had been exchanging pleasantries, fell silent and looked towards the platform. Saiki Kusuo was a thousand times reluctant to go where all eyes were focused.

However, this is one of the conditions required, and he cannot give up at this time.

A series of high platforms were built on a large flat area halfway up the mountain. Below, guests were seated at several tables of different sizes, and all seats, regardless of their angle, were now turned towards the platform.

The Zoldyck family's banquet did not lose its extravagance despite being set up in the wild; the stage was huge, and a rare eight-tiered cake was placed in the center.

The large cake is also quite unique, with a color scheme leaning towards dark tones.

Kusuo Saiki turned around as if sensing something, and saw Kikyo covering his mouth in the corner on the other side of the stage:

That's clever of him. With his X-ray vision, Kusuo Saiki saw inside the cake. The multi-layered cake would definitely collapse if nothing else was placed in the center.

That's right, that's right. I didn't expect you to know so much about cakes, Mom.

That's right. Kusuo Saiki noticed the inconspicuous support inside, but he didn't know what it was. It was black and thin, and there were still cake-structure materials placed next to it to fill the gaps, so it could still be called a cake.

This won't do! Leaving aside the fact that the most important thing about a cake is its soft and fluffy texture... don't put poison in it! Can't we just ignore the lives of our customers?!

"It seems our second young master is a little reserved, no problem. Let young master Saiki Kusuo put what he wants to say into his birthday wish! Young master Kusuo... please close your eyes!"

Kusuo Saiki obediently closed his eyes.

He even made a birthday wish; his most desired wish was about to come true.

However, at the moment the lights went out, some people's thoughts made Kusuo Saiki realize something was amiss.

The host wiped away her tears:

Oh, it's you. Wait, what do you mean by being kicked out of the house?

Kusuo Saiki crossed his arms.

These guys were actually exchanging this kind of rumor information while the lights were off.

Use words like reading.

"Kusuo, you can blow out the candles now." Kiju put his hand on Kusuo Saiki's shoulder.

Saiki Kusuo was slightly surprised by what seemed like genuine concern. In fact, he hadn't expected that Kiju would make a cake especially for him.

Kikyo was born in Meteor City. Saiki Kusuo used to think that Kikyo was someone who valued strength above all else. She ignored Saiki Kusuo just like she ignored Alluka after discovering Alluka's strangeness.

The term of endearment for Kusuo Saiki has always been "Little Kusuo," and there's no more affectionate way to address him; he's hardly ever called that anymore.

But now, the hand on the shoulder seems to be a rare example of a mother's care for her child in Kikyo.

There's a problem; the wheat is in danger.

Kusuo Saiki conjured a gust of wind, which gently swept around the surface of the cake, quietly extinguishing the candles on each layer.

The flames disappeared, and Kusuo Saiki opened his eyes. The stage lights came on again.

A microphone with its height precisely adjusted was always beside him.

He didn't give a speech, but he at least needs to address the rumors and misunderstandings he caused, otherwise it would be bad for the Zoldyck's reputation to be affected by this.

"Well, welcome everyone to my nineteenth birthday party."

Many people in the audience felt a strange sensation after hearing Saiki Kusuo speak.

"In my 19 years as a Zoldyck, I've been taken care of a lot. It seems quite a few people have heard the rumors that the second young master of the Zoldyck family is a good-for-nothing. Indeed, my Nen ability isn't very good." That's simply not true.

"But there are other forces in the world." Such as superpowers.

"This is a birthday party, but as everyone guessed, it's also a farewell party."

Kusuo Saiki let out a soft breath, vowing this was the last lie he would ever tell: "I am leaving, but I will reach a new world and find something more beneficial for me. Although it may be difficult to meet again..."

Kusuo Saiki's eyes fell on Killua. Killua, who had only returned home today, was the only one in his family to have learned of the news so late, and he was already in shock.

"Please believe me, I will not die. That's all. I hope everyone has a lively banquet."

Kusuo Saiki bowed.

He also faces questions from Killua and Gon, among others...

His words brought him relief from Milluki, a bit of understanding from Kalluto, and sullenness from Alluka.

“It’s really hard to leave this matter and be accepted by the children.” Illumi appeared like a ghost and patted Saiki Kusuo on the shoulder.

"Go see everyone you know, Xiaonan. I'm going to cut the cake."

Oh, thank you, brother.

Illumi's next move was to squat down, and at the same time, Hisoka was holding a cake high and slapping it at Illumi.

Illumi, however, was prepared. He slapped two cakes at Hisoka's face and stomach, then nimbly bypassed Hisoka and walked directly to the large cake in the center of the arena.

Kusuo Saiki: Is he going to throw this giant cake at someone? How can Illumi be so lively?!

"Young Master, quickly hide! While you were giving your speech, the cake fight had already quietly started downstairs!" The host pushed Saiki Kusuo down the steps. Despite having only met him a few times, he was exceptionally loyal to Saiki Kusuo.

The host was indignant.

Okay, stop reminding me that nobody's listening to me. Talking is definitely not my style. I was just nervous for nothing.

Kusuo Saiki sensed that the host was inclined to some kind of loyalty to him.

If Kusuo Saiki were Illumi, Milluki, or even Kalmod, he would probably consider recruiting this butler.

Unfortunately, Kusuo Saiki never intended to develop any relationships in this world.

The cake battle was extremely fierce, and even Killua was attacked.

"Hey! Wait a minute, I have something to do..." Killua hadn't recovered from the news that Kusuo Saiki was leaving. He wanted to get around the group of Nen users playing with the cake. He was so agile that no one could stop him.

Just as Killua was about to reach that place, Netero suddenly smacked him on the head with a cake.

Cake was piled all over Killua's head, and Netero's blows weren't light either. Annoyed by Killua's beating, Killua held up a cake in each hand and yelled, "Ah!! I've had enough, you old geezer, come here!"

He's never lost a game of this since he was a kid, and now that he's back from training on Greed Island, so what if he's the Hunter Association president! He'll still film him without hesitation!

"Killua! I'll help you too!" Gon's fighting spirit was also ignited.

Kusuo Saiki stood behind the table, peering through it to see the intense battle raging on the court.

There was hardly anyone behind the table except Alluka, with a huge bear beside her.

He sat on the ground looking somewhat forlorn, like a child locked in a room, resting alone against a big bear.

Kusuo Saiki stepped forward and remained silent with her.

“Brother, he’s not coming back at all… He didn’t make a wish over there with Nika.”

Kusuo Saiki had no choice but to admit it.

"Is the place my brother went to really safe?"

Silence. Kusuo Saiki blinked and realized the person in front of him had changed from Alluka to Nanika.

A dark aura surrounded them, and the whispers of those around them seemed to quiet down a little.

Kusuo Saiki knew it was time to make a wish.

"……it is good."

Breaking through space and time is far more difficult than any wish. Nanika raised her hands, and a huge dark power gathered behind Kusuo Saiki.

The stage that had been set up was destroyed, and when everyone looked towards it, all they could see was a surge of violent, dark energy.

Kusuo Saiki stood at the center of the energy storm, and unlike others, he saw the universe through the eye of the storm.

He saw that familiar blue planet in the universe and located Japan on Earth in just one glance.

He knew, based on what he had seen, that he could now walk directly into the passage and teleport home instantly. As he took a step, his perception of the Hunter x Hunter world blurred instantly; from Alluka's face to the colorful clothing of the people after the stage collapsed, everything became simplified, faded, and reduced to black and white lines…

Some people might ask Alluka what wish they made and what they said to him.

Or perhaps, just like before, no one will actually come looking for or chasing after him.

This is not indifference, but rather an affirmation of his choice.

The most important thing he should do is to carry out his choice.

From the moment Nanika raised her hand to the moment Kusuo Saiki disappeared, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Kusuo Saiki landed with one foot, hovering in space. When he looked back, there was nothing behind him.

Go home. In this vast universe, there is nothing left for him to cherish except his home.

Kusuo Saiki went straight to his front door. The city was familiar, and the telepathic connection between them resonated with the familiar, everyday conversations of ordinary people. The layout of the house, from the entrance hall to the walls, was exactly the same as before, only much older. Kusuo Saiki raised his hand to press the doorbell, but the door snapped open with a crack as he pressed it down.

Kusuo Saiki: ...These aren't the incredibly sturdy doors from the Zoldyck family.

The noise startled people.

"Mom, did you hear a noise at the door?"