The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Kuroro turned to Feitan and Phinks and asked, "Feitan, Phinks, what do you guys think?"

“Huh? I don’t feel anything, it’s the same as before,” Finks said.

“It feels a bit like I’m burdened with a vow,” Feitan said.

I also felt a heavy weight pressing down on me. Kusuo Saiki rubbed his shoulders. Suddenly bearing the weight of so many people's human rights was incredibly stressful.

Uvogin, who was behind him, scratched his chest and said, "Commander, my chest is itchy too. It's a very familiar feeling. There's no mistake, we must have been bound by some kind of oath."

Kusuo Saiki: So Uvogin was on my side.

Kuroro: "Okay, as expected."

"Commander, how do you feel?" Feitan asked.

"Hmm, I don't know yet."

"do not know?"

"Yes, our lord is Hisoka, and he hasn't even started yet."

Feitan: "...Huh?"

Yes, the spider was cut in half.

Soon, the loudspeakers in the stadium sounded again.

"Lord Hisoka is using the Lord's Chess, betting the personal rights, property rights, fighting rights, reading rights, sexual relations rights, clothing rights, and personal freedom of the members within his territory. If the siege fails, the members of Lord Saiki Kusuo's side will have the right to use these rights!"

After the announcement, a long silence fell over the room.

"Hmm~ Let's fight hard for our rights~"

Hisoka, a flexible and adaptable love, stood atop Sanmao's head and made the above remarks.

Kusuo Saiki decides that if Sanmao gets rotten eggs thrown at him, he will use his superpowers to send the rotten eggs to Hisoka's face.

At least now, too many people hate Hisoka and therefore dislike Sanmao.

Hisoka seemed to enjoy the attention and ignored the insults, asking with his hands on his hips, "Can anyone tell me which one Saiki Kusuo is?"

Kusuo Saiki: I'll get away right now. And hurry up and get off Sanmao's head! What's going on? Why would Sanmao allow an outsider to stand on his head?

Sanmao was confronting those who had suddenly become hostile towards him, oblivious to everything that was happening:

Sanmao moved its paws and made a threatening growling sound in its throat.

Kusuo Saiki: Are you going to slap Hisoka down? Go for it, Sanmao, I'm rooting for you.

Hisoka smiled and simply uttered two words: "Sit down."

Sanmao sat down.

Kusuo Saiki: ?

Loudspeaker: "Ding-dong, time's up. Red team, please move to the left; Blue team, please move to the right. The audience will vote to select three competition formats for the lord to choose from."

Red and blue circles appeared under the feet of all the players in the arena, and the two sides were immediately divided into two very clear factions.

A blue circle appeared under Kusuo Saiki's feet, while the six members of the Phantom Troupe around him were half red and half blue.

It's alright. But when Saiki Kusuo looked into the distance, he noticed that there were mostly red people and few blue people, and the proportion of people became even more obvious after they were separated.

The red team has 26 players, and the blue team has 19 players.

Oh, right, the Zoldyck family brought so many people with them. Including Sanmao, he brought a total of 7 people. Adding that together makes it exactly right...

Looking back, Kusuo Saiki noticed that Sanmao's presence had kept many people away from the Zoldyck area. However, the glowing circles under the feet of the people behind him surprised Kusuo Saiki.

From Sanmao to the butler to his younger brothers, they all have the same red circle as Hisoka!

Red team +7 people.

Because Kusuo Saiki led them into Hisoka's territory for the first time, they were automatically classified as belonging to Hisoka's faction.

“Oh dear…we are outnumbered, how about we defect to the enemy?” Pariston said quietly to Saiki Kusuo’s side. “It seems that the strategist has betrayed us.”

Don't you sound like you're about to betray us?

"Don't worry, my lord, we still have a chance! It's best to choose a game that's tied to strength, because we have several powerful individuals on our side..."

Loudspeaker: "Gentlemen, thank you for your patience. The audience has voted and selected three competition formats."

1. Ludo!

Are the audience members children?

2. Sumo wrestling!

I don't want those sticky, gooey projects.

3. Free fighting!

Tell the audience to vote again.

"Well done, Lord Hisoka has chosen free fighting. What does Lord Saiki Kusuo think?"

Kusuo Saiki was also struggling to decide for a moment. Free fighting? The difference in numbers between the two sides was too great; how could free fighting possibly win?

Pariston encouraged Saiki Kusuo, "Choose freestyle fighting! I'll explain why later!"

Kusuo Saiki: No fighting.

"Lord Saiki Kusuo chooses Ludo! It's a tie. The choice between Ludo and free fighting will be decided by the 38 people in the arena, excluding the lord!"

It's a democratic vote?

Kusuo Saiki listened to everyone's thoughts.

These belong to the Red team.

These belong to the blue team.

Why don't these guys recognize Ludo? Even a second-grade elementary school student knows it! Wait a minute, does the Hunter world even have normal schools and nine years of compulsory education? Anyway, the result is pretty much a foregone conclusion, isn't it?!

Chapter 155 What are you playing?!

"The voting result is! Free Fighting!!"

The audience erupted in cheers.

Pariston, standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, now I will explain to you why we have a chance of winning the free-fighting match."

Oh, looking at it this way, there really is a chance of victory.

The premise is that the game rules are truly a 1-on-1 round-robin.

Kusuo Saiki moved to the side and began to observe his members.

"Huh? Aren't you going to listen to my explanation?!" Pariston exclaimed in surprise.

I've already heard your heartfelt words.

Before Saiki Kusuo could properly investigate, the loudspeaker blared again: "Freestyle fighting, as the name suggests, is a very free fighting sport. This siege battle will use a point system. Hitting the enemy will earn points, while hitting your own side will result in a small deduction of points. The score will vary depending on the location and intensity of the strike, but rest assured, the scoring will be absolutely fair! All the spectators in the arena will be the eyes of the scorer! No strike will be missed!"

It turns out the people upstairs are the judges.

"Oh dear... it seems this isn't a one-on-one fight." Pariston also became serious and began to reassess the situation.

Kusuo Saiki, with his ears open, suddenly focused his gaze on the members of his own troupe.

Uvogin: "Hey, what's going on? I don't understand."

Feitan said lazily, "Just focus on attacking the enemy. The more you attack, the more points you get. Just don't hurt your own people. But I'm not really motivated..."

Finks stretched his arms to loosen his muscles: "We've already fought, we can't just give up our human rights, can we?"

Phinks is planning to use the Reversal of Fortune technique; it's already spinning.

But at the same time, Uvogin also had a strange smile on his face.

"Is this the current number of people on both sides?" someone shouted upwards.

Loudspeaker: "That's right! No one will leave the arena. By the way, those with more serious injuries will be teleported away. The severity of the injury will be determined by whether our medical personnel can fully heal them. Please be careful not to kill anyone!"

Kusuo Saiki was slightly surprised.

In this cruel and dark world, there is a strange beauty of humanity that exists.

Kusuo Saiki heard some more thoughts:

Who is the one without humanity?

Loudspeaker: "The countdown will officially begin in 10 seconds!"

Everyone quieted down and entered preparation mode.

Is there such a countdown timer?!

Those who reacted even faster had already rushed into the field.

At this point, everyone realized that the loudspeaker was on the countdown, but the crowd's momentum was already unstoppable. Many people had already rushed out of their original positions and had not been hindered in any way.

"3! Don't worry, everyone. There's no problem with free time now. 4 After all, we're in free fighting. 5 After counting to 10, 6, we'll officially start keeping scores! 7!"

Doesn't he need to breathe?

The red and blue teams were already chasing each other on the field. Kusuo Saiki noticed that Uvogin had run to the center of the field and used telepathy to remind his younger brothers.

Uvogin took a deep breath.

"10! Start writing..."

The loudspeaker was very loud, but it was drowned out by another sound.

"Roar!!" Uvogin's roar, imbued with enhanced power, resounded throughout the arena, instantly rendering some of the participants unable to fight and causing them to collapse.

Immediately afterwards, some of the fallen people were teleported away and disappeared.

A scoreboard appeared in the sky, scrolling across the horizon.

The blue team's score jumped up and then dropped sharply, quickly stabilizing at 12 points. This was because the shouting also hurt their own team.

Some people who covered their ears seized the opportunity, such as Nobunaga, who kicked a person who was not in good condition and was standing on blue light, sending him flying onto Uvogin.

Uvogin grabbed the obstacle (that person) with one hand, then let go and landed, being teleported away.