The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Overtaking in points can happen in an instant.

Kusuo Saiki: What are you playing at? Just surrender.

The blue team's score started to drop little by little again, and Kusuo Saiki searched for the source.

In the center of the red team's position, Phinks dodged ranged attacks while enduring some inconspicuous attacks.

Oh, so that's why we need to go to the center of the red team?

Huh? Hey, wait a minute, what's your target?

Finks made his move, his punch sending up countless grains of sand and sending many people flying. The fist, carrying immense power, solidly defeated something hard.

Hard? Unmoved? Ha, I didn't expect the red team to have such a talent. Let me see who it is.

As the dust settled, Phinks saw Saiki Kusuo, who was wearing the same blue circles as him.

Phinks: What's the point of playing games when all the lords are traitors?

Kusuo Saiki: No, these are my family members. Go hit someone else.

"The barrier's pretty tough, huh?" Phinks quickly developed another interest. "Even Uvogin would take a few steps back if he got hit by my punch. Little sister, you've got guts." Phinks grabbed her arm and started swinging it around.

Kusuo Saiki: Hey, what's with all this infighting?

Off the field, Feitan had just kicked someone against the wall, eliminating an insignificant red player, while watching the battle between Phinks and Saiki Kusuo.

Feitan: ? What are you guys doing?

"Oh dear, there's nothing I can do," sighed Kusuo Saiki. Although he could easily take on this mission, he couldn't afford to let people notice his lack of strength again.

Kusuo Saiki used the Lord's Chess.

Hisoka used the same method before, depriving those in power of the right to stand and the right to keep their hands and feet off the ground—strange powers—to achieve his goal.

"Huh? Wait," Phinks suddenly knelt down halfway through his question, placing his hands on the ground. There was no way to turn back now.

Feitan: Seriously, what kind of play are those two doing? Is Phinks interested in that girl?

During the stalemate, no one dared to approach them. Suddenly, a small hand poked Saiki Kusuo's waist; he knew it was Kurt.

"Brother, what should we do next? Should we let the red team win? Or should we let the blue team win?"

Kurt looked up and said, "Let the Blue Team win!"

"Yay! I knew it!" Killua immediately punched Milluki, and the Red Team lost 1 point.

Huh? Kusuo Saiki was surprised.

"Damn it! You hit me in the stomach!" Milluki immediately retaliated by throwing a punch at Killua, but Killua dodged it!

"Why are you still hiding? This isn't fair! Wutong! Stop him!"

“Young Master Miki… We cannot interfere in the battle between the young masters.”

"Yama-onna, don't just stand around, fight with Wutong too!"

Yama-on hesitated, "Young Master Killua, my strength is inferior to Wutong's..."

Before Yama-yin could finish speaking, Wutong flicked a coin at her face. Wutong said sternly, "Young Master's orders must be obeyed absolutely."

Kusuo Saiki understood. Wow, there's even this trick up his sleeve.

Even Sanmao was not spared; she was suddenly punched by her owners and let out a whimper.

Even so, the score gap between the two sides continued to widen.

Hisoka charged into the blue team's ranks from the start, wreaking havoc and becoming the red team's biggest damage dealer. His swaggering, fearless steps and the cards he threw that hit but never killed were all points he earned for his team.

However, now only the strongest players remain on the field, and the Red Team's points are increasing at a slower and slower pace.

There was still hope for things to go smoothly, and Kusuo Saiki thought he should find something to do.

If I were to fight, well, people would die, but now that there's a superpower suppressor to regulate it, it's not impossible to participate.

While he himself is certainly not subject to control, it would be a major dereliction of duty for him to deprive those people of their human rights.

Kusuo Saiki reached up to the back of his neck and groped around.

In order to adjust it to the right position, there is an inconspicuous adjustment knob on the inner side between the first two of the three simple switches. He needs to adjust it so that he is at least not injured by Uvogin, and can control his ability to the point that he can not kill others with one blow.

If Uvogin is on their team, why are we still wary of him? The Phantom Troupe isn't part of any particular team; they operate independently and are essentially a third-party force!

But no matter how injured I am, I won't be in any real danger. I'll turn up the suppressor intensity, even higher. Compared to my own scrapes, other people's lives are more important...

At the same time, the group of children who beat the enemies and guests were fighting and making trouble. I don’t know when Sanmao’s body got off and they were playing on the ground. The most lively ones are Miji and Killua. Killua is more flexible than Miji and has a killer style of retreating in one strike. Miji felt a little disadvantaged after being attacked twice, so he had an idea and ran behind Saiki Kusuo.

"Ah! You cunning fellow, you're using Brother Nanxiong as a shield!"

"Hahaha, the rules don't say it's not allowed... Ah!" Milluki ran backwards and bumped into Saiki Kusuo's elbow.

Kusuo Saiki seemed to have been frozen in place, as if a freeze button had been pressed.

The power of superpowers surged wildly.

That's terrible! By sheer coincidence, Milluki's collision just now reduced the power suppressor's intensity to almost zero.

Even the slightest movement now could easily cause a storm! Milluki behind me is in danger!

But as long as Milluki leaves, it's okay. His fingers are still on the knob. He just needs to twitch it a little bit to increase the suppressor's strength!

"Ah! Excuse me, what's wrong, bro?"

Killua shouted from afar, "Idiot! You bumped into Nanxiong! That last hit definitely added at least three points to the Red Team! Be careful! I only get one point if I hit you! Only a hard hit would get two points!"

Brothers, don't hit hard!

Mi Ji wasn't about to listen: "You just wait, I'll kick you eight meters away and send you crashing into the wall!"

Although he was saying harsh words about kicking someone, Milluki actually reached out his hand very considerately.

The 1.8-meter-tall younger brother could easily touch Saiki Kusuo's neck.

Kusuo Saiki: What is Milluki doing? Has he figured it out yet? It's good to have someone help him.

But Milluki didn't get it: "The command is too abrupt, bro. What's with the snap? Do you want to untie this collar? I've always thought this collar is too tacky... well, not really tacky, it's just..."

Kusuo Saiki: Don't worry, Milluki. Right now, I can hear almost all the telepathic voices in the world. I can barely hear human voices anymore. Do you understand what I mean? Just move my finger a little bit to the left.

Milluki: "Wait a minute, let me see... Is this the switch?"

Milluki pressed the rightmost switch.

There are three switches, labeled 1, 2, and 3 from left to right. The one on the far right is the one that makes superpowers disappear.

The disappearance of superpowers is different from suppression. It completely removes the superpowers that are currently on his body. However, according to his and Sou-suke's calculations, his body, which has been burdened with superpowers since childhood, will slowly generate new superpower energy after a period of time and eventually return to normal.

In other words, even if you turn the switch off, your superpowers won't return immediately.

Kusuo Saiki was a little dizzy.

One second they're unleashing their superpowers at full power, the next they're completely wiped out.

From full to suddenly depleted, even his resilient body was somewhat...

Milluki successfully removed the psychic suppressor collar from him, placed it in his hand, and then hurriedly ran away.

Kusuo Saiki opened his hands to catch it, but he couldn't hold it tightly. The smooth and comfortable material of the collar made it seem as if it was about to slip through his fingers.

Wait, catch this! Even though we don't need it right now, this thing is extremely important!

"Are you alright, Qi Mu?" Suddenly, a hand appeared in sight, grabbing the collar.

Phew, that's great. If I can keep the collar, I'll be perfectly fine.

A hand landed on his shoulder, and the white fur trim on his coat gave away the other person's identity. Saiki Kusuo closed his eyes to catch his breath.

Wait, something seems off.

What did he just call him?!

Chapter 156 revealed that the ability is a superpower?

"It's been difficult for you to keep up this disguise all this time. Although the possibility is very small, I remembered that you once turned into a cat, so it's not surprising that you turned into a girl, especially since you look so alike."

Are you a detective or something? It's ridiculous that you could guess I'm transgender. You're not even family to me.

"But the most important thing is that the Zoldyck kids just started calling you Kusuo-nii and 'older brother,' isn't that strange? You're a girl, after all."

So it was those two kids who gave it away. Tsk, they were all fighting, but their attention was on someone else. How many points did you get?

Although it was a question, Kusuo Saiki was no longer able to communicate telepathically at this moment.

"I've been observing the situation, without making a move or being touched by anyone," Kuroro said.

But he did get an answer. Kusuo Saiki glanced at Kuroro.

A glance lasting a few seconds, the gaze didn't pierce through his face. Now that he was an ordinary person, he could look closely at other people's faces with the eyes of an ordinary person.

Hmm? Looking closely... So that's how it is. Although he usually sounds like a scoundrel, and is a complete villain, his daily actions are either deceiving or harming people. Why are other people so easily fooled? Saiki Kusuo had thought about this question, and now he has the answer: this person's face does have a certain advantage.

He's 28 or 29 years old, yet he still has such a youthful face; you could easily mistake him for a high school student. His skincare routine is surprisingly good.

"I haven't done any special skincare. It's just that my appearance is due to good meditation skills and 80% genetics."

Why did he respond when it was just something I was secretly thinking? Is this a coincidence? Could it be that he's reading my mind like Kousuke...? That can't be, I didn't show any facial expression.

"Although you don't show any obvious expression, you still make some subtle movements that are very noticeable even on the calmest lake surface, where even the slightest ripple will be very noticeable."

Hey, this guy really seems to have telepathy.

"It really exists, why don't you believe it?"

“Theoretically speaking, there is nothing that Nen cannot achieve. As long as one’s heart is sincere, persistent, and firm, Nen abilities can flourish everywhere. Pike has the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. My ability is slightly different; I can hear thoughts from a distance, but there are other limitations… Ah, you’ve already heard the details, haven’t you?”

I didn't hear it. There really is no telepathy now.

"Huh? Really? Why?" Kuroro covered his mouth, his deep black eyes clearly showing a lot of thought.

It must be so noisy if you could hear it, isn't it great that there's no telepathy?

"You really can't hear me? Is your ability limited to using only two of those at a time?"

No, who's like your book, capable of using only two abilities at the same time?

"So, is it the price of some oath you made to stop Phinks's Reversal?"