The Daily Life of Saiki Kusuo in Zoldyck

Alluka picked up two balloons filled with water, and Nanica appeared beside him to help fill the balloons with water.

Alluka: "No, brother. Alluka and Nanika both think that brother went too far!"

"You bullied Brother Miki, you'll get your revenge!"

"No, if we hadn't fought Milluki, we might have lost by now! We would have been ruled by Hisoka! That would be terrifying!"

"Even if Brother Miki can't beat me, I'll help Brother Miki!"

I've said "brother" so many times, Alluka.

Kids have so much energy... Well, if they were ordinary kids from the original world, Kusuo Saiki would have advised them to go to sleep, but the Zoldyck kids are far different from ordinary kids in every way, and they occasionally have all-night training sessions, so staying up all night is just normal for them.

You guys have fun, I'm going to sleep.

Kusuo Saiki checked into the same luxurious room in the hotel as before, in a very ordinary manner.

The top-of-the-line presidential suite is said to be temporarily uninhabitable due to a burst water pipe. Oh dear, what's going on? Anyway, just clean up the surrounding area and make sure G doesn't appear again.

Kusuo Saiki closed his eyes, then opened them.

No, as an ordinary person, no matter how tired I am, I still need to do one more step before going to bed.

When you're feeling lazy, you can simply restore it.

Meanwhile, the Phantom Troupe found a restaurant to celebrate their reunion.

The food on the table was devoured in no time, though a few maintained a semblance of elegance. After the meal, the group began discussing their future plans.

They were all on the ship and must still be alive, but scattered in other parts of the Dark Continent.

"Gathering resources is the top priority, and occupying other areas is also necessary. This Lord's Chess game has fulfilled the conditions very thoroughly, and it seems to have no bottom line."

"Yes. We must conquer other territories, but is the Lord's Chess really safe in other people's hands? Commander, why don't we go and snatch it first?"

“I think taking it over would be more troublesome. The current owner of the Lord's Chess can be trusted and is easy to control.”

"Easy to control? Doesn't that person have the ability to teleport? And he's a candidate for the next head of the Zoldyck family, so he must have ambitions."

"His ambitions won't conflict with our goals. Illumi is still a member of our group, so we can give Zoldyck a certain amount of trust."

"Captain, I've always found it strange that Illumi joined the Phantom Troupe. He only cares about the Zoldycks, doesn't he?"

“I know he won’t dedicate himself to the Brigade, but he’ll do any missions given to him. Through him, we can use many of the Zoldyck’s advantages.”

"And then at some point, he gets killed by the Zoldycks. Commander, aren't you having a bit too much of a soft spot for the Zoldycks?"

Chapter 158 Old-fashioned Pajamas Nanzi

"Is that so... But the possibility of it being detrimental to befriending them is very low. We are actually the same kind of people. The Zoldycks have always existed independently, separate from the various forces in the world, and Meteor City has also been developing with this in mind. In recent years, the Zoldycks have developed some downstream industries that specifically take in 40% of their members as Meteor City residents. This is another level of assistance."

"Well... I am in that area. But I always feel uncomfortable."

Kuroro picked up his beer glass and tapped it twice on the table.

"According to the rules of spiders, there's no benefit to being their enemy except getting bitten and injured. Let's lower our guard a little. Cheers, everyone."

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the room where the curtains were not drawn. Kusuo Saiki tossed and turned, trying to use his telekinesis to draw the curtains... no use. He tried to use the carpet to cover them up... no, he'd already told him he couldn't use telekinesis! Damn it, it's such a rare peaceful morning.

They're just ordinary people now.

Helpless, Kusuo Saiki finally faced the side facing the sunlight and groggily opened his eyes.

I took off my glasses before bed, and now I don't even need to put them back on.

Kusuo Saiki sat up and looked at the window clearly. It turned out that the entire wall was made of floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light was excellent.

However, the middle part of the light was dark. Kusuo Saiki rubbed his eyes and finally saw the figure standing on the balcony.

The figure was wearing a black, form-fitting shirt with a gold trim around the collar that reflected light very clearly. The person wore black leather shoes and black trousers. Saiki Kusuo was not familiar with fleshy human bodies and could not tell who it was at a glance.

But the leather coat hanging on the man's arm and the long white hair peeking out from it made his identity quite clear.

Not only did they break into a private residence early in the morning, but this place is on the fifteenth floor!

Kuroro seemed to sense something and turned around.

"Ah, you're awake."

He couldn't hear her through the window. Kusuo Saiki got up and approached. She was wearing a matching nightgown from the hotel closet. Although she was born male, Kusuo Saiki didn't mind wearing women's clothes when she was a woman.

Or rather, he doesn't care about gender at all, and he doesn't care so much about whether he is human or not. What his body looks like is something he can choose to transform into.

On the balcony, Kuroro turned around, waved to Kusuo Saiki, and waited for her to open the balcony door from the inside.

Kusuo Saiki drew the curtains.

Kuroro pressed his forehead against the balcony door.

He took out the knife he always carried with him.

Three minutes later, Kuroro opened the balcony door and silently slipped into the room.

The room was large, with a long sofa against one wall, but lying on it would definitely make noise. The solution was simple: Kuroro activated Thief's Ultimate, and a sound-blocking ability enveloped Saiki Kusuo's bed.

Just as he reached the sofa and was about to lie down, there was a knock on the door of Saiki Kusuo's room.

Kusuo Saiki stayed in a deluxe room with a lobby and a large bathtub. It was a single suite, and there were two doors and a considerable distance between the room and Kusuo Saiki's room.

Therefore, in order for Saiki Kusuo to hear, the cleaning staff shouted: "Guest!! Do you need your room cleaned!! Breakfast has been brought!!"

Kuroro: ...

Fortunately, my abilities were activated in time.

The cleaning staff waited a while without hearing a response, then cleared their throat and sang: "Cough, umm, ah—ah—~ um, very good pronunciation, guest!"

The door opened, and the cleaning staff immediately stood up straight. He had traded two toad turtles for the opportunity to clean the room on this floor. Those things were hard to catch, with shells that were incredibly hard. He couldn't waste this opportunity; he had to make the most of it and try to touch the beautiful woman's hand.

He waited with a bright smile, but instead, he met a man.

"Huh? Who are you?"

"Of course it's my male companion. She's sleeping. Give me breakfast. I'll give her food when she wakes up. You don't need to clean the room."

"Hey, wait a minute! I checked the records, and no one has entered this floor since last night..."

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut by Kuroro.

Kuroro placed the breakfast tray on the entryway cabinet by the door, turned around to face the door, and the fake smile on his face disappeared.

These romantic interests were not directed at spirit beasts, nor at humans, but at unknown dark creatures, a fact he had already discovered after brief interactions with a few of them.

Although they try hard to learn and disguise themselves, their logic is still different from that of humans in many ways.

For example, they cannot control their greed for people, which has made Kuroro feel a chill down his spine several times. These creatures cannot be warned by common sense. If they get angry, they might break down the door and come in.

It's supposed to be a city of romance, but it's these dark creatures who crave "love" even more than humans.

Kuroro patiently flipped through the book and waited, until half an hour later when he heard the sound of the creature outside leaving.

The creatures walk silently when no one is watching them, but the carts they push make noise and vibrate through the floor and walls.

Kuroro pressed his hand against the wall, and after confirming that the creature was far away, he used his circle to check outside.

You can rest assured.

The food should be fine. Kuroro opened the metal food container and found that it was mostly fried food.

Fried meat chunks, French fries, fried dough sticks, and crackers, along with a plate of chopped nuts with sauce.

He had no idea what the logic behind this meal combination was; he certainly didn't think it was the meal that Kusuo Saiki had ordered.

After glancing at it, Kuroro picked up the fries and scooped a spoonful of nut sauce.

No one can resist fries.

After eating for a while, he turned the air conditioner down a few degrees and stood in front of the air conditioner vent. He pulled the zipper of his black undershirt down to his chest, shook the clothes to fan himself, but a feeling of heat lingered.

This is... a warmth that comes from within.

Kuroro became more serious, put the fries in his mouth, reached into his clothes and touched his body, and quickly understood.

The food was fine as he expected; the problem was with the person who delivered it.

Adding ingredients to the sauce is a simple matter, and given the rules here that prohibit harming humans, the only thing that can be used is that kind of medicine.

However, it is very mild and does not cause much harm to Nen users. Even if Saiki were to eat it now, he probably wouldn't have any reaction. Regardless of whether they have Nen or not, the Zoldyck family has a very high resistance to poison.

Kuroro picked up the plate with the sauce and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. After a while, the sound of a shower came from inside.

At 3 p.m., Kusuo Saiki woke up. Perhaps she had slept for too long, as she had a headache, and upon waking, she felt a pang of hunger.

This time she was completely awake. She sat up and quickly realized that there were other people in the room.

On the sofa, there should be a creature, a long, horizontal strip, but upon closer inspection, it's humanoid. Okay, not one of those grotesque dark creatures.

It only took Saiki Kusuo two or three seconds to adjust to the excellent darkness before he could see clearly.

He was sleeping on the sofa, a long coat draped over his body like a blanket, the only visible part of his legs, clad in black trousers, and his bare feet. His face was obscured, as he held a unique book to his face with his right hand.

This person seems so relaxed. So why are you looking for him? Is there something you need?

Kusuo Saiki took two more steps closer, and suddenly there were sounds around him.

Huh? Kusuo Saiki took a step back, and the voices disappeared again.

No wonder I slept for so long; it turns out that I was in a barrier where I couldn't hear anything during my sleep.

Kusuo Saiki stepped out.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Hello, guest! Would you like room service?"

"I strongly suspect our guest is dead inside. I demand the door be broken down!"

"Thump thump thump thump!"

"Stop, everyone calm down! This is against the rules..."

Kusuo Saiki looked at the guy in front of him who was covering his face with a book.

It's amazing he can sleep so soundly.

Was she actually not sleeping?