Chapter 149: Relationship

That was a strange Residence; just looking at it from the outside, it was considered a haunted house, but once inside, that eerie atmosphere only increased, never dissipating.

The mansion appeared to have no lights on, but the interior did not look damaged in any way, so it should not have been an empty house.

However, there were no traces of people in this Residence.

There was no Furniture or decor in the entrance hall or the corridors leading to it, and one could not feel any sense of life at all.

However, there were many glass cabinets decorated with Dolls.

Furthermore, the variety of Dolls displayed in the cases was vast.

There were dolls about 30 centimeters tall, some that were mannequins, some larger ones, cute children, beautiful women, wrinkled old people, and so on; as long as it had a human appearance, the diversity was almost impossible.

If that were the case, it would still be fine. If that were the case, this place would not be a mansion where people lived, but a museum specializing in dolls, and the dolls in the glass cabinets would prove this was a form of escapism.

Unfortunately, whether you entered from the outside or from the inside, the impression of this mansion remained a "haunted house."

The reason for this, and why the impression was even stronger than the atmosphere of the mansion, was because the dolls lacked uniformity, yet shared two common traits.

One was that every doll was extremely lifelike and exquisitely crafted, looking as if it would move at any moment.

The other was that all the dolls had hollow eyes, empty eye sockets staring into the void from inside the cases.

The room was too eerie; if you had Puppet Phobia, you might go crazy and die, but fortunately or unfortunately, Gon and the others did not notice anything unusual about this mansion.

Because they were trying hard to catch up to Sora, who was running at an extremely fast speed, they had no time to worry about the dolls in the mansion.

I think even Omokage could not have imagined that dolls possessing such a powerful presence that they could not be ignored would be ignored. I mean, I wouldn't want to.

What I want to say is that people who are more terrified and serious than being killed by Direct Death can cry.

As I was roaring in the corridor, Sora appeared in the open space.

I don't know what its purpose was for being built inside the mansion, but it was like a chapel in a church.

The dim hall had a high ceiling and an atrium, and in the center of the hall was a pedestal like an Altar, upon which a holy icon and a cross were placed.

At first glance, it was a solemn church, but the many Coffin-shaped boxes lined up along the Wall insisted that this was by no means a church.

Just like the foyer and the corridor, it was an extremely eerie hall, but even knowing it was a hall, it certainly had no effect on Sora, who did not know the details of the room's decor. Or rather, whether you could see the current tense state of this woman, it didn't matter.

"Alright! Come out, you perverted man with an eyeball fetish, doll mania, and pedophilia!! I'll stick a card on my face and send it to Hisoka!! Are you ready to get hemorrhoids?!"

Perhaps unable to stop her momentum as she ran through the corridor, or perhaps not wanting to stop, but for the time being, she finally stopped, kicked and destroyed the Altar in the hall, but when she stopped, with various meanings, in the center of the room, I raised my middle finger and screamed that I was running away, super running away.

"What are you talking about!?"

"Please, just shut up and hit me!!"

Killua and Leorio finally caught up to Sora, and Sora stopped to declare war; he didn't like it. Kurapika asked, "Why are you preparing for hemorrhoids?"

Far from being serious, even the horror elements in the Residence were torn to shreds.

"Hey, what's wrong, Omokage! Come out! Are you scared now!? Or are you going to buy Borax!?"

"Then get your ass out here!! The moment you say that, the other party will find a way to come out, and it'll be troublesome if you come out!!"

But Sora, who from the beginning was like "Are you serious? What's good to eat?", yelled and, after being hit by Killua again, finally calmed down a little.

At that moment, I heard a voice, probably waiting for an opportunity, because Killua didn't want to come out as he said.

"Welcome to the Doll House."

A voice suddenly rang out, and an ominous aura emanated from within the room, completely lacking any sense of presence.

A Gas Lamp at the back of the hall lit up, and a pale-faced man wearing a black Mantle appeared.

Under normal circumstances, they would have been on full alert, but although they were ready to act in any way, they still could not prepare for battle.

Of course, the reason was Sora's full-power outburst.

I have become accustomed to leaning above her, so I believe I have become good at not forgetting Sora's serious rest, but as I expected, I cannot switch to serious without resting. It's a bit impossible.

So, the four of them, while looking at Omokage, said that in the atmosphere destroyed so much by Sora, dramatically nothing had happened until now. I think so.

I don't think even Omokage thought he was admired like that, approaching sympathy.

Unlike last night, he looked at the five of them, his eyes filled with a burning, maddening obsession, and continued calmly.

"Hehe, great... After all, you have a pair of beautiful eyes that make one unable to put them down..."

"Gandr!! Gandr Gandr Gandr Gandr woo woo woo!! Collapse, you pervert!!"

"Woo woo!?"

But of course, Sora broke the atmosphere.

Ignoring Omokage's words, after repeatedly hitting with Gandr, she lifted a part of the Altar she had destroyed and used Ken to throw a fastball.

Omokage managed to dodge the fast shot of Gandr and the thrown Altar, but when Sora saw it, she said something too unreasonable, "Don't dodge, you pervert!!" And besides, pervert is irrelevant now.

"Are you going to make a move at this time, you!?"

I mean, why are you saying so much in front of the enemy! Are we enemies!? Or rather, are you pretending to be the protagonist!?"

Castration Fist or Lady Forklift didn't open the opening, but for the pervert's trade fair, I am grateful and sorry!!"

"Why do the sisters treat me like a pervert!?"

"Is this statement serious?"

Then, Omokage unintentionally threw away the leeway he used to compensate for Sora's broken aura and rushed in, but just as Kurapika was strangling him from behind, Sora used a machine gun to speak in response.

Even if I break the air, I will only break it further and destroy it, but as far as what Sora said, it is relatively correct, and I am troubled by Omokage's useless and disgusting composure. Do more." The man did not interfere.

Because of this, in the chaotic situation where a quarrel occurred between Omokage and Sora, the person who could intervene was, of course, someone like Sora who had no intention of reading the atmosphere.

"Just like that silly sister said, it's probably because she can't make up for it, but shows leeway disproportionate to her ability."

"Even if you are treated as a pervert, no matter who sees you, you are nothing but a pervert, so it's not because you look alike that you say the same things. Don't easily put me together with that silly sister."

In less than 10 seconds, Omokage was outnumbered in the war of words, and while saying words that ended the battle instead of helping him, that person who fell to his side from nowhere was wearing a black dress that looked like a sister's uniform. Wearing her own peerless beauty.

"!?"

Because of Sora's fault, he was not mentally on guard against Omokage, but when he faced that girl, not only Gon and Killua, but even Kurapika and Leorio, who were meeting for the first time, had to tense up.

If I had known who the other person was from the start, I could have immediately seen that despite the atmosphere to the contrary, the features were very similar.

A young girl who looks very much like Sora; if you say what you want to say to Omokage, her face will twist with humiliation and anger. The doll is organic.

Although the eyelids were not open, Kurapika was startled just by looking at him, as if his eyes had been pierced.

"............ Are you the sea 'Gander!!' also for your sister!?"

However, before it ended, the undistorted Sora was freed from Kurapika's restraint by the appearance of the sea.

However, unlike Omokage, the sister did not seem to be in a hurry, just waving her arm gently! Flicking away the Gander she had shot herself, the last sentence was, "Lukewarm."

"Shh! I should have thrown away the Jewel!!"

"Wait! Sora, really wait!! I understand why you don't want to see your sister, I understand, but is it really okay now!?"

"Hmm? Is that the sea?"

"You don't know, but you attacked me!?"

Kurapika stuck out his Tongue in dissatisfaction because his gun didn't work at all, grabbed Sora's shoulder and tried to take the Jewel out of the bag, Kurapika persuaded: "Sure enough, calm down." - ranked female.

This girl just made a move again, it was just an opportunity, she didn't make a move because she is my sister.

"You have to know you are not a Flame Soldier! I don't remember the voice of that idiot sister because she has been dead for nine years!!"

Once again, the earth-shattering truth involved even Omokage, the men decided to sprint in unison, but Sora opened his heart provocatively from the beginning, is he really obsessed with his sister? Teeth? Say something.

"I thought you lost your IQ along with the pigment in your hair, but now that I think about it, you've been like this from the beginning."

"You're as smart and stupid as when you talk about Killua, right, idiot sister?"

However, in the sister's eyes, the sister's quirks and insults were just normal driving, but she didn't seem to care at all. When she elegantly lifted her hair and hit her with ruthless sarcasm, Sora finally recognized her as her sister and responded.

It sounded annoying, but the atmosphere was unexpectedly to the point of making Sora a little irritable, it didn't look like a match.

"... I'm sorry to see my sister so excited again, but it's still too late."

Perhaps he didn't like it, after smacking his lips, Omokage tried to make up for his immeasurable room, grabbed the bangs of the sea beauty from behind, and pulled her back.

Although it was a doll, everyone except Gon and Sora opened their eyes wide, expressing disgust at the girl's cruel behavior.

Instead, she was expressionless, as if saying that being provoked by something of this level would be even more pathetic, expressionless, as if being dragged by her hair, she was pulled behind Omokage.

She didn't want to move herself, which is also her typical characteristic. She didn't deal with Omokage at all, maintaining a Queen-like personality, so even if Omokage attacked, the sea was not unable to resist his servant, even standing behind Omokage, she still favored him. I can't even see the black child.

No matter how you look at it, Omokage doesn't have enough actors to compete with this girl.

Realizing this, Killua, Kurapika, and Leorio lost their disgust for Omokage and were overwhelmed by the awe of the sea, but Omokage himself didn't seem to notice this and smiled satisfied with their reaction.

It's as if even if he put his eyes into his eye sockets, he was still a lump.

It's okay to have a misunderstanding about Killua's reaction, but until just now, no matter how many people stabbed her, although I don't understand why, Sora, who attacked his sister without hesitation, remained silent. That sister can't resist Omokage, I am surprised at you."

Omokage didn't notice.

Sora was wrapped in bandages, his hollow eyes had lost their eyeballs, and he was still looking straight ahead.

As if looking for something, those eyes that should only be able to see "death" didn't know that they were observing coldly, coldly, coldly. Let out an annoyed sigh.

The only one who didn't realize this was Omokage, who only saw what he wanted to see.

Although I was uneasy about Sora's silence, Omokage misunderstood Sora's silence and the rest of us. To be honest, Kurapika didn't like it, but he was the reason for Sora's runaway, so he was responsible for it and spoke to him to temporarily attract Omokage's attention.

"... Omokage, answer me. When you attacked the Kurta Tribe, you were also a Phantom Troupe Spider."

This question was a perfect question. Phantom Troupe Spider a powerful and unparalleled "Chain Jail, but even if I can't give an honest answer, I'm almost certain Kurapika can use it without any problems.

Although he was Hisoka's predecessor, he still had a Spider Tattoo on his hand that hadn't been erased. If he participated in the attack on the Kurta Tribe five years ago, that would be an unforgivable enemy for Kurapika. I'm sure it won't come off.

"Phantom Troupe Spider if you use it on anyone other than yourself, you will die." Phantom Troupe Spider Kurapika deliberately made the condition "except" somewhat ambiguous. At least in the case where members are bound by these chains, Kurapika will not die for violating the rules, and even if he or the leader Chrollo announces that they want to leave the Phantom Troupe, the binding force will not weaken. No.

The clearer and stricter the conditions, the stronger the ability, but Kurapika imagined the possibility that such strict conditions could be exploited, I made it vague and added a gray area.

Of course, if you use it on a fake opponent like the one who broke up with Sora four years ago, or a prisoner in the third exam, no matter how unorthodox they are, it is definitely a violation of the rules, so you can tell the opponent is fake, and Kurapika will die after knowing it.

However, he left the Brigade just to escape his own power, and of course he didn't leave the Brigade for regrets or atonement like this Omokage, but for his own desires, repeating what he did. If the Tattoo was erased, there might be danger, but if the Tattoo is still carved on his body, it will not deviate from the target conditions.

"Flame Soldier knows this."

However, perhaps he grasped Kurapika's ability from his memory, Omokage didn't believe his words, but as if to provoke Kurapika, he snapped his fingers and opened his rightmost Gas Lamp.

Under the illumination of the Gas Lamp, the Flame Soldier looked at Kurapika through Sora's bright sky-blue eyes.

However, contrary to Omokage's expectations, Kurapika was not angry or angry when the Flame Soldier appeared.

This man really couldn't see anything of the other party, so all his actions were in vain.

Thanks to Sora, Kurapika already had the "answer" to this Flame Soldier, so even if he was angry at Omokage, he was no longer confused by the Flame Soldier, so he was not sad.

Besides, the story of rushing in here is too bad, Kurapika's real feeling after being released as a Flame Soldier is, "Have you been there all the time? Seeing Sora's runaway destroyed that atmosphere from the beginning. What should I say, sorry."

And the Flame Soldier is also a Flame Soldier, so he must have been confused by Sora's prank.

There was no sadness in Sora's bright sky-blue eyes, he lamented that he had to fight his best friend now. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't know how to react. What is this awkward atmosphere?

"Huhu, the art of intertwining the Flame Soldier's delicate body with Sora's ruthless death... and then, look..."

However, without noticing the unspeakable atmosphere between the two good friends, Omokage stared blankly at the Flame Soldier, made a disgusting self-congratulation, and snapped his fingers again, illuminating the person standing below.

"Big brother!?"

This time, as Omokage hoped, although he knew there was a Killua who hadn't completely collapsed, he still made a terrified sound.

"Illumi's twisted feelings and Gon's straight eyes... only one doll can coexist with two contradictory beauties..."

"No, don't let them live together. Don't mix them together, it's dangerous. Just these few words are disgusting."

"Don't say it! Shut up!!"

However, despite remaining silent about the Flame Soldier, Sora was too honest about the Illumi doll, and he decided to chant with Killua and the others again.

This might not be because I agreed with Omokage's opinion on the Flame Soldier, but because Illumi's evaluation was so disgusting that I couldn't stand it.

By the way, Omokage, who was immediately criticized for "art", said "it's dangerous to mix them together" and "it's usually disgusting", and in order to show Illumi, he opened his arms and froze. She remained silent like a doll, her cold gaze, slightly narrowed, staring at Gon's eyes.

"... Hmm"

Then, in response to Illumi's reaction... or rather, his almost complete lack of reaction, Sora secretly made a sound as if he had realized something, and fell into silence once again.

However, I did not miss Leorio, let alone Killua and Kurapika.

She was innocent, as if she had discovered a decisive contradiction in her arrogant words that could not be ignored, but that would ruin everything she had said so far. For a moment, it was like a cat annoyingly harassing a mouse.

"... Looking at your sister's attitude, I didn't expect sisters to have such an appreciation for art, but as expected, I regret not being able to show you this art, having deprived you of your Sight Vision!"

... Hmm, not bad. Next are Kurapika, Killua, and Leorio. The eyes of someone like you who cares for their comrades can become excellent Material for giving life to a Doll. Ah... scarlet eyes, of course, but I want the other two eyes as soon as possible."

Killua and the others felt a chill down their spines for a moment at Sora's fierce smile, but Omokage did not realize if it was because of the distance or because it was a knot-hole.

Watching Omokage like this, Leorio muttered, "You really are a madman...", and Gon jumped out from the side to ask Omokage a question.

"Hey, are you there too?"

The reason I had remained silent was probably because Sora's violence and Omokage's disgust had distracted me, and because I could not see, I did not truly understand the situation, but I am sure this was the main reason.

He always relied on hearing and smell to explore his surroundings instead of Sight Vision, searching for Letz.

And the reason he jumped out at this time was probably because Omokage's words reminded him of Omokage's meaningful words from last night.

I have not yet fully understood the meaning of the mysterious phrase "suitable for her."

However, at least he thought the "her" in that sentence was Retsu, and if that was the case, Gon wanted to know what Retsu thought, so he asked Omokage.

Omokage did not answer this question.

When I grinned and snapped my fingers again, I revealed a brilliant smile, and the Gas Lamp between Omokage and Retsu lit up, illuminating the girl standing beneath it.

"Let us!"

Even if you cannot see it, Gon calls out to you in response to a faint voice.

But Retsu answered nothing. Like Umi, she kept her eyes tightly closed, continued to look down, and clutched the hem of the dress that Gon and Killua had just apologized to her for, and Gon said to her carelessly, "You look good in it."

I could barely see her face, but it wasn't just Killua, who had a connection to her, who knew the girl's thoughts; Kurapika and Leorio, who had only heard a little, did too.

She did not want to steal anyone's eyes.

I saw at a glance that he had lied to Gon and Killua, approached them, used them, deceived them, hurt them, and stolen Gon's attention; his regret and the hurt were greater than anything else.

But..., but Omokage—

"Hehe, she is a very useful pawn. This time she was also very helpful in attracting Gon's attention."

"That is how you manipulate me according to your will... This is not what Retsu wanted!"

Gon flew into a rage at Omokage, who had declared Retsu a pawn.

Even if I couldn't see, I knew, with ears far superior to ordinary people, I certainly heard a faint voice that seemed ready to disappear at any moment, saying: "Stop it!" It's a lie, so I remember when we were Together, Retsu looked very happy, and except for his eyes, he smiled very beautifully.

This is why Gon could not let go.

Retsu could not be treated as a pawn and made to do things she did not want to do, but he could not forgive the oblivious Omokage who had hurt her heart and toyed with her.

However, Omokage did not seem to truly understand Gon's words, opening his eyes slightly as if persuading a child with poor hearing.

"What are you talking about, Gon? Life, life, I just wanted to give you—"

"Life...? What do you mean?"

Just as he asked, Gon's heart was beating violently.

Actually, I already knew. She had a concept of what Retsu was.

But if this imagination were true, then Retsu could not be saved much. This is why Gon could not give up a shred of hope.

However, Omokage mourned with dramatically exaggerated movements, trampling on the hope that Gon was trying to protect and not let go of.

He did not even realize that this hope was something not only Retsu but also Omokage was thinking about.

"You see, Retsu was my younger sister, who lost her life in an experiment to make a Doll."

What surfaced in Gon Freecss's mind was the proud smile of Retsu he had talked about at dinner last night.

She said she respected her puppeteer brother and hoped to be like him.

It was a shallow smile that could clearly convey to others that he really liked his brother, rather than saying a hundred words.

... Yet her eyes were sad.

I don't know if the emotional color in those eyes was Omokage's final Conscience, or if the emotion at that time was Retsu's.

"Lost her life—? Then, like the Flame Soldier, the girl... your sister is also a Doll!?"

Kurapika shouted at Omokage's words and asked.

Omokage did not notice the obvious intent of this question. He did not question Retsu because he was so human that he could not believe he was a Doll.

What was unbelievable was not the performance of the Doll named Retsu. It was frustrating, but Kurapika had already admitted that the Flame Soldier was more than enough for an Omokage Doll.

What made Kurapika and everyone else unable to believe it was that he used his sister's Doll, so realistic and just like a completely strange Flame Soldier, as a tool to steal other people's eyes.

Even if it was perfect in the eyes of others, in Omokage's eyes it was still incomplete, a failure, not even like a real sister, so it was better to treat it as a mere tool and strike it hard.

In that case, although the Doll Retsu was pitiful, even if she was severely twisted, I could say that her regret and love for her sister were real.

"That's right. Retsu is also my Doll... a loyal servant created by my own obsession."

However, Omokage did not get along with them in any way.

If Kurapika and the others had said this in a disgusting tone, they would have guessed "that's fine," but he said it with a tone of ecstasy and pride.

He boasted that the Doll he created was as perfect as the original, but despite this, he called his sister's Doll "my" instead of "sister."

This was also a condescending attitude, as if Retsu herself had wished it to be the same.

"Don't be stupid! If you killed me for your own convenience, what am I? This cannot be what Retsu wanted!"

This is why the anger that should have erupted again, and even stronger than before, Gon replied.

But Gon's anger did not reach him. I could not say it.

In Omokage's view, Gon's words were nothing more than a bunch of meaningless noise that happened to turn into meaningful words.

"Hmph, you don't understand; she abandoned her fragile human body and became this Doll I made; there is no greater happiness than this."

... If only for your eyes, Retsu could even gain life. Besides Retsu's happiness, what is that?"

"... Hey, Umi. How can a guy of this level be so confident, so annoying? Didn't he tell him about classmate Kiriko?"

Ignoring Omokage, who insisted that his own thoughts and actions were all correct, Sora, who had remained silent, asked his younger sister behind him with an undisguised expression of anger.

My sister sighed with deep exhaustion and answered immediately.

"Even if you tell me, that's just how it is. I don't know how positive the frog is?"

"No, quite negative, isn't it? If you accept that person's existence, your confidence will evaporate rather than be shattered."

"That's also true. But, as expected, I don't want you to brag about making a 'humanoid Doll' using people as Material. It's too obvious, I'm embarrassed."

"Shut up!!"

Facing the sisters who mercilessly disparaged Omokage with the sentiments of a young girl's speech, Omokage's pale face flushed slightly with humiliation, and he shouted an order.

Following this order, Umi closed her lips, but she did not seem to feel humiliated or lament being unable to resist the order of someone she disliked.

Instead, her lips were tightly pursed, yet the corners of her mouth were curled into a beautiful angle.

Her smile was very much like her little sister's.

From Umi, you had to smile.

If you don't have the power to keep your sister silent, then there is no point in keeping yourself silent.

"I refuse."

Just as Umi thought, Sora would not shut up. She didn't even deal with Omokage.

No matter where it was looking, no matter if it had eyeballs, its eyes were not looking at Omokage. Sora looked at Retsu, not Omokage, and then stabbed at him.

Retsu cherished the hope of "maybe...", and the truth that the hope of returning him to the Puppet Master brother he once kind and admired was shattered.

"No eyes can match that child.

Because it is an Omokage. Because you don't want it.

If I could get eyes that suited me, my brother wouldn't commit these atrocities again. He would turn back into the gentle brother he used to be."

Amidst Retsu's expectations and Sora's hope, Sora declared that it was "impossible" to be an apprentice to a Magician.

"That child is a Puppet you created with Nen Ability, not a real person; even if they were a match, they wouldn't fit at all.

Nen Ability is the human heart itself, so if you just think 'this suits your sister,' then any kind of eyes should suit that child."

Why are possibilities and hope "impossible"?

Pointing out the reason for it.

A Flame Soldier with mysterious eyes that have remnants of Direct Death, an Illumi with Gon's eyes that have true opposites, opposing poles, and parallel lines that never intersect.

Even if there is a Puppet with very special eyes that seem to have the worst compatibility, now is the reason why none of them suit Retsu.

"The reason why no one's eyes suit the child is because you don't want it to. After all, if you found eyes that suited the child, you would have no reason to steal other people's eyes.

Even if you gave the child eyes, if it's still like this, it's not for the child, nor is it atonement for your sister's death. It's just to prove that it's just your wish... so that child's eyes will forever remain in the cave of the cathedral.

Turning your sister into a Doll and resurrecting her is no different from atonement. After sacrificing your sister for your own selfish desires, even your 'memories with your sister' are nothing more than shirking responsibility, using your sister as a human sacrifice!!"

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Hearing Sora's words, Omokage turned red with anger and shouted something, but before that, Retsu covered her ears with both hands, her hair disheveled, and let out a scream-like sound.

"Stop!!... I know. I know, that's just how it is!!

So, please stop!!"

I beg you not to tell me any more truths that will shatter your hope.

Even if that kind of hope is a delusion to escape reality, Retsu only has these.

This is not "real," there is no such thing as "real," so this is the only way Retsu can complain, tears overflowing from her eyes that have no eyeballs.

"... Let's"

Facing Rin's heartbreaking cry, Gon muttered painfully.

Perhaps hearing that voice, Retsu cried and gasped, saying in a tone full of helplessness, unable to even find sadness.

"Did you hear that, Gon? I should actually be dead... Brother Omokage, this is a Doll... I have no choice but to follow my brother's orders.

I shouldn't have been friends with you guys.... I'm sorry."

This word reminds me more than Gon.

So, Gon immediately retorted forcefully.

"It doesn't matter if it's really dead or a Doll! Let's come! We are friends!"

"But what terrible things did I do to Gon and Killua!?

Better yet, I wish I could sleep like this forever..."

However, Gon's words were different from his brother's, because he had a Conscience.

He completely denied and rejected Gon's words, his kindness, his wish to be friends with him, and even the fact that he had been resurrected.

Although he couldn't see such a Retsu, Gon knew how much this sentence hurt her, so Gon muttered with a pitiful look on his face.

"Let's... poor thing..."

"Yes. My feelings for her who died in an unfortunate accident made me make a Retsu Doll."

However, the one who agreed with Gon's words the most was the one with the least right to agree.

Omokage's face looked painful, but compared to Gon, the pain of that expression was too thin.

He saw something in his sister's Doll, of course, Sora's remarks and Gon's words, not to mention Retsu's sadness and despair; he expressed it with exaggerated gestures that I couldn't help but think he couldn't see or hear from the beginning when he spoke.

"So it's great that she can live like this..."

"No! You're saying the Retsu Doll is pitiful!!"

Until the end, Gon, immersed in narcissism, did not let Retsu say anything imposed on him, interrupting his words, even if he couldn't understand, even if he screamed until his throat was hoarse, he couldn't hear his words. Still pushing.

"If I can only live like your Doll, then I can't live like that!"

Gon was so angry that he couldn't forgive Omokage and wanted to completely deny what Omokage had done, suddenly shouting, but no matter how you listen to it, these are cruel words to Retsu.

This statement completely negated Retsu, who was present.

This is why Retsu looked hurt by Gon's remarks.

Seeing this, Killua sighed with emotion at the cruelty of his best friend being too honest and too pure, and punched Gon on the back of his head.

Gon, suddenly struck from behind, was furious and looked around blankly. Killua ignored him for the moment and followed his best friend as usual.

She continued to doubt, but of course she wanted to be "friends" with them, and shouted at him loudly.

"Hey, let us! This idiot is an idiot, so I said something that would deny you, but that's not true!!"

The only thing this guy wants to deny is Omokage's claim! Even so, you said things like 'I didn't live out the truth,' but you are definitely a Doll who is a 'real thing' based on the sister called Omokage... even if it is a 'Forgery,' you were born. So don't fake your feelings!

All the memories inside you might belong to the real Retsu, but the feelings born from them are yours, and the memories from your birth until now are undoubtedly yours, I don't know!!"

What is it, 'I wish I could sleep like that'! Don't you like being Together with Gon? Are you faking that feeling and the desire to be friends!?"

Gon heard Killua's words, finally realized how bad his remarks were, and felt confused behind him.

The complexion of Retsu, who had been hanging her head since appearing here, changed.

Her eyes were still tightly closed, but the sadness, despair, and helplessness on her face were gone, making her look slightly dull.

It was a very human girl's face.

Killua was relieved that she could still make that face, that her heart was not yet dead, and continued to speak.

Ask Retsu.

"Say it! If you want to properly live out the 'truth,' say what you want to do, what you think, your own 'truth'!"

Even if you are a Forgery Doll, if there is still 'truth' in you! If you want to be 'real,' if you want to live, say it!"

Retsu did not answer the question. I cannot speak. I can't think of any words.

Killua's words swirled in her mind, and her own thoughts did not surface at all.

"………………I……"

Then, probably encouraged by Killua's words, Gon threw away the confusion of a few seconds ago, stood beside Killua, and shouted. Appealing.

Tell Retsu the "truth" for Gon.

"Retsu! For me, 'Retsu' is Retsu!

My friend said, 'The dead Omokage sister is real,' not saying 'Toy Doll Forgery' let's go!

For me, the only real and true Retsu is my friend Retsu! This is my 'truth'!!"

Hearing this, Retsu's expression changed.

A face that looked like it was about to cry, actually not sadness, but a light shining out from the Pitch Darkness, like a hand reaching out to someone who couldn't stand up. Turning into a face, Retsu took a step forward and shouted.

"——, Gon! Killua! I am——!?"

But Retsu's voice, Retsu's "truth," did not come out of her mouth.

Although she was about to shout something, her mouth moved as if it had been suddenly turned off, making no sound at all.

Retsu realized this and said, "Why!?" She covered her throat with her face, opened her mouth, and opened her mouth wide, shouting something over and over again, but as expected, there was only the sound of breathing in her mouth. I just didn't.

"... Retsu. Even if your 'heart' is real, you are still my 'Doll.' Don't forget that."

Omokage approached and told her sister, who had somehow managed to squeeze out her voice, the "truth."

Even if that "heart" was given freedom, she herself was not given "freedom."

While singing "For Sister" and "Let's be happy Together," Omokage hurt her sister, despaired, and in this rotten game, anger reached the point of exploding.

Open your mouth before the anger explodes.

Since Retsu went crazy, Sora remained silent again, and shouted loudly: "Stop!", saying calmly.

"——Retsu. Please don't forget me."

Omokage stole my voice, stole the "truth" I wanted to convey to Gon and Killua, and thanks to them, my dying heart regained its vitality. Sora said in a gentle voice.

"Even if you lose your voice, please don't forget what Gon and Killua said, your 'truth' was born from their words. Even if you despair now, deny it. If you throw it away and forget it, then you, everything about you, will become 'fake'."

Tohsaka Rin. Don't think 'this is my fault'."

The bad one is that pervert. It's a pity, but it's your brother's fault, he is trash with no ability to take care of people... there is nothing wrong with you, you don't have to protect your brother, belittle him, and turn him into a fake. His words are worthless... so please don't despair."

I can't stop crying. However, in helpless despair, "Ah, I cannot 'live out the truth' after all," I scooped up the "truth" that I was about to fall into the deepest Abyss.

This is the same word Hami said to the despairing Retsu before visiting this mansion.

Sora shouldn't know that her sister also said something similar, but even so, Sora, like Hami ten minutes ago, said in a gentle and sad voice.

"You are valuable," he said, pointing out Retsu's mistake of continuing to underestimate her own value.

Even so, Retsu sobbed while raising her face, dispelling the despair Omokage had brought her.

"... The atmosphere is completely opposite, but you sisters are really alike!

But, Sora! Do you know!? Your sister once said the same thing to Retsu as you did to protect her, but she only treated you as her real sister, as 'Root Material'!"

The only reason she protected you while she was alive was not to lose you, you were precious Material she needed for her own purpose!!"

Retsu knew what Omokage wanted to say, so Retsu struggled and whispered to him, "Stop!" and did not smear Omokage's words.

Omokage, who originally only wanted to hurt them and deny their claims, suddenly told a story that didn't need to be told at all.

Completely opposite to Sora's "answer."

Cruel, but in their family, it is common sense of values derived from "truth," and the two who know why Sora doesn't want to see Hami, of course, Gon and Killua are also Omokage. As expected, I looked at Hami with a hurt face, just like myself who was thought to be just "Material."

However, Hami of course didn't just stare at them tightly, as if sticking to herself, saying "Isn't this a lie?", but looked blank, as if saying she had nothing to think about.

Such a reaction increased Omokage's frustration, who had been slightly relieved by Gon's reaction, once again.

If it were just Hami's reaction, I would have been used to Omokage, so I could ignore it, but I was angry because I couldn't ignore it. Unlike the people around her, she didn't look like she was hurt.

Sora answered with the expressionless face almost covered by bandages on her sister.

"How is it?"

Kurapika and Leorio knew it was impossible for him not to be hurt.

Knowing this "answer" is more terrifying than anything, which is why I didn't want to see him, but Sora still said it.

"You compare yourself to that idiot sister, you are thinking 'I am better than this guy,' aren't you?

Don't be stupid. You mean the sea? Like you, entering the Root using me as Material, being useful to myself is my happiness; I would rather be used up by myself than be used up by other incompetent Magic users. Do you also like me, or are you using me as a shield to justify what you are trying to do?

I don't have to. Umi is a true Magic user, only seeking the Root out of satisfying her own curiosity. I have not despaired of "Magic users"!

Umi is a Demon, a Demon, an idiot, so you can insult me all you want, but don't use my sister as an excuse to deny that you are trash!!"

Even though his "answer" was rejected, even though he was told he was nothing more than "Material," Sora did not despair, but instead expressed anger toward Omokage.

I do not allow my sister to be used as Material for self-defense.

Not for my sister, but for myself.

I hate it, I don't want to let go, but I decided not to let go. Because this is my sister's sincere pride, she insists on the obvious, as "the trash called a Magic user."

So, even if I let him insult my sister, I cannot endure the shirking of responsibility, my sister being treated as a dwarf, an excuse to look down and not look high.

In a sense, he could buy Sora's anger, just as Omokage expected, but contrary to Omokage's expectations, he was not hurt, but accepted it, and pointed out that Omokage's pride was just a small piece of paperwork. Omokage bit his lip again. Not realizing in the humiliation that this was a form of self-destruction.

Sora's anger turned the despair of stopping her friends, companions, and irreplaceable people into anger that lifted her head to look forward.

"……I have already understood, it's useless to talk to you!"

"Yeah, that's right, compared to this guy, a dog can say a lot of things."

"Old man, Gon and Sora's eyes.

"……Wait for it. Soon! I will definitely help you!!"

Even if I show off my dolls, I am not afraid, nor am I afraid of the workmanship. They did not despair, and Omokage's self-esteem was hurt the most, but he did not waver. Do not hesitate.

Knothole'sEye had long since lost its way, and no amount of denial of the most serious blindness would lead him astray.

"Hehehe... don't misunderstand, you came earlier than scheduled, I originally wanted to invite you.

Of course, not to return, but to receive."

Even if Sora confronts him, he should be the one who understands the most, but he himself no longer knows the contradictions and bankrupt arguments in his own heart.

"Just as I said just now, Kurapika, Killua, Leorio... your eyes are very suitable for Retsu's eyes.

Except for himself, everyone understands that this is by no means for Retsu, a desire the same as the Human Collector that Kurapika hates most, but only Omokage himself believes in this untenable reason and doubts it, but instead opens his hands and speaks boldly.

I know, but when we saw that kind of shattering again, the five of us including Sora were stunned, but even so, we only saw what we wanted to see, and therefore, Omokage twisted the facts in his mind, perhaps explaining that they finally realized their situation was desperate, and then announced it to them with an ugly, twisted smile.

"Huhuhu... as expected, you came to this step because you care about each other. Human kindness is a wonderful thing, really...

Come, give me your eyes too! Let it become Retsu's eyes and my Collection!"

With Omokage's opening declaration, the Gas Lamp in the hall lit up all at once, and the dolls waiting beside him, other than Retsu, also began to move.

Everyone twisted their faces at the dolls created by their own hearts, and watching their painful expressions, Omokage muttered ecstatically.

"This world is a stage, everyone is an actor, hehe... hehehe..."

Omokage did not notice that Umi was listening to that muttering again, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

(Yes. This also applies to you, Omokage.)

He mocked Omokage, who was completely like a stage director and audience.

He did not notice

I am also on this stage etude is a character actor human I couldn't help but laugh, I didn't realize I was not in a position where I could move or just watch and not get hurt.

Deciding the ending Deus ex machina broke out Umi was the only one who noticed that her hand had already reached Omokage's throat.

Mr. Kurapika, the original author of the resumed serialization, is very serious and struggling, so I really want to kneel on the ground and say: "I'm sorry, my serialization is like this...".

And next time, or rather, the next time, is because Serious and Cereal are busy with the level difference and frequency of the roller coaster because of the Shikiori sisters. Also, sister Umi is more serious, towards Hisoka

Harassment, I don't know either.