Chapter 66: The Seventh Person

"... Hmm, my suggestion had the opposite effect, and I am sad."

Saying this, Sora took a sip of iced tea through a straw.

Sitting across from Sora, Killua rested his chin on his hand and looked at him, asking.

"... Sora. Since when did you know about Kastro's ability?"

The battle between Hisoka and Kastro ended with Kastro's death, as Hisoka's prophecy made him dance frantically and become a victim of Hisoka's Playing Cards.

Afterwards, the two were thinking about the match while drinking tea at the Arena's cafe.

In Sora's view, the previous monologue was the entirety of that match.

Because he did not want to see something with a bad aftertaste, Kastro did not listen to the suggestion of "don't fight, because if you lose you will die," or the suggestion he gave you, if you are going to fight at all. Just like that, Sora's advice also became a prophecy and he died.

The reason Kastro lost his composure and was so confused by Hisoka's tricks was likely not just because of Hisoka's eloquence and power, but also because of what Sora had said earlier.

But Killua still did not understand Sora's suggestion.

Not knowing why he was so sure Kastro would lose, even though he had never seen him fight before, Killua decided to ask about the part that bothered him to dispel his doubts.

The first question was, when did Sora know about Kastro's ability?

Throughout the match, Sora looked bored and did not react to most of what happened.

"Hisoka froze, and just as he extended his remaining left hand while his lost right arm was recovering, he didn't react either, his eyes even turned white, I was just watching."

Even when Kastro's ability was revealed, Sora was not surprised at all.

So Killua thought, she must have noticed Kastro's ability very early, and based on the timing of the realization, she could understand the "don't fight" suggestion.

Sora has the same ability technique seeds as Hisoka; if I could understand it, I think I would suggest it to him, because I can understand his weaknesses.

Sora's answer was immediate.

"When he doubled in the match."

"With my eyes, although 'lines' and 'points' are manifestations of Nen Ability, if it is not a living thing or matter, unless I try a little harder, I cannot see it. It goes in. It looks like there are no 'lines' or 'points'."

"So, usually, even if Kastro appeared for an instant, you would think it was an illusion or imagination, but this is without a doubt, I just knew he used Nen to create a Double."

However, I noticed it very early, but later than Killua thought.

I thought he might have noticed it when he met Kastro before the match, but looking back, Kastro called out to Killua from behind, letting Sora come into the room.

As expected, unlike me, I wasn't teased for using a Double, but there was no way I could have noticed it at that time.

However, if he didn't realize Kastro's Nen Ability and its main flaw at the time, he couldn't explain why he was so confident Kastro would lose: "Then why were you so sure Kastro would lose?"

The answer to this question was also immediate.

"In an interview I saw before the match."

"A person who says 'if there is no chance of winning, I won't fight' is impossible to defeat Hisoka."

Sora spoke as if it were a matter of course, but Killua didn't quite remember that interview, so he asked, "Did you say that?" and "What's wrong with that answer?"

Sora sat across from Killua, extended a finger from the straw, and spoke like a teacher.

"This is also a good opportunity to remember, Killua. You and Kastro are the same type here, so you might make the same mistake."

"Killua. It is not a bad thing for us to have 'expectations' and 'predictions' for the future, and to make 'plans' and 'goals.' But you cannot let it be 'confirmed.' Do not fix the shape of the future into one shape."

"Because the future is formless, it is invincible. A 'fixed' future is easily destroyed, and once destroyed, the future is likely to be lost. Just like Kastro today."

Killua felt a bit annoyed after receiving the same advice as Kastro.

I certainly know, I am the type of person who would never fight a battle without a chance of winning, it seems unpleasant to blow away pity.

Also, in the first place, I didn't know the meaning and intention of Sora's words, "the future is invincible because it is formless."

"That is why you don't need to think too much. Just like that, like that."

"No matter how many expectations or predictions you have for the future, no matter if you set a precise schedule or a specific goal, an unexpected event one second later will turn them into an impossible picture in an instant. It is about forgetting that it is unpredictable and unknowable, but it is an 'invisible' thing that is sure to come, and making a 'certain' decision that 'the future must be like this'."

"'Deciding' the future is just stopping thinking. Casting aside all other possibilities, going to visit someone who is waiting for the future, you decide to come to him face down with your mouth open like a little bird, sooner or later it will become a choice destined to fail."

"Remember the Kastro battle today? He said: 'As long as I have a Double, I won't lose. I will definitely win,' that is why I would easily destroy it with Hisoka and lose my future."

Finally understanding what Sora wanted to say, Killua remembered the battle between Hisoka and Kastro.

"Kastro's ability, rather than being discovered by him, that was the first time he killed. If he had stayed calm, even if he didn't win, he could have fought better."

Perhaps as a hint, Sora said while stirring the contents of the cup with a straw, making the ice cubes make a crackling sound.

As she said, Hisoka said Kastro's ability "if you know the story, it's no big deal," but this might have been a provocation to eliminate his calm.

If the story is known, it is just an unusable surprise attack or bait, and the ability to bring it into a 2-on-1 fight should have been fully utilized in the matches in this arena.

Originally, he shouldn't have used the Double as bait, but should have used himself as bait and launched an attack like at the beginning.

If the Double is bait and the main body is the attacker, the Double can be erased at will, but the main body cannot disappear or teleport, and if it can be manifested somewhere, even if you know the main body is the bait, it will be hard to predict where the substitute as the main attacker will attack from. Even harder.

I couldn't think of anything, and couldn't apply it to that extent, I could only describe the way Sora said "thinking stopped," because he was confused by Hisoka's power and words.

Against Kastro, Hisoka saw through the opponent's ability, he didn't know the seeds or tricks, but at the cost of one arm.

Killua believed from the bottom of his heart that Kastro, who had stopped thinking, could not defeat Hisoka, who had not given up "thinking," even though it was an unusual method.

Regarding Sora's prophetic advice, his failure was because of sticking to the "future" and "fixing" it as the method of "using the Double as bait, the main body attacks," Killua was sure of this time. I was deeply convinced.

When Killua came up with the application for Kastro's ability, Sora reached out and stroked Killua's head, petting it complimentarily while laughing.

As usual, his face turned slightly red, he loosened his hand with a "uzee" sound, but Sora of course didn't need to worry, and continued in a familiar tone.

"But that's not all. This ability is more versatile."

"Simple things are easier than complex things, small things are easier than big things, whether it is manifestation or manipulating aura. That is why Hisoka said, 'If you can manifest only the tip of your wrist or the tip of your ankle, instead of your whole body, 【Capacity Memory】 can save a lot, and even in battle it is very likely that it can be applied and newly designed.'"

"First of all, it doesn't have to be the shape of an arm or a leg. However, it is also possible to launch a sudden attack from the blind spot of those fluttering clothes, and if it is more mobile than the Double, a mass of aura is enough."

"Or rather, the wisest thing might be to withdraw the Double and use all the aura used for it to strengthen one's own body."

"Hisoka's ability is specialized in mid-to-long-range fighting, just bringing it into zero-distance fighting can seal most of the advantages of his ability."

Sora said after adding Killua's application that he couldn't think of it, because Killua had stopped training and learning just in case, because he was dating Gon.

The deep, cold, midnight-blue eyes that lacked even a shred of pity were speaking.

"Even though there should have been so many 'futures,' he still lost, because he only insisted on one 'future' and 'Fixed' it."

Hisoka made me lose the composure to think about these possibilities, but if I hadn't stopped my thoughts from the very beginning by saying "I believe I will win," I would have lost that level of trembling from my composure; I couldn't break it, it was just that my right arm reviving was too impossible, my brain had gone cold.

"So, Killua. Calculating the odds of winning or making a 【Suggestion】 is never a bad thing, but you shouldn't stop thinking because of the odds of winning. Even if I can't kill it later, if it's repaired, you see, it will become something anyone other than me can kill."

There was no trace of mockery or contempt in his voice or eyes.

From the beginning, when she didn't listen to her 【Suggestion】, she stopped viewing Kastro as a "person."

This is because if you treat him as a "person," you will be unable to understand his death; Killua understood that this was because of human kindness.

However, this is why she came up with a solution that didn't view him as a "person," and this woman, who executed it so naturally that it was doubtful whether she was even aware of it, was a kind and good person, but before that, she was already at a loss; this was clearly him going crazy for no reason.

Although he realized this, and although he felt a chill down his spine at Sora's madness, Killua still looked back into Sora's eyes.

Speaking of Kastro's eyes, they did not reflect a "person."

However, seeing into "himself," a soft light flashed.

Killua did not want a weak "stranger" who would break her heart even more.

"……I will remember that."

Although it might hurt my broken heart even more, if you still view me as a "person," I hope you think "I won't hurt you" instead of "I don't mind if you hurt me." I swore to follow her 【Suggestion】.

At Killua's honest reply, Sora was taken aback, but Killua smiled before complaining, so Killua awkwardly bit on a straw.

Watching the smiling Killua, Sora suddenly remembered, and said with a bitter smile that seemed sympathetic.

"Ah... but looking back now, I said some bad things about Kastro."

"If I was too afraid of Hisoka, to the point that I made him have the worst ability, I should have done something; I am reflecting on it now."

"Are you afraid?"

Killua felt this evaluation was more of an insult to Kastro than the way he spoke, but seeing Killua's reaction, Sora widened his eyes and asked back: "Huh? Didn't you notice?"

"What is it?"

When Killua answered Sora's question with another question, Sora took a sip of iced tea before answering.

"When Kastro wasn't discovered by the 【Double】, he acted as a decoy, and once discovered, he let the 【Double】 perform the solo attack; all the dangerous roles were left to the 【Double】."

"A..."

Being told, I noticed.

It surfaced in my mind.

To be fair, neither Killua nor Sora knew about Kastro.

Nevertheless, the brief pre-match conversation and interaction with Hisoka indicated that Kastro was an impulsive person.

Killua had a sense of incongruity; he seemed to like the word "fair and just," but he chose 【Double】, a rather cowardly ability, depending on how you look at it.

Killua, who did not yet know the 【Aura】 system, could not grasp the identity of the discomfort, but still felt it was strange.

Of course, it was interesting.

In Sora's view, it should have been an 【Enhancer】.

【Aura】 is 【Spiritual Energy】... whether you call it soul or life, it doesn't matter. Prejudice and selfishness.

For example, 【Enhancer】 is the simple type, 【Transmuter】 is the twisted type; that kind of personality is that kind of personality, and vice versa. It's the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg; I don't know, because it came, and Sora didn't have specific statistics to investigate, so I don't have any basis, but I think it's more credible than blood type diagnosis.

Anyway, if the 【Aura】 system itself has the possibility of being influenced to some extent by a person's personality and spirituality, then no matter how many people can correctly teach him about "Nen," he has already reached the "beginning." In his own way, "from" shows a person's spirituality in a way that is easier to understand than lineage.

Most of the time, they obtain incompatible abilities, but when no one guides them correctly, there is almost always someone who has a strong feeling like Guido.

If you don't have something you are particularly obsessed with, even if you don't get proper guidance, it usually won't be as compatible as Kastro's ability.

However, considering his personality and profession, as an excellent martial artist, choosing a simple body-strengthening technique would be much more natural than choosing a technique like 【Double】, even without anyone's guidance, and even without knowing his own 【Aura】 system. Even if he shouldn't have, he still possessed Kastro's 【Double】 ability.

Sora's behavior in the earlier match clearly and cruelly explained the reason for this.

The application of the "main body acting as a decoy" that Killua thought of, and the method Sora mentioned of "【Recapture】 the 【Double】, use 【Aura】 to strengthen the body," the fact that Kastro didn't think of it—its form was too beautiful. It made sense.

No one knows if I realized it, but it wasn't because I didn't think of it, but because I didn't want to do it from the beginning. The ability 【Double】 is it.

"You must have been very scared, Hisoka."

Sora leaned on his cane and concluded calmly.

There was no longer any sympathy in those eyes.

Although I was scared, I should have obtained this ability because I didn't want to die. I guess it was just a parting gift because I was told.

On the contrary, she seemed somewhat puzzled.

She continued to accelerate and collapse, even if she collapsed she wouldn't stop, continuing to dream of her own death to avoid the death one second later. Even so, I still don't understand why I decided on the future, or why I stopped thinking; my indigo eyes were round.

Killua's reaction to Sora's reaction was a cramped smile.

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"Sora, do you want to stay again today?"

"Yes, that's what I mean."

After finishing the dinner Sora made, the three of them cleaned up, and as soon as Gon asked, Sora answered immediately.

In response, Killua said, "Goodbye," but couldn't hide his joy.

Of course, Sora stayed in Gon's or Killua's suite in case of the dead found on the first day. Just when I thought it would be fine, Gon and Killua were different; regardless of whether they were honest people, they didn't seem to doubt whether they were happy to be with Sora all day.

Sora really didn't want to be separated from his two beloved younger brothers, so he teased Killua's tsundere nature and asked a slightly disgusting question, "Can't you feel at home when you're with me, Killua?"

"Since you said that, you can't relax! I'll let you sleep in the hallway!"

Knowing he was being teased, Killua was slightly angry and pulled Sora.

Watching the two playing, Gon muttered, "Even though you say that, Killua doesn't intend to go back to his room."

Just as Gon said, if Killua said Sora would stay in Gon's room, Killua would definitely stay in Gon's room and never return to his private room again.

It was exactly the same, so I didn't have any complaints, but because I felt I should be a bit more honest, I showed his usual adult bitter smile and was glared at by Killua.

This time, Sora smiled as he looked at the two of them and reached his hand out toward Killua.

"So, Killua, lend me the key. I'm going to take a shower."

When Sora stayed behind, I specifically went to borrow the Shower Room of a room I wasn't staying in.

Since Sora is the only female, this was to prevent any accidental incidents while changing clothes or showering... or not.

Rather, not only Killua, but Gon was also offended by Sora's attire after she finished showering, so they established this rule.

Of course, Sora didn't come out of the bathroom naked after showering, nor did she come out wrapped only in a Bath Towel; instead, she wore shorts and a bra... and her tank top was the one she wore during the Hunter Exam, not anything high-end, it was bikini-style like a swimsuit, and the Bath Towel she was wrapped in was also quite revealing, so Sora received a rather serious lecture from the two children.

Although I am shy about my feminine, cute appearance, I don't care about wearing revealing clothes or being seen. I think it's terrible.

A woman with such a mysterious sense of shame would naturally not expose so much in a hallway where who knows how many people walk, so after Sora finished showering, she would go to another room to cool down. Killua and Gon decided on a rule, so Sora still didn't seem to understand why they were so angry, but he still obediently followed the rule for the time being and asked for the key.

After being asked for the key, Killua blushed as if he had remembered what happened three days ago, handed it over, and left the room with a bag containing his change of clothes.

Just after leaving, the door to Gon's room opened again, and Sora's Goo was thrown inside.

"!? "

Seeing Sora's sudden action, I didn't even dare to say: "Who said you should handle things carefully?"

Gon and Killua rushed to the door, but Sora blocked the door with his body and ordered them not to go out!

"You two, don't go out!

As he said this, Sora took out some Jewel from his waist pouch that hadn't been thrown into the bag with the change of clothes and handed them over.

"Keep this by the door. Each of you has two others. Never let go."

Gon and Killua asked Sora, who was almost crying, about their own Magic Aura.

"Sora! What happened!? What are you going to do!?"

"Don't be stupid! You're always carrying things on your own!! Are we really that unreliable!?"

They were not frightened by Sora's desperation and actions, but were frustrated because they weren't being relied upon, and they pressed against Sora with faces that were about to cry.

Facing the two, Sora tilted his face apologetically, and then first apologized with a "sorry."

"I'm sorry. I didn't explain it properly, and I'm sorry for keeping silent.

Actually, something like a ghost lives here. The ghost wants to resurrect and is looking for a human body. You... especially Killua, are the best target for that ghost, and my eyes are the best at dealing with that ghost.

So, please. Wait here and let me protect you."

Sora gave a rather simple explanation, telling them they weren't completely unreliable and they weren't helpless, but begged her to hold onto him tightly.

I beg you to protect me.

Their plea emphasized their weakness; Gon and Killua both lowered their heads in frustration, feeling helpless, and clenched their fists.

I hate being protected. I want to say that we can fight too.

However, just a month ago, I made my best friend and the person who gave me the power of "Nen" worry and feel sad about a serious injury that might have cost me my life.

Gon cannot show such stubbornness.

Just a few hours ago, someone suggested that I shouldn't fix the future.

Far from calculating the odds of defeating the ghost, it seemed that the future known as the most "dangerous" would have to be sacrificed.

Killua couldn't even be stubborn.

So the two bit their lips, held back their tears, and told Sora.

"Absolutely, Sora, you can't be reckless either! Absolutely, absolutely, come back quickly!!"

"Finish it immediately!

He begged for a promise, threatening to end it immediately, suppressing an anxiety stronger than helplessness.

Sora stroked the two's hair, responding with his usual sunny smile, while their faces were about to stream with tears.

"Of course. I will finish it as soon as possible and then come back."

Seeing that smile, I finally let go of the two who had let out a sigh of relief, and closed the door.

Then, he took a disposable fork he had brought back from the cafe during the day out of his hoodie pocket and glared at the end of the hallway.

"... I thought if I made a move it would be around midnight, but you're impatient."

I noticed it as soon as I left the room.

Even Sora, who could barely earn "Yen," seemed to notice this, because Sora doesn't rely on "Yen."

Indulging in the root of his own madness, her deterrent instinct, her primitive desire of "not wanting to die," Sora felt that nothing else would end.

The thoughts of the dead fused multiple people, no longer possessing human sanity and reason, let alone selfish desires.

"I don't want to die" and "I want to resurrect." I kept looking for a Container to absorb and expand the aura.

When you resurrect, you might not remember much of what you wanted to do. The purpose is put before the means, becoming like a Disaster, a simple existence looking for a vessel.

Fortunately, it's not that anything can easily occupy a person's body, but Chaos itself, the egos of multiple people becoming cloudy and mixed together in a complex way.

Perhaps that person would take advantage of the emptiness in their hearts, and they themselves would be drawn into the Chaos, and their souls would be mixed into the Chaos, just like black mixed with any beautiful color would become a muddy color.

It is not an existence that can be used so easily, but when it is used, it's over. It is such a Disaster.

So Sora cannot leave her alone.

If I finally find it again, I have no intention of letting go.

That is why Sora approached the approaching sign and jumped out from the corner of the hallway.

What I saw at the end of that corner was—

"You"

Hisoka is a handsome man without makeup.

"Ahhhh!!"

Of course, seeing his natural enemy, which is 10 billion times more than the dead, appear, Sora let out a loud sound.

Amidst Sora's screaming, a warrior in another room accidentally came out of the room and shouted, "Let's go!"

Gon and Killua also obeyed the order, "Sora!?", "What happened!?", "What happened!?"

"Sorry! It's okay!! No, maybe that's it!"

For the moment, Sora tried to alleviate Gon and Killua's worries and answer, but perhaps because he panicked at the appearance of a natural enemy, he said he was not okay.

At Sora's answer, all the unrelated warriors silently closed their doors and locked them. She had no makeup on, so she didn't notice who she was talking to, but once she discovered he was a Magician, the thought of complaining about the noise seemed to vanish instantly.

After Gon and Killua paused for a moment, Killua got angry at Hisoka, and Hisoka made things even more complicated, shouting, "I died!"

He called out to Sora in a good mood, completely ignoring the cause of the chaos.

"Yah, long time no see, Sora, I missed you."

"Well, I never want to see you again in my life, so just go die now!! I mean, how are you here right now!?"

"I noticed Sora was watching us during the match today, so if Sora came all the way here, I thought I should say hello."

Hisoka ignored the desperate and unreasonable demands of the first half as usual, and in the second half, the bare-faced handsome man replied with a wicked smirk.

Unexpectedly, in a match with so many spectators, Hisoka saw Sora sitting in that large spectator stand, which gave Sora goosebumps all over.

That was all, Hisoka's fear had reached its limit, but Hisoka began to say things that could only be seen as Harassment toward Sora.

"But if Killua wasn't by my side, I wouldn't have noticed."

"Sora, is that a makeover? So pretty, the scenery is super great, I want to show it off to the lights, can I take a picture?"

"Where are you looking at!?"

Feeling the bloodlust and the incomparably disgusting gaze spreading all over his body, Sora hugged his own body and screamed.

Seeing Sora like this, the Magician who was happy breathed a sigh of relief and replied.

"Mainly the legs."

"I didn't ask you a question!! Don't answer! Don't look!!"

I replied while looking at Sora's beautiful legs set off by shorts and knee-high socks.

If Gon and Killua saw this scene, they would understand that Sora was not shy about exposing himself, but simply didn't care, because he didn't think Gon and Killua would look at him that way. Anyway, it was a complicated trust. For Killua.

And even if he understood that this was a common sense of shame, Killua would be angry at Sora's defenselessness, and Gon would definitely hold his head.

This woman covered her legs with teary eyes, but didn't expect that as long as she pulled down her hoodie, her chest would open, revealing a red bikini-style showy bra and slender cleavage.

Hisoka nodded, admiring the beautiful scenery without pointing it out.

"By the way, Sora, do you know?"

This question was too simple and meaningless, but Sora clicked his tongue, perhaps because he didn't like the fact that he could understand what he wanted to say.

"... Don't make me wipe your ass, Mad King. Seriously, I beg you, take responsibility, go die."

"Ah, it's all my fault."

Sora's complaint did not answer the question; Hisoka smiled irritably and glanced behind him... or more accurately, diagonally behind him.

Sora also frowned, clicked his tongue again, and then looked at the same place as Hisoka... the window, and said.

The window rattled and shook violently.

On the 200th floor, the only window shaking like a strong wind was hitting it.

"Hisoka. You are the culprit, so take responsibility, work, and die."

Sora knew from the beginning.

Death Nen is a fusion of many people, not a group of people gathered together, only the regrets of "I don't want to die" and "I want to be reborn."

If there were only so many commonalities, then in Heaven's Arena, human death is not a common occurrence, but it cannot be said to be rare, and the Dead Spirit fuses more people. It should be.

Although the departure of "Death Nen" is indeed hopeless, not all people are universally powerful, and without exception, hopeless.

It can be said that truly powerful Death Nen are mostly Nen Users who have perfected their "Nen" using their own personal ability "Hatsu" as a template.

In the final struggle of dying, the Death Nen awakened by people who have just awakened "Nen," ninety percent of them cannot exert their abilities normally, because ninety percent of them cannot maintain the huge energy created there by death. It is not.

The so-called "Earthbound Spirit" just stands where they died, constantly expressing resentment for not wanting to die or the cause of their death, and cannot function normally as a "Nen Ability." "Death," this is not uncommon. In a place where many humans die, there are usually only one or two corpses.

So, naturally, in Heaven's Arena, there are many "ghosts," which can be said to be the lowest class of this kind of "Deadmind." It is no exaggeration to say that there is at least one person on every floor.

Even so, although it is a Dead Spirit that absorbs the souls of the dead, although this is the best feeding ground, the number is less than 6, less than two digits. If so, I immediately understood that this is not something that can be absorbed unconditionally.

"I don't want to die" and "I want to be resurrected" are not conditions for absorbing Deadmind.

That kind of thing is like the minimum requirement for a ghost, or something like a "Death God" that an ordinary person can create. I almost unconditionally agreed to this.

... From Sora's perspective, I knew from the beginning that there was at least one more condition to absorb and fuse, but knowing that condition didn't give the Dead Spirit any advantage, and I was interested. I didn't, so I was too lazy to check, but in today's match, I found that I didn't need Killua's information, to be precise.

"8 wins, 3 losses, 6 KO. The number of KOs is the number of dead people."

With this, there is no reason not to notice.

The afterlife is a collection of people killed by specific people.

Six people... no, seven of them are connected by a primitive desire of "not wanting to die" and a desire for revenge against the person who killed them.

The main reason Sora advised him not to fight was just because he didn't want to create more trouble with Dead Spirit fusion.

At the same time, I didn't stop it strongly because I thought it might be easy.

Sora hoped that the chaos that would be difficult for even Sora, who is good at finding "impossible things," to discover would happen on its own, and this became a reality.

Not as good as Gon and Killua, but today's victims and companions are "Containers" worthy of accommodating them.

Terrible and tattered, but Sora was sure they would sneak into the "Container" they eventually found.

If you get a "Container," you lose the power of physical interference and use inert chaos to mess things up. This is why Sora didn't stop him strongly, because he had an inhuman expectation that he might find something he couldn't find.

The window shook.

No, it was no longer a cute thing like swaying.

I heard a banging sound.

Some people were trying to force the window open by banging on it.

The 200th floor, a skyscraper, let alone the balcony, a window without iron bars to prevent it from falling.

Although the other windows were quiet, only the window closest to Hisoka and Sora showed spiderweb-like cracks; although the fine cracks made the window murky, it was still shaking violently, making noise.

Sora's cold sky-blue eyes and Hisoka looked happily at the "thing" stuck to the window, tilting its head back, trying to slam it against the window. Rice field.

——Drew a picture, eyes blurred, without focus, just staring at Kastro.

Sora and Hisoka were both uninterested in where the morgue was, so they didn't know, but it probably wasn't on that floor.

The evidence was that the fingertips Kastro used to climb the outer wall had almost all the flesh scraped off, far from the nails, with the bones exposed.

However, even with such a large wound, the bleeding itself was minimal.

No wonder. The blood flow in his body had long since stopped, and his blood had likely already coagulated.

Not even alive.

This was just a carcass.

This is the reason why I am not satisfied.

This is a temporary Container obtained by the "Content" that has lost its physical interference ability to perform interference temporarily.

They knew there was a "Container" more suitable for holding their "Contents" than this carcass, so they just used it temporarily to obtain that "Container," even if it was a bit damaged.

No, perhaps what you are looking for is not a "Container."

However, "they" might have already sensed that there was a "repentance" connecting them Together, just taking the shortest route.

The Death God Magician who harvests his own life and the "Container" that can hold them.

There is no reason not to go to the floor where they are gathered.

Kastro's "corpse" clung to the window frame, using its head to smash through the window.

To be precise, it was an ugly thing rolling around with too much momentum.

I fell from my head to the floor, without even an Obstacle, and a frankly unpleasant sound came from my neck.

However, Kastro stood up like a puppet on a string.

With his head lowered, tilted at an angle it shouldn't turn, his overcast eyes looked around, like a marionette tangled in strings, and he, "they," were facing this direction.

Even in the face of such a nightmarish scene, Sora only sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Very good, Hisoka. I have become the person with a little bit of bone that you like."

"Hmm, bones have already lost their meaning, right?"

I know, if it weren't for me, this "Death God" could have escaped even if the corpse was destroyed, and I must find it again, but no matter how I think about it, this is Hisoka's fault, a multi-person fusion, one more today, he has to deal with the feelings of seven dead people including Kastro, trying every possible way to cut off Sora's power, so Sora pushed Hisoka's back, pressed down on Kastro's zombie, and tried.

Responding to Sora's words, Hisoka looked at Kastro, whose neck was broken, and smiled sarcastically.

"Also, sorry Sora, I want to take responsibility, but..."

Hearing the word "responsibility," which was the least suitable for Hisoka and not very convincing, he felt a bit creepy, and goosebumps rose all over. With a smile that made me want to punch him, he skillfully spoke wakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwakiwaki Finger.

"Sorry, I haven't fully recovered yet, so I might not be able to be serious."

Undoubtedly, this person could have defeated Kastro without sacrificing his hands, but he wasn't as "tasty" as he had imagined. "I can't go out," he said.

He was a person who never caused trouble.

Sora smiled and gave a thumbs up to the annoying Magician, his face serious for a moment.

I smiled and said, my eyes not smiling at all.

"No, it's a good opportunity, take this chance to die!!"

"I really like the way you encourage me to commit suicide."

Of course, neither Sora's full-force pleading nor his straightforward sarcastic remarks moved this man.