Chapter 79: I Hate It

"Oh, impressive! It's truly pure white. Are these all eggs? Ah~~!!"

Following Shalnark's suggestion, Uvogin took a large gulp of Beer, detoxifying and expelling the leech eggs planted inside his body by the Shadow Beasts.

And after feeling refreshed, he came to his senses and said with a blank face.

"I've kept you waiting."

Kurapika ignored Uvogin's words.

Uvogin also ignored the fact that he was being ignored, drank the Beer in his hand in one gulp, and while crushing an empty steel can with one hand, asked.

"I want to ask you one thing, who are you?

I'm not an ordinary user... I can feel a special intent in your heart."

Even though it was an aluminum can, Kurapika showed the result of a beer can compressed to a degree that a human hand could not withstand, but Kurapika ignored it and answered with his usual expressionless face.

"To answer that question, you must ask in return."

As I spoke, I took off the Kurta folk costume that resembled a Mantle and skirt, and asked again while striking a dynamic pose.

"Do you remember the people you killed?"

"A little. Hmm, if it's someone who left an impression on you, you won't forget.

After all, revenge? Whose funeral is it?"

Kurapika's question was the answer to his own question, so Uvogin asked casually.

Kurapika's nerves were being forcefully stroked by his attitude, which showed that none of this was an apology to him, and to him, it was nothing more than small talk, but no emotion flowed across his face. Heart.

However, he remained expressionless, answering calmly and indifferently.

"Kurta Tribe."

"? You don't know."

"A minority ethnic group in the Luxor Region, with scarlet eyes. About five years ago, they were attacked by you."

Hearing Kurapika's words, the other party tilted his head in confusion and answered.

"Beauty of the day? What is that? Is it the name of a Treasure?

This is bad, but I don't remember. Five years ago, I should have participated."

Even if it wasn't Senritsu, even if he hadn't used Dowsing Chain, it wasn't a lie.

"When you kill someone who has nothing to do with you... you... what on earth are you thinking, what do you feel?"

Even Kurapika himself didn't know what kind of answer he was expecting.

However, even if I could anticipate this answer, it was still not something I could endure.

"Nothing else."

With this direct answer, I definitely heard the sound of something snapping in the back of my head.

I knew that expressing hatred and anger would make me happy, so I didn't want to make myself feel more uncomfortable, so the expressionless face I had been maintaining collapsed.

"Damn it."

I repeat what I already know.

"Pay back with death."

I have no other choice.

People would think that if this person survived the massacre between the gangs and the underworld last night, they would only cause tragedy and harm.

Most importantly, although Kurapika is an enemy of his compatriots, there is a reason why he cannot let his opponent live.

Senritsu said.

This person is going to fight the "Red Coat". I am fascinated.

Knowing that the reason for fighting the hatred with Kurapika is revenge, a madman like Hisoka, gleefully telling her that his greatest joy is taking revenge on bastards like Kurapika... Sora. I cannot forgive that I was... fascinated.

Like her compatriots, she could not forgive those who tried to take her away from her for selfish reasons.

And I cannot accept the fact that a person who took it away and forgot it without leaving anything behind is now living in front of me.

So I decided to kill him.

Picking.

Without a doubt, I chose it of my own free will.

I have no regrets. I chose it because I was sure that not killing her would definitely be worse, and I would continue to feel anxious about her being taken away.

(... So it's okay.)

Yes, I said in my heart.

The person who asked anxiously appeared in my mind.

Kurapika answered Sora, and Sora asked, "Do you really agree?"

(It's not your fault, this is what I chose voluntarily.)

That was my sincerity from the bottom of my heart, so I told her directly who was living in my heart.

... But Sora's complexion did not change.

Sora inside Kurapika just listened to his answer, with a pitiful face...

Kurapika couldn't stand that face and looked away.

I looked away and concentrated on the choice I had made, the battle, as if to get rid of something, to deceive me.

"Hey, Kurapika. Are you really-"

"Capture, complete."

The conclusion came too quickly.

Only enough time had passed.

Originally, Kurapika had no desire to engage in long-term combat using typical Enhancement-type power, but because the target opponent assumed he was a Manipulation-type, even if it was for the second time.

The bones in my left arm shattered into fragments, but this is my "Absolute Time" which can be said to be used with ".

Kurapika's "Chain Jail" once again bound Uvogin, who was restrained by "", and Uvogin glared at Kurapika with bloodshot eyes, letting out a beast-like roar.

Unlike last night, when he was poisoned and couldn't even move his chains, he probably understood how desperate his current situation was; being nearly perfect yet unable to move was a desperate predicament.

However, what was in those eyes was not despair, nor helplessness, but anger and suspicion.

Of course it is. From the opponent's perspective, I can only think about what kind of moves I used.

Although the Conjuration System and the Enhancement System do not have good compatibility, the defensive power capable of withstanding one's own attacks is already close to the limit of the Enhancement System; the conjured thought chain can restrain oneself, so it might as well be wearing a red coat.

I have already seen an impossible example, so I will not deny that reality is "impossible" and escape and stop thinking. Uvogin, who possesses a muscular brain, admits to himself and others that he is quite witty in battle.

"You don't seem to understand."

"'The current me' is a Specialist type."

"!!"

To Uvogin, Kurapika took off his colored contact lenses and answered.

Revealing his Scarlet Eyes, which were burning with blood.

Seeing those eyes, the opponent finally remembered Kurapika's "Scarlet Eyes" and the "Kurta Tribe".

"... Those eyes! I just remembered. Those guys whose eyes turn red whenever they get angry!!"

Ah, this is a difficult job. Those guys were so strong... Survivors? It's burning... Your grudge and my superhuman strength, let's see who is stronger!!"

However, the opponent would not feel guilty or remorseful just because they remembered it. Instead, they remembered that they were worth fighting, worth killing, and the humiliated, twisted face of being captured turned into joy.

Even now, even if I apologized with a face full of guilt, it would only increase the hatred, so I don't want that kind of thing. Seeing the opponent's face full of humiliation, I just feel like I'm going to have fun. No.

However, he was even angrier that the unpleasantness of "joy" was exposed on the entire surface, and the Aura that could be put into the chains increased.

"... Heresy. Is that all you have in your head?"

Last night, when I asked "What happened to that red coat?", I said the same thing.

"I cannot break this chain like you."

His own hatred and anger, guilt and sense of mission, and "her sky, I won't let you mess it up," Uvogin said with a smile that he paid the price for it, including his own life as a tip.

"What do you think? I don't know."

With a fearless smile, he struggled desperately, using all his strength to break free from the chains covering his whole body.

However, no matter how I struggled, the not-so-thick chain on Kurapika's middle finger did not move.

Kurapika would let him give up and teach him more, because Uvogin shouting to tear off the chains was annoying.

I have no intention of making full use of it, so my "Chain Jail" has more secrets. I taught him the ability that can only be activated when he has Scarlet Eyes, which is different from the chains.

"Specialist System, my current ability power."

"Which system ability power can I realize 100%."

Although he said he would never let Sora impose on himself, Kurapika was also speechless to Sora. There really is no right to criticize.

Kurapika has a secret that he can never tell Sora.

This is this ability. "Absolute Time", which system ability power as a Specialist System, can extract 100%.

... Actually, foul play is not that convenient either.

When I tried the water divination in the Scarlet Eyes state, the result I got was that all systems reacted, but if I didn't make any vows or restrictions, if the Scarlet Eyes state was normal, it would be different. The system was also improved.

More, another ability power, if Kurapika were a personality type, he wouldn't make such a vow.

Kurapika's ability as an attribute system is too convenient for Kurapika; if he becomes stronger, he wants the power to fight alone.

This is why Kurapika paid the price to raise this ability to the level he wanted.

At the cost of one hour of life per second, it is as dirty and unimaginable as Sora's eyes for a Nen user. Ability power's.

"All system ability power can be extracted 100%...!?"

"Exactly."

Saying this, Kurapika tore off the sleeve of his left arm and threw it away.

After receiving Uvogin's "Hard" punch, he showed his swollen arm, which was better because it had no open fracture.

The moment the cross at the tip of the chain touched the wound, its self-healing ability was explosively strengthened and amplified, and the swelling on Kurapika's arm disappeared in an instant, and the color returned to normal.

Even Uvogin, who possesses the same Enhancement System and is undoubtedly a higher-level ability than Kurapika, did not develop a healing-type ability, so he could not recover to such an astonishing degree.

Nevertheless, Kurapika did it with a cold face, and Uvogin gritted his teeth in surprise and humiliation.

Kurapika was glaring at someone who didn't know he was trading time for life, but Kurapika's face was a burning scarlet, yet he ignored him with cold eyes; why bother to go out and take revenge on Uvogin alone? I'll teach you.

Ignore that person who suddenly appeared in your mind. Pretend not to see.

It is impossible for me to really do these two things; I want to get rid of them, while apologizing over and over in my heart to those who will never forgive me, and begging them not to cry because I don't cry. No need to forgive them. Being told.

"I chose you as my first opponent for several reasons."

When you were in the battle between the Mafia and the Shadow Beasts... your comrades didn't seem to help you at all. This proves that you prefer to fight alone, and you have earned great trust in battle. A one-on-one battle is also what I wanted. You did well on that point.

Even fighting a rocket launcher with bare hands, destroying enemies with just your own body. An Enhancer with absolute confidence in their own defense and attack power. This is an important opponent I must fight first.

Because, as a result, my "Chain Jail" but Phantom Troupe, I know if it applies to everyone."

With Kurapika's last words, impatience appeared on Uvogin's face for the first time, rather than anger or humiliation.

When he learned that the danger of this chain was not aimed at him alone, but at the existence of the Phantom Troupe, he began to panic for the first time.

Finally, I can't even say it's revenge out of personal feelings, but revenge equals relief, Phantom Troupe Spider, I guess he knows this is an act of putting himself in danger.

Uvogin said he had to tear off these chains and kill the person in front of him. Phantom Troupe Spider, she struggled with all her might with her hands and feet, but as Kurapika said, she was forced into an "Absolute" state, and the Aura on her body did not radiate at all.

Even so, if it were such a thick chain, Uvogin could tear it open without relying on Aura, relying only on his own strength, but that is the story of a real chain.

The size and thickness of the chain gave it an unimaginably dense Aura, and no matter how hard Uvogin tried, he could not tear the chain or shake it off.

Even so, Kurapika still dove into Uvogin's embrace, striking his right side with a fist full of Aura.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey...!"

He collapsed to the ground in pain, yet was held up by the Chain so he could not even fall; his scarlet eyes watched Uvogin, calmly recounting the results and the information obtained.

"It seems my attack power is slightly higher than a fist that is physically stronger than yours; this is very valuable information.

I have learned that if I can catch them, I can defeat the entire Phantom Troupe with my bare hands."

Uvogin glared at Kurapika's words with disgust.

Do you have the qualification to look at me like that? While Kurapika was enraged deep inside, he reconsidered that expressing his anger in such a way was foolish, and decided to suppress his emotions to focus on gathering intelligence.

"Let me tell you everything you know. Where are my friends?"

But Uvogin did not answer.

"Kill."

Kurapika ignored this demand, broke his left arm, and then asked another question.

"What other abilities do you have?"

"... Kill me."

Knowing this, I continued to speak.

I knew at a glance that this man would absolutely never leak news of his comrades.

He knew that everything he was doing was a waste of time, energy, and Aura.

I knew this was a waste of time.

Kurapika did not know what he was buying time for.

"... Hey, Kurapika. Are you really—"

I kept avoiding my eyes, because this was buying time for the "answer" to the hallucination she asked about.

How long has it been?

After spending more than twice the time he fought Uvogin in pointless torture, Kurapika finally could not take it anymore.

"............... It's really uncomfortable.

The sensation remaining in my hands, the harsh sound, the smell of blood. Everything triggers your nerves."

The hateful enemy who destroyed the Kurta Tribe.

Seeing him kill so many people like waste paper with my own eyes, I heard with my own ears that he thought of nothing.

Even if this person were handed over to the judicial authorities, there would be no other way but the death penalty. Even if they lived, they would only bring harm, and letting them live is even more sinful. Even if someone else killed this person, Kurapika could say that although he felt grateful, there was no way to blame him.

However, no matter how much I hurt her, the hatred would not disappear, and my heart would not be clear.

Seeing his face twisted in pain, he said even more angrily: "You have no qualification to feel pain!!"

Although this was undoubtedly my intention and choice, and I was able to predict how the result would turn out, Kurapika still shouted and questioned me.

"Why didn't you think about just doing it!! Feeling nothing at all!!

Answer me!!"

However, one leg of the Spider never realized Kurapika's wish.

"Kill."

In response, Kurapika inserted a Sword-shaped wedge attached to the tip of his little finger into Uvogin's chest.

"This is your last chance.

I have inserted the Judgment Chain wedge into your heart. If you violate the law I have set, the Chain will activate instantly and crush your heart!!"

The rule of the little finger Chain, the Judgment Chain, even if the tip of the "" pierced the heart, it slid in, and the Chain wrapped around the heart several times.

Although I have experienced this feeling myself, the fact that it belongs to someone else makes the discomfort incomparable.

It was truly too uncomfortable, even making me feel nauseous, but Kurapika told me I would try my best to suppress the feeling of vomiting.

"The established rule is 'answer my questions truthfully'!!... As long as you comply, it can let me live a little longer."

So stupid and foolish, I was cutting off my own life by doing this, and even though I said it myself, I almost laughed out loud.

This is neither your last chance nor your Suggestion. I know this is just a death sentence.

This guy will absolutely never betray his friends.

Kurapika conducting the interrogation while firmly believing this was not because he wanted information. Because I wanted to know that the Phantom Troupe are a group of Demons wearing human skin. Because I wanted to believe, I wanted him to be a piece of trash who would easily betray his comrades to extend his life by one second, so I tortured and interrogated him until his heart was exhausted by my torture.

I wanted him to be that kind of scrap.

... I did not want to think of him as a person who could choose not to provide information, even if it meant giving up his own life for his comrades.

I wanted him to be an "enemy" I could not understand at all.

I did not want to know that you feel the same way I do.

Kurapika gritted his teeth, shaking off his own guilt, realizing that compared to someone who wishes to die early rather than suffer torture for his comrades, he was a scumbag.

"............... What about the other companions—"

"Hey Kurapika"

I was able to get rid of the guilt.

But I could not get rid of this.

I could not let go.

I could not Escape.

No matter how you avoid your eyes or cover your ears, it still appears.

With a wounded look, a face that hurt more than her own wounds, she looked straight at Kurapika and asked.

"Are you really—"

Absolute is my first choice.

An answer I decided on myself, without any lies.

This is not a path I chose because of the sins I bear. By choosing that path, this is the sin I am prepared to shoulder.

Although it is true, I am standing here now by my own will, standing here by my own will, doing what I decided to do; everything should be real, real—

"Can you really be happy for this?"

This question has no answer.

I really want to kill you.

But I knew from the beginning that even if I killed him, this resentment would not disappear.

He does not want to become someone who can find relief by hurting or killing someone, no matter how much he hates them.

Even so, I still cannot do anything.

There is no such thing as a lie.

Everything is true.

Whether you want to kill or not.

An option where you know you must choose one or the other, but no matter which you choose, you will regret it.

Even though I know I will regret it, the choice I made.

The reason I chose—

(... Because I never want to be subjected to Robbery again.

... I want to ensure there will never be a future where only you become the prey of this damn Spider.)

I want to have a future with her.

(Because of my mistake, you lost the "right to commit suicide" that you cherished...

That is why I want to shoulder the same sin as you.)

I want to be in the same place as her.

(I know what you want to get from me.

But I cannot choose. After all, if you regret your own choice... if I cannot be as happy as you want me to be... you will absolutely blame yourself, not me. I blame myself; my selfishness ruined my life.

I just don't want to see it... that's why..., that's why--)

I do not want to let her carry the sin that I should have carried.

I do not want to let her walk a path carrying such a Heavy burden.

If it must be carried on the back, I want to carry it on my shoulders for her, so that no matter how much I am hurt, I can continue to walk.

That is indeed the case.

That is the true intention of Kurapika, my will, and the reason I made this choice.

Eliminate the Phantom Troupe. Why did you decide to kill the members of the Phantom Troupe?

The reason for killing.

But at the same time—

"Hey, Kurapika. Can you really be happy for this?"

I cannot answer her painful inquiry.

Although he has not killed anyone yet, he still cannot touch her with hands stained with blood, because of selfish violence.

Even if she smiles and holds my hand, even if she says "my hands are as beautiful as always" just like I did in the Hunter Exam, this makes me even more painful, because I feel happy for it.

Kurapika finally understood from the bottom of his heart why she said that killing someone is killing oneself.

If you kill someone, you can no longer live as you did before.

I cannot forgive myself for killing someone who killed others, but I have loved, protected, and hoped to obtain happiness in the same way as myself. Become.

I found myself to be the filthiest, so even if I am right in front of you, I cannot touch you. Just being by your side makes you happy, and that kind of happiness makes you want to crush your heart with a sense of guilt.

What Kurapika wants is real.

Indeed, I chose it out of my own will, out of my own will, out of my own will.

This might be what you deserve.

... If you lose one thing forever, you can have everything.

"May Kurapika be happy."

The dream she prayed for, hoped for, and longed for...

If only I could give up such a trivial yet irreplaceable dream of happiness—

(... This is what I don't like)

It was that "answer" that broke the chain.

The sound was too clear.

"!"?

The chain that should have been connected from Kurapika's little finger, piercing Uvogin's chest and wrapping around his heart, suddenly snapped.

The chain that was cut and in Separation from Kurapika disappeared like a thin mist.

Uvogin could not understand what had happened.

Kurapika understood.

Because I am the arbiter and executioner who sets the law and punishes according to the law, I denied the law I set because I rejected it... I thought, "I don't want to kill you," so I was locked.

It is precisely because the chain is the embodiment of his "heart" that he followed his own wishes and desires so faithfully that it was too inflexible.

It is not just a little finger chain.

"!"

"!!"

Aura did not radiate from within the body as it usually did.

But no matter how much torture and torment he suffered, Uvogin never gave up.

And so, just as Kurapika was stunned after the chain on his little finger was severed, he struggled once more.

Struggling, I used all my strength to move my body, until the chain that hadn't moved a moment ago shattered with a "Crack!"

Kurapika realized this and injected more Aura into the chain on his middle finger that was binding him, but that Aura seemed to leak out from the cracks in the chain, to no avail.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Fortunately for Uvogin, Kurapika's torture was limited to attacking his upper body, and since his legs were safe, he was able to hold on as best he could.

As I stepped on my legs, twisted my upper body with all my might, and raised my fist, the chain had reached its limit, and it too was torn to pieces, emitting a crisp sound.

At the same time as it was torn, Uvogin struck Kurapika with his fist, having been reacting all along.

Even though he was hit by the right arm that had been broken by torture, and even though the chain was snapped, he could still radiate Aura, but that was just having been released from the forced "Absolute," so Kurapika was bewildered and unable to act because the chains on his little and middle fingers had already been weakened, his defense was late, and his torso was blown away several meters. Blown away.

I barely climbed up after being blown away, but as soon as I woke up, I coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

Uvogin had not yet exhausted his strength all at once, dodging the worst-case scenario, but his ribs had been shattered several times and his internal organs were severely damaged, Kurapika failed to manifest the chain for a while, and continued to cough.

For some reason, Uvogin grinned viciously, finally waiting for a chance to counterattack, but that smile soon twisted into pain.

Even though he was freed from the shackles of the chain, the damage was too great, and he could not go to finish off Kurapika, who had been knocked down to the ground by him; Uvogin noticed him and used his Aura to strengthen his ability. His self-healing ability was weak. And he tried to recover some.

Kurapika barely lifted his body that had been knocked down and fallen, and materialized the chain on his thumb again to recover, but the Aura did not work well. I could not concentrate on exercising my ability.

This had nothing to do with the damage received being too great.

Whether it was the little finger chain failing, the middle finger chain being weakened, or that I still could not use the chain's ability well, it was all on my mind.

"Ecstasy, madness, sadness, fear, hatred, carelessness, loyalty, anger, suspicion, joy, shame, determination..."

"Various psychological activities can soothe your thoughts."

Just before learning about his lineage through the Water Divination and beginning full-scale skill development, he remembered the words of his teacher, Izunavi.

"Nen" is the heart itself.

Even if I lie to myself, even if I close my eyes and cover my ears and pretend I don't know anything and continue to run away, "Nen" is too cruel to shape the true state of my heart, manifesting in the influence.

No matter how detailed the restrictions and strict promises of the Constraint and adjustment are, they cannot escape the absolute essence of the "heart."

This is a story that only emerges when relying on it.

Just exposed.

A person living in the depths that can never be pulled out, deeper than the wedge Kurapika inserted himself.

The man who wrapped himself so he would never let go, compared to the chains that bound him, exposing what he didn't want to see and ruining everything, was also easier to ignore.

The perfect opportunity to capture and kill him, his ability, the time he spent to acquire this ability, the price he offered, Kurapika's determination, everything was in vain.

At this, Kurapika coughed violently............

"?"

"............ Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

While coughing and spitting blood, the other party suddenly burst into laughter, and even Uvogin flinched a little.

I thought my main ability had suddenly become useless, and I was desperate and went crazy, but I was wrong.

Kurapika laughed.

I was so scared that I lost my original purpose and single-mindedly made a stupid choice, and I laughed because it was truly funny.

"Haha, ka, koho... ah... I'm an idiot..."

"I was afraid that I couldn't be happy at the end of the path I chose, because I wanted to be happy, but what should I do when I can't be happy?"

Although I said I wanted to be happy, I was told I would never be happy, but I desperately tried to create a reason why I couldn't be happy.

The reason I didn't notice this is simple.

Kurapika knew what his happiness looked like, so although he didn't know what he should do to become happy, he didn't know what kind of happiness he would get at the end of the road. Because I already knew.

... However, laughing with Sora, leaning on each other, was so casual and stupid. Because this is the form of happiness Kurapika wanted to reach.

So I didn't want to make Sora sad.

I don't want to cry. I don't want to see your crying face, and even less do I want to see your smiling face as you hide your tears to take care of yourself.

When Kurapika couldn't be happy, he knew the person who was least happy was her, not himself...

That's why I wanted to say, "This is not your fault."

It was just because he never wanted to hand over the responsibility of not being able to make Kurapika happy to Sora.

Saying "It's all my fault" is what makes her the saddest and least happy, although it is her own fault, but she is smiling so as not to let Kurapika notice.

That's why Kurapika thought about what he could do to keep Sora from being sad and crying, so he wouldn't have to bear the sins and responsibilities he shouldn't have had to bear.

The next day I got lost, and as a result, I made a mistake; even though I knew the final destination, I still rushed in the opposite direction.

And so Kurapika laughed and cursed.

"Haha... uh... amazing idiot... isn't it all your fault?"

He laughed while getting angry and cursing Sora.

I won't hit eight. Kurapika told himself this was righteous anger.

After all, the reason I got lost so stupidly was because I didn't want to see Sora's sad face, to the point of putting the cart before the horse.

I don't want you to see me, I don't want you to be sad, but this is Kurapika's fault, but Sora doesn't listen to Kurapika's crimes, saying they are his own.

Everything, everything, is Sora's fault. I'm not that bad, Kurapika thought with a laugh... and almost cried.

(Because you always smile so easily. You laugh at those trivial things that make me feel like I don't need to protect or give...)

Even if it wasn't for you, you look happy, you are laughing so happily...

That is why, rather than thinking about how you can make me laugh, I always think about how to avoid sadness and crying; this is not my fault. I think it is easy to make you laugh, this is not my fault.)

Even now, although his ability has turned into a way of communication that no one knows, his retina is the only girl smiling in front of him.

Hearing Kurapika's answer, she laughed happily, happily, and brilliantly.

(It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, if I hadn't met you, I might have killed this guy.

I am not afraid of dying myself. If it were just to kill these guys, then I should exhaust my whole life for it. If I hadn't met you, even if I had met Gon and the others, I would not have hesitated, would not have regretted, and I could have killed this guy without hesitation.

I could have killed him... If I had given up the dream of "happiness," I could always have killed them... but... but!!)

Kurapika glared at her, cursing her, but the young girl living in Kurapika's heart revealed a bitter smile, not looking like she was in trouble at all.

Kurapika was not so obedient, yet his stubbornness was too easy to understand, making him look like he was laughing, loving to laugh, loving to laugh, and laughing again.

Kurapika said to Sora with a smile.

I cannot tell you the truth yet.

However, Kurapika's words "It's all your fault" would definitely be seen through.

Tell the truth.

Answer her question.

(--Thank you.

Because of you, I cannot give up the dream of being happy.)

Kurapika did not see Uvogin.

However, Uvogin looked suspiciously at Kurapika, who suddenly burst into laughter, and things gradually began to change.

He also laughed.

At this moment, Uvogin had already forgotten that he had been detained for his provocations and despicable abilities, had suffered torture to betray the information of his comrades, and had forgotten that he was the natural enemy of the Brigade. Powerful and brutal, he still laughed as happily as a child.

While laughing, he slammed his right arm, which was barely connected to his bones, into the ground, gouged it out, and shot the gouged-out Stone Crushing at Kurapika like a Shotgun.

Because I hit the ground, the dust hit me and covered me, so I couldn't see anything.

Even so, Uvogin smiled and waited for the dust to disperse.

"--Don't get in the way."

As the dust thinned, I began to see a person's Shadow, and I heard a voice.

The injuries I received had not yet recovered; I clutched my stomach and coughed, my right hand still waving.

He shook off the small stone stuck by the Chain on his ring finger and said in the place still covered by dust.

"Fine, I understand, I won't let you get in my way again."

This time it was my choice.

I cannot say that I won't regret this time.

On the contrary, he said he would definitely regret it over and over again.

Even so, I still chose the option I thought "this is good."

"I will never let you get in my way again.

So go away, don't bother me, I'm going home."

So first, I decided to end this stupid, meaningless battle.

Dealing with such a muscular gorilla is a waste of time, even for a second.

Wasting time on such a person is ridiculous.

Kurapika had a reason to go home immediately.

I must go home and shout: "It's all your fault."

Angry, having to think.

I must figure out what to do and what to do to catch the Phantom Troupe without me and her killing anyone.

Staying away from her, without her by his side, she thought Sora would definitely get his hands dirty, so she said: "Absolute happiness." Even so, even though Kurapika pushed himself to the point where he was not qualified to say so, Kurapika still decided to intervene in Sora's actions, other than "don't push yourself."

I grabbed Sora's hand and decided not to let go.

I pulled his hand and decided to walk with him.

Because I decided to spend time living with her.

Otherwise, I would never be happy.

This is why Kurapika must go home now.

Not to the Nostrade family, but to her who is still pointlessly taking care of her.

To those who want to say "Welcome back."

In order to return to the person who wants to say "I'm home," Kurapika once again materialized the five chains on his right hand, confronting Uvogin again in the wilderness where the dust had settled.

A pair of scarlet eyes, Burning like Fire.

--Laughing so happily.

Her eyes were still bright red, as if they had been completely blown away by something, but the hatred and anger burning in the depths of her eyes were nowhere to be found.

The eyes of dawn illuminated the Pitch Darkness and welcomed the dawn.

To Uvogin, the "Scarlet Eyes," as the name implies, were nothing more than red eyes; as for those eyes, I don't think they are as "pretty" as the commander's, so I have no interest in them.

But these eyes are different.

I don't want to dig them out and turn them into a specimen soaked in formalin.

These eyes are valuable because they are still alive.

What Uvogin was so desperately seeking was not just revenge for his opponent, but the eyes of those who brought the battle.

They are the eyes of the will to live.

"... Oh, if you suddenly feel like you've done the right thing, can't you have a good side? It seems now, you have a ball."

"No time for small talk."

Uvogin had intended to boast about Kurapika's current state for no reason, but for a moment, he wore an annoyed expression and cut off the other's words, as if he cared about the woman's face.

However, unlike before, Kurapika spat out the fresh blood that had accumulated in his mouth and smiled fearlessly once again.

"First, let me apologize to you.

I cannot make your wish come true. I... must we also kill you? I will capture you all. But you will not kill me!

You are acting meaninglessly in a place we do not know! Worthless! If you cannot commit suicide, then go die!!"

Having stated his decided answer, Kurapika once again struck the chain on his middle finger like a whip.

Naturally, a momentum accumulated on Uvogin's almost unscathed legs, and he jumped away to dodge.

I don't know why, but previously there was no increase in aura, and it had been weakened by its natural power to the point of being tearable, but the chain on the middle finger that had materialized again possessed the same or even more powerful aura, "nen," a kind of will. Therefore, there was no reason to imitate complacency or the like.

Originally, it was specifically for capturing the Brigade, but the chain on the middle finger had no lethality.

Emperor Time cannot be used when the time is up, so as long as the doubts are cleared and the answer is found, this chain will no longer weaken.

If he decided not to kill Kurapika, the chain would be more useful, so the chain was loyal to Kurapika's heart.

However, this did not mean that Kurapika was in an advantageous position. On the contrary, the current situation was extremely unfavorable.

Although I gave the opponent time to recover, and my mental state was good and in top condition, my body had not recovered at all.

And while the chain on the middle finger was fine, the chain on the little finger, which served as a means of attack, had lost most of its meaning.

It could temporarily replace the heart, be inserted into other parts of the body such as the arm, and entwine with the chain. It had not been used before.

First of all, Kurapika had Emperor Time, and because I had almost no intention of using it, the little finger and thumb chains had become useless long objects within months of being made.

It also revealed that this was not an actual chain, but a thought chain, so I could barely use my hands anymore.

However, since he did not use the chain on the index finger, if Kurapika used the chain on the index finger, the opponent would be more cautious than with the chain on the middle finger, so I wanted to make good use of it, but in reality, the chain on the index finger was just an ordinary chain, just a manifestation of Aura.

Following Izunavi's advice, "Do not give all five chains abilities at the beginning." However, the chain on her index finger did not yet have any special effects; at most, Kurapika could stretch and retract it at will and move it freely.

(Should I use it now? If so, what is it? What kind of effect should be added to this chain to break this status quo!?)

He used the chain on his ring finger to detect the opponent's movements and defend, then turned the materialized chain and the chain hidden in the "Shadow" toward Uvogin, creating an opening for Uvogin again, attempting to grab him. He was desperately eyeing his head.

The Index Finger Chain did a good job of bluffing, but we discovered that it was only a matter of time before it was realized that the chain had no special effects, or at least no means of attack.

Kurapika in the Scarlet Eyes state, without having to consider learning rate and compatibility with Nen types, could create most abilities, but in a situation where combat power could not be sustained, and under the condition that you do not "kill," I could not think of a quick ability, and even if I did, the ability of the attached Burning blade might have a low chance of achieving the desired effect.

What happened!! I! Phantom Troupe Spider, you didn't film it!"

Realizing that Kurapika had lost his composure in the process of continuing the fight, Uvogin screamed even louder, as if rejoicing that the eyes of the dawn had never given up on life, and slammed the ground again, hiding himself in the dust.

However, Kurapika still barely mastered "En," but if he used the Dowsing Chain on his ring finger and "Gyo," he could almost grasp his position, even if he had hidden his existence with that "Shadow" covered in dust.

And the opponent had already realized this.

Kurapika captured the faint leaking aura and presence that had not been completely cut off like Absolute, and extended the middle finger chain toward it, but was repelled by a Hard sound.

"What!?"

Through the fading dust, I could see Uvogin holding a Stone twice his size and using it as a shield to charge forward.

The chain on the middle finger could crush a stone if enough power was injected, but since he had already consumed a lot of Aura and decided not to kill him, I did not put that much power into the current chain.

"Ahhhh!!"

Uvogin threw the Stone in his hand at Kurapika, and since he could not block it with the chain, Kurapika dodged.

Avoiding a violent cough. As I avoided it, my ribs fractured and my internal organs were damaged, and a terrible feeling of rust surged up, blocking my trachea.

I had no time for this. The head ordered the body to move and escape, but the body did not listen, coughing up another mouthful of fresh blood.

It was simple.

Although somewhat disappointed, Uvogin would not let this opportunity pass.

Once again, he condensed all his aura into his right fist and swung it toward Kurapika.

All Kurapika could do was watch Uvogin walk toward him.

I stared at him with the eyes of the dawn, with those eyes still burning with the will to survive, and said, "I can't stand dying!"

"Explosion!!"

A voice rang out in the wilderness that should have only had us.

Just after the child's voice that both the man and woman could hear, the sound of something exploding came from the sky behind me.

Since it happened behind Kurapika, it happened outside Uvogin's field of vision, so he inadvertently shifted his attention to Kurapika.

And saw it.

I don't know how long it had been, but last night, on the hill where comrades were watching the Mafia and the Shadow Beasts, there was a person wearing a Red Coat and a red hood on their head...

"Puff-fly!! War Maiden Romantic Cannon Virgin Razor Palladium!!"

The explosion generated by the self-produced Explosion was used as a turret to launch oneself into it.

""!???"

What happened to Kurapika, let alone Uvogin, being kicked by Retsu, and actually being able to Copy the master-disciple combination technique created with the teacher, turning into a human cannonball, and kicking out an outrageous jump? I don't know.

No, honestly, I understood, but I just didn't want to understand.

As proof, there were only some complaints in his mind.

Why are you so Extreme?

Why can't you read the mood like a genius?

Why are you always, always, always, when you least want to see me, when you are at your weakest, most pathetic, not cool, and don't want to show yourself————

Uvogin defended with a "Hard" fist to prevent the fierce kick of the Red Coat, but because of the "Hard" state, his legs had no aura at all, and he couldn't stand up at all, and was blown away.

Blowing Uvogin away, the Red Coat landed in front of Kurapika, threw the hood aside in annoyance, and then took off the cheap wig along with the goggles and threw them away.

Falling from the black artificial hair were white hairs like those of an old man, as if from albinism.

The ribbon and hair tied inside swayed as the Red Coat turned around.

(... Why do you always appear when I need your help the most?)

She smiled, ignoring the complaints in Kurapika's heart.

"Yes. Kurapika. Well done."

Rather than worrying about the abused Kurapika, she tried to help her, feeling angry at the person who said "don't go too far."

"You have done your best."

I regret letting Kurapika go to fight alone, only helping him when he was covered in wounds, masking all the pain and suffering so deeply that I don't know if I am carrying a guilt I shouldn't have. She smiled.

Radiant. Sunny, Sora smiled.

Kurapika's smile is what I most want to see, not what I least want to see.

No matter how much guilt he carried, he forgot it for a moment, turning to smile and say that Kurapika was safe and sound, speaking the truth.

"... What are you doing here, idiot?"

Just like the first day we met, streaming with tears.