Chapter 8

"Where are you going!!"

Sora opened the door with a very old-fashioned shout.

If I put my heart into it, I could "open" more, but I don't want to waste my aura here, so I only opened one door.

Honestly, Sora did not want to accept this job.

The Phantom Troupe took most of the responsibility for the museum collapse, which I had done myself a while ago, but even so, Sora, who was in a position to accept the job, had no problems at all, so the responsibility was settled in the form of money.

So, for now, I accepted the job because my chest was cold, I didn't want to come to this house, and I wanted to run away with all my might right now.

To be precise, I don't want to have anything to do with the family in this house. To be more detailed, let alone meeting the eldest son of this family, I don't even want them to know that I am here now.

The reason is clear, because in the three incidents between me and the eldest son, he almost killed me three times.

The first time wasn't good at all, but it couldn't be helped. It couldn't be helped because they were hostile at work.

However, in the last two times, the eldest son's father and head of the family, after meeting for the first time, for some reason took a liking to Sora and asked Sora to work for him...

"I have been waiting for you. Master Sora."

"Gaga!!"

Just as the door opened, Sora was bowed to by the Maid who was waiting for him. Sora let out a scream that threw away his femininity, turned around like a cat, and emitted an aura close to "Hard". I put my hands together and stuck them on the ridiculously high wall behind me, clinging to it like a lizard or a cicada.

The Maid's expression did not change in the slightest due to Sora's abnormal behavior. She respectfully opened the car door parked next to him and said, "Please, I will take you to the mansion." But Sora was still holding onto the wall, alert.

It wasn't until the Maid said what she most wanted to say without changing her expression that Sora came down.

"... Master Illumi is not even in Padokia, let alone the mansion, because of work."

"Really!? You haven't come back yet while I'm here!? Or rather, did you know I was coming!?!"

Gotoh, a loyal and model Maid, did not show any dissatisfaction with Sora, who was unusually rude to the eldest son he served.

Indeed, Sora's status in the Zoldyck Family was somewhat special, and the eldest son Illumi, whom she insulted, was not her direct master, but belonged to the type she personally disliked, first of all, sympathy.

Sora was strangely liked by Silva, the head of the Zoldyck Family, but for some reason, Illumi hated him.

The last time I went, I happened to meet Illumi who got off work earlier than planned at the mansion. Illumi threw a Needle and chased me around with the Needle. As a result, it is no exaggeration to say how much Sora exaggerated the worries he told him while snuggling against the wall with tears in his eyes.

"Sorry to keep you waiting... It's okay, Illumi is not here today."

As soon as Silva, the head of the family, entered the room used by the Zoldyck Family, the number of fingers on one hand was suspicious. I tried to make them let their guard down and said, but what came back was an irrefutable protest.

"I said the same thing last time, but I happened to run into him! Why does your eldest son use all his strength to attack me reflexively the moment he sees me!?"

"Sorry. I don't know either."

Admittedly, he felt sorry for Sora, who was complaining to him with teary eyes, but in fact, Illumi's killing intent was also real to Silva, and also a mystery.

Unrelated ordinary people often use it to kill, but basically Illumi, like Silva and Zeno, just treats killing as a job and feels no pleasure, so he does not kill except for work, and does not kill except for work. If you have the ability, you should be able to establish a normal professional relationship with people you have always been hostile to, or people you don't like physiologically. As he said, when he meets him, he will reflexively kill seriously.

Recalling the last time, and even before that, I deliberately threw myself into work and invited Sora when I left home, but Illumi said, "I have a bad premonition." Plan, and then go home, the result was a whole day of life or death tag.

By the way, of course, Silva stopped Illumi the moment Sora and Illumi met, but Illumi even ignored Silva's restraint, threw a Needle at Sora, left a big hole in the mansion, and then escaped from Sora. I chased after him.

When I asked him why he ignored his orders, he said he didn't ignore him, but he wasn't really listening. He tilted his head and replied: "... Hmm? Somehow?", and Silva held his head.

"Anyway, it's fine this time. I finally found a reason to have my direct Maid supervise his actions. If Illumi wants to come back early, I will contact you immediately. It's okay, because I ordered it."

Sora was still skeptical about Silva's words, but he decided to end the conversation as soon as possible rather than staying in the mansion for a long time and running into him, so he sat down.

"So, what do you want me to do this time? I believe you know, but I won't kill you. Or rather, that's your job, right?"

Gotoh and other Maids standing beside Silva expressed faint anger and dissatisfaction with Silva's rude remarks, but the person who should have been treated rudely didn't care at all and continued the conversation.

"Ah. That's right."

I want to ask you to accompany my youngest son to work tonight. He was supposed to go to the infiltration party with his mother, but a while ago, his mother was stabbed in the face by the third son and was injured. There is no one else in my family as convenient as this."

After listening to the job description that was not yet at the massacre level, Sora was stunned for a few seconds and asked, "Are you serious?"

Sora's question was natural. As a member of an Assassin family, common sense had been blown away, but in any case, the eight-digit reward for the child Amulet made me doubt my sanity, far from being serious.

The part about the mother being stabbed in the face by the third son also raised questions about her sanity, but let's pretend she didn't hear about it. Even in a place that has nothing to do with me, I plunged into the affairs of this house; how many lives I have would not be enough.

First of all, I concluded that even if my family was inconvenient in this house, there was no need to outsource to Sora. Even if her Nen Ability was not as good as Sora's, a Maid's work as a guard was much better than Sora, who put her own survival first.

However, Silva showed an easygoing smile and replied, "Of course." The kind of smile he just encountered was very similar to the smile of the Phantom Troupe leader at the beginning.

However, Chrollo's smile was to cover up his own conspiracy, while this smile clearly indicated that there was something behind it, and it didn't matter if it was exposed.

Sora thought it was because he was old, so he lost his composure, rested his chin on the armrest of the sofa, and made an annoyed sound.

"... You still haven't given up on making me your son's wife?"

"Because you said that rather than someone older or younger than you, it's better to have someone younger and more promising than you."

"That was a way to reject the eldest son and the second son, so if you accept it in the direction of accepting, I'll be in trouble."

Facing the man who answered with a smile, almost confirming Sora's words, Sora sighed, and only after correcting him at least to redeem his honor did he give up.

It seems that Silva took a fancy to Sora as a "daughter-in-law candidate", and this time, under the guise of "also" working, he planned a "matchmaking with his son".

As a Nen User, although somewhat unbalanced, the overall level is high, and most importantly, Sora doesn't remember telling them about their eyes, but Sora's Nen Ability, which even makes Nen Ability ineffective, cannot be explained. He seems to have guessed that the Spiritual Power comes from the "eyes".

Sora, who has a murderous gaze like Nen, would be someone the Assassin family would want to recruit into their family at all costs.

At the stage when Sora realized that the first job requirement was a formal blind date, he stated that his supernatural ability was not something that could be inherited, but even so, he didn't seem to have any intention of giving up, because he felt it was better to bring him into the "clan" rather than let Sora become an enemy.

However, Sora certainly did not intend to become the wife of the Zoldyck Family, so she supported her chin with both hands and stabbed Silva's most painful spot with words without hesitation.

"The eldest son wants to kill you, who do you want me to marry?"

"............ Sure enough, if you become a sister-in-law, you should treat her as an adult..."

"Rather, I can only imagine her wearing that Noh mask, working hard, wanting to kill me before she becomes a sister-in-law..."

Hearing Sora's words, Silva looked away with a slightly stiff smile and squeezed out words, but Sora muttered in Gendo's pose, making her fall into silence in the same pose.

The Maid had nothing to say, and an awkward silence enveloped the guest room for a while.

Perhaps, in their minds, everyone present had a true image of Illumi, who would throw a Needle expressionlessly and chase Sora until he died.

However, if the eldest son, who was the cause of the silence, came back and the imagination became reality, it wouldn't be a joke, so Sora didn't care about the atmosphere of the scene and spoke boldly.

"Alright, I will accept the job itself. I am short on money."

"But please forgive my meddling. Especially if the youngest child is still a minor, right? If I remember correctly, my second son is about 19 or 18. It is strange to say this in this house, but a woman who would be satisfied with such a situation would be a perverted criminal. Please do not take such a woman as a wife."

"Hmm, I suppose so. I also do not like that kind of daughter-in-law."

Silva, who seemed to have regained his composure, gave a bitter smile at Sora's words and spoke a little of his true feelings.

"As expected, I did not take my previous disclaimer seriously, I just hoped that if the young children liked you, Illumi's attitude would soften a little."

"Well, I am indeed in trouble because I have no one to be a Companion for my youngest child, so I am grateful that he accepted this job. Kalluto has not yet taught me about 'burns', so I am worried about not finding a Maid."

"Far from softening, I feel like I will be killed even more because of my brother's loss..."

Silva felt confused when Sora presented a vision of the future that was both absurd and highly likely.

However, this time Silva quickly pulled himself together, ordered the Maid to bring him over, and said, "If you are going to accept this job, let me introduce you to my youngest son."

Before that, Sora drank the tea handed to him while chatting... or rather, he was trying to fend off Silva's attempt to obtain information about Sora's "eyes" word for word.

As for Sora, I don't mind talking about it at all, but I don't want to be hit by my master Biscuit, and if I pretend to show my hand again, she will discipline me in the seiza position, so I really don't have to try to cover it up, it's really appropriate. Dodge.

Even if you know about the "Instant Death Evil Eye", it has been a long time since I thought about killing my opponent based on the characteristics of this eye, and how it works. For Sora, who continues to perform dazzling image Training while talking, this is the only reason to choose the "don't talk" option.

"Wait a minute."

This is what Sora said after stiffening for a while when being introduced to the youngest child of the Zoldyck family.

"What's wrong?" Silva looked back at Sora in confusion.

Surrounded by the youngest Kalluto, with obsidian-like round eyes looking up at Sora, Sora felt a little uneasy for a moment, thinking: "Huh? Am I crazy?" I realized this, but as expected, I told myself that I was right about this, but first, I endured the headache and said.

"Wait a minute, seriously wait a minute."

"............ For now, first of all, where is the 'youngest son'!?"

Somehow sorting out the information, Sora put the part he was most interested in first, but the people of the Zoldyck family still looked puzzled, and Silva answered curiously.

"I just introduced you, this is my youngest son, the fifth child, Kalluto."

"Silva, do you know the difference between men's and women's kimonos!?"

Responding to this answer, Sora rushed back again.

Just as Sora himself thought, the person who made the most reasonable reaction in this situation was Sora.

Even if it is not an otherworldly place like Sora's, they are people from the island nation of "Japan", and in this world, there is a culture similar to "Japan", even if they are not familiar with that culture, it is almost certain. Recognize.

At least you can tell that the child in front of her now is a female object.

A girl of about 10 years old, wearing a girl's Wind kimono embroidered with sparkling flowers on a black background, with short hair and a mole by her mouth, was introduced as the "youngest son", and said: "No, you are my daughter!? Where is your son!?"

What's worse is this house where common sense is blown away, and Kalluto who doesn't work at all and wears a Wind kimono.

However, this is the Zoldyck family.

Even if Sora is more correct among the general public, common sense was sadly ignored by Silva with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Ah, sorry to say, I don't know much about Japanese culture. However, my wife is from Meteor City, but she was born in Japan, so I like this kind of thing. Doesn't the wax look good?"

"Silva, do we speak the same language!?"

"Didn't hear that your wife had a crush! It's great to be in love, just haven't heard of it! Always blow it up in the future!!"

The head of the Zoldyck family was unexpectedly hurt mentally after hearing the news of his wife's crush, but Sora rushed in without hesitation.

"I mean, I refused, but I often think about making me and this girl a matchmaker!"

"Although she is still a minor, I think if she wants to see me, she should be 14 or 15! I mean, how old is this child!?"

"Nine years old?"

"At least recommend a double-digit age!!"

Perhaps he was not told that this was an arranged marriage. After Sora's stab, Kurt widened his eyes in surprise, then he looked at Sora from head to toe, and then made a disgusted expression. What's worse, Sora, who was busy rushing in, didn't notice.

"Well, isn't this okay? Like I just said, if Kalluto is really satisfied with the other party, then it's troublesome. Besides, since Kalluto is here, let's talk about the details of the work."

"............ Enough. If the story ends quickly, we can leave this house."

Sora gave up, judging that he was just tired of yelling at people who didn't realize what was wrong no matter what they said.

However, the content of the work was a mess, and although he wanted to interject, his own mess was not explained clearly, and the story dragged on, unexpectedly.

"Well, Kalluto's job is simple, kill the host of this party."

"Yes."

(Yeah, it's been weird from the beginning! Assassination is not an easy task! Don't let a nine-year-old do this from the beginning!!)

If you say it out loud, it will only ruin the story, so just remember it. By the time Sora had forgotten the common sense of not assassinating anyone before the age of nine, he didn't even realize that the house was poisoning him.

"Sora is Kalluto's guardian, so please stay by my side as an older sister."

"But just keep an eye on Kalluto. This child is still young and impatient, I might accidentally kill too many people."

(Is it okay to do that just to not eat too many sweets!?)

"...... Received."

I barely swallowed the thrust in my throat and accepted it, but at this moment, I only regretted that I should have refused.

But at this moment, I was still very patient.

The next moment, Sora's patience was blown away.

"I will prepare the dress and accessories for infiltrating the party, but do you have any wishes?"

Answering Silva's question, Sora, who had been shrinking back and concentrating on bowing his head, raised his head and asked back.

"...... Skirt?"

"That's right. Come to think of it, Sora is also Japanese, right?"

Sora did not hear Silva's worry in the second half.

However, the moment her affirmative words reached her ears, her face stiffened, and she said it very clearly.

"I'm sorry."

"Teeth?"

Silva raised his voice unconsciously at Sora's sudden cancellation.

The Maid and Kalluto were dumbfounded because they could not understand Sora's words; Sora placed his hand on his chest and explained the reason he refused this job.

"If you cannot cancel your job, at least wear a tuxedo instead of a dress!!"

"Calm down! You are not wearing women's clothing! In your situation, you usually wear men's clothing!!"

Silva proposed a very natural reason for refusal.

However, Sora said confidently: "Because men's attire has become the norm, it is awkward to dress like a woman now! Even a dress can be seen as a kind of punishment game, but suddenly, what is a dress? Torture!?"

"... Given the nature of the job, wouldn't it be better to realize the need for formal attire sooner?"

When Gotoh pointed out this extremely obvious matter, although I thought it was unappealing, Sora's eyes were filled with tears, as if he really didn't like it. And if this house wears black suits, then what is wrong with thinking formal wear is a tuxedo instead of a dress!?" I was speechless.

If one were to refute, there was still plenty of room for rebuttal, but as the role connecting the outside and the inside, Gotoh, who knows the world's common sense better than his employer, could not say anything.

No matter what I said, if someone asked me: "Then why is it Kalluto?" As expected, I wanted to avoid another awkward silence by announcing that this was my mother's hobby.

"That's why I'm really begging you! Just wear a dress! Please don't wear a dress, kimono, or anything full of femininity and gorgeous things!!"

By the time Sora finally began to beg him from a dogeza position, Kalluto pulled back with all his might and pleaded: "Father, I am fine on my own, I don't need an Amulet."

"Kalluto will wear Japanese clothing as usual, so I don't mind Sora wearing a tuxedo to pretend to be siblings, but..."

"Really!!"

At Silva's words, Sora's night-sky-colored eyes shone like scattered stars.

Sora, who only heard that he didn't have to wear a dress, did not hear the vague line in the second half, "I don't mind, but...".

However, Silva did not look at me with an awkward expression, but with a troubled one, and Sora realized that his answer did not fully meet his expectations.

"... Sorry. I have already said that the preparations are left to you."

Just as Silva finished speaking with his gaze averted, the guest room door opened, and a metallic sound that made my ears ache rang out.

"Well, well, you! If Sora-san is already here, please tell me!

Welcome, Sora. It has been a long time. Hmm, as usual, beautiful bleached hair, a woman's beauty, a face and body that combine a girl's cuteness and a boy's cuteness!! Ah, it is a waste not to take good care of yourself!!"

The moment the door opened, I thought she was complaining angrily to her husband, but after praising Sora's appearance, she lamented that Sora's attire was too extravagant and inappropriate. The woman of the Zoldyck family, wearing a monocle and exuding a strange aura, Sora replied with a stiff smile: "... Oh, long time no see."

Coming back to my senses, I glared at Silva.

"... The wound on your face, you can't accompany me, right?"

Indeed, his face was wrapped in bandages, the bandages were soaked with blood, and it was painful, but he tried to make a sarcastic remark to his wife who had entered in a way that was unimaginably tense. An injured person, but Silva seemed troubled. He took a deep breath and answered.

"Ah, such a wound doesn't matter, but having been stabbed by the third son, his growth seems to make me unable to help but feel happy, so I intend to let him rest in the mansion until he calms down."

"Is that the reason!? The reason I can't accompany you is neither the injury nor the psychological shock of my son's rebellious phase, but that I am so happy about this domestic violence that I am in a manic state!?"

I was shocked to find that the family environment I had ignored due to being Heavy was unexpectedly light. This is a house where common sense is tilted upward everywhere.

"Ah, I think I'll go take a bath first. Call the Maid, wash my hair, and take care of my whole body. What kind of clothing do you like? Sora-san is tall, a mermaid style... yes, this dress suits her well. Judging from the color of your hair and skin, would it be better for your clothing choice to be a clear color?"

"... Yes?"

Even in this house, Kikyo, who is first-class in terms of common sense, changed her expression and told Sora ecstatically, looking back.

The monocle captured Sora's figure with a screaming sound, and her crimson-dyed lips hung with a truly happy smile.

"It's a pity that I can't keep up with Kurt-chan's work, but because of this, I will finish my work.

As for Sora-san, I have always thought that precious Material is a waste, so this is also a stroke of luck for me."

What? I didn't ask.

Although she hates doing it herself, Sora himself likes to dress others up. This desire might be a woman's instinct.

Even Sora likes it, so she wore an exquisite dress that didn't look like a dress-up doll, and even if she looked good on her son, she wore a trench coat so that it wouldn't hinder her work. What Sora is going to do, and how much he is looking forward to it, is beyond my imagination.

Sora turned around unintentionally wanting to Escape, but when encountering a life-threatening situation, even if the crazy thought process has been exhausted, he still continues to simulate, so he dodged it with a super reaction similar to precognition, but conversely, if there is no life-threatening danger, it is impossible for a little girl like Sora to escape from the mistress of an Assassin family.

Sora didn't know how he closed the distance between this Heavy dress and the lace-trimmed skirt without making a rustling sound.

When I realized this, Kikyo's beautifully manicured nails and hands were firmly gripping Sora's shoulders. As expected of the wife of an Assassin family.

"Woo woo woo woo woo... Sora-san, how have you been lately?"

A voice came from behind his ear, and Sora realized he couldn't escape and was dragged away by the ever-present Kikyo.

By the way, Silva looked at me with a little sympathy, but Kurt might have covered his ears so that the loud sound he heard when his mother entered the living room would not hurt his ears.

Ging is willing to help his work partner.

Sora looked at the two walking away with dead eyes, muttering as he was dragged by Kikyo.

"Is this hell house only blurry? It's fair that I turned around and rushed in."

In the story, Kalluto is said to be "9 years old", but this is the time before the Hunter Exam where Gon and others take over the original work, so the age listed in the HxH fan book is "in the story". Assuming "adult", the current Kalluto is 9 years old.

In addition, this is relatively unimportant, but in the profile of Sora I wrote before, it says "Age: 21, Birthday: February 12", but if you can treat this age as a full age, I would be grateful.

That is to say, Sora at this time is still 20 years old.