I'm Really Not A Nen Exorcist (HxH Fanfic)

Having lost his limbs, Illumi felt like he was falling into an abyss, no longer having the strength to struggle.

Despite this, Illumi still stared at Moses with a predatory gaze, as if ready to devour him.

But Moses had already lost interest in Illumi.

Swoosh-

He flashed to Illumi's side and stepped on Illumi's head.

With a dull thud, Illumi's head was buried deep in the dirt, and under the fierce impact, he lost consciousness.

After getting rid of Illumi's threatening gaze, Moses retracted his foot, and with a thought, he released a shadow, preparing to take back the wooden board engraved with the Divine Script.

In this battle, Moses had prepared two Divine Scripts for Illumi.

One is a Divine Script that can release a Nen wave, and the other is a Divine Script that was set to explode directly.

The former has concentrated attack power, carrying damage comparable to an Emitter's attack.

The latter's power is dispersed, with the explosion mainly serving to disrupt the opponent.

One piece of wood would self-destruct upon exploding, but the other piece of wood engraved with the Nen wave required manual disposal.

The detached shadow formed into a tentacle, wrapped around the wooden board, and returned to Moses's side.

Moses took the wooden board from the shadow's tentacle, noting that the Divine Script was still clearly visible.

By injecting Nen in sequence along the Divine Script's connecting points, it would effectively recharge the wooden board, allowing it to unleash a Nen wave attack once more.

Crack.

Moses broke the wooden board, then applied a bit more force, crushing it into fragments that scattered onto the ground.

Tap, tap, tap-

At this moment, a distinct sound of footsteps approached.

Moses looked in the direction of the sound and saw Hisoka walking towards him slowly.

The unhidden sound of Hisoka's footsteps was clearly intentional, akin to knocking on a door, signaling Moses to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.

Such thoughtful consideration also indirectly shows Hisoka's expectation for 'some moment' in the future.

"I know you're watching."

Moses kept his expression calm as he took note of Hisoka's little maneuver.

Hisoka wasn't the only one watching from the dark. There is also Satotz, who had completed his duties as an examiner.

Moses was aware of all this.

Upon hearing Moses's words, Hisoka wasn't surprised. Without even a glance at Illumi, he instead focused on the wood fragments scattered on the ground, his eyes narrowing slightly.

'He didn't care about others seeing his trump cards, but he still chose to collect the wooden board and destroy them after the battle...'

"So, since I accidentally saw your trump card, are you going to silence me~?♡"

"Trump card?"

Following Hisoka's gaze toward the scattered wood pieces, Moses replied calmly, "Just a minor trick."

"…"

Hisoka fell silent for a momentafter hearing this.

'A minor trick?'

'The person lying on the ground certainly wouldn't think so.'

Hisoka thought to himself.

Noticing Hisoka's sudden silence, Moses briefly considered asking about the Phantom Troupe's current status, but decided against it.

Anyway, he had already obtained Hisoka's contact number, and knowing Hisoka's modus operandi, he realized there was no rush.

Moreover, in the future operations to eliminate the Phantom Troupe, Hisoka's help will most likely be needed.

But before that…

Moses moved, then he suddenly reached out towards Hisoka's back.

Ryu!

With the meticulous control brought by practicing the Divine Script, Moses's Nen surged instantly, putting him into combat mode in a flash.

Hisoka had never expected Moses to take action.

But he is not a newbie, and even when not in combat mode, he remained ever-vigilant.

So, when Moses suddenly attacked, Hisoka's Nen instinctively shifted into a defensive stance.

However-

Moses's Ryu is too fast.

Despite Hisoka's rapid reaction, he was a step too slow.

Moses'sright hand, filled with Nen, brushed across Hisoka's torso.

Rip-!

With a seemingly casual swipe, Hisoka's upper clothing tore apart, disintegrating into fragments that drifted in the air.

At that moment, Hisoka retreated swiftly, stopping abruptly a short distance away and gazing at Moses in bewilderment.

Despite his wealth of experience, at this moment, Hisoka found himself utterly confused.

'What was that supposed to mean?!'

Dumbfounded, Hisoka quickly glanced at his now-exposed torso.

Upon realizing that he hadn't dodged fast enough, Hisoka understood it wasn't his reaction speed that had saved him- it's that Moses's target had been his clothing from the start.

This brought some peculiar memories to mind, memories of his first encounter with Moses.

"Hisoka, you said you joined the Phantom Troupe. So… where's your Spider tattoo?"

Moses looked calmly at Hisoka, whose torso was naked, and while explaining the reason for his action, he slowly opened his right hand and a piece of cloth slip from his palm.

"…"

Hisoka fell silent once again.

'So he tore off his clothes to check for the Phantom Troupe's spider tattoo...'

Hisoka, who has always been considered unreasonable by others, experienced what it means to face someone unreasonable for the first time.

"Tattoo, huh...♤"

After quickly adjusting his mentality, Hisoka wore an enigmatic smile.

But Moses cut him off preemptively, "Don't even think about saying it's on your butt. And I don't have time to listen to your pointless jokes here."

"…"

Hearing the warning in Moses' words, Hisoka fell silent again. He had, in fact, been planning to joke about having the tattoo on his butt, and then planned to use Texture Surprise to temporarily create a Spider tattoo just before pulling his pants down.

But he didn't expect that-

Moses's eyes seemed to be able to see through his thoughts completely, even predicting his next move.

After realizing this, Hisoka abandoned the idea of making jokes. Instead, he complied straightforwardly:

"I never truly joined the Phantom Troupe, so it's only natural I don't have the Spider tattoo. As for why I pretended to join them, well, you probably understand that better than I do, right? ♧"

"Time is running out. I should prepare the roast pork."

Moses, of course, understood, but he chose to ignore Hisoka's words. He took out his cell phone to check the time, then turned around and left as if nothing had happened.

"?"

Watching Moses' quick departure, Hisoka felt a rare mix of emotions, a complexity he rarely encountered.

If possible-

He really hoped that Moses could continue talking about this topic so that he could help Moses recall what happened back then.

Watching Moses's figure disappear from his sight, Hisoka raised his head slightly, trying hard to calm the urge to kill in his heart.

This urge wasn't directed at Moses- he just needed to channel the excitement he was feeling.

Hisoka stood there for a while, and when the excitement in his heart disappeared, he felt a little chill.

"Hmm…"

Hisoka looked over at Illumi, whose limbs had been severed and head buried deep in the ground.

"Bungee Gum."

Bright pink Aura took form, transforming into sticky gum that adhered precisely to Illumi's severed limbs, stopping the blood that continued to seep out.

After helping Illumi stop the bleeding, Hisoka nonchalantly stripped Illumi's now-sleeveless shirt and slipped it over himself.

"Consider it the payment for first aid. ♧ "