In HxH with Doraemon Pocket

At this moment, Hisoka's expression was eerily reminiscent of the time during the Hunter Exam, in the first round on the guarded island, when the original Kurapika provoked his bloodlust with that twisted look.

"But before that, we still need to deal with the last obstacle standing in our way."

"The most troublesome obstacle!!!"

In the heart of Yorknew City.

"It's rare to have such a quiet night."

Chrollo was seated in a music restaurant, enjoying a hand-cut steak while listening to the enchanting violin performance nearby.

The knife and fork in his hands couldn't help but dance along with the melody.

"Perhaps the mafia have all disappeared somewhere?"

Morin sipped a glass of champagne. "You don't see those underground figures in black suits wandering the streets anymore."

After acquiring Neon's Nen ability, Chrollo met up with Morin for a brief respite here. They were in the most upscale restaurant in all of Yorknew City.

Guests either engaged in lively conversations or couples came to deepen their relationships.

Yet, with Morin and Chrollo dining here, there was a palpable sense of discord with the atmosphere.

However, no matter how out of place they seemed, the owner wouldn't dare to say anything, as this establishment was under the influence of the Fritz family.

Currently, the entire mafia organization in Yorknew City was mobilizing to hunt down the Phantom Troupe.

This news had already been passed on to Morin by the Fritz family. Morin merely chuckled at this.

Even if every mafia member in the world went after them, it would only be serving themselves up to Uvogin and the others.

Morin wasn't concerned, and the only point of doubt was how the Ten Dons knew the location of the Phantom Troupe's base. According to Chrollo, the elder had already been eliminated by the assassin he hired.

Therefore, the one manipulating the Ten Dons to reveal the Troupe's base was likely Illumi.

And the purpose, Morin could guess: it was Hisoka's commission for Illumi to create chaos for the Phantom Troupe, allowing him to escape amidst the confusion.

After escaping, he would most likely come for Chrollo. Based on Morin's estimation of Hisoka's abilities, Hisoka should be on his way to find Chrollo by now.

As for how Hisoka would find him? Morin knew that Illumi had brought his brother Kalluto along.

Kalluto, being a manipulator, used paper as a medium for his Nen. These papers had various magical uses, not only for combat but also for tracking people.

In the original, Chrollo used Kalluto's ability to locate the Exorcist's general area and complete the exorcism. Most likely, Hisoka would rely on Kalluto's ability to...

Morin's hand, holding the champagne, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Morin?"

Chrollo noticed Morin's unusual behavior. Seeing Morin staring intently in a certain direction, he followed his gaze.

Then he saw, at the entrance of the hotel, a figure with hands in pockets, wearing a jacket on the upper body, just shorts on the lower body, flip-flops on his feet, and large ears on a bald head.

The face was so wrinkled it almost obscured the entire visage. But no matter how wrinkled, those deep eyes couldn't be hidden.

Chrollo assessed that this was a very old man. More importantly, this old man was not ordinary.

The restaurant was bustling, with guests and waiters coming and going, yet no one seemed to notice the old man. He stood there as if he didn't exist, drawing no attention at all.

In the entire restaurant, only Morin and Chrollo noticed him. No, to be precise, it was because the old man allowed them to notice him that they became aware of his presence.

"Is it Maha Zoldyck?"

Morin looked at the old man's figure and familiar face, and the name popped into his mind.

Zeno's grandfather, who had consumed the longevity food "Nitro Rice" brought back by Zigg from the Dark Continent, lived to this age.

Based on the manga, when Netero, Zigg Zoldyck, and Linne Odberg explored the Dark Continent, Netero was at his peak, around his forties or fifties, and Zigg appeared to be in his twenties or even younger.

Netero and Zigg were roughly of the same generation, while Maha was a generation above Netero. But in terms of age, he might only be ten years older than Netero, or about the same age.

However, it was evident that Maha's face appeared much older than Netero's, likely due to consuming less Nitro Rice.

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Regardless of how old Maha has become or how much his strength has declined, there's no denying that his power is formidable.

Chairman Netero is the only person who has fought Maha and lived to tell the tale.

This was something Zeno mentioned, and he's not the type to exaggerate or lie for the sake of boasting.

In fact, given their assassin nature, he might have been conservative in his words.

Maha's strength is unquestionable, even if he now appears as an unremarkable old man. Yet, both Chrollo and Morin could still sense the subtle pressure emanating from him.

"Care for a drink, old man?" Morin raised his glass toward Maha.

"No need." The latter slowly shook his head, his voice old and raspy but clear and strong: "Someone has issued a commission, wanting to fight you."

Maha looked at Chrollo, "And we accepted."

"Hmm?" Chrollo's eyes flickered at this statement.

"May I know who issued the commission?"

"Hehe, of course, it's me." At the entrance, Hisoka's figure gradually appeared. Beside him stood Kalluto, holding an origami crane.

"My dear leader, I've been eagerly anticipating this moment for quite some time!!!" Hisoka smiled, eyes curving with excitement and obsession.

"So it was you." Chrollo shook his head slightly, "Was this your purpose for joining the Phantom Troupe, Hisoka?"

"That's right!!" Hisoka suddenly raised a playing card in his hand. "To achieve this goal, I've made many arrangements. Luckily, I'm finally able to meet you here, leader!!"

"And you specifically sought the Zoldyck family to help with your battle against Chrollo?" Morin glanced at Kalluto and Maha.

"What else? With Deputy Leader Morin in the way, my invitation to Chrollo would have been severely hindered."

Hisoka chuckled, "It's rare to have two mbers of the Zoldyck family assisting, so of course, I invited them over."

"Assisting, huh?" Morin put down his champagne glass, "Or do you think the two of them can stop me?"

His gaze swept over Kalluto and Maha: "I remember the Zoldyck family ranked the Phantom Troupe commission at the highest level, right?"

"That's for assassination commissions. This time we're only here to restrain." Kalluto explained, "We accepted this commission not to take lives, but to restrain."

"Is that so? Just to restrain?" Morin smiled, his eyes darkening, "You seem confident in your abilities. Do you think you can restrain me?"

"No, we don't have that confidence." Maha shook his head slightly, "We just need to ensure that Hisoka and Chrollo's battle can unfold."

He extended his hand to Morin, making an inviting gesture: "Would you mind accompanying this old man for some tea and a chat about matters beyond the Six Continents? These are secrets even my son and Netero don't know."

Hmm, that sounds like he's taking a jab at Netero.

"I see, so that's the kind of 'restraint' you're talking about." Morin's eyes returned to normal, "But old man, you're quite trendy, drinking tea at your age. Aren't you worried about diabetes?"

"No, tea is one of life's pleasures, along with rocking chairs, cartoons, chips, and donuts."

Maha's mouth curled into a smile that stretched across his entire face as he started walking outside.

"Cartoons, chips... I think I understand why the Zoldyck family ended up with characters like Milluki.

It seems this tradition and habit have been around since the ancestors." Morin felt like he had uncovered some of the Zoldyck family's secrets.

"Leader?" He turned to Chrollo, "What do you say? Can you handle it?"

Morin pointed at Hisoka, "According to the Zoldyck family rules, if you take out the client, the commission is nullified. Need me to clear him out for you?"

Chrollo gazed slightly at Hisoka, who stood there with a smile, unfazed by the word "clear."

"No need." He shook his head slowly, "I can handle it."

"It's been a while since I last fought. If I don't move soon, I might get rusty."

Chrollo smiled, "You go ahead with the old Zoldyck for tea. I'll join you shortly."

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