In HxH with Doraemon Pocket

In the blink of an eye, it was already September 6th, the day of the Nampix Auction.

Thanks to the actions of the Phantom Troupe, the city had seen little to no gang activity recently. Each group, having gone through so much, was left severely weakened.

The Fraze family, warned by Morin to hide their power and avoid the eye of the storm, suffered the least among the families.

Kurapika took advantage of the chaos, using a thunderous approach to manage the Nostrade family, ensuring everyone within respected him.

He then decisively moved to absorb the remnants of gangs whose leaders had been eliminated.

For a time, the Nostrade family not only appeared unharmed but also saw their prestige and influence grow.

There were whispers of them becoming the leading voice among the underworld families.

After all, at the Cemetery Hotel, only Dalzollene and Nostrade perished. Their deaths had little impact on the Nostrade family.

Now, the Nostrade family had strong power and confidence as their backbone, unlike before when they relied on Neon's fortune-telling to gain status and power.

Kurapika's leadership skills were indeed extraordinary. Hisoka's description of his personality type was vividly displayed in Kurapika's actions.

Even Neon was persuaded by Kurapika to stay quietly in the hotel with the bodyguards to watch the live broadcast of the auction.

Yes, this auction attracted many of the world's elite, a perfect way to showcase wealth, power, and status.

The major TV media outlets naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity, sending numerous reporters and photographers for exclusive interviews.

Neon wasn't clamoring to attend this time because most of the Nostrade family's liquid assets were being used by Kurapika to expand their influence.

Simply put, there was no money for the spoiled young lady to squander.

Although Kurapika outwardly showed respect to Neon, he wouldn't indulge her whims. Meanwhile, as Neon and the bodyguards watched the live broadcast, the Nampix Auction proceeded as planned.

In contrast, it was a prominent event in Yorknew City, an open auction attracting the world's elite.

Unlike the underground auction, which was a celebration for the mafia and a platform for the Ten Dons to display their power and for underworld families to compete financially, Yorknew City's reputation and accolades largely stemmed from this auction.

Upper-class elites, gentlemen, nobles, wealthy tycoons—all were essential parts of this dream auction. If the underground auction was a place for gangs to flex their muscles, then the dream auction was a battlefield for the elite.

Darkness and light, two entirely different worlds, yet both expressed the same significance through the auction.

The dream auction was held in Yorknew City's most luxurious and spacious hall. Although many elites existed globally, not everyone could attend due to various reasons.

Thus, to fill the seats and earn some extra cash, the dream auction sold general admission tickets besides sending out invitations.

A ticket cost five million Jenny, a trivial amount for the wealthy elite, but an acceptable price for those eager to touch high society, such as nouveau riche and middle-class individuals without connections.

Don't underestimate the impact of this entry ticket; business deals worth millions or even tens of millions of Jenny could be struck during the auction.

The bigwigs discussed cooperation in billions. This wasn't just an auction—it was a unique business exchange!

So, while gaining prestige, the dream auction also made a hefty profit from ticket sales. Gon and his friends, without invitations, spent fifteen million Jenny to get entry passes.

At the entrance of the Nampix Auction Hotel, Killua adjusted his bowtie and asked Gon, who was holding the auction catalog, "Are they only auctioning one set today?"

"Yeah, it says here that a game will be auctioned in Hall B this afternoon," Gon replied, flipping through the catalog.

The auction venue was divided into four sections: A, B, C, and D. Unique items like Greed Island were sold in Section B. Section A was for relics and antiques, Section C for precious diamonds and treasures, and Section D for commemorative collectibles.

"Let's hope we start strong and win the game right away!" Leorio cheered, punching the air.

"Things might not go as smoothly as we hope," Killua said, eyeing a slowly approaching luxury car.

"He wants the Greed Island game as much as we do! It's the billionaire, Battera!"

Battera was among the world's top-tier wealthy individuals. Killua and Gon, determined to bid for Greed Island, didn't slack off even with sufficient funds.

They began investigating potential competitors in this auction.

Naturally, Battera, known globally for collecting Greed Island, caught their attention. There was no hiding his desire for the game; it was evident online and in reports.

"If it comes down to a financial battle, we might not stand a chance," Killua said, hands behind his head, watching Battera step out of the car.

As a legendary tycoon with immense wealth, Battera's presence at the Nampix Auction made him the center of attention. Many reporters swarmed around him. "My purpose?"

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When Battera was asked about his purpose for attending the auction, he displayed his signature smile: "Of course, it's for Greed Island."

"Why buy it just to keep it? Isn't it human nature to claim what you love as your own?" he responded.

Meanwhile, Gon, Killua, and Phinks and Feitan met, and the two struck up a conversation, leading to a promise to play a game together!

"And why are you so fond of this game?" another reporter asked. "You've spent a fortune on it, even affecting your regular assets."

"Is it because of love?" Battera smiled, raising an eyebrow. "It's all out of genuine love." In his mind, he recalled the serene image of his beloved lying in a hospital bed and the rewards of completing Greed Island.

As Battera was being interviewed, Gon, Killua, and Leorio entered the grandeur of the brilliantly lit hall.

"Where's Hall B?"

"It should be over there."

"How long until the auction starts?"

"About ten minutes. I wonder if there's a place here selling snacks, especially chocolate."

Chatting casually, they quickly found their destination.

"Phenomenal!" Gon exclaimed, impressed by the opulent venue, his first time in such a place.

"Good thing we're in formal wear; everyone else is in suits too!"

"If we'd come in casual clothes, we'd definitely stand out."

Leorio tugged at his collar, feeling awkward. "This place makes me feel really out of place. And I feel like a lot of people are looking our way."

"That's because this isn't typically a place for kids," Killua shrugged, noticing the curious glances in their direction.

"Where are our seats again? Rows eleven, twelve, and thirteen..." Gon checked his ticket for their seat numbers.

"Ah, there they are!"

They found their seats, three in a row, conveniently vacant. Already seated beside them were two individuals.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you," Gon politely greeted them.

Behind him, Killua's eyes narrowed, his senses on high alert. "These two aren't ordinary!"

He glanced at the pair—one without eyebrows, the other a small man with narrow eyes—recognizing them as formidable opponents, not to be underestimated.

"No problem, we just got here too," Phinks casually replied, barely glancing at Gon before returning to his own thoughts. Beside him, Feitan quietly flipped through the catalog, ignoring Gon's greeting. However...

"Kids, huh? But their Nen training seems decent."

"The one with the spiky hair under the hat or the silver-haired one?"

Phinks and Feitan exchanged looks, communicating silently.

Feitan: "What do you think?"

Phinks: "Both aren't bad, but the silver-haired kid gives me a stronger sense of danger."

Feitan: "Feels like his aura is similar to mine."

Phinks: "Really? I find the spiky-haired kid interesting."

Feitan: "But no matter what, the weakest among them is that guy, right?"

Phinks: "Yeah, seems like he only knows how to use Ten, doesn't even seem to know Zetsu, can't hide his aura well."

Feitan and Phinks accurately assessed the trio. However—

If Leorio knew he was being referred to as "that guy" by Phinks and Feitan, he might feel indignant. But for now, he remained oblivious, instead feeling nervous about the upcoming auction.

He sat on the outermost seat of the three, with Killua in the middle and Gon next to Phinks.

In the original events, after a series of incidents involving Kurapika and the Phantom Troupe, along with Gon and his friends being followed, captured, and pursued again, they became well-acquainted with the Phantom Troupe.

Nobunaga even wanted to recruit Gon to replace Uvogin.

This led to Gon and Killua's encounter with Feitan and Phinks at the venue, resulting in a frantic escape. The two were cornered by Feitan and Phinks, who expressed their intentions.

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