Hunter x Hunter: The Zoldyck Family's Legendary Item Master

The old man's face had darkened.

Zeno realized something was wrong and disappeared from Maha's sight in an instant without pausing for a moment.

The old man watched him leave, and remained in a daze for a long time.

Suddenly I shuddered, not knowing what terrible thing I was thinking about.

I'm completely wide awake!

Suddenly, he stopped rocking in his rocking chair and stopped reading erotic comics.

He muttered intermittently, "No way."

Sleepless all night.

The next day.

In the early morning, a cool breeze was blowing and the air was fresh.

Sean got up very early, before the sun had fully risen.

After changing into my training clothes, I prepared to start a day of "Wanben Suzhen" ahead of schedule.

I'll be updating twice a week from now on, so I can't waste a single second.

After a quick wash, I had just closed the door when I turned around and bumped into Maha, who had two huge panda eyes.

"What's wrong, old man? Did you direct too much?"

Tsk~ You've even gotten those dark circles under your eyes. "Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Maha remained silent, staring intently at Sean. Sean's hand slipped, and he shoved him aside, assuming it was just another episode of his illness. Without giving it much thought, he took a step and went out the door.

But what Sean didn't expect was that the old man would follow him like a shadow.

He follows you when you train him, he follows you when you eat, he follows you when you draw comics, and he even follows you when you take a dump. You can see him sticking his head out of the toilet door whenever you look up.

For several days in a row—

Sean couldn't take it anymore and snapped!

He slammed down his paintbrush and glared at Maha with annoyance, saying, "If you have something to ask, just say it."

"Don't act like a ghost all the time, appearing and disappearing like a ghost!"

The old man remained silent, picked up the line drawing that Sean had just finished on the desk, looked at it for a while, and finally broke his damned silence!

"Sean, what's your opinion on Hiruzen Sarutobi?"

The manga series "Nakakage" has now entered its climax, the "Chunin Exams".

Orochimaru is about to lead the Sound Ninja to invade Konoha.

The old man started paying attention to the comic book plot at this point, and seemed to have returned to normal?

Sean quietly breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "Finally willing to speak?"

"I thought you'd suddenly gone mute!"

“Answer my question.” Maha seemed very concerned about Hiruzen Sarutobi.

But he's just an old bastard in a comic book, what's there for him to care about?

Sean glanced at Maha sideways, leaned back in his chair, and pursed his lips. "What? How do you watch this? I'll watch it lying down."

Why are you so concerned about him? Are you just feeling sorry for him?

Mah's heart skipped a beat; Sean had inadvertently touched on his secret.

He wanted to test Sean's attitude towards him by using the character "Hiruzen Sarutobi"!

Zeno's words were still fresh in his mind. If one day he really couldn't beat this kid, would he turn his back on him in an instant?

"It's both yes and no," Maha said, feigning calmness. "People tend to become sentimental as they get older."

"The Third Hokage has sacrificed so much for Konoha. As an old man, I am somewhat curious about his later years."

Hey~ Are you curious about Hiruzen Sarutobi's later years, or are you curious about your own later years?

Sean didn't believe Mah's nonsense at all. Did he think the world's number one assassin had any empathy? Did he think Sean's brain was mush?

Sean chuckled: "I'll tell you if you want to know."

Mahergen has made a move.

Then Sean recalled the plot of "Naruto" and said leisurely, "In my plan, the character Hiruzen Sarutobi has a life of ups and downs, experiencing three wars, with both glory and lows."

"His later years were not good at all; in fact, they were quite miserable!"

Upon hearing this, Maha's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask, "Can't even the shadow of a village get a good end?"

"Among all his disciples and followers, not one was filial to him?"

Huh? Talking about filial piety with a ninja? Are you out of your mind, or am I?

Sean rolled his eyes at Maha and scoffed, "Don't even mention filial piety."

"In the end, Hiruzen Sarutobi died at the hands of his own apprentice!"

Hey. The "Three Ninjas"—a gambler, a lecher, and a traitor. What a joke about the Will of Fire!

"Huh? Died at the hands of his own disciple?"

I can't stand hearing this. Quick, quick, stop talking.

Mah's eyelids twitched!

Let's compare them—

Self = Hiruzen Sarutobi; Shawn = Hiruzen Sarutobi's apprentice.

Sure enough, that brat has a rebellious streak; he's destined to "rebel" in the future, isn't he?

The old man's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Can't you give him a good ending?"

"The other person dedicated their entire life to Konoha and deserves respect."

Shit!

Sean rolled his eyes impatiently: "Who's going to watch a happy ending?"

"True art is tragedy!"

"We're going to use a knife to stab the reader's heart!"

"Only by making them feel pain can they remember it deeply, and only then can the comics sell well."

"You, an outsider, wouldn't understand."

Maha: "."

I'll kill you right now!

Chapter 16 The Flood Washed Away the Dragon King's Temple X "Shadow Clone Technique"

The old man left "home" cursing and swearing.

According to him, he was going to break off relations with Sean for two days.

Sean couldn't wait for two days to turn into two years. He finally got a moment of peace and quiet and scanned the two week's worth of line art before sending them to Bones.

After receiving the message, Ms. Matsuki Nanako from the editorial department called, as expected: "Thank you for your hard work, writer. Two updates a week. I'm sure the readers will praise your diligence."

"If I don't have enough talent, I'll make up for it with hard work. That's all I'm good at," Sean said modestly with a smile.

"You're too modest." Nanako glanced at the other colleagues in the office, covered her mouth, and said cautiously to Sean, "Mr. Honkishi, other manga artists have been quite critical of your double-update schedule."

"There are bound to be some extremists who will cause you trouble."

"I even heard that someone threatened to hire Zoldyck assassins to kill you!"

Huh? Hire me to kill myself? Sean was taken aback for a moment, then smiled knowingly.

"What are you laughing at?" Nanako asked anxiously, her expression turning serious. "Mr. Hon, you may not realize the seriousness of the matter."

"That's the Zoldyck family! The world's number one assassin family, they never leave empty-handed!"

"So you've gotten yourself into big trouble!"

“Yeah~ within reach,” Sean picked at his ear. “Miss Nanako, would you mind revealing who you are? Do you want to kill me?”

"Well... I've only heard about it," Nanako said with a troubled expression. "I don't know the specifics yet, but I assure you, I will inform you as soon as I have any news."

“No need.” Sean glanced out the window.

Illumi walked in, carrying a severed head in his hand, his face expressionless.

"Dad said that the commission for this case will be settled with you."

Sean nodded and beckoned Illumi to come closer. He then used "Multiply" to kick Illumi away!

"Those were my colleagues, my relatives and friends. You killed them without asking me?"

I just wanted to help my brother sort out a little trouble, and you want money? Don't you know any better?

"Hello? Moses~ Moses~ Professor, are you alright?" As if she had heard something terrible, Nanako's voice was clearly a little nervous.

Sean withdrew his foot, picked up the phone again, and smiled: "Sorry to have worried Ms. Nanako."

"Of course." Nanako breathed a sigh of relief, her tone noticeably more relaxed: "Mr. Hon-san, please contact me promptly if you encounter any difficulties."

"In an emergency, I will ask the company to step in."

"Well, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After the call ended, Nanako Matsuki peeked out and glanced around. Finding nothing amiss, she picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

Cooked food —

Before he could even swallow a mouthful of water, a scream, accompanied by the sound of a chair crashing to the ground, echoed throughout the entire office!

"What? Kishida-sensei is dead?"

"Impossible! I clearly met him just yesterday!"