Chapter 63

Shortly after inviting Hisoka to marry me, I rented a cell phone and made it clear that I required him to write down my phone number.

"Be sure to let me know in advance when you're getting married," I told him.

Hisoka never responded directly to my words, he just chuckled, and I didn't know what was so funny about it.

A few days later—that is, the evening of the second day—I finished my part-time job, remembered this person's existence, and casually edited a message to ask again:

When are you getting married?

Hisoka sent over a bunch of random emojis.

Then he said, "Oh my~ Still waiting? How cute~"

I became alert: "You're playing me."

Hisoka changed the subject, saying, "We can't go right now~"

"So when are you coming?" I asked.

“Haha,” he sent a laughing emoji, then said, “Since Little Lai has been waiting so long, I can give you a little reward~”

I:""

Hisoka: "Let's leave where we are now~ Otherwise, we might run into something we don't want to encounter~"

After saying that, he disappeared.

Hisoka's words were mysterious. I put down my phone and ignored it, but something felt off. So, two seconds later, I picked up my phone again, studied the message for a while, pondered for a moment, packed my bags, and went downstairs to check out.

I checked into another hotel just across the street.

As the night passed, even when I was preparing to go to my part-time job the next day, I thought about it and decided to temporarily halt my plans.

After washing up, I sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then lifted the covers and lay down to take a nap.

I slept until noon.

The hotel curtains were excellent at blocking out light; even though it was already noon, the room was as dark as if it were the dead of night before the curtains were drawn.

I had slept for too long and my mind was a little hazy. I got out of bed on instinct and pulled back the curtains.

Across the street, a taxi slowly came to a stop, its door opening directly in front of the hotel. A couple carrying large and small bags got out, followed by a child holding their hand.

It looks like a family on vacation.

I stared at them in a daze. The taxi quickly started and drove away. The next moment, the family walked towards the hotel entrance, just as they brushed past two teenagers who came out of the hotel.

Their figures seemed familiar.

I squinted.

Having spent a few days with Gon Freecss, whose emerald green outfit was truly eye-catching, and Killua's white tail with its upturned tip was also quite striking... Even though I knew they hadn't noticed me, I instinctively hid behind the curtains, only daring to peek at them cautiously, while simultaneously dialing Hisoka's number.

"...Killua came looking for me. Where did you get that information?"

I asked.

"Hmph~ He didn't come alone, did he~" Hisoka said smugly.

I tried to speculate: "Given Killua's personality, he definitely couldn't have a peaceful conversation with you... Gon probably isn't that close to you either. Did Illumi make you realize something? He was there too."

Hisoka: "What are you saying? I don't understand."

I frowned, extremely displeased.

"Since you've already warned me, don't pretend it's none of your business... Is Illumi even here?"

"You look so cute when you're anxious~" he said, seemingly out of the blue, "Unfortunately, I really don't know the answer."

...What an annoying guy.

My mood suddenly plummeted, and I felt so annoyed that I didn't want to say anything more to him. I was about to hang up the phone when my fingers moved.

Just then, Xisuo said:

"Ah...that's right...! Are you angry?"

I:"……"

In a flash, a guess suddenly came to mind.

I asked, "...Are you deliberately trying to upset me? No, you saw it."

The more fluently I spoke, the more I guessed, and I gritted my teeth and said fiercely, "Get out here!"

"Hmph~ Why are you suddenly saying that? I'm not even here with you. Do you really want to see me?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I don't know what kind of person you are?" If it weren't for the moral character I've been taught since childhood, I would have rolled my eyes at him.

Hisoka laughed heartily upon hearing this.

The situation was chaotic. I was so angry that I left the window and paced back and forth in the room, muttering something to myself about wanting to attack him, but the words just kept getting stuck in my throat.

Before I could even utter a word, I realized that my verbal attacks would have absolutely no effect on Hisoka.

He doesn't care at all.

In the end, I was the only one who suffered a defeat.

Realizing this, I sulked, silently sat down in the dark shadow cast by the curtains, hung up the phone, and sat there listlessly with my head down.

How annoying.

Is there not a single reliable man around me?

Seriously!

The thought of complaining had barely crossed my mind when a strange sound came from outside the door.

I was startled and immediately craned my neck to look out the window. Killua and Gon were no longer there.

...Is it them who have arrived?

No, this is ridiculously fast!

But if it's not them, then it's Illumi.

Filled with unknown fear, I tried peeking out through the peephole, only to see someone's muscular chest, which even their clothes couldn't conceal—

Judging from body shape...

Although Illumi has a high muscle mass, he actually has a small frame and looks very slender. Killua is the same, with a tall and slender build. This is probably because they inherited more of the characteristics of Mrs. Zoldyck from their family.

Xiao Jie isn't the muscular type either.

This size...

I angrily flung open the door.

"Hisoka—!" I called out the person's name.

The red-haired man outside the door was strikingly handsome, with high-arched eyebrows and slightly pursed lips. When he noticed my gaze, a flicker of interest flashed in his golden eyes.

He held a thin, square playing card between two fingers, gestured with the card, and made a greeting gesture towards me, his tone evasive:

"As you wished~ I've come to find you, little Lai~"

Amid his boastful words, I remained silent for a moment, then clenched my fist and punched him hard... but without using any telekinesis.

The man bent down, clutching his stomach, looking aggrieved. His red hair brushed past my eyes, and the scent of rose-scented shampoo filled my nostrils. I took a step back uncomfortably, then remembered something and kicked him in the shin angrily.

His muscles were as hard as iron plates. I felt annoyed and sullenly withdrew my foot, retreated into the room, crossed my arms in front of my chest, and puffed out my cheeks.

Hisoka entered the room, closed the door behind him, leaned against the wall, and asked while washing the playing cards in his hand:

"We finally got to meet~ Is this how Little Lai treats me? It hurts so much to kick him~"

"You didn't even need to use your telekinesis to kick me hard," I raised an eyebrow, my anger flaring like gunpowder, and retorted, "If you're so useless, you might as well just die from the pain. Why even bother coming to see me?"

Hisoka grinned: "You're angry again~"

"No," I asked impatiently, "I need your permission."

“Of course not,” his tone wasn’t as strange as before, which calmed me down a bit, and then I heard him continue, “Little Lai can do whatever he wants, how dare anyone object?”

I couldn't help but say, "You're quite good at being sarcastic."

Hisoka chuckled, continuing to shuffle the cards lazily.

I stared at him for a while without saying anything more. At that moment, he stopped shuffling the cards, lazily swayed his body and walked towards me, finally stopping in front of me. He grabbed the armrest of the chair and leaned down.

The fragrance of flowers filled my nostrils again. I stepped back, but his face followed me forward, his golden eyes shimmering with an alluring light that seemed to bewitch me.

I held my breath.

Just then, he moved one hand off the armrest, moved it upwards, and grasped a strand of blond hair on my cheek.

"This color suits you too," he said in a low voice, bringing his nose closer to her hair, his tone ambiguous, "So cute~"

I blinked, thought for a moment, and tried to hold back, but in the end I couldn't help it and kicked him again.

At the same time, I sincerely ask:

"Doesn't your back hurt from standing like that?"

Hisoka dodged my attack, let down that strand of golden hair, and stood up straight.

“A little bit,” he said.

"Then you should still be careful," I said more sincerely. "Your skills and physical condition aren't great to begin with; if your back also gives out, it'll only make things worse."

Hisoka: "..."

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