Chapter 65

My life is a chaotic and disorderly storm, and the worst part is that many times I don't even know where the hurricane I'm about to face comes from.

It wasn't until I boarded the plane with Hisoka to another city that I belatedly began to ask myself that question:

Why should I marry him?

Although I was the one who made the suggestion, why did he agree to it and why did he even propose it in the first place?

There are so many ways to leave the Zoldyck and Adrian families and live a peaceful life, so why did I choose this one?

I feel lost about myself.

While waiting in the airport waiting room, my mood suddenly plummeted.

So I quietly left and went to another waiting area alone, where I sat on a bench where no one knew me, lost in thought.

...I had been living peacefully for too long, and I almost forgot my identity and my mother's search for me.

After sitting on the bench in a daze for a while, I noticed suspicious stares.

I turned my face away, and the gaze disappeared as if trying to conceal itself, but I still quickly locked onto the spy.

He didn't really restrain the Nen power emanating from his body... Nen users are actually a rather rare group.

After a quick visual assessment of the other person's physique, I stood up without hesitation and left temporarily.

There would be no benefit for me to run into him face to face... I'm best at facing reality.

Because we were in a public place, the other person did not approach quickly, but maintained a moderate distance behind me.

I quickened my pace alone, walked around the corner, and racked my brains for a solution... Suddenly, an unusual aura loomed in front of me, blocking my way.

It's Hisoka.

Upon seeing him, I didn't have time to explain. I quickly moved closer to him and gestured for him to look at the Nen user behind me.

He looked up as I gestured, and the Nen user who had been following me realized what was happening. He stopped and stood far away on the other side, his expression grave.

“We’ve been discovered,” Hisoka said in a low voice, raising an eyebrow.

I frowned, preoccupied with the crisis at hand, and had no time to heed the playful sarcasm in his words.

"Help me," I said succinctly.

"Heh heh~" The red-haired man held up a playing card, pressed it to his lips and chuckled, "Okay~ But little Laiyi, don't take this opportunity to run away again."

I was baffled: "What do you mean?"

What does it mean to "escape" again?

Hisoka didn't explain. He just smiled, squinted, lowered his head, and brushed the hair off my cheek. Before I could protest, he swayed his hips and walked away.

His back view was very eye-catching.

I stared at his retreating figure for a while before realizing that the Nen user who had been following me had vanished without a trace.

Hisoka probably gave him a strong sense of crisis.

But simply driving him away is clearly not enough; what I need is for him to never reveal my whereabouts to my mother or the Zoldycks.

Having said that, should I start pretending to be someone I'm not?

There were no sunglasses or masks in my suitcase. I stared at my luggage in a daze, and halfway through my daze, I realized that someone was watching me.

But unlike the cold, indifferent probing before, this time the gaze was filled with more curiosity.

I raised my face to look at the person whose gaze was directed at me.

He had long, jet-black hair, a round face, and a short chin. He sat properly on the bench, holding a doll in his arms, but his boots swayed restlessly under his long skirt.

...It's a boy.

Even though he was wearing a long dress and his face looked like a delicate doll displayed in a shop window, for some reason, my intuition told me with absolute certainty that he was a boy.

...We looked at each other for a while.

The boy suddenly bent his knees, lightly jumped to the ground, and walked excitedly towards me.

“Sister!” he called out excitedly, “Sister Lei!”

I:"……"

When the boy got closer, it suddenly dawned on me that his cute and handsome appearance was full of Zoldyck features.

“…Alka,” I called out his name uncertainly.

The Zoldyck family has five children. Alluka is the fourth, sandwiched between Killua and Kalluto. When they were young, she and Killua were the closest among the brothers.

When I called his name, Aluka's eyes crinkled with joy.

"Yes!" He nodded vigorously and said, "I didn't expect to run into Sister Lai today—"

Halfway through his speech, his initially cheerful tone suddenly dropped, and his face seemed troubled by something, scrunching up.

"...Is it Sister Lei this time?" I heard him say this almost to himself.

Logically, I should have followed up with more questions based on his words.

But Alka's situation is special, and I only have one question in my mind:

Why is he here?

This is completely unreasonable.

"How did you end up here?" I asked him, having held back for so long.

Alka moved her lips as if to say something, but then the announcement came over the loudspeaker, saying that boarding could begin for the flight that Hisoka and I were to take.

I turned to look at the queue, but no one had moved yet. Suddenly, Aluka jumped up and shouted urgently:

"Can't……!"

I:"……"

Caught off guard, he grabbed my hand, causing me to stumble and fall a few steps forward. Aluka, wary, pulled me away from the queue, her voice impatient:

"You are not allowed to board!"

I was completely confused: "What are you talking about?"

He was very uneasy. He let go of me, tangled his hands together, rested his chin on the doll in his arms, and twisted his fingers around for a long time.

"...You can't board the plane, it might be dangerous." I heard him murmur in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I, I...I'm sorry...it's all my fault."

"What are you talking about?" I really don't understand.

Seeing my increasingly cold tone, Alka looked like she was about to cry. She mustered her courage and after a long while, she fixed her gaze and raised her head to say something to me. Just then, Hisoka appeared on the other side of the waiting room with his powerful and oppressive Nen.

Screams erupted from the crowd—because in front of Hisoka, the Nen user who had been following me was covered in blood, clutching his wounds, and fleeing in a disheveled state; the scene looked horrifying.

They continued fighting as they walked. I stared at them, lost in thought, worrying that Hisoka had made too much of a scene and that things might not end well. Suddenly, Alluka rushed over and grabbed my hand.

"Danger!" he said. "Let's get out of here quickly, Sister Lei."

...Why do you still call me "sister" after that?

Aside from the fact that his appearance here seemed quite inexplicable to me, the way he was addressed was also subtly unpleasant.

"I said... are you Aluka...?"

The question had barely left my mouth when a psychic artifact exploded at my feet. It must have been the power of that unfamiliar psychic. I was caught in the shockwave and my ankle went numb.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" Even though this had nothing to do with him, Aluka still apologized desperately at this moment, her eyes brimming with tears, as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.

"It's all my fault—" he repeated words I couldn't understand.

The airport is getting more and more chaotic.

I only had time to turn around and glance behind me before I suddenly felt dizzy.

A huge vortex appeared around Alka.

He stood at the edge of the whirlpool, looking at me with a terrified expression. Without saying a word, he tried to let go of my hand, but then he tugged at my fingers in a conflicted manner, repeating this process over and over again.

The vortex pulled him toward some unknown space. After a brief moment of shock, I frowned and pulled him toward me, trying to let go of my hand. We struggled against each other for a while, and then Alka suddenly stopped trying to let go of me and pulled me toward him.

A small knife flew past my hair.

I forced myself to turn around and met the eyes of the Nen user, who was being chased by Hisoka and whose eyes were bloodshot and disheveled. He looked at me and raised his hand again—

Then his hand was smoothly swept across by Hisoka's playing cards.

A feeling of weightlessness washes over you.

A huge vortex sucked Alka in along with me.

...

After regaining my sight, I found myself lying on an unfamiliar street. I was so frightened that I quickly sat up, patted my hair, and was afraid that my beautiful blonde hair would get dirty.

Alka, holding up her wide sleeves and covering her eyes, made a "woo-woo" sound and said to me:

“I’m sorry… Sister Lei… I didn’t mean to.”

"Why are you apologizing endlessly?" I finally couldn't help but ask him. "Can you explain what happened?"

“First,” I said, brushing aside the sleeve he was using to cover his face, “how exactly did you escape from Kukuroo Mountain? Didn’t they lock you up?”

...That's right.

Killua and Alluka used to be very close, but the reason why Killua could only play with me later was because Alluka was locked up.

Not only did I choose to stand idly by, but I also helped Illumi make Killua forget Allka and pretend that his family never had a younger brother.

...I had no choice; if I didn't do it, Illumi would kill me. I didn't want to challenge his authority at all.

So even though I felt bad for Alka, I still chose to do it. I didn't tell Killua about Alka's existence, and I never went to see Alka again. Even though I knew he would be very bored being locked up alone, I pretended that I didn't know anything.

He actually managed to escape, and he even called me "sister".

The closer he got to me, the more uncomfortable I felt, like there was a knot in my heart.

Aluka hesitated as I bombarded her with questions.

"I..." he began tentatively, "I came out a long time ago, and Killua took me away..."

"Then some things happened," he continued slowly, seemingly still feeling insecure as he burying half his face in his toy, "Killua asked me to stop some bad things from happening... After trying, we found that bad things always happen, and as soon as one is solved, another one will appear..."

His words were vague, and after I pressed him a few more times, I vaguely guessed that Killua was probably in a hurry to stop a disaster and asked Alluka to use his terrible power. After Alluka used her power, the disaster was temporarily suppressed, but this triggered a butterfly effect, leading to other terrible events.

To stop these butterfly effects, they had no choice but to start another round of repairs, one after another. In the process, Killua and Alluka got separated on their journey, and what's worse, Killua himself couldn't even remember it.

"So... you apologized to me because..." I asked.

Aluka said sullenly, "...Sister Lei might have died there just now because of something I did before."

I:"……"

That's so exciting!

So this is the dangerous life I've been living.

I was a little at a loss for words. After a moment of silence, I stood up, patted the hem of my skirt, and tried to answer calmly:

"Oh, I understand."

“So,” I then asked him, “where are we now?”

In other words...

Who will be unlucky this time?

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