"Brother, is his father very powerful?"
Killua looked at the child who was obviously not suitable but had already started to work hard on physical activity training. He blinked his big cat eyes and turned to Illumi to continue asking about the situation.
"He's not a weak guy. Our family doesn't want to provoke such an enemy."
Illumi thought about it and told Killua with certainty that Hisoka was the kind of person their family didn't want to be an enemy of.
"So... is Big Brother familiar with his father?"
The fact that this was an enemy that the family did not want to provoke made Killua give up the idea of taking the child home.
They can't rob, but they can use other methods.
"It's OK. Hisoka is a very generous customer."
Illumi thought about it seriously again and determined Hisoka's identity.
"Since he is such a generous customer, can we implement some welfare projects to give back to him, such as taking care of his children..."
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...
Little Killua's brain has begun to work in overdrive, once again planning how to bring the child home.
As for the killer family, when have they ever given back benefits...
There wasn’t one before, but that doesn’t mean there won’t be one in the future.
Those dessert shops and chocolate shops can all organize activities to give back to customers, and it wouldn’t hurt for them to learn from them and do it once.
"Hisoka won't agree. This is his only son. Don't even think about it."
Illumi stared at Xingyan's direction for a while, first considering the possibility that Hisoka agreed, then thinking about his own situation, and the development of this child after he was brought home...
Finally, he nodded affirmatively and told Killua clearly that he could not take the child back.
It’s not that he can’t take the child home, but he can’t let this child become a replacement for Killua.
Although Killua is often willful and causes headaches for his family, no matter how disobedient he is, he is still the treasure of the whole family.
Neither the family nor he needs substitutes.
"Is that so... Then can I get to know and be familiar with the son of this generous customer?"
Killua saw that his elder brother had clearly rejected his plan and knew very well that he couldn't take the child home, so he took a step back and thought it would be okay for them to be friends, right?
But he couldn't just say they were friends, because that would be directly denied by his eldest brother, and it might also cause trouble for the child.
"Yeah... sure!"
After careful consideration, Illumi determined that this was to allow Killua to meet potential customers in advance.
So, no problem at all.
And he was very satisfied that his brother had finally learned the communication mode of building relationships with customers.
"Don't worry, bro. I will make sure this customer's son feels that we at Zoldyck are the ones he can trust the most!"
Killua was satisfied.
He turned around and ran to find Xingyan and taught him the training method that a child should have.
"Killua, is this weird?"
Xingyan had already started training, but Killua carried him to an open space nearby and taught him basic limb stretching.
Moving his arms and legs, Xing Yan was now very unsure when he would be able to activate his Nen ability if he continued like this.
I originally thought that it was normal for me to start thinking when I was surrounded by a group of people and under great pressure.
Now, there is nothing.
Not only Killua had to teach him how to train, but Illumi next to him also seemed to have no need to work. He stared at him with a strange expression, and occasionally he could feel a chill passing through his back.
This was completely appropriate basic training for a child, but it made Xingyan feel conflicted. He only stopped when Hisoka returned with a bloody face.
Hisoka at this moment was completely different from before. There were several scratches on his body and his eyes were twisted and crazy.
"dad!"
Xingyan looked at Hisoka, who had returned to the concept of a 'battle madman', tilted his head and blinked, then ran over with his arms open.
Killua, who was standing there in a daze, reached out to grab the man, but he was frightened by the twisted murderous aura that Hisoka was emitting, and his hand was slow to move. By the time he raised his arm, it was too late.
"My dear son, are you afraid?"
Hisoka, dressed as a clown, reached out and picked up the child who was running towards him.
Looking at his son who showed no emotion at all as he had imagined, Hisoka's twisted laughter became even crazier.
He knew that this child was meant to be his son.
This courage and the ability to completely ignore the murderous intent made him so happy!
“Don’t be afraid!”
Xingyan reached out and poked the star on Hisoka's face, smiling to show that he was not scared at all.
For him who had spent several years in Hueco Mundo in the previous world, this kind of makeup was really very gentle.
As for murderous intent and bloodiness?
He had never been afraid of that thing since he was killed in the Ninja World.
But, this on the face, is it a 'flirtatious illusion'?
If he hadn't touched it directly, he really wouldn't have been able to tell it was fake.
"Ilmi, your brother is too weak, you should train him well in the future!"
Hisoka was very dissatisfied with the battle before and originally wanted to fight with Illumi.
Now he suddenly felt that it would be better to put off fighting Ilmi until later.
That guy now has to take care of the white-haired boy, so he won't take the battle too seriously, and he also has to educate his own son.
"Please pay me for half a day's care."
Illumi didn't pay attention to what Hisoka said. Killua was indeed too weak.
But this did not stop him from looking after the baby for a few hours, and now he needed to find Hisoka to settle the fees he had just paid.
"......"
Xingyan tilted his head and looked at Yilmi. He knew that this guy was obsessed with money, but he had never thought of this before.
It seems that I have to reduce the number of times this person appears around me in the future, otherwise, all his family’s money will belong to Ilmi Zoldyck sooner or later!
"What's wrong? Do you think you paid too much?"
Xi Suo paid the bill and took the elevator with his son in his arms. He looked at the child with a slightly aggrieved look in his eyes and carefully recalled what had happened.
Then he suddenly discovered that his son was also a money-grubber?
"I also want to make money. My father worked hard to earn his money. I can't just spend it..."
Xing Yan did not admit that he was worried about his family's money.
He told Hisoka in a different way that he just felt sorry for his father who was injured in the process of making money.
"It doesn't matter, our family is not short of money..."
Most people would feel warmed when being cared for and loved by their own children, but Hisoka felt depressed.
For him, it is more about experiencing the fun of fighting.
And in the process of fighting, he can make money by the way, this is his life.
But his child was only looked after by Ilmi for half a morning, and he mistakenly thought that he was using his injured body to exchange for money...
No, he had to find a way to correct this child's thinking.
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