I'm Really Not A Nen Exorcist (HxH Fanfic)

'Moses knows the 100-Type Guanyin?!'

Biscuit, who was engrossed in her handsome men magazine, had her attention diverted for the first time.

She looked at Moses, and her first reaction was that Kanzai had lost his mind.

Moses sensed Biscuit's gaze, but pretended not to notice and said to the phone, "I don't know the 100-Type Guanyin."

"What?"

Kanzai on the other end of the phone was momentarily taken aback.

After a brief silence, he shouted again in a loud voice: "I'm not blind, if you don't want to talk about it, just forget it."

"I'm serious, I don't know the 100-Type Guanyin. I just know how to use it once."

Moses replied earnestly.

Kanzai fell silent again, as if his brain had crashed again.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean, I don't know how to use the 100-Type Guanyin, but I can use it once."

Feeling that Kanzai really wanted to get to the bottom of this matter, Moses decided to tell him the truth.

After hearing Moses's explanation, Kanzai immediately understood.

But even if Moses could only use the 100-Type Guanyin once, it was enough to make Kanzai astonished.

As for the knockoff version of the 100-Type Guanyin tonight, there's no need to pay attention to it. After all, the accuracy of its abilities is far inferior to the genuine 100-Type Guanyin.

The 100-Type Guanyin used by Moses gave Kanzai the intuitive feeling that it was like Netero himself making a move...

"So, you were able to use the 100-Type Guanyin once... Is it because of your Nen?"

Kanzai couldn't suppress his curiosity and blurted out a not-so-appropriate question.

However, after asking this question, he quickly realized his mistake and quickly added: "If it is related to your Nen, you don't have to answer that."

"I'm sorry, I really can't answer that."

Moses gazed ahead and said softly.

Not to mention that the secret of Perception must not be revealed, even he himself is not clear about the origin of Perception, so how to explain it is a problem in itself.

Most importantly, he had no control over this ability. Strictly speaking, Perception wasn't even his ability, but more like a kind of existence that resides within him.

Kanzai was stunned for a moment, scratched his head vigorously, and sighed into the phone: "What are you apologizing for? I..."

"Zaikan, you can think of it as me having a very strong mimicking ability."

Moses interrupted Kanzai with a smile, and then said: "So, do you want to spar with me? Who knows, I might even be able to mimic your abilities."

"Bullshit, my abilities have nothing to do with techniques, how can you just mimic them?"

Kanzai replied grumpily.

Moses tilted his head slightly and smiled, "That's true, but your 'self-healing' ability would be very useful in a fight. It would be great if I could learn it."

"…"

Kanzai fell silent upon hearing this.

He inexplicably recalled the memory of Moses telling him in the hospital that he could use 100-Type Guanyin, so he felt that Moses's words now were strange.

"I'm going to eat now, bye."

Kanzai shivered slightly, then quickly made up an excuse and hung up the phone.

In the VIP suite of the airship, Moses listened to the disconnect tone, smiled, and put away his phone. But in his mind, he was already thinking about how to get Kanzai to willingly spar with him.

If he could defeat Kanzai in a nearly perfect way, he might just be able to replicate Kanzai's self-healing ability.

Even if it was a one-time use, it could serve as a life-saving trump card in a critical moment.

However, ever since the Eye of Sight incident, Kanzai has always been extremely resistant to the challenge he had proposed.

'Let's try asking Zaikan about it again sometime in the future.'

Moses muttered to himself.

On the sofa, Biscuit had already set aside her magazine and scrutinized Moses from head to toe.

Even though Moses didn't turn on the speaker during his conversation with Kanzai, Biscuit could still eavesdrop clearly at this distance.

"100-Type Guanyin... Hmph, so you still have that kind of ability."

Biscuit crossed her legs, her eyes constantly wandering over Moses body.

Moses turned his head to look at Biscuit and replied seriously, "It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, sis."

"Don't give me that."

Biscuit huffed, but the slight curve of her lips betrayed her.

In fact, she had sensed that Moses harbored many secrets, but she had no intention of delving into them.

In her opinion, no matter how many secrets Moses had, he is still the same Moses she knew.

Two days later.

The airship landed in a city called Lulin.

During this journey, Moses rarely engaged in his daily training regimen, instead opting to lie in bed and sleep.

With Biscuit and the others accompanying him, he could fall into a deep sleep without worry.

And this sleep lasted for two whole days.

When he woke up, it was exactly the time the airship reached its destination.

"If you didn't look so energetic, I would have suspected that you were possessed by the Post-Mortem Nen."

Biscuit remarked, looking at Moses who had just gotten out of bed and looked fully refreshed.

To be honest-

Moses sleeping for two days straight made Biscuit a little uncomfortable, and the same went for Menchi and Shizuku.

After all, in their eyes, Moses was a fanatic who persisted in daily training every day. Yet here he was, sleeping for two days straight, interrupting that unwavering daily routine.

Faced with Biscuit's teasing, Moses did not respond but just smiled.

The intense battle that night...

The physical exhaustion wasn't much of a problem, but the mental strain from multitasking had taken its toll.

After two days of deep sleep, Moses had recovered almost completely.

After leaving the airport, the group went to the city center and found a restaurant with a nice environment to have dinner.

"The replica of the crown was taken away by the Phantom Troupe. With that, your previous arrangements... wouldn't they be in vain?"

At the dinner table, Moses looked at Biscuit who was sitting opposite him, bringing up the matter of the replica crown.

Hearing this, Biscuit sighed unhappily, "If it's in vain, then so be it. Anyway, the money has already been spent, let them have it. Besides, the real thing is in your hands, so it's not a total waste of money."

Although they escaped from the museum exchange that night unscathed, all the antique treasures at the exchange fell into the hands of the Phantom Troupe, including the seven-colored gems on the replica of the crown that Biscuit wanted.

This rendered Biscuit's previous plan to prove the crown as a replica meaningless.

However, since the genuine article was in Moses's hands, the money she had spent on her arrangements could at least help Moses greatly reduce the difficulty of selling the crown.

"Or else…"

Seeing that Biscuit was depressed, Moses thought of just giving the real thing directly to Biscuit.

He just feels that it would be a pity if a complete item that carries history becomes a damaged item because of personal preference.

"No thanks."

Biscuit guessed what Moses wanted to say and directly refused.

She was indeed initially going for the seven-colored gems on the crown, and planned to pry the gems off the crown directly after obtaining it.

It's just that, her budget was limited at the time, or rather, the budget she prepared couldn't compete with those rich people who came to attend the Museum Exchange Conference.

The possibility of grabbing the crown among that group of competitors is almost zero.

Later, upon learning that the crown was a replica, her hopes were rekindled.

Who would have thought that it would be ruined by the Phantom Troupe.

Biscuit understood the true value of the genuine item, so under the circumstances of being unable to afford it, why would she take something from Moses for free?

Moreover, after listening to the explanation of the appraiser at the Museum Exchange Conference, she realized that prying off the gems would undoubtedly be a desecration of a treasure.

So in fact, Biscuit has already given up on the idea of obtaining those seven-colored gems.

Moses looked at Biscuit and tactfully said, "I actually don't really need money..."

"If I say no, it means no!"

Biscuit glared at Moses.

Seeing her reaction, Moses didn't push further and shrugged, "Alright."

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