Pay like a cow?
Try your best and then die?
Damn—does this guy with nails have a screw loose?
Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio stared at the nails on Illumi's face and began to wonder… maybe one of them wasn't stuck in the right place and accidentally stabbed his brain.
Otherwise… what the hell was he even talking about? "Anti-human operations"? What's the purpose here?
Even Killua himself was confused. This was too much—even by his family's standards.
But Roy and Hisoka both understood.
Because—this was Illfan.
The ultimate brother-complex.
The kind of guy who would rather die by Killua's hands—just to live eternally in his heart.
This man existed for only two words: Killua Zoldyck. Naturally, he couldn't bear to see his little brother suffer even a tiny bit.
"Tsk~ What a touching brotherhood," Roy sneered. "If I don't accept, won't that make me look like the unreasonable brother?"
He laughed coldly.
"Heh, I almost forgot… I am his brother."
Roy stretched out five fingers toward Illfan.
"500 million. I'll give you a chance… to be my horse."
"Deal! Oh ho ho ho! I agree for my friend!"
Hisoka laughed maniacally, turning to Illfan:
"If you don't wanna pay, I'll cover it!"
Hiss~ This guy really acts like a big shot.
A man with a private jet—clearly, he doesn't lack money.
But Illfan didn't even look at him.
Without a word, he pulled out his phone and directly transferred 500 million to Roy's account!
As the eldest son of the Zoldyck family, assassination and commissions were routine. Of course, he had money—and pride to match.
[Ding~]
[Your account ending in 7086 has received a deposit of 500 million ringgits.]
[Please check your balance!]
The notification sounded.
Everyone nearby stared, jaws dropped, practically drooling.
Especially Leorio.
He looked like he was bleeding from every pore on his body.
Watching others make money so easily… it was more painful than death.
And Roy's "deal" was just a joke.
He said "500 million," and he got it.
No questions, no effort.
Just force it.
Why doesn't anything like that ever happen to me?!
Leorio clenched his fists in jealousy.
The "only" difference between him and Roy…
…was that he didn't have a horse!
Then, without thinking, he turned to Kurapika.
The blonde shuddered.
Their eyes met—and Kurapika instinctively took a step back in disgust.
"Whoosh!"
After receiving the money, Roy snapped his fingers, releasing the Haki-infused threads and lifting Killua's seal.
Killua immediately kicked off on his skateboard with a whoosh and disappeared into the distance.
A good horse… lost.
Sigh.
Roy shrugged.
"Guess I'll just get a new one."
With a blur, he vanished—appearing instantly on Illfan's shoulders.
A horsewhip made of black Haki threads materialized in his hand.
CRACK!
"Hyahh!"
Illfan, under his alias Gittarackur, had a glint in his cold dead-fish eyes.
He wordlessly took off running, stiff but obedient.
"Ah~ Subarashii… Illfan, you're just too charming~"
Hisoka shivered with excitement.
"Being stepped on like that must feel amazing!"
He licked his lips, perverted as ever, and chased after them.
That left only the "clueless trio" behind.
They looked at each other in silence.
They had learned a valuable lesson today:
If a horse delivers itself to your door, ride it.
"Kurapika," Leorio leaned in with a greasy smile, "I'm not asking you to be a horse or a cow—just give me a lift!"
The blonde didn't even respond. He slapped Leorio across the face and took off.
"Idiot. I'm not your father."
"Gon, let's go!"
Gon followed, leaving Leorio standing alone, clutching his briefcase in defeat.
"Damn it! I wasn't even asking for money! Why run?!"
He chased after them, panting.
Roy, now riding Illfan like a steed, took a swig from his wine gourd.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his foot.
The corner of his mouth curled up coldly.
You tried to stab my foot with your nails? Typical of you, "good brother."
Using his Ken (Haki), he instantly detected Illfan's sneaky move.
The guy had gathered nails, aimed at Roy's soles, and stabbed upward from his shoulders.
Without holding back.
"Iron Body."
Roy focused his aura into his feet, hardening the muscles like steel.
Then, he coated them in Armament Haki.
Clink~ Clink~ Clink~
The nails snapped and scattered, broken at the base.
Roy's feet were unharmed.
"Huh?!"
Illfan looked down and saw the mangled nails.
His expression darkened.
His proudest move… blocked?
It's been so long since I saw you. Have you grown stronger, 'little brother'?
Illfan narrowed his eyes coldly.
He twisted his shoulders sharply, trying to shake Roy off with brute force.
But Roy clung to him like a sticky leech.
"What the hell… this clingy feeling—"
Illfan turned and looked at Hisoka.
Hisoka's expression shifted for a moment.
The smile disappeared.
Then—
It came back even creepier.
"Oh ho ho~ No no, not me~"
As a magician, Hisoka would never reveal his tricks.
He was sure of one thing:
He had never used Bungee Gum in front of Roy.
So there was only one explanation—
This wasn't "sticky" like gum…
It was "sewn" with aura.