After the introductions, those who already knew were calm, while those who didn't were completely overwhelmed by the amount of information.
"Why is the clone's hair white! Why did you hit us with pipes and change our memories! How can you even do that! Can Nen really do such crazy things!" Little Killua was truly shocked by everything today.
White Kusuo sat cross-legged on the ground, much more cheerful than Saiki Kusuo: "If you really can't understand it, Killua, just think of me as your Kusuo's twin brother!"
"What kind of twin brother is that! It's even weirder! Would Illumi even accept that!" Killua looked at Illumi.
"Oh, I knew about his existence not long after arriving in the Dark Continent, that's why I went inside at the beginning. I also occasionally asked White Kusuo to teleport me home for assassination missions. Didn't you notice?"
Illumi's words were shocking, and for a moment everyone, including Chrollo and Hisoka, looked at him.
Illumi tilted his head: "Didn't you all know?"
Hisoka: "I didn't know... I only really got to know Kusuo these past two days."
He's not calling him "little" anymore. Is he in awe now, Hisoka?
Chrollo: "I only guessed it myself later..."
Illumi flicked his hair: "Oh, really? I also used a lot of game items. White Kusuo gave me an unlimited supply."
Stop showing off, Illumi.
"I value my family a lot, and basically only family needs to be valued. Of course, I'll give my family whatever they want," White Kusuo said honestly.
"That may be true, but something feels wrong. This Kusuo..." Milluki stared at White Kusuo.
White Kusuo said: "Ah, did you notice? There are bound to be differences between the clone and the original. Besides the hair, the main difference is in personality. There are also subtle differences in the body, like skin tone..."
"That Kusuo is actually talking openly!"
[They discovered that? Only now?]
The clever Milluki pointed at White Kusuo with delayed shock: "That's not right! This Kusuo isn't hiding anything! Where's the tsundere side? Where's the meanness? Where's the habit of keeping everything to yourself and making us guess? The sense of accomplishment that comes from understanding Kusuo's meaning after spending time with him is completely gone!"
Saiki Kusuke suddenly sympathized: "Ah, I feel that way too. Kusuo is more lovable than the fake clone, right?"
"Yeah... Wait, who are you?" Milluki, who hadn't noticed his older brother introducing Kusuke, was stunned.
"I'm Kusuo's older brother," Saiki Kusuke said promptly.
Milluki wailed: "There's another clone claiming to be his brother who doesn't resemble the original at all!"
"Oh dear, I'm not Kusuo's clone. I'm his real older brother. I've been helping Kusuo control his powers all along." Saiki Kusuke rummaged in his white coat with a dark expression and pulled out a large wrench: "Abnormal powers come from the brain's design. I don't know if you people from another world have heard of the wrench-to-the-head therapy..."
Milluki wailed: "This clone's personality is even worse! Kusuo, help! I don't want to lose my memory!"
Saiki Kusuo covered his face.
There's so much to explain, it's so complicated.
But, as expected, this is how it would be.
No matter what secret he reveals, they'll just accept it all.
And the feeling of being accepted...
Saiki Kusuo looked down, meeting White Kusuo's eyes. They could both hear each other's thoughts.
[The feeling of being accepted is very good.]
At the end of August, Saiki Kusuo and White Kusuo's identities were revealed.
The Dark Continent returned to order, and there was no need to worry about who the king and guard in the prophetic poem were.
Because in the future, Saiki Kusuo and White Kusuo would freely enter and exit this territory. While being called gods and revered by the dark creatures, they also conducted superpower control training on this land that could withstand destruction.
"The stranded whale ship is successfully launched!"
"The entire ship has been inventoried. Everyone is here!"
"Although some people are missing, the Dark Continent is a dangerous place to begin with. It's amazing that so many people are returning alive!"
"After this trip, we've finally unlocked a piece of the Dark Continent's map."
"More people should be coming in the future. People's hearts for exploring the unknown are endless."
"You won't be bored! Dark creatures!"
"So, stop pulling on my leg! Goodbye, goodbye! Stop craving humans. You can transform yourselves!"
"Haha, you get along well with the dark creatures!"
"Some of them are quite cute."
"Are you a pervert?"
"Sometimes they're cuter than people, don't you think? Is it just me?"
…
The crowd was noisy and full of conversation. But everyone still couldn't leave the barrier to board the ship.
Along the coast, various buildings with different styles were built sporadically, just for everyone to rest.
Saiki Kusuo sat high up, observing everything. He, like everyone else, was waiting for Kusuko's final farewell gift.
"Want a drink?" A hand holding a canned soda appeared in his vision. There were too many new faces, and Saiki Kusuo's attention wasn't easily focused. He tilted his head and saw that it was Chrollo.
Chrollo even had a Kuromi perched on his shoulder.
"Don't worry about the safety of the people. Most of these people are from the Hunter Association. They will naturally control what people say after they leave."
Why does the thief trust the Hunter Association so much?
"Isn't that what the Hunter Association uses its power for? Or rather, there isn't much power, but there are a lot of bad things going around between countries, which is quite tiring."
The soda was opened with one finger and placed in front of him. Chrollo sat down beside him.
"What are your plans after you leave?"
Why are you asking me this?
"Forget it, let me be blunt. What method are you going to use to leave?"
He doesn't want me to teleport the Troupe, does he?
"I've already discussed it with Neon. Tomorrow is September 1st. I'm going to ask her for a prophetic poem to predict what will happen next."
Neon is still being deceived by you.
"Even without a prediction, I know that someone from the Hunter Association is probably going to take action against the Phantom Troupe. We've been in the Dark Continent for too long, and we have a lot to do when we get back. We don't have time to play cops and robbers with people, so to be safe, I hope you can teleport us away."
[Refuse.] That's the only thing I need to say clearly.
"Okay, is it because there are too many troublesome things?"
People who have arms and legs and don't get seasick can go back on their own.
"I've helped you a lot. You're so unfeeling..."
Let go of your savior complex, respect other people's fates. Superpowers can solve problems without you, so solve your own problems.
"It's not that you heard about their plans for the Phantom Troupe and decided not to get involved, is it? That's very like you."
...How did he know?
Saiki Kusuo checked himself. There was nothing extra on him, and Chrollo didn't have the Skill Hunter with him either, and wasn't using the ability to transmit sound on the same frequency.
"Looks like I guessed right. Thank you. Can I ask if it's Kurapika?"
Leave, or I'll send you back to the Hunter Continent alone right now.