"Is it one, or two, or perhaps three?" Roy crossed his hands under his chin, smiling as he looked at Kurapika, saying, "Your heart is telling me you have more than one question."
Kurapika's pupils shrank: 'He... can really hear what I'm thinking! Could he really be the worm in my belly?!'
"A worm, boy, that's not a very pleasant metaphor~" Suddenly a voice resonated in Kurapika's mind!
The young man was startled and frightened again, "Who?!"
Torn with unease, he looked around in every direction, and his gaze finally settled on... the smiling Roy who was surveying him.....
Kurapika's little face visibly shifted dramatically, not daring to entertain wild thoughts any longer.
"Sss... sss..." Above the teacup, rising steam drifted and soon disappeared into the air....
Roy watched the youth lower his head into silence, reached out and summoned back the mind worm, then calmly spoke: "If you don't want others to know, don't do it yourself; otherwise, even if you don't say anything, your heart will inevitably betray you...."
"Kurajing, I'll grant you a week's holiday, take your brother around and show him a good time....."
Kurajing glanced at Kurapika, then sneaked a peek at Roy, finished her tea, pushed back her chair, stood up, and respectfully replied: "Yes."
With a casual pull of Kurapika's hand, "Pika, come with me."
"Clang~" The chair slid back as Kurapika silently stood, stiffly following behind Kurajing, heading toward the bedroom door... in just a moment it felt as brief as a dream, yet as long as a year's passage of time,
Awkwardly shuffling to the doorway, he suddenly tugged at Kurajing's sleeve, halting.
Gathering courage, he raised his eyes to look back at Roy for the first time, asking, "Master, can my sister stay here permanently?"
As he finished speaking, Kurajing abruptly turned around,
Roy raised his eyebrows in surprise... thinking the youth wouldn't ask out of caution, but he did ask a question, one that wasn't among those Roy had seen in his heart.
"Pika!" Kurajing reached out, intending to cover Kurapika's mouth, afraid he might say something improper to Roy.
But the boy earnestly looked at Roy, his gaze clear and no longer fearful, causing Roy's gaze to shift, and he gestured for Kurajing to stop.
"Give me a reason." Roy put away the lightheartedness from his eyes, warmly looking at the young man, saying, "Why, don't you want her to go home?"
In silence, Kurapika took a deep breath, and candidly replied: "A decaying, closed-off home is not worth returning to."
Like a small adult, the youth forthrightly said: "I know you are an amazing person, and this place is extraordinary too—it's best if my sister can live well here."
Roy nodded in deep agreement: "That's true; there are always those coveting the scarlet eyes who will tirelessly find you, even if you wish to escape the world, there's no way out unless...."
"Completely disappear from this world."
Kurapika and Kurajing both shook, suddenly looking up at Roy,
The latter adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, bitterly smiled, saying: "Young master, you already know."
Since when did he know? Kurapika tilted his head to glance at his sister, then sideways at Roy,
Seeing Roy's head of beautiful silver hair, with ends glimmering like golden glass, he gently said: "Don't be so surprised; the world is filled with rare things, and eyes turning red aren't unique to your clan,"
In his eyes, rippling waves flowed, and as Roy's thoughts moved, a faint blood-red color gradually crept into his eyes...
"Buzz~" Noticing this scene,
Due to intense emotions, Kurapika and Kurajing's amber-colored eyes trembled and quietly began to turn fiery red... in this scorching summer, a chill accompanied by three pairs of red eyes unusually appeared in the same room.....
"Huhuhu... the seven great beauties of the world?"
"Brat, our family doesn't carry the bloodline of the Kurta Clan....."
A ghostly murmur wafted from the dimly lit room on the first floor of the Zoldyck Family's old castle.....
Maha's spirit settled, appeasing Brook Sell, Severus, and others, exiting while listening to cartoons, absent-mindedly muttered a sentence.....
Just then, a panel prompt appeared—
[Detection: [Shadow Imitation] has reached LV5, evolution commencing immediately.....]
As the faint blood-red color slowly crept into Roy's eyes, three pitch-black tomoe slowly rotated, extending and thinning, forming three pitch-black blades interweaved... sketching an unsettling nebula pattern,
With the sun at the center, surrounded by stars... slowly rotating, gradually reflecting into Kurapika and Kurajing's eyes,
A big and a small silhouette gazed blankly at this scene, the amber of their pupils fading, the flaming red re-emerging, like two burning flames, fixated on Roy, nobody uttering a word.
Are they scarlet eyes? No... 'Master's eyes aren't like ours, but... they indeed turned red!'
Kurapika and Kurajing could confirm, Roy wasn't of the Kurta Clan, as every Kurta, considered a "rare species" in this world, had registered records within the clan,
They hadn't heard of anyone like this in the clan, moreover... Roy's gorgeous silver hair, closely resembled Silva and the rare sighting of the Zeno Zoldyck at the mountain gate......
His appearance combined the advantages of Killua and Silva, moreover showing three parts resemblance...
Kurajing quietly exchanged glances with Kurapika, wordlessly facing each other.....
"Buzz~" An invisible wave of pupil power rippled outward, causing the room to plunge into an icy cavern, filled with coldness,
The eternal kaleidoscope sharingan revealed its splendor....
Nearby, Kurajing and Kurapika shivered involuntarily, fearfully glanced towards the window, although the garden outside basked in sizzling sunlight, the heat of summer evident, a scene of midsummer,
Inside, however, it felt as cold as winter, a freezing chill making limbs numb, as if frozen stiff, gradually losing sensation.
"Master," Kurajing, trembling, hugged Kurapika,
The siblings nestled together, lips moving as they called out to Roy,
Negative emotions within surged like floodgate waters, instantaneously flooding into their eyes... Roy silently felt the changes within, his ears twitching, as he unleashed [Wind Breathing], forming a breeze, gently sending the siblings out of the castle......
"Tap... tap...." A string of footsteps followed, outside the window swayed a head of beautiful silver hair,
A tall figure, dressed in black sleek attire, feet clad in cloth shoes, a man leaning against the door frame, appeared....
Silva, hands in pockets, leaning against the room door, calmly looked at Roy, saying: "Is it time?"
"Creak, creak...." Suddenly a series of slow, creaky noises, like unwinded clock springs or frantically growing rib bones, faintly visible a phantom-sized blue giant slowly centered around Roy, ominously revealing its form...
The young man abruptly exhaled two dragon-like breaths from his nostrils, fiercely looked at Silva, within scarlet eyes, the nebula gently rotating, like two deep, dark black holes engulfing all light including Silva as a whole, soon...
Roy forced them down, suppressing them.....
"Creak, creak....." The blue phantom giant, unwillingly roared once, bones stretching out, beginning to contract... it towered to the sky, feet planted on the ground, hollow eyes ignited with divine fire, glared angrily at Silva....
Instantly collapsed, sinking into Roy's body disappearing without a trace,
A moment later only a faint coldness accompanied Roy's low voice, slowly drifting to Silva's ear: "Father isn't accompanying Netero?"
"Your grandfather is accompanying."
"Well... then it's tomorrow." Roy grinned, showing two rows of pristine teeth: "Let me have a good sleep first."
Silva steadily watched Roy,
Turned to leave,
As if he said everything, yet nothing, lightly leaving a sentence: "Take this day to embrace Killua,"
"Don't wait for tomorrow and let it slip away."