...The real martial arts were also lost in the crowd.
With the experience of the Heavens Arena, and the understanding of the martial arts styles of this world, Oboro could be sure... These martial arts of his were exactly the same as the Zoldyck family's killing techniques. The only differences were the moves, power, and training process.
More importantly, because the environment of the Hunter world wasn't so peaceful, the forces were mixed, and it was quite cruel... Therefore, most of the martial arts that arose in response to the times were also for the purpose of killing the enemy... Therefore, whether it was ordinary fighters, or martial arts factions with a master and lineage, everyone's position and starting point were the same.
This kind of atmosphere was more in line with the true meaning of martial arts, which was to pursue powerful and effective destructiveness...
To put it bluntly, everything was determined by the environment.
On the surface of a small stream, there were two stones, one large and one small.
On the large one, Oboro sat cross-legged.
On the small one, Gon sat.
The sunlight fell from the sky, brushing over the two of them.
Oboro didn't intend to guide Gon. He was just cultivating on his own... It was this kid who watched for a while on the side, couldn't help but feel itchy, and began to imitate him, learning his posture to meditate.
Oboro was quite surprised... Because Gon had realized that 'breathing' was the key. In a short while, the rhythm of his breathing was the same as his own, but the tempo and frequency weren't as fast as his.
The exhaled air... was also soft and weak, without strength.
After another minute, Gon's face suddenly turned red, and his cheeks puffed out... Then, he immediately broke his concentration, opened his eyes, coughed violently, and covered his chest with his hand.
His body tilted, and he was about to fall into the water from the stone, when Oboro grabbed him.
"I feel... I feel... my lungs are burning... It hurts so much..." Gon's face was a little pale. He looked at Oboro, who was calm and composed on the side, "But all over my body... it's warm and comfortable."
Oboro grabbed his collar like he was picking up a chick, jumped to the shore, and put him down.
"You're still young, and your body is still developing... Your flesh and bones, including your internal organs, are all very tender... Naturally, you can't withstand the side effects of this kind of breathing." Oboro gestured on Gon's chest with his finger, "Especially your lungs... Different breathing will put a certain pressure on your lungs! If you mess around too much, be careful your lungs will explode..."
"Amazing!"
Oboro thought that Gon would be scared, but he didn't expect this kid to suddenly exclaim, clench his fist, and stare at him with full of energy: "Mr. Oboro... You don't have these concerns at all? Amazing!"
"..."
Oboro rubbed his hair, and yawned, "If you want to learn, then slow down the speed of your breathing first, and then let your body adapt to it little by little... Then gradually increase the frequency and intensity."
"I understand!"
Gon bowed sincerely to Oboro, and nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Mr. Oboro!"
"..."
Oboro looked at Gon's appearance, and his heart was a little complicated...
After really getting in touch with Gon, he found that it was indeed difficult not to like this little guy... His personality was straightforward, and there was a saying that sincerity was always the ultimate weapon. Moreover, Gon seemed to be a little scatterbrained sometimes, but he would be very delicate in the process of getting along with people... He could clearly perceive some of other people's emotions or sensitive points, and wouldn't step on landmines.
This would make the process of getting to know each other very comfortable.
For example, Gon judged that Oboro wouldn't be angry even if he followed along to learn... If Oboro cared about this matter, he would take the initiative to avoid it without Oboro having to say anything.
Furthermore, some of his actions and words were all from the bottom of his heart...
What's more, how old was he now?
There were too few people like this, whether in his previous life, or in this world.
A rare species... To be honest, Oboro's impression of Gon before coming here... was pretty average.
But now, he had changed his mind a little... As long as he didn't work together, this little devil was still okay to get along with...
"This kind of breathing will put a certain burden on your body in the short term... Breathing will make your blood flow differently, increase the working efficiency of various organs, and stimulate your body to grow..."
"When breathing, remember to empty your brain, and concentrate on sensing the process of gas circulating in your lungs... Slowly, then extend it to your limbs and your whole body..."
"Okay okay!"
Immediately, Oboro put his hands in his pockets, and led Gon out of the forest.
He walked in front, and Gon followed behind, listening carefully to Oboro's words, and nodding constantly with a serious face.
"Oboro, are you leaving?"
"Are you going back to work... What a pity, it's rare to meet a guy like you who gets along so well... We haven't really gotten to know each other yet..."
"Pengi, what are you thinking? Oboro is from the big city, he must have something important to do... How can he be like you, idling around, and drinking every day!"
"Huh? Payton... Do you want to fight?"
"Come on!"
In Mito's tavern, the noise didn't stop, and the atmosphere was lively.
A tipsy man raised his glass to Oboro, who was sitting at the bar, as a farewell gift, and his tone was reluctant.
But he was soon ridiculed by another person.
Both of them were very unhappy, and prepared to settle the conflict outside, but were stopped in time by the people around them.
"Don't worry, if I have time, I'll come again..."
Oboro raised his glass and toasted everyone back.
"Next time you come, come sit at my house!"
"Whale Island is a good place, it's worth coming back to!"
"We'll miss you!"
Everyone chimed in.
But in reality... Oboro was just saying something polite.
Although Whale Island had a special meaning in his heart, it was only in relation to the anime... He only needed to come to this kind of place once.
During this month, he would occasionally step out of the forest, and return to the tavern.
As he went back and forth, he became familiar with the other locals. He was preparing to leave early tomorrow morning.
Some friends who heard the news came over to join in the fun... Oboro was also paying for everything tonight.
Oboro felt that the people here... were quite interesting.
They were all simple and honest, and loved their hometown very much.
"Thank you for taking care of Gon during this time."
Behind the bar, Mito suddenly bowed to Oboro.
"I should be the one thanking you..." Oboro smiled slightly.
Although he had paid, Mito had been having Gon bring him lunchboxes all this time.
Moreover, she had just washed his suit today... And taken care of it very cleanly.
"Gon, this child, hasn't had his parents by his side since he was young... He..."
Mito hesitated, "I've rarely seen him become attached to someone..."
"It's not attachment, you're thinking too much... Gon is different from ordinary children, he's actually very mature inside... The reason why he likes to pester me is because I can bring him some interesting things, and satisfy his curiosity... His thirst for knowledge is very strong, and once the floodgates are open, it's difficult to stop his steps... This is also the nature that children of his age should have. Well... Our relationship is more like friends..."
Oboro saw her expression, and held up a finger, emphasizing.
Mito's eyes showed a slight disappointment when she heard these words.
"I have a little personal advice, would you like to hear it?"
Mito looked over.
"You can't hold onto him... I understand your feelings... Actually, sometimes letting go is also a choice, and you can live a little easier! Maybe it will bring you surprises in the future... You're very important to him... Just like a mother. So, before letting go, try to cherish this time of his growing up as much as possible... This will be a beautiful memory."
"He and Ging Freecss are the same kind of person... The difference is that Ging is a jerk, and Gon isn't."
When she heard the name Ging Freecss, Mito's expression changed instantly.
"You... As I thought..."
"I don't know Ging, and I'm not a Hunter... Don't misunderstand, I just heard some things. You don't need to worry either, this is his home, no matter how high he flies, or how far he goes, he will always come back..."
Oboro saw through her thoughts, and smiled wryly.
"Thank you."
Mito only said two words in the end.
It seemed that... Oboro's guidance didn't have much effect on her.
She had won custody of Gon through legal means...
Moreover, after Ging left, the man hadn't been seen back even during the deaths of relatives...
Perhaps in Mito's eyes, Ging was not only not a qualified father, but also not a competent family member.
Oboro saw that Mito's eyes were a little teary, and she was suppressing her emotions all along. He didn't disturb her anymore, and turned around to chat with the other patrons... Gon didn't come downstairs, but was hiding in his room, practicing the breathing technique...
Oboro found that once this little devil started to delve into something, he could quickly immerse his entire focus into it.
This was an extremely important trait.
As for the breathing technique... Gon was only exploring the most basic static breathing. Maybe it would bring him a trace of change, but thinking about undergoing a complete transformation was impossible. After all, the power system of the Hunter world was here.
The so-called internal energy regulation of breathing, unless practiced to a very deep level, otherwise, the increase that could be obtained was destined to be limited. The effect that Oboro could foresee was that it would allow Gon to get started better when he came into contact with 'Nen' in the future.
He had originally planned to leave long ago. There was no point in staying any longer. He had dragged it out until now, but it wasn't because of Gon... It was just that he happened to be practicing the breathing technique, and the mountain forest environment of Whale Island was relatively quiet, and was more suitable as a temporary training ground.
...
Early the next morning, the weather was nice.
Oboro draped his suit jacket over his shoulder, walked away into the sunlight, and waved goodbye to Mito and her family of three.
Gon also kept waving his arms. He didn't feel any attachment to Oboro's departure... Everyone understood that a person like Oboro couldn't stay in this kind of small place.
Whale Island didn't belong to him.
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