Blood gaze

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++Yuki Scarlet

++Armaments: Bartolomeo (One Piece, 100%), Third Raikage (Naruto, 100%), Natsu (Fairy tail, 5%)

++Longevity templates: Genthru (HXH, 100%)

++Harem talents: Gender change, Love boost

++Energies: Nen, Chakra, Haki, Ethernano

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Yuki looked at his status window, bored.

He remembered how the devil fruit powers had no side effects.

Since that was the case, he wished he had gotten the power of another one.

Since Rung's death, months and years had passed.

Three years had passed, to be precise.

Yuki, Eliza and Khara were only a year away from taking the 287th hunter exam.

Irene had changed a lot from her previous self, and she also planned to take the hunter exam.

But she mostly said it jokingly.

Yuki couldn't always tell because, despite not being a great joker, she seemed to be a good liar…

On the day of his adoptive father's death, Yuki awoke Eliza and Irene to Nen and Chakra, lending them the armor one after the other.

Eliza, on the other hand, retained ownership over time.

Irene, proving to be a natural learner, and her mastery of both forms of energies she had previously been unfamiliar with, aided Yuki's decision to allow her daughter to keep the armament at all times.

But it didn't matter after two years, when the third armament was finally awakened and given to Yuki by the system.

These days, Irene was practicing with the weapon and the template that came with it.

Whenever she had sufficient time off from work.

"Bartolomeo" and the "third Raikage" templates were completed in less time than Yuki had anticipated.

The system stated that because the templates only provided skill proficiency and dexterity rather than brute and pure strength, it was naturally easier to train them.

However, it took more than two years, which demonstrated that the system's concept of ease was different…

Irene and her daughter were discovered to be "enhancers" and "transmuters."

Eliza was the "enhancer," and Irene was the "transmuter."

Their characteristics were analogous to those of their relative Tsezguerra, who was an "enhancer" himself.

As a result, Yuki began to believe Tsezguerra's blood theory more than "Hisoka's Nen personality test."

It made more sense.

Though Yuki was not an "enhancer" like Naga, they had no idea what kind of Nen their parents had.

As time went on, Yuki had also persuaded Khara to stay at home.

He became friends with her despite her shyness at first, and began teaching her Nen. Not Chakra.

Khara was discovered to be an Emitter.

Yuki didn't teach her Chakra, not because he didn't trust her, but rather because he had his self-serving and selfish logic.

He was curious to see how powerful a Nen user Khara could be with her Hunter X Hunter talent alone.

Adding Chakra to her abilities would complicate his investigation.

Yuki didn't feel at ease playing around too much with the Hunter X Hunter world people.

It was alright if all he was doing was just instructing the people from this world on Nen.

At least that was the way he saw things.

It was acceptable for Eliza and Irene to be aware of other types of energies because he didn't fully regard them as members of the Hunter X Hunter world.

Being members of his extremely close-knit and loving family, his sister and mother were unique.

They enjoyed private rights that others did not.

He cared for them more than he did for Naga, his blood sister.

…

It was currently the afternoon.

Yuki was accompanying his sister and mother to a large mall in Yorknew City with dark alleys all around it for some shopping.

Yuki was peeing.

After looking through the toilet's window, he "chanced" upon an annoying and ugly scene. In the restrooms, where he had taken a brief break from the two women in his life.

"Why don't you bully someone your size, you brutes? Why me! Is it cash you want? Or perhaps food? If that's what you're looking for, I have plenty of both! But please leave me alone once I've handed it over."

A cute teenage-looking girl with blonde hair yelled, terrified of the bullies and thugs surrounding her in the narrow and dark alley.

Yuki could only see a great part of her back figure.

She was, however, a young lady with fair, mid-length hair and blunt bangs.

She was dressed in a dark headband with heart designs, a dark backpack with a menacing face printed with the same heart designs, as well as a blouse and skirt.

Yuki was on his way out of the restrooms for the roof to assist the girl on the other side of the mall.

But then he saw her face a split second after she spoke, when she was being manhandled rudely again.

He noticed that the girl had dead-looking, dull, and large dark brown eyes.

She was Sheila… The girl who Pairo and Kurapika met in the plot.

But she just didn't know those two. She knew Yuki, and Yuki, who was from Meteor City and close to the first members of the troupe, also knew her.

He knew her that is, or thought he knew her well, before he recovered his memories from Earth…

'Sheila? Sheila as in the girl suspected to be Pariston Hill? That evil guy?'

Yuki immediately thought, the expression on his face getting a bit somber.

'Should I help?'

He hesitated.

The theory was just that: a theory… It couldn't be confirmed until the master spoke about it or revealed it in his storyline.

'Fuck it!'

Yuki sighed and cursed internally, not wanting to see his old acquaintance suffer.

At this time, he'd rather be an idiot than an evil genius. He'd be sorry if he was mistaken about Sheila being Pariston.

Sheila, after all, was taught a few things back then, but she never possessed any talent. Whether it was in combat or with Nen.

Despite her intelligence, her body was frail.

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Seconds later,

"What are you idiots doing? Let go of the pitiful girl."

Yuki yelled as he landed in the alley. He'd jumped from the roof of the mall.

"Hmm? A brat? If you want to avoid getting hurt, mind your own business, kid."

The ruffian, who was holding Sheila's clothings by the collar while two others seized her little arms, frowned at Yuki and remarked.

He appeared to be used to bullying in this manner. While he spoke, his bullying gaze was mostly fixed on Sheila.

He wasn't very tall in comparison to tall men, but he had a strong and large build.

This tough-acting, dirty cookie was likewise middle-aged, with a dirty growing pale beard.

He wore shabby clothes. Almost beggar-like. Probably not on purpose.

In Yorknew city, there were many socioeconomic classes. Unfortunately, not everyone made a decent living…

The struggling Sheila turned her head with difficulty after Yuki and the ruffian spoke.

Her eyes widened as she spotted Yuki.

"Nobuyuki?"

Sheila, in her typically lovable but concerned and shaky voice, inquired.

She was not there in the days leading up to the troupe's official formation and departure from Meteor City. So, she was unaware of Nobuyuki's name changing to just Yuki. She was also unaware that Naga was now a girl.

Not until she and Naga crossed paths again, something Yuki couldn't know unless he inquired.

Yuki smiled and nodded… But there was still some trepidation in his heart about the possibility of Pariston.

"Do you know each other? Oh… So, is that your little girlfriend, boy?"

Ignoring the taunt, the 18-year-old Yuki said,

"I've wasted enough time talking to you. Now go to bed like a good son, old man…"

For a brief while, he and the surrounding ruffians were stuck.

They were about to get furious when blue lightning cracks erupted in the dark alley from Yuki's body, which then vanished from where it was standing.

Muffled noises of blows and suffering were heard less than two seconds later, when the three of them slumped with little grace and passed out.

They had nasty white bubbles of foam in their mouths after their rapid fall on the ground where they had fainted.

There was no substantial exchange of combat movements.

The hoodlums didn't have time to analyze what happened because their collapse was sudden and one-sided.

"Did you do this, Nobuyuki? Are they…" Sheila, who had collapsed in Yuki's arms, inquired, astonished and a little terrified.

She was being carried in a loving princess carry, but Yuki was keeping a close eye on her when he said,

"They simply fainted. They're good. Furthermore, you should just call me Yuki now."

Sheila was surprised when Yuki gently let go of her, putting her back on her feet on the ground.

She exclaimed quickly, a little startled as she blushed,

"Yuki? Why should I call you like that now? Where's Nobunaga, by the way? Is he with you in Yorknew? When did you get here? I lost all contact with Chrollo and the others back then and couldn't find any of you."

Yuki sighed and said,

"Ask one question at a time. Many things went down since you chose not to join the troupe. A lot happened to me, that is. I don't know about the others and Naga…"

Sheila asked with confusion,

"Naga? Who's Naga?"

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Yuki returned to the mall to see his sister and mother after a lengthy conversation with Sheila.

He was utilizing his Zetsu and other Nen abilities to avoid being tracked.

Fortunately, Yuki was better at En than Naga; otherwise, he would be worried about Pariston. In the last few minutes, he had taken a significant risk.

Sheila had requested his phone number. She stated she was only going through Yorknew.

But, since they've met, they should go out to eat and catch up on old times.

Yuki concurred.

Not because he had faith in her. But since he was aware of Pariston's small games. If she was that man, it was preferable to play them.

After three years of training, Yuki felt confident in his strength, but he had no idea how powerful Pariston was.

Yuki was considering fleeing Yorknew in case there was any "turbulence"… He'd prefer not wind up like the Kurtas.

Except for Rung's heritage, there was nothing noteworthy about this location.

Yuki was the sort of person who valued people over material things.

"Where were you?"

When Eliza glared at Yuki as he returned to the mall's clothing store, her plump, sensual, and exquisite form was on show.

After another three years, her ass had expanded a size. However, she had just become more delicious, not overdone.

She was genuinely enigmatic…

Anyway. Women enjoyed shopping.

Yuki had been gone for about 10 minutes, but they were still choosing their clothes.

"Not that I care. It was mom who was looking for you. Yuki's back, mom!" Eliza shrugged and said loudly to Irene, who was in another part of the store.

"Oh, are you back, Yuki? Great, come and tell me your opinion about this robe. I want to try it." As she raised and showed her head from the small aisle of clothes, the lovely Irene was grabbing a tight and lovely robe.

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On the other side of things.

The other "hand."

In the alley stood a man with medium-length dark blond hair and brown eyes.

He had a fixed, wide, and cheerful grin on his face.

This man was "Sheila."

No. Rather… "Pariston" was also "Sheila".

Pariston had not gone after Yuki after he left the alley.

He was still standing there, thinking about plenty of "loving" things, until he muttered, motivated again after a long time,

"Did I just found a new toy to play with?"

When he said this, his previously dark brown eyes turned red. Scarlet red, like the color of blood…

Those were the eyes that a particular tribe of people possessed and displayed when they were too excited or angry.

Pariston always recalled how he wasn't from that tribe he "played" with and "loved."

Well, he loved two of its members for a time…

But Pariston also recalled his Nen abilities and how they let him duplicate the skills of people he caused the death of. Not directly.

Those people sadly had to be those he loved. Truly loved.