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Chapter 133
🕑 Added 2025-01-01 16:13:11 +0000 UTCMorin initially thought he had stumbled into a strange alternate Hunter x Hunter world full of unconventional love stories. Fortunately, it seemed that this world, for the most part, still functioned normally.
After suppressing his goosebumps and reading through the outrageous tale of Uvogin and Nobunaga’s supposed love story, Morin found himself laughing the entire night, to the point where his jaw hurt.
He shared the ridiculous joy with Pakunoda, and the two of them eagerly anticipated seeing Uvogin and Nobunaga’s reactions.
When Morin called them, the duo just happened to be together, though they hadn’t yet discovered the article. However, after storming into a newsstand and intimidating the terrified shopkeeper into handing over the papers, their reactions were… intense.
Morin wasn’t able to see much of their expressions via the video call because Uvogin crushed the phone in his rage. Before it was destroyed, though, Morin did manage to catch a glimpse of Uvogin’s face, red as a boiled liver, and Nobunaga’s murderous glare. Faintly, he could hear Uvogin’s furious roar in the background.
Though Morin regretted missing the full extent of their reactions, he quickly shared the hilarious news with the rest of the Phantom Troupe. Members like Chrollo didn’t find it particularly interesting, while others, like the cunning Shalnark, were thrilled.
Shalnark, of course, expressed his "sympathy" and "understanding" for Uvogin and Nobunaga’s plight, but this was immediately followed by a string of “hahahaha” messages.
“Shalnark, could you at least pretend to be human once in a while?” Morin muttered, shaking his head.
When Shalnark mentioned his intention to call Uvogin and Nobunaga to "discuss" the matter further, Morin couldn’t help but feel that Shalnark was playing with fire.
Later, Morin heard that Uvogin and Nobunaga had trashed the tabloid's headquarters. Other newspapers, learning from this cautionary tale, shifted to more serious news, steering clear of sensationalism.
As the world buzzed about the return of the infamous Kude Bandit Group, articles circulated detailing the group's past exploits, their danger level, and their potential impact. For Morin, however, this was all old news.
Kute Gang of Thieves, with its reputation as an S-rank criminal organization, had even been a footnote in Ging Freecss's illustrious career. It was said that Ging had eradicated the group in his younger days, earning him accolades and solidifying his legendary status as a hunter.
To Morin, the group's resurgence merely underscored their recklessness, especially given the chaos caused by the Phantom Troupe last year. Clearly inspired by the Troupe’s high-profile exploits, they couldn’t resist stepping back into the spotlight.
As Morin pondered this, his phone buzzed. It was Razor, the game master and NPC administrator of Greed Island.
“Not asleep yet, I see,” Razor chuckled over the line.
“I’m awake. What’s up?” Morin replied, glancing at Pakunoda, who had just emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe.
“Have you heard about Kute Gang of Thieves?” Razor asked.
“Yeah, what about them?”
Razor explained that Ging had originally planned to deal with the group himself, but their early resurgence caught him off guard. Razor, confined to Greed Island as a prisoner and game overseer, was unable to leave the island to intervene.
Morin considered this. Razor, after all, was no lightweight—once an S-rank convict, his strength was on par with Kute Gang of Thieves.
“Well, I get what you’re saying,” Morin finally said, watching Pakunoda climb into bed. “I’ll handle it.”
Razor laughed. “Thanks, Morin. By the way, you still owe me a rematch in arm-wrestling, and your Any Launcher’s sitting here collecting dust…”
“Another time, Razor. I’m busy now,” Morin said quickly, cutting the call short.
Razor, left bewildered, could only listen to the dial tone. “What could he possibly be so rushed about?”
Meanwhile, in Morin’s luxurious hotel suite, the room filled with a new kind of lesson entirely, as the evening unfolded between him and Pakunoda.
Kute Gang of Thieves, with its seven members—all experienced Nen users—had committed countless atrocities over the years. Morin’s task was clear: locate and eliminate them.
But without a Hunter’s License, he lacked access to sensitive information on the group. Fortunately, his AI, Isshukeube, could comb through the virtual world to uncover their location.
Despite having the tools to take them down himself, Morin decided to delegate the task to his apprentice, Kastro, who had just become a Floor Master at Heaven’s Arena.
“Me? You want me to deal with Kute Gang of Thieves?!” Kastro exclaimed after receiving Morin’s call.
“Of course,” Morin replied casually. “It’s a great opportunity to hone your skills in life-or-death combat and gain valuable experience. Plus, sparring with veteran Nen users will be a unique challenge for you.”
Kastro muttered darkly, “I understand, but why do I feel like you’re setting me up…?”
“Don’t overthink it,” Morin said, laughing as he hung up.
Comments
NenMaster0
Ok bro
InverseWorld
oh nvm, chapter 132 is there, it just doesn't appear in the novel's collection kek
InverseWorld
Chapter 132 is missing dear translater
