chapter 7 FAILED

Pov d'Hisoka

The Hunter Exam, a garden filled with little sprouts just waiting to bloom. Oh, those three brothers... still green fruits, I'll save them for later. But that adolescent, he possesses Nen. He must have a master. If I kill him, his master will pursue me. The game of cat and mouse... but who will truly be the mouse? Mmh... no, I can't do that. I have to give them a bit of a show. I don't want these buds to die too soon. It's better to kill an examiner to quench my thirst.

The second test is interesting. In the first test, the only toys I used didn't last long. I'm starting to get bored. Let's spice things up a bit. I take 20 devices and attach them with my Nen, making them spin in front of the participants. They all fixate on me. Mmh... I can't take it anymore, I need to find a toy to satisfy me.

Pov d'Amori

Imori: "Are you going back to get more fugus?"

Amori: "No, look at the shore. Number 69 is there. Staying here equals certain death. I'll take the exam spot. Once qualified, abandon."

Imori, a bit disappointed but understanding, looked at number 9 making devices spin on an invisible thread. He realized this guy was crazy and dangerous. He attracted participants without any fear. The look he had... any logical person would understand that he didn't see them as opponents, but more like toys.

A part of the candidates lunged at him to steal devices, while others saw an easier way to succeed. They fixated on Amori, or rather, the fugu in his hands.

The tension was palpable in the air as the group of 13 fighters fixed their gaze on the objective in front of them—a fugu, which was in the hands of the adolescents. Amori and Imori stood ready to defend the object at all costs. In front of them, the examiner, a Hunter with a piercing gaze, silently observed the scene.

The fighters knew that numerical superiority was on their side, but they did not underestimate the power of Amori and Imori. In addition to dealing with the two adolescents, they had to escape the other competitors while holding out until the fugu was handed to the examiner. Fifteen minutes remained.

With a swift movement, the first fighters lunged forward, trying to overwhelm Amori and Imori by sheer numbers. But the two adolescents were like human eels, their precise and coordinated movements repelling each attack with disconcerting skill.

The area around the lake resonated with the sounds of clashing metal and cries of combat. One candidate tried to tackle Amori to reach the fugu, but Amori, quickly turning around, saw his adversary intercepted and repelled by Imori. Another candidate, taking advantage of the created distraction, threw dirt into Amori's eyes. Surprised and slowed by the irritation, Amori tried to rid himself of the dirt.

The candidate seized this moment to attack Amori and managed to get close to the fugu. But before he could grasp it, Amori struck him in the stomach, making him retreat. Seeing an opening, Amori sprinted toward the examiner, no one standing in his way.

"Here's the fugu," said Amori, breathless from the combat and the underwater swim.

The examiner nodded. "Qualified," he declared.

Amori, after hearing his qualification, released a good dose of stress, then went to wash his eyes before rejoining his brother Imori. They looked at the battlefield, now a scene of chaos. As expected, after Amori qualified, the candidates pursuing him rushed towards Hisoka.

Imori immediately abandoned the competition after his brother's qualification and joined him to discuss and watch the end of the exam. Only seven minutes remained, and fewer than 30 candidates were still in the running. Some were in the water hunting for fugu, while others struggled to steal Hisoka's devices, with Hisoka playing with the candidates.

Suddenly, Hisoka froze, then disappeared behind the mass of candidates. In an instant, he made them collapse like a house of cards. After admiring his masterpiece, he took a device and dove. In five minutes, he had his fugu. He began to make his way to finish his exam when suddenly, the alarm signaling the end of the exam sounded.

Togari, the examiner, approached and declared, "It's over. You failed."