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Chapter 7: My normal daily routine II
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I'm on my way to the library after finishing my lunch, Illumi studies in a separate room with a servant, so I'm always here alone since mother allowed me to learn and read books by myself as I pretty much never forget anything.
I take a seat after getting the book I wanted, Beny Delon's biography, a famous serial killer who lived about 70 years prior to the present-day, some would come to regard him as an artist Due to his excellent forging skills.
I'm quite interested in his works, one of his works was able to cut my father's skin and the poison was enough for him to care which is a feat in itself.
My father happened to be an admirer of him so there is bountiful of information about him.
'Hmm, I wonder when I'll be able to resist even something as deadly as Poor man's Rose's toxic which as enough to kill someone like Meruem,' I thought then continued reading until I heard a calm voice right next to me.
"Yasuo, I see that you're interested in Beny Dolan's work.", My father said as took a seat in front of me with a smile on his face.
I could sense him the moment he was about to open the door so I'm not surprised of his silent appearance or his sudden voice.
Though tsubone could sense Illumi watching her through the camera, I wonder when I'll surpass her sensorial ability.
"Hmm, it's recorded that he created 288 knives, do we have any of them?"I lift my head looking at him and asked.
"Though 288 knives exist, few of them were ever discovered, and none were auctioned, so even with our network we still didn't find one, or maybe I have one and I'm just lying, can you tell??" Answered Silva. with a grin.
"No change in heartbeats or in facial expression so no, not at all" He always tests my abilities and knowledge whenever he has a chance so I'm used to his bizarre behavior by now.
"it's said that some of them are extremely poisonous, how long do you think it'll take me to be able to resist poisons with similar lethality??"
I asked him with genuine curiosity, though we rarely talk like this, I always make use of such situations to ask as many questions as possible, and I always end up learning quite a lot considering the abundant experience he has.
I guess to him, I'm but a special curious child that absorbs every information he can while also shaping his personality.
He had a thoughtful expression as he answered, "You have more potential than me, your training is harsher than mine when I was your age.
I'm 25 years right now, so you should be able to reach my toxicity resistance level by the age of 15, of course, if you push yourself even more then you can archive it faster."
There was a gleam of light in my eyes as I asked further, "Does that mean that you can resist such poisons?"I know the answer but he doesn't know that I know.
He looked at me as he answered, "let's just say that poisons that lethal have little effect on me."
So he means that it can still affect him but it's negligible. A comfortable silence descended on the room afterward as my focus returned to the interesting book before me.
"Do you think you can kill an innocent person??" Until he asked me this question out of nowhere surprising me.
I looked at him though I can see no emotions on his face, then I asked "what do you mean by innocent?", "what do you think it means?" he asked.
I put a thoughtful expression on my face as I said, "well, my mother told me that the only innocent people are the people you don't want to kill, and in her stories, she killed a lot of people that could be considered innocent according to a few storybooks I had read".
He had a look of amusement on his face as he asked, "Do you agree with her?."
"I don't know yet."I directly answered, after all, I didn't experience killing yet but I know that's something I will have to face someday.
He stood up, leaving me with a few last words, "Remember, if someone ever asked you to kill someone for him, make sure to ask for a price. There is no such thing as a free lunch in our family's world."
Hmm, is he insinuating something? Is that a hint? I will keep it in mind, but for now, let's read about 'Poor man's rose' .
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Silva POV
I'm currently recounting to Kikyo how my meeting with Yasuo went after she kept annoyingly asking me over and over.
"..and that's basically how it...." before I can finish however, her voice reverberated through the dark room.
"Oh, Yasuo!! Such a good son you are, I knew you always pay attention to my beautiful stories, you'll become a splendid assassin much better than your mother..."
I left her to her imagination as I thought to myself, 'I dropped the hint to Illumi and Yasuo. Illumi is quite smart so I'm sure he'll know what to do when the time comes. As for Yasuo, he'll definitely pass the test though I wonder what he'll ask for.....
Also, I noticed that he is pushing himself quite a bit, hmm, he'll surpass me faster than I thought...
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I'm in the isolation room getting electrocuted like always, the pain only continues to increase even with my growing resistance to electricity.
After all, they're always increasing the voltage, but I got used to this kind of pain and can grit my teeth through it.
However, I'm on my way to being completely resistant to it, and just like always, the session ends with me getting a dose of poison.
I don't know exactly how far I've left Illumi behind but I'm sure it's quite the distance, and the gap will only continue to grow.
After all, even though he shows signs of being the Illumi I know from canon, now he is still a child and he can't push himself as much as me, but most importantly I'm more talented than him.
The next and last part of my daily routine is training my Nen manipulation and multi-tasking abilities, this is the training I paid the most attention to, after all, it's instrumental to my future.