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Chapter 369 - Chapter 369 Eriselle's Thought

''How did I run into him here...''

Moses and Hisoka thought at the same time.

For Hisoka, he wasn't prepared to fight Moses again.

As for Moses, he felt that he had just taken advantage of Hisoka recently, so he wasn't interested in engaging him right now.

He would rather wait for Hisoka to mature a bit more before taking action again.

Otherwise, if he fought Hisoka and didn't get any reward, he would completely lose interest in Hisoka.

Both of their thoughts were rooted in 'battle'.

So they both felt that 'now' wasn't the right time, leading to the idea of 'Should I pretend not to see him?'

But with a living person right in front of them, it was hard to ignore.

Hisoka thought for a moment, then turned and walked towards the dress shop's entrance.

Under Moses's gaze, Hisoka pushed open the door, ignored the shop assistant's greeting, and went straight to Moses.

"What a coincidence♡"

Hisoka casually put his hands in his pockets and looked at Moses, who was leaning against the wall, with strange eyes.

"It is quite the coincidence. How come... your wounds healed so quickly?"

Moses met Hisoka's slightly complicated gaze, but he did not sense any fighting intent from him.

That's good.

After all, he's not interested in Hisoka right now.

A genius grows fast, but it still takes some time.

Hisoka is a very sensitive person.

Just by talking to Moses for a moment, he could sense Moses' lack of interest in him.

Well…

If it were him, after abusing his 'kind' twice while full of anticipation, he would probably lose interest.

But Hisoka, as the abused party, didn't mind about this kind of thing.

He will definitely overcome this hurdle at some point in the 'future'.

If Moses lost interest in him, he'd find a way to rekindle Moses's interest.

Many things aren't complicated, they are just that simple.

In this sudden silence of eye contact...

Hisoka's gaze swept over Moses's dark blue suit, then to Shizuku and Menchi still choosing their dresses, and vaguely guessed something.

'He came to Vandy City this time for the 'Museum Exchange Conference'.

'Or rather-'

'He is targeting those powerful predators who may attack the Museum Exchange Conference.'

Now that he vaguely guessed that Moses was here to participate in the Museum Exchange Conference, Hisoka immediately became interested.

"Don't forget the pain once the wounds are healed."

Moses noticed something and gave a light reminder.

Hisoka smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, regardless of whether Moses was going to attend the Museum Exchange Conference or not, Hisoka had been heading for the Museum Exchange Conference from the very beginning.

It's just that he doesn't have a formal invitation, so he had to participate in another way.

"See you next time♡"

After greeting, Hisoka turned around and left.

Moses watched Hisoka walk out of the shop with a calm expression.

'This guy…'

'Could it be that he came here for the Museum Exchange Conference?'

Moses shook his head slightly.

He didn't think Hisoka would be interested in some antique collectibles.

"Master, that person just now... was that the Roly-Poly?"

Wearing an emerald green long dress, Menchi walked over, looking at the door that was still swinging from Hisoka's departure.

"Yeah."

Moses nodded slightly.

At this time, Shizuku also finished choosing her dress.

She picked a black long dress with a heart-shaped cutout at the chest, perfectly showcasing her ample assets.

Moses looked at Shizuku and couldn't help but feel amazed.

After all, in his impression, Shizuku's attire was always the girl-next-door style, with a T-shirt and jeans.

Now that she suddenly wore a black evening dress, she completely overturned Moses's impression.

After buying their outfits, Moses and the two returned to the hotel, waiting for the Museum Exchange Conference to start tomorrow.

Snow Palace, the venue of the Museum Exchange Conference.

In one of the guest rooms.

Eriselle sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, and his expression slightly pained.

In front of him, there was a long sword with blood-colored patterns lying horizontally.

There was a black Nen hovering above the long sword.

Eriselle's task is to remove the Post-Mortem Nen from the long sword.

However, the process was still extremely painful.

The Post-Mortem Nen on the long sword was quite strong. When his [Appetite of Anorexic] swallowed it, it felt as if his throat and stomach were being shredded by countless blades...

So, in order to alleviate the pain, Eriselle had to lower the efficiency of the exorcism.

'It should be in time...'

Eriselle opened his eyes and looked at the Post-Mortem Nen on the blood-patterned sword that had been weakened multiple times.

Even if he couldn't completely remove the Post-Mortem Nen on the blood-patterned sword for the Museum Exchange Conference tomorrow, the intensity of this Post-Mortem Nen would no longer be a threat to ordinary people.

'My Nen Exorcism method... maybe needs to be improved.'

Enduring the shredding pain inside him, Eriselle couldn't help but think of Moses, who could easily remove powerful Post-Mortem Nen.

In the past, Eriselle held the view that exorcising Nen came with a price, so enduring pain was natural.

However, after witnessing Moses's Nen Exorcism method, his views and cognitions that had been shaped for many years were completely overturned.

Eriselle began to wonder if he could improve his Nen Exorcism Ability.

'Even if it meant being less efficient, at least I don't have to suffer so much.'

"Sigh."

Eriselle's sigh echoed in the quiet room.

That night.

The exorcised blood-patterned sword was sent to Koko's study.

"Very good, you didn't disappoint me."

Looking at the blood-patterned sword that was no longer wrapped in black Nen, Koko was very satisfied.

This event also made her realize the necessity of maintaining connections with Nen Exorcists like Eriselle.

At least the next time she encounters something like this, she wouldn't be so rushed.