Hunter x Hunter: Feitan, I am your mother

Instead of worrying about those illusory things, I am more worried about Feitan's training.

He didn't move much for almost a week, then suddenly came down one night with a knife.

"You, what do you want to do?" I looked at him warily.

"Training." Fei Tan gave me a slanted look, and ordered concisely, "Bring that knife."

The knife... Oh, I understand, it is the knife that Feitan threw on my grave after he killed me, and was picked up by the knight and given to me.

This knife really has gone through ups and downs!I looked at the knife in my hand and thought.

But the most urgent thing is to find out what Feitan wants to do, and how to teach me?

You won't be so cruel that you can directly compete with me with a knife, right?

No, it's not a competition.

It's completely unilateral torture, okay? !

Seeing me frozen in place, Fei Tan asked impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

"You, don't you need to pretend?" I remember Feitan hiding his knife in his umbrella all the time in the anime.

"No need." Fei Tan thought of something and showed a disdainful smile.

That's right, you don't even need a knife to deal with me!

"And..." Fei Tan glanced at me meaningfully, and pushed open the door, "Didn't you wash all my clothes?"

I am very repulsed by that robe, not only itself, but also the future it represents.

Thinking of this, I went out very honestly.

Unexpectedly, Feitan didn't fight me, walked through all kinds of passages, and finally came to a staircase leading to the ground.

The auditorium is gradually descending, and there are rows of people, most of them are cheering loudly, and a few are full of frustration and dissatisfaction.

On the field surrounded by wire, there was a very strong man, and the other was a slender woman in a small suit.

The man who was almost three times the size of the woman was beaten to death by the woman.

Wait, that woman looks familiar.

"Paknotan?" I said in surprise.

Seeing us coming, Pai Kenotan speeded up and kicked out the opponent with one kick.

"Ah, because I was a little bored, I played." After the end, Paknotan came to us and said with a smile.

"How's it going here?" Feitan asked.

"It's okay. If you don't need to read it, you can hold on for a while." Paknotan nodded.

"Wait, why can't I understand what you are saying?" I was at a loss.

Fei Tan ignored me and went straight to the registration desk.

"We discussed it, Feitan will go up, and then you will study below." Paknotan was slightly puzzled, "Didn't he tell you?"

"Tell me what?" I was depressed, and finally understood their approach, "Even a genius can't learn it just by looking at it."

Paknotan shook his head in disapproval, er, well, maybe Feitan is like this.

I said again, "Besides, I'm not a genius. It's impossible to learn this."

"No, it's not for you to learn." Paknotan shook his head, "It's for you to recall."

"Memories?" I wondered.

"It seems that he really didn't tell you." Paknotan understood, "You used a knife when you first met him. The knife in your hand...was yours from the beginning."

"So he killed me with the knife I gave him?" My focus was elsewhere.

"That's right." Paknotan nodded.

"But isn't my memory gone?" I realized the problem, "I said I couldn't remember it, but it was actually erased, right?"

"No, it's not the memory in your mind." Paknotan looked mysterious, "It's the memory of your body, just like when you first saw Feitan, you would subconsciously follow him."

"Uh, it's strange for you to say that." I then asked, "Isn't it because of the voice in my head that I followed him?"

"It's not just like that." Paknotan laughed.

"It seems that you do know a lot." I stared at Paknotan maliciously.

"Nuo, Feitan is on the stage." Paknotan ignored me and looked at the stage.

Wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, Feitan looked indifferent and looked out of place here.

Hmm, is it because the opponent is too weak?

Feitan's opponent is a muscular middle-aged man, and the huge difference in body shape makes the audience's voice even louder.

I have to say, even in such a crowded and noisy environment, Fei Tan is still so... handsome.

At the order of the referee, the man on the opposite side shook his fist and rushed over.

After Fei Tan came out in a lack of interest, the knife didn't even get out of its sheath, and directly blocked the man's fist.

From the eyes of the audience on the field, it was the thin Feitan who blocked the fist of the burly man, and the two were evenly matched.

However, the audience in the near row could clearly see that the big man was blushing. In the end, Fei Tan frowned, increased his strength, and after the opponent staggered back a few steps, he kicked directly on the opponent's chest.

Seeing the opponent fall down, the referee announced KO. It was obviously a three-round match, and Feitan didn't know how much effort Feitan used. The opponent struggled a few times but failed, and was finally sent to a stretcher.

"I feel like I have nowhere to learn." I was depressed, it was all due to a difference in strength, although that kick was indeed crisp and direct.

"Wait, it's just started now." Paknotan smiled slightly.

Turning his gaze to the arena, after Feitan quickly and neatly dealt with his opponent beyond everyone's expectations, a woman with a short silver stick appeared on the stage.

Obviously, such a point of view also surprised and satisfied the audience.

Compared with the man who was huge and had no strength, or who didn't have enough time to display his skills, Fei Tan's expression was a little more serious.

The author has something to say: The naming and synopsis of the transitional chapter are the most painful...