Dwun sent another string of messages that were just unpleasant to read.

Razor: "..."

This sarcastic tone made me want to throw a dodgeball right at his head.

"Are you jealous, Dwun?"

Inside the Limeiro Castle, after Dwun sent out that message, List also turned to look at him.

"Of course," Dwun replied casually while tapping away on the keyboard.

After sending that message, he turned to List:

"Aren't you envious?"

List lowered his head to look at the image Dwun had just posted in the group chat. To be precise, it was a meme, featuring Leroute happily playing beach volleyball with Razor.

Beach volleyball, with its attire and gameplay—those who know, know. Especially since Leroute wasn't bad-looking to begin with, and her figure was quite decent. The visual impact of her playing was...

List silently posted a message below:

...

This wasn't just envy; it was pure, uncontainable jealousy!

They were both officials on Greed Island, so why did Razor have a beautiful girl like Leroute playing beach volleyball with him? Sure, she was a criminal and should be under Razor's jurisdiction, but she was sent over by Morin!

Why was she sent to Razor and not to us? Was it because they both shared the same surname, both being from the old Razor family?! Dwun was always resentful about this, envious to the point of a toothache. Although List felt slightly better, it didn't stop him from secretly feeling sour.

Living alone here wasn't impossible, but the difference in quality of life with or without a cute girl was like night and day!

"And they say playing beach volleyball with pirates, as if we don't know that Leroute is now one of them..."

Dwun said enviously, "Playing volleyball with pirates is the same as playing with Leroute, we get it!"

"Right?" List nodded, somewhat wistfully.

"But speaking of which, that psychologist named Leroute is quite clever. She knows how to adapt to circumstances and hasn't caused much trouble, living quite honestly on the island."

"If she were with us, she might be even more well-behaved!"

Dwun started again.

"But who said we don't have any extra spots?"

List shrugged helplessly.

"Razor's side leads a group of pirates and doesn't mind adding another person to their crew."

Typically, those entering the Greed Island game use a gaming console to activate their Nen and enter.

Others, who arrive by various means like drifting or shipwrecks, are sent away by Razor using cards. But Leroute was sent by Morin using the [Arbitrary Cannon], making her different from others who stumbled in by accident.

After a phone call with Morin, Razor naturally gave Morin some face and kept Leroute. Of course, he noticed that after Leroute's arrival, the pirates, who were sentenced to death, seemed rejuvenated.

Previously, knowing they could never leave, they spent their days drinking and wasting away, or playing sports and card games with others, neglecting their Nen training. They seemed to be just getting by, living day to day.

Initially, Razor didn't care, as they were just NPCs for the game's challenges, and he was the one truly in charge. Their downfall didn't affect the difficulty of the challenges.

But after Leroute arrived, they suddenly seemed to have a new goal. After Razor set strict rules against fighting and internal conflict, the group rolled up their sleeves and pursued Leroute earnestly.

This transformed the once somber pirate ship into a lively place. More people participated in sports, becoming more active and motivated.

Razor found this to be a good thing, as it increased the enthusiasm and initiative of those playing ball with him, unlike before when they were half-hearted. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet

After observing Leroute for some time, Razor used his official authority to give Leroute an official [Pirate NPC] position. Yes, Razor had this authority, specifically entrusted to him by Ging.

From that moment on, Razor became the object of envy for Dwun and List. Having a cute girl accompany you in training every day was enough to make anyone drool.

"What are you guys thinking about all the time..."

Although Razor wanted to say this, his more temperate nature, honed over the years, made him swallow the words silently.

"Ging's son, huh? I'd like to meet him."

On the coast of the Shofura Beach Stadium. Razor recalled the conversations he had with Ging on the beach years ago, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"What's up, Razor?"

Noticing the smile on Razor's face, Leroute, who was nearby in the stadium and secretly watched by many pirates, curiously approached him.

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At this moment, Leroute had already cut off the fan-shaped hair on both sides of her head. It was replaced by a simple and lively ponytail, making her appear more sunny, energetic, and cute. She exuded the vibe of a sporty young girl.

"Nothing much."

Hearing Leroute's question, Razor shook his head and put his phone away. Although he accepted Leroute, in Razor's eyes, she was on the same level as people like Bobo. Her being a woman didn't change his perception. To him, they were all just prisoners sentenced to death or life imprisonment, nothing more.

"Nothing, huh..."

Hearing Razor's response, a hint of disappointment flashed in Leroute's eyes. She could sense the boundary Razor set with her, which made her grit her teeth internally, as she always wanted to get closer to him.

Initially, when Morin used the [Arbitrary Cannon] to send her here, Leroute thought she would face a grim fate. After all, it was all men here, and none of them seemed like good people.

Obviously, no decent person would look at her with such undisguised gazes and teasing remarks. Leroute shivered among the many prisoners. She wasn't worried about being offended; after all, during the original Trap Tower's five-on-five battle, she let Leorio take advantage without hesitation or care, and she remained unfazed by it.

This showed that she didn't care much about her body and would willingly use it to gain benefits or, if necessary, offer it to Gon Freecss without hesitation. What she feared was becoming a mere plaything, less than a slave to this group.

Fortunately, when she felt utterly helpless, Razor appeared. The scene where he ordered all the pirates, who didn't dare breathe or make a sound, deeply imprinted in her mind.

Of course, it wasn't love for Razor. For someone like her, a psychiatrist skilled in psychological warfare, the word "love" had no connection. She lacked the feminine sensibility and longing for romance, only loving herself. The impression was profound because she understood who truly held power here.

"If I can get close to him, I won't face any more trouble here!"

Leroute made this decision almost immediately. After that, she racked her brains, trying every trick to ensnare Razor. Unfortunately...

Both were seasoned foxes; why play ghost stories?! Before being caught, Razor was a bona fide S-class wanted criminal!!

He was on par with the Phantom Troupe, a top-tier figure in the world. And it was Ging who caught Razor! Before that, he had been at large. So, despite Leroute's prowess in mind games, it depended on who she was playing against.

For Razor, sorry, but these little tricks didn't even catch his eye. To put it crudely, Leroute would barely open her mouth before Razor knew what she was about to say.

Thus, throughout the years, Razor's attitude towards her remained unchanged. No matter how she tried, Razor effortlessly thwarted her attempts. Realizing this, Leroute felt helpless. She wouldn't give up on Razor, but she could shift focus to the pirates around her.

In just a few years, using her unique methods, she became close with the pirates. Then, she discovered a shocking truth: these pirates possessed superhuman abilities!!!!

Upon learning this, Leroute used all her knowledge to understand this power. But no matter how she tried, whenever it came to this topic, the pirates, who usually teased her, would laugh it off. Unrelenting, Leroute continued seeking opportunities.

Finally, in a tavern, she learned about it from a drunken pirate named Bobo, who had long coveted her.

"It's a power called Nen!"

With a large belly, a bald round face, and an exceptionally unattractive appearance, Bobo hiccuped as he explained the concept to Leroute. Especially with his lecherous eyes on her, his intentions were clearly not good.

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