During the final round of testing with Gon, he could already sense that there were others watching them.
It wasn't hard to guess—it had to be Ging and Ickshonpe's doing.
"It's annoying watching from Old Isho's place, and he keeps mocking me. It's really pointless," Ging complained. "In other places, I might need his help, but on Greed Island," he sniffed, clearly indicating that this was his domain, and he wouldn't tolerate interference from others.
"That's your master, right?" Ging said, looking at the screen where Biscuit Krueger was introducing herself to Gon and Killua.
"She seems quite powerful, and I've heard her name before. Biscuit Krueger, a remarkably strong and excellent Hunter."
He chuckled. It was clear Ging had some understanding of Biscuit Krueger as well.
Meanwhile, on the screen, Biscuit Krueger had just finished introducing herself to Gon and Killua.
"Fifty-seven years old?!" exclaimed Gon.
"So she's an old lady?!" said Killua, courting trouble.
Bang!
"I've been practicing Nen for forty years, my training is far superior to yours," Biscuit Krueger said, slowly withdrawing her fist and glancing at Killua, who had been sent flying.
"Tsk, this little brat from the Zoldyck family, his mouth sure is asking for a beating," Ging laughed slyly.
Hmm, the level of annoyance is on par with yours, Morin thought, giving him a sideways glance, then pulling out an assortment of snacks from his space backpack to enjoy the show.
"Since I said I'd train you, you should gratefully accept it," Biscuit Krueger stated as if it were obvious.
"Don't you care about what we think?" Killua asked, getting up from the ground.
"Would you be dissatisfied?" Biscuit Krueger asked, puzzled.
"Of course, we would!" Killua retorted, baring his teeth. "You just mentioned a name and age, who knows if you're for real?!"
"You should at least show some convincing evidence, right?"
"Even if we admit you're strong, it doesn't mean you have the qualifications to teach us!!" Killua ranted.
"Is that so?" Biscuit Krueger gave him a sidelong glance. "Do you think I teach just anyone?"
She looked at the hat on Gon's head and said irritably, "If it weren't for your connection with Morin, I would at most give you a few pointers, not go out of my way to teach you!"
"Morin?" Gon and Killua were taken aback simultaneously.
"What's your relationship with Morin?"
"I also want to ask what your relationship with Morin is~!" Biscuit Krueger pointed at the hat on Gon's head. "Why do you have Morin's item?"
"Uh, we're friends with Morin," Gon, who had been quietly listening, replied. "I took the Hunter Exam with him."
"Is that so?"
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Biscuit Krueger glanced at him again, "So he gave you an item, huh?"
"It seems you have something that caught his eye, and your relationship with him must be quite good." She assumed the "Monster Hat" was given to Gon by Morin during the Hunter Exam.
"Um, Ms. Biscuit Krueger..." Gon began, trying to explain the origin of the hat.
"No need to call me 'Ms.,' just Biscuit Krueger!" she interrupted. "I don't like formalities, but as my students, you must follow my instructions!"
"Who cares about you?!" Killua was the first to object. "I don't need your teaching!"
For some reason, Killua just couldn't stand Biscuit Krueger.
"We're not so desperate that we have to learn from someone whose identity is unclear," Killua said, possibly because both of them were Transmuters, or perhaps because he sensed that Biscuit Krueger, like him, was adept at deception.
This similarity made Killua uncomfortable. Yet, it was also why, after spending some time with her, Killua understood her the best. This understanding later helped him persuade Biscuit Krueger to accept Kurapika's offer during the Kakin Empire succession war with just one sentence.
"Hey! Gon, say something too!" Killua turned to Gon.
"Right, we already have Wing as a teacher," Gon seemed to remember.
"Exactly!" Killua steadied himself. "We already have a master, we don't need you!"
He waved dismissively at Biscuit Krueger, "We won't learn from anyone else but him!"
This statement was clearly a lie.
"Master? You mentioned Wing earlier, do you mean that kid Wing?" Biscuit Krueger pondered, "Is he the one with glasses, messy hair, and who always forgets to tuck in his shirt?"
"Huh? You know him?" Gon asked.
"Not only do I know him, he's also my student!" Biscuit Krueger said, hands on her hips.
Killua: "..."
Gon: "Wow, what a coincidence!"
"To think he's become someone else's master, time sure flies!" Biscuit Krueger sighed, "Wing learns slowly, but teaching suits him. By the way, you're both professional Hunters, right?"
Gon pointed to himself, "Only I am."
"Only you?" Biscuit Krueger looked at Killua with a meaningful gaze, making him grit his teeth.
Biscuit Krueger continued, "Well, to you, I'm your master's master. There's nothing wrong with learning from me, right?"
"You do have the qualification," Killua admitted, ruffling his messy hair. "But only if you're not lying."
He eyed Biscuit Krueger with a wary look, recognizing a kindred spirit.
"Speaking of which, if Biscuit Krueger really is Wing's master," Gon seemed to realize something, "then that means... you're also Morin's master!"
He looked at Biscuit Krueger in shock.
"Yeah!! I remember Wing saying Morin is his senior. Could it be..." Killua looked at Biscuit Krueger in disbelief.
"Morin's master is actually a petite old lady?!"
Bang!!
Before Killua could finish, Biscuit Krueger sent him flying with another punch.
"You were asking about my relationship with Morin, right? Let me tell you," Biscuit Krueger dusted off her hands. "Yes, I am Morin's master. Both he and Wing were taught by me."
"So it's really true..." Gon looked at Biscuit Krueger, utterly amazed.
His eyes then sparkled, "If you could teach Morin, your teaching skills must be incredible!"
"Well, just so-so," Biscuit Krueger said, but in Ging and Morin's view, her mouth was curling up with pride.
Clearly, she was quite pleased with her achievements.
Ging: ....
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