Ging Freecss began searching for the Two-headed Wolf's tracks.
"So, at night, they won't stray too far, probably resting somewhere nearby..."
Suddenly, he froze for a moment.
A strange tent-house, lit from within, appeared in his line of sight.
"Is this... A house?"
"Its shape looks more like a hat, but judging from its placement and function, it seems more like a camping tent..."
"So…"
Ging tilted his head slightly. "What exactly is this thing?"
In 1986, the world of Hunter x Hunter was still in a developing age. It wasn't nearly as developed as it would later be, and the internet hadn't yet emerged and spread.
As the saying goes, it is hard for a person to imagine something they have never seen.
But if all those ideas were pieced together...
"So, normally, this thing should just be a hat worn by an adventurer."
Ging Freecss was puzzled for a fraction of a second before the answer clicked in his head.
"And when night comes and shelter is needed, they can take it off, pour in aura, or use some other method to expand it."
"That way, it becomes a camping tent they can live in."
"And from the looks of this material... I've never seen it before, but it looks extremely tough."
"Then the most important factor, safety, is guaranteed, which is what all adventurers in the wild value most."
Ging Freecss knows all too well that when venturing out into an unknown environment… Whether it's day or night, having a guaranteed safe place to rest is something all adventurers crave and need.
Not to mention…
"If my guess is right, it should be able to switch freely between a hat and a camping tent."
"That would give it incredible portability, perfect for carrying around. Honestly, it would be an essential item for travel..."
"And if this camping tent also comes with a soft bed, toilet, bathroom, fridge, and other amenities... Even I would say it's nothing short of perfect."
It must be said that Ging Freecss's calculation ability is truly terrifying.
Based solely on the information captured visually and his inherently rich imagination, he arrived at a remarkably accurate conclusion and evaluation in a short period of time!
It could be said that the Camping Hat Luke had produced was truly as Ging Freecss had described.
All of Ging's deductions matched perfectly with what the Doraemon world's future technology designers had intended when they created this item.
Both sides' ideas represent the collision of fantasy and the birth of splendor in human adventure.
"It perfectly combines the portability of a hat with the safety of a tent for nighttime shelter, and it's also an adventure hat, an element perfectly suited to adventure..."
At this point, a rare flicker of appreciation crossed Ging Freecss's bright eyes.
"This ability could only be developed by a traveler who loves adventure and exploration, right?"
"Or maybe this is just one item in a whole adventure set, with other gear as well?"
"Is it conjuration? Or maybe specialization?"
"Of course, if it's about turning a hat into a tent or vice versa, it could be Transmutation too."
"But unless someone is a travel fanatic, deeply concerned with safety in the wild, and having strict demands for living conditions outside, no one would dedicate a Nen ability just for this."
"But since it's just a possibility, perhaps such a person exists."
"..."
Ging Freecss folded his arms.
"In this world, there might be monsters who possess multiple abilities, or items with many abilities combined into one, it wouldn't be impossible. If such a person really existed, that would be perfect."
He's currently working on a very interesting project. It would be incredibly interesting if a person like this could join in.
Ging Freecss was examining this Camping Hat with great interest.
He was also observing the material of the hat.
Just then…
"Haaah…"
A very lazy yawn came from within the tent.
"Sleeping here is really comfortable!! It's been such a long time since I had such a nice, restful nap!!"
Creak.
The top entrance opened, and Ginta's massive figure crawled out while yawning as he stretched contentedly.
"Hm?!!"
But, when he saw that the guy who had just scolded him was sizing him up…
"It's him?!!"
Ginta nearly threw his back out.
"Has he woken up!?!"
Fortunately, if Ginta lacked anything, it wasn't muscle. His body's flexibility was maxed out.
"Well, I slept for such a long time. Of course, he must have come to his senses long ago."
Ginta worked hard to steady his posture, then, with a wary look, gazed down at the man in front of him.
However, Ging Freecss merely gave him a cursory glance, then shook his head.
Ginta: "...?"
What's that supposed to mean?!
He watched as the hint of amusement and interest in the man's eyes quickly vanished, quickly dissolving into calmness.
Ginta fell silent, then his hands began to tremble.
"This is way too insulting, isn't it?!!"
Crack!
His trembling hands clenched into fists as he glared down at that spiky-haired man in front of him.
Ginta felt the man was too arrogant, as if he didn't even take him seriously.
And what happened next only solidified Ginta's conviction.
"Excuse me, there should be someone else in this tent, right?"
Ging Freecss greeted him with what he considered to be polite words: "I would like to meet him."
Well, in Ging Freecss's mind, since he had already used the word excuse me, that was already considered quite polite, wasn't it?
But to Ginta, these words only meant one thing: "You? You're not worth my time."
"Let the guy in that tent come and see me."
Well, that's roughly what Ginta felt.
After all, while Ging Freecss's words came from the heart, they were also a bit too direct.
At the very least, it made Ginta, who had always had a bad impression of him, furious.
"Who the hell do you think you are!!"
Ginta's eyes turned a bloodshot red as he bared his teeth.
"You think you can just meet whoever you want, whenever you say so?!!"
"...?"
Ging Freecss raised an eyebrow at Ginta's sudden aggression.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, but he felt that the guy in front of him was a bit too aggressive.
Ging Freecss had always been intelligent, but his emotional intelligence was always off.
Or rather, he just didn't care about other people's feelings.