HxH Cards x Stitches

Cannibalism Is Illegal

As a jester and an armored figure stood before each other, ten meters apart, the atmosphere was tense, and the air felt electric with every breath stinging their lungs.

Just as Hisoka was thinking of attacking, a sudden development occured which halted his thoughts.

"My joker!" His opponent suddenly shouted happily, jumping around in excitement, much to Hisoka's confusion.

"Yes~♦️?" Hisoka said jokingly, and this time, it was Juzou's turn to be confused.

"Huh?" Juzou paused.

"Hmm~?" Hisoka smiled.

"Oh! I meant my combat suit." Finally realizing the cause of confusion, Juzou explained. "It's part of the Arata series, the Arata Joker~"

What is that? An ability? It doesn't seem to be made of nen. Even looking at it with Gyo is not revealing anything. And an armor couldn't have just appeared out of nowhere.

"Hmm~ Is that so?" Hisoka hummed, pretending to have understood. "Ah! Perhaps you might want to take back the aura you're currently leaking out."

Juzou tilted his head.

"Otherwise~ You might die~♥️"

Playfully, Hisoka tapped his lips with a card, hiding a smile despite the serious situation.

Even though the jester was acting casually, Juzou instinctively knew that the matter was dire, judging from how he felt like he was slowly losing his energy.

Aura? Something was leaking out of him, and if it all escapes, he would die. Was this the nen he heard about from Ging?

Juzou closed his eyes, trying to feel for the energy, which wasn't actually that hard. Once he had a grasp of it, he started pulling it back in, but it took longer than he expected since there was just so much of it.

Furrowing his brows, Juzou stuck his tongue out in concentration, making Hisoka chuckle.

A few minutes later, after finally containing his aura, Juzou sighed in relief, facing Hisoka with a carefree smile.

"Bleuh..." Suddenly, Juzou turned towards the wall and dry-heaved. "Uhh- I think I have a concussion."

Hisoka chuckled, amused. "Fufu~♣️ You did hit your head quite hard."

"It was you who did that to me in the first place!" Juzou pouted, eyeing Hisoka frustratedly, but then widened his eyes in surprise. "Oh! I suddenly feel better now."

Hisoka blinked, watching as Juzou shook his head this way and that without any negative effect.

That was a quick recovery period. Normally, a concussion would take days or weeks in order to be healed, but, he barely took a few minutes! It made Hisoka curious of how long he would last in battle, being injured continuously and healing continuously. Would there be a limit to his healing factor? If so, how much would he have to be injured before it stops?

But, as Hisoka was lost in thought, Juzou himself was quietly pondering about something.

Why did his Joker disappear into his back and reappear again? Did he become like the Quinx squad members, a human-ghoul? Or was it ghoul-human? Quinque-person? RC-Homo Sapiens?

Hehe~ RC-Homos.

"Okay! I think I get it now~" Juzou stretched his body, grinning underneath his armor. "Oh, and one more thing."

Suddenly, Juzou dashed towards Hisoka and kicked his chest, so fast that the jester couldn't even react.

"Revenge, get!" Juzou cheered and skipped off towards the next tunnel, his mysterious armor disappearing into his back.