"In September, we're all going to meet at Yorkshin. Get better before than – The sentence was more like an order

"Okay – She agreed.


It was late July and she stared out of the hospital window. She just came back from Parkour ; Hannah and the hospital staff had all warned her not to do Parkour until she was completely healthy. In reality, she knew that she was in the best condition she could be in already. Ryuseigai was peaceful with the blue skies and children laughed outside on the streets. It was hard to imagine that she was actually inside a city of outcasts and orphans. Mizutsuki sat up from her bed and stared at her palm. She could only lift around 4 tons even after a seven month rehab. Realizing that it could take forever for her to retrieve her physical strength, she had decided to focus entirely on her nen abilities instead. She was a Specialist, yet her powers were still based on altering pH. Her speed didn't decrease much ( much to her surprise), so she was able to run at to her original speed after five months.

"Sis," She said.

"Hm?" Hannah looked up.

"I'm leaving. It's almost September, and I need to say hi to the others."

Hannah put down the apple and knife in her hands. "Are you sure?" She asked worriedly. "You said it yourself; you have barely half of your original abilities…"

"That's only about strength." Mizutsuki interjected. "If it is about nen ability, I'm positive that I'm more skilled than before. A Specialist aura provides much more potential than a Transmuter aura."

Hannah sighed. "Oh well…" Her expression was sad. "Mizu?"

"Hmm?"

"If you see Kagami out there, can you tell him to send a letter from time to time? Otherwise I'd be lonely."

Mizutsuki snorted. "Sure, after I give him a spanking."


Bennings was hot. Not just normal hot, but the-center-of-the-volcano hot. It had been barely six years since she last been here, yet the temperature had increased dramatically.

"Global warming is seriously going to kill me one day." She panted and took a drink of water. "The last time I was here, I was wearing a hoodie, this time I'm wearing jeans. Exactly what the hell am I thinking?"

She walked pass the Tenjin elementary where she had met the Kiriko whom brought her to the Hunter Exam's Starting point; it felt nostalgic. Then she remembered that she had lost her Hunter License; Pariston probably took it.

Well, she could honestly care less about that card. The Ryodan only needed one member with a Hunter License and that member was Shalnark.

The steak house was still there, if she was lucky, Phinks should be in there as well. (She knew how much he loved steak.) After looking in through the glass doors she saw Phinks sitting in the back, eating his lunch with beer. Her mouth watered at the sight of the can.

"Are there anything fun to prank him with…?" She looked around the restaurant and saw an employee dumping out trash. She walked up to the employee and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Huh?" The teenager looked at her. He was probably here working part time during the summer.

Mizutsuki stuffed a wad of cash into his hand. "You work at this steak house right? Can you lend me your uniform for a sec?"

"Uh, wait, what –?" The teenager stared at the thick wad of cash in disbelief.

"I said; lend me your uniform." Mizutsuki repeated impatiently. "If you're not going to lend me it I'll take back the money."

"Wait! Wait! I'll lend you!" The teenager immediately took off the white apron and handed it to her. "Are you serious?" He asked. "You're going to pay me just like that?"

Mizutsuki nodded and put on the apron. "Yep, don't ask why. I'll return the apron later."

"Okay."

She walked into the steakhouse through the backdoor. She stole a chef hat from the counter and tucked all her hair in, also pulling down the hat to the point that her eyes barely showed. She walked boldly into the kitchen; this particular steak house had their kitchen in front of the customers, so the customers could always know when their food would be ready. Phinks sat at the counter directly facing the bustling crowd of cooks.

"Mister, would you like me to refill your glass?" She asked Phinks.

Phinks didn't even look up. "No thank you." He said. "But I want another can of beer."

"Sure." Mizutsuki took the empty can from him and walked to the back of the kitchen where the ingredients and drinks are located. Tossing the empty can into the recycling bin she pulled out a can of beer from the fridge. She closed her eyes and focused her aura, changing the taste of the beer. "Who the hell drinks beer in the middle of the day anyways?" She muttered.

Walking back out she handed the drink to Phinks. Immediately he popped open the can and drank, after a few seconds his expression changed. Then he spewed out the beer, gagging. "What the fuck?" He snapped. "Oy! This beer is expired! Get me a new one!"

"Oh my, that's weird." Mizutsuki mused, a grin tugged at her lips. "This can of beer was freshly bought just this morning, there's no way that it'd be expired." So he didn't notice, what an idiot.

"Well it is." Phinks deadpanned and stuffed the drink into her hand. "If you don't believe me you can take a sip yourself."

"Oh no, I wouldn't." Mizutsuki laughed dryly. "But it would sure be a waste if we just threw this away, and it's already opened. I'm afraid that you will have to finish it mister."

Phinks looked outraged. "What?" He cried. "Have you never heard of 'customers first'? Where's your common sense?"

"Ahahahaha " Mizutsuki laughed. I wonder how long it'll take you to realize. "I'm truly sorry mister, but you've opened the can so it's your business now."

"Grrr…" Phinks scowled. "How the hell did you get this job? Seriously, where's your respect?"

Mizutsuki shrugged. "I never thought that I'd have to be respectful to someone like you."

"What did you say?" Phinks snapped. "Although I've talked to you for barely a minute, but your attitude is pissing me off."

Mizutsuki simply smiled and held up the can of beer, and then she splashed the contents onto Phinks' face.

Phinks took this attack off guard; so when he finally returned from the shock, his face and his shirt was dripping with beer.

"You little shit!" He grabbed her collar. "Do you want me to beat you up?" He hissed.

"Ahahahaha ." Mizutsuki laughed. "You really didn't change at all Phinks. Short-tempered, brash, idiotic…"

Phinks blinked. "What did you just say?" He asked. "How do you know my name?"

Mizutsuki pulled off her hat and allowed the smirk to be plastered over her face. "Why I know your name?" She asked. "Because we are colleagues?"

Phinks' jaws dropped open. "Y-You're… Mizutsuki!?" He cried. "Holy shit you're actually alive?"

She kicked him in the shin. "Of course I am, dumbass." She muttered. "I'm not dying before I finish off that blonde sparkler."

Phinks seemed like he couldn't recover from the shock. "A-Am I seeing a ghost?" He muttered. "It must be, it must be…" He shuddered.

Mizutsuki rolled her eyes and tossed him a towel. "I'm alive, idiot. Danchou asked me to tell you guys; all members of the Ryodan are to meet at Yorkshin on September first. Got it?"

Phinks was chanting weird prayers. Mizutsuki sighed and walked out of the steak house. At least his reaction was amusing… she thought.


The next one on her list to notify was Shalnark. The blonde boy with his undying love for electronics. She had no idea where Shalnark usually stays in his free time, but she had a fair guess – The City of Electronics, Dathsaal.

Dathsaal looked likes something you'd see in a sci-fi movie which involves time traveling a hundred years into the future. Every inch of the city was covered with dazzling neon lights and spotless glass buildings. Robots roamed the streets casually just like any other human being. From time to time she could hear people discussing stuff she didn't understand. Something like physics and vectors and elements and stuff. Basically, everyone that lived here had an IQ that went off the charts. Yep, perfect place for Shalnark to chill.

This time she didn't bother to dress up. She wanted to test out whether Shalnark was smart enough to recognize her. Her face now included a scar and her hairstyle was different. Her body was androgynous and her aura was different. She simply waited in the midst of the bustling crowd for Shalnark to show his face.

After a few hours of standing there, she saw the blonde boy walking towards her, seeming to be in a good mood. He was playing some sort of game on his phone and listening to music.

She started walking towards him. He's not even looking up from the screen. She thought. I'll have to do something else…

Mizutsuki bumped into Shalnark; it wasn't unnatural considering how busy the street was. "Sorry." She grunted and took his wallet.

"It's alright." Shalnark answered back without looking up.

Mizutsuki walked for another twenty meters before she looked back. "Holy crap…" She muttered. "Did he not notice that I took his wallet?" She opened the wallet and peered inside. "Wow, Shalnark's Hunter License. What a surprise." She said sarcastically. "I'll have to stay somewhere close so he can find me." She looked around and spotted a Starbucks.

Shalnark didn't notice that his wallet was missing until an hour later, when he wanted to buy some juice from a vending machine. "Ack! Where's my wallet?" He cried. Where could I have lost it? Don't tell me that… the weird teenager who bumped into me stole it? Oh my god! I can't let anyone know about this. If the others know that my wallet was stolen by another person they'd make fun of me forever!

He immediately turned back to the street where he passed before and searched for the person that he bumped into. It was harder than finding a needle in a stack of hay. "Ack, where is he?" He moaned desperately. "My Hunter License is in there too!"

Mizutsuki was enjoying a big cup of Chocolate Caramel Frappuccino (She used Shalnark's money to buy it) when she saw Shalnark running back with a look of desperation on his face. She looked at the clock. "Wow, he took an hour to realize? I wonder what game he was playing on his phone."

Shalnark didn't seem to notice that she was in the Starbucks on the other side of the street. Mizutsuki chewed the inside of her cheeks. "What can I do to make him notice me…?" She wondered out loud.

Shalnark was about to give up and report to the police office when a knife flew by his ear. He thought that he had seen it wrong and looked behind him, only to see a shattered glass wall. He peered into the broken glass wall and saw that a knife was the cause. Where did that knife fly from? He thought and looked towards the other side of the street. The design of that knife looks familiar too...

Mizutsuki waved. "Hey Shal." She mouthed and waved his wallet around in the air. "Missing something over there?"

Shalnark's jaw dropped. "Mizutsuki?" He exclaimed.

She could read his lips from all the way across the street. She nodded. "Yep!"

"Give me back my wallet!"


She didn't dare play any tricks on Feitan though, so she just visited him at Zaban city. Feitan's permanent ice-cold death glare was as scary as ever. His whole apartment was filled with killing aura when she walked in.

"It's about time you woke up…" He muttered. "You're just about three years too late."

"Pffft… Hey Feitan." She greeted and held up some oden takeout. "You like oden right?"

"Put it there." He pointed to the dining table. "You didn't seem to change at all, except for that big fat scar on your forehead and your washboard chest. When did you get out of the hospital?"

A vein bulged on her forehead but she managed to maintain a smile. "Just this July."

"Really?" He asked skeptically. "My intuitions tell me that you were actually delayed by something. Were you?"

Mizutsuki laughed dryly. "Well, I did plan to leave Meteor City around June but because of certain things I had to stay for a month longer."

Feitan raised an eyebrow. "What things?" He asked.

"Food poisoning." She replied.

"Food poisoning?" Feitan cried incredulously. "Are you trying to be funny? Every member of the Ryodan knows that food poisoning doesn't work on you because of your nen ability. All the germs that couldn't be dissolved by the stomach would be dissolved by your aura."

"No, I'm serious." Mizutsuki said firmly. "Hannah's cooking is far better than the chemical poisons the militaries develop. I think that Kagami has a high tolerance to poisons, considering that he is still alive after six years of poison consuming…"

(Flashback)

Hannah opened the door to her room, holding a giant pot of… something. Mizutsuki had a bad feeling about the pot. "Mizutsuki!" She beamed. "Are you feeling better now?"

After knowing that Hannah moved to Ryūseigai just to help take care of her, Mizutsuki had gotten much gentler towards her. Hannah seemed to like her a lot as well (unless she brings out the topics of the dark society.). They were finally acting like sisters.

"I've been feeling better for ages." Mizutsuki muttered. "The hospital is keeping me here on purpose."

"Oh no they're not," Hannah said and set the pot onto the table. "They're just worried about their patient, that's all."

Mizutsuki stared. "What's in that pot?" She asked.

Hannah smiled. "This? I accidently made too much cream soup! I was hoping that you could eat some for me."

How come I'm having a bad feeling about this? Mizutsuki thought. "Sure."

Hannah beamed and pulled out a bowl from the cupboard. She then filled the clean bowl with a weird purple-ish liquid with dark lumps. "Here you go!" She handed Mizutsuki the bowl with a sunny smile. "Don't leave any!"

"Ehh?" Mizutsuki cried. "Hold on, didn't you say that it was cream soup? Why is it purple?"

Hannah continued smiling. "It's my special recipe! Kagami loved it, every time I cook this he'd sleep extra well!"

It's poisonous! Her instincts screamed. Mizutsuki backed away from the bowl. "A-Actually, I-I'm not hungry right now…" She stammered. "Why don't you save it for later sister dear? Please?" I don't think that Kagami was sleeping, he actually fainted…

Hannah pouted. "Mizutsuki!" She wailed. "It'll get cold! Eat! Or do you want me to feed you?" She thrusted the bowl into her sister's hands and crossed her arms. "Eat up!" She ordered. "You need a lot of nutrients to get better Mizu!"

Mizutsuki stared at the bowl of Dark Matter and gulped. She looked up and met Hannah's sunny smile. After having a silent war of to-eat-or-not-to-eat, she took the spoon and dug into the clump. The taste was so unbelievably horrible her vision turned black and she fainted. She considered the experience with Hannah's Dark Matter one of the closest times she came to death.

(End of Flashback)

Feitan's eyes crinkled in amusement. "Perhaps we could contact your sister if we are in need of poisons…"

"You'll regret it."


A special way needed to visit her best friend; you cannot just steal her wallet or dump beer on her or anything because that wasn't special at all. To make their reunion amusing Mizutsuki bought a suit. She realized that this was perhaps one of the only times where the androgynous body would actually come in handy. After putting on some makeup she set off in search of Machi.

The setting of this story was in a high-classed bar. Machi sat at the front counter, drinking a tall, slim glass of champagne elegantly. It was a peaceful night, but Machi felt rather lonely and irritated. She couldn't tell why, but she had a feeling. She couldn't tell what that feeling was either. It seemed good and bad at the same time.

She finished her champagne and set the glass down, making a beautiful clinking noise.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A voice asked.

Machi looked up. The person who spoke was a gentle-looking young man in his early twenties. He had a long, slender body and dark brown hair that he kept at a low ponytail. But Machi could see it though, the look of a liar in his black eyes. He was probably the kind that liked to amuse himself by lying to others.

"No, it's not." She said curtly.

The man sat down beside her. He was trying to flirt.

"May I treat you to a drink miss?" He asked with a smile.

Machi shrugged. "Sure." She can probably kill off some time playing with this guy.

"Let me guess your fancies then." The man smiled. "Would it be... Beer?"

Machi raised an eyebrow. "Why beer?" She asked. "We are in a high-classed bar."

The man smiled mysteriously. "My intuitions tell me that you are only here because you are bored and you have nothing else better to do. You are only drinking champagne because of your surroundings. But," He motioned for the bartender. "You prefer drinking plain beer. Which I like as well; to some people, cheap beer would taste better than expensive wine."

Machi nodded. "You have a good eye and sharp intuitions."

"Thank you, miss."

The bartender stood in front of them. "What are your fancies mister?" He asked.

"Plain beer."

"I'm sorry but we don't have them here."

The young man took out a wad of cash. "Just go buy some then." He said nonchalantly. "Being a high-classed bar, you'll have to live up to your customer's every expectations."

The bartender hesitated, than he took the money and walked away.

"Aren't you afraid that others would watch you?" Machi asked flatly. "Drinking cheap beer in a bar like this?"

The man smiled. "Some people are just different right?"

Machi chewed the insides of her cheeks. "Different...huh..." She frowned. "How do you know me so well?" She asked. "Do I know you?"

"Nope."

"I have the feeling I've met you somewhere though."

"Maybe we have, and then it is fate that brought us together again."

Machi shuddered. "I hate flirts."

"Ahahahaha, if you hate flirts, you wouldn't come to such a place."

Machi shrugged. She was positive that she met this guy somewhere before, she felt somewhat familiar with him. She just can't tell where and how...

The bartender returned with the beer bought from the convenience store downstairs. He handed it to the man with a bow and walked away.

The man opened a can for Machi and one for himself. "Cheers, beautiful miss." He smiled.

Machi took the drink over. "Cheers, I guess."

They clinked the beer cans together and drank. Machi took two or three sips before she put the can down. "Hey, you..." She glanced at the man and paused.

"Gapuh..." The man groaned. "I beel sick..."

Machi laughed dryly and shook him lightly. "Damn, you are a rotten drinker. But I think that I know someone that might just be worse than you..."

She gasped and looked down at this man. She pulled him up and studied him closely. How had she not noticed this before? He had the face too delicate of a man and there were faint traces of makeup on him.

"Mizutsuki?" She cried and shook the man. "Are you Mizutsuki? Hello! Get up! Rise'n shine you idiot!" She slapped his face multiple times.

The man groaned. "Ow..." He muttered. "Don't slap me!"

Machi called the bartender. "Hello! Give me a wet towel please!"

The bartender tossed her a towel and she rubbed it all over the man's face. When she removed the towel what appeared was a clean face of a woman who carried a scar on her left forehead. "Mizutsuki!" Machi exclaimed. "You're alive!"

"Everyone said that to me..." She groaned. "I'm not a ghost godammit… Blehhhh..."

"Don't puke on me!" Machi snapped.

Mizutsuki leaned on her and groaned. "Don't be so heartless Machi." She muttered. "Your best friend I am not feeling well..."

"Did your resistance to alcohol become worse?" She asked.

"I don't know... This is my first time drinking after recovering..."

"I think it did, your terrible resistance to alcohol gave you away." Machi finally understood what her unnamed feeling was now. It was bad because she's gonna get fooled; and it was good because she was gonna meet Mizutsuki again. The young man only knew about her so much because he actually knows her. "Your personality became more annoying as well. Did you actually play a prank on the other members as well or just on me?"

"I treated everyone equally apart from Feitan. I'm scared of him."

Machi facepalmed. "Gosh..." She muttered. "But welcome back."


Are you guys liking the sequel so far? Hope you are! Mizutsuki's gotten even more annoying than she was before the brain damage... Somehow the brain damage made her act like a child more; I don't think that she had ever played pranks like this before. In the third chapter we will start to get into the story of the Yorkshin Auction. I'd include some original scenes and some scenes from the Drama CD, I hope that you guys would enjoy reading it.