Gourmet Hunter (HxH Fanfic)

The moment Bear's chest was pierced, Shark, who had always feared nothing and no one, felt fear for the first time.

She realized that this intruder was no ordinary threat. And since Dove couldn't take the woman with him just yet, her only choice was to rally the others to deal with the intruder and notify Dove immediately.

That was her plan, but when Law used long-range Nen Bullets, which is both faster speed and superior than hers, all her hopes fell apart.

As the distance between them shrank, Shark turned and fired several black and white Nen Arrows, all of which were easily shattered by Law.

Out of options, and now overwhelmed at close range, Shark could only let out a sharp, full-throated scream, hoping to alert her comrades.

At that moment, alarms continued to blare across the prison, signaling an incident.

However, this old Seirin Group, who were about to leave the prison, remained indifferent. If it were not for the tremors transmitted to the underground dock, Bear and Shark might never have gone up.

However, the sudden scream made all the members, who were ready to go, change their expressions slightly. They knew that voice all too well.

"…Something's wrong."

Inside the submarine, Pelican and Hawk, who were overseeing the artificial creatures in the submarine, suddenly looked at each other.

That was Shark's scream.

They wondered what could've happened to make her scream like that. After all, Bear had gone with her.

Meanwhile, inside the hallway of the building, Law had brought down Shark and was now gripping her heart in his hand, which he had dug from her body.

He didn't care at all that she had screamed at the top of her lungs.

For Law, it doesn't matter how many people are attracted by her screams. From the moment he decided to force his way in, he'd never planned on walking out peacefully.

Law tightened his grip on the heart, and Shark's scream, which was intended to alert his companions, suddenly turned into a scream of pain.

The bright red beating heart was deformed by the heavy pressure of the fingertips, but it would not break no matter what, inflicting Shark with pain far beyond words.

This kind of pain seemed to be even worse than the torment caused by her own black Nen Arrows.

The pain that she had taken pleasure in inflicting on others had come right back to her at this time.

After pinching the heart for three seconds, Law let it go, and Shark's screams gradually stopped.

She collapsed on the floor, drenched in sweat, curled up like a shrimp.

"I'm here to find someone."

Law half squatted down, looked at the woman whose face was half covered by short purple hair, and said, "She was dressed a little differently, wearing a hat and a mask, with only her eyes showing."

After hearing Law's simple description, Shark's expression changed slightly, and she instantly thought of Sanbica, the woman Dove had taken a particular interest in.

Law kept staring at Shark, so the subtle changes on her face naturally did not escape his eyes.

"Looks like you know her. This makes it easier." Law asked, "So, where is she?"

"Haha…"

Shark shook her disheveled head and suddenly grinned, revealing rows of sharp teeth.

"Are you talking about that woman? Yeah, I know her. She had a pair of very beautiful eyes, but it's a pity that she's dead."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shark screamed in pain again. As Law had squeezed her heart again, but this time, with all his strength.

"I'll ask you one more time, where is she?" Law's heart was filled with heavy worry, but his face was as cold as winter.

"…Dead."

Shark said, enduring the pain.

Law slowly released his grip and took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Where is the body?"

Without the pain, Shark smiled again and said indifferently: "I cut it into pieces and fed them to the jellyfish in the lake. You won't find so much as a strand of her hair. Hahahaha!"

Law stood up expressionlessly and looked down at the woman curled at his feet. Her slightly trembling eyes revealed her uneasy emotions.

With her head tilted to the side, Shark laughed manically, like a lunatic: "I gouged out her eyes, ripped off her nails, snapped her fingers, tore out her tendons... Aagghhh!"

Before she could finish what she was saying, she was interrupted by her own screams.

She was lying, but the pain caused by the black arrow was even more intense than the cruel punishment she had described.

"You don't have to try so hard."

Law crushed her heart so forcefully it nearly deformed, and Shark could only writhe and scream, her breathing growing faint and erratic.

Crack!

Law stomped on Shark's throat and smashed it to pieces, stopping the scream abruptly.

"If anything happens to Sanbica, I'll make everyone in this prison die with her."

To Shark, whose consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, those cold and merciless words felt no different than some thug's empty threat.

Law turned and left, but the force applied to the heart never relaxed at all.

He didn't plan to kill Shark immediately. Just based on what Shark had just said, he would not let Shark die so easily.

From this corridor until the next Nen User appears, he will not seal her heart in the book for punishment, but intends to hold the heart tightly all the way.

Shark lay on the ground, writhing in pain beyond words. Her dilated, unfocused pupils reflected Law's silhouette as he walked away.

"So her name is Sanbica, huh..."

"If that idiot Bear hadn't gotten in the way, the arrow could've stayed inside her longer."

"What a waste. If I'd known she was the last one I'd ever get to torment…"

"No way I'd want it all to end like this…"

…

Bang!

A harsh, metallic sound of a door slamming open shattered the silence. Then, blinding light flooded into a dark, damp room.

Two tall figures stood in the doorway, blocking most of the light.

Inside the room, the stone brick floor was wet. A girl about eight or nine years old was hung against the wall. She had no clothes to cover her body, and her thin body, exposed to the cold air, was covered with new and old scars.

At the sound of the door opening, the girl weakly lifted her head, her eyes not yet adjusted to the light. She stared at the two figures, her gaze filled with despair and hatred.

She had narrow eyes and short dirty purple hair...

"Her pain tolerance is still far below standard. Today, we must raise the intensity to the highest level. If she still doesn't meet the threshold within three days, dump her in the trash pit."

"Understood."

"Let's hope she's at least more useful than a lab rat."

One of the two figures left, and two more arrived shortly after.

Clang.

The door closed, and three figures remained in the room. Moments later, a dim, flickering yellow bulb lit the room.

They began to torture the little girl with various brutal methods, all to push her pain tolerance to its limit. Only when this girl passed the threshold would she qualify to become a test subject.

…

Clang!

Another violent door slam. A figure stepped slowly into the room, with light flooding in from behind them.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but the girl felt that the figure was much shorter than the others.

"Hang in there. Even if you're barely clinging to life…stay alive. Just stay alive!"

"We'll… make them pay for every ounce of this suffering!"

The voice, filled with rage and hate, echoed in her ears. The girl nodded faintly, using what little strength she had left.

.....

"Heehee, you should thank me, you know? That was the best kind of pleasure~"

The woman with the razor-sharp smile gently caressed the face of a corpse, her eyes tilted toward the black arrow embedded in its neck as it slowly dissipated.

Her narrow eyes curved like a fox that had just stolen a hen, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her not-so-good-looking face.

"Now then… who's next?"

The woman tilted her head playfully, causing her purple hair to ripple and fan out.

"Heehee… hahaha!"

Her mad laughter dripped with uncontainable pleasure.

…

"Damn it… this sucks…"

The light in Shark's eyes dimmed further, and the endless pain dragged her back to the past.

The plan for revenge hadn't even started, and now… she had to say goodbye.

She stared hard at the figure walking away.

"You must succeed!"