Machi, Nobunaga, and Uvogin had all registered. It would take at least an hour for them to finish their matches, so since Hisoka had a deck of cards, Law decided to borrow it to play Old Maid.
Perhaps because he had just killed someone, Hisoka still carried a lingering killing intent, but his emotions were stable. After understanding why Law wanted the cards, he paused for a moment, then magically produced a complete deck of playing cards.
Hisoka's sudden movement made Machi and the others tense up. They were on guard against Hisoka's potential sneak attack on Law, especially since Hisoka's lingering killing intent was misleading.
Compared to Machi and the others, who were extremely vigilant, Law seemed exceptionally calm. He reached out and took the deck of cards from Hisoka.
From start to finish, Hisoka didn't do anything out of line. After handing the cards to Law, he simply stood there, watching him.
"Thanks."
Law shook the deck of cards lightly.
"Can I join~?" Hisoka asked, the corners of his eyes curving slightly.
"No." Law said seriously.
"Why not?" Hisoka asked.
Law thought for a moment, then said firmly, "You'll cheat."
'Bullseye…'
'But if you didn't add a little flair to playing cards, wouldn't it be too boring?'
"Oh, alright then."
Hisoka turned around decisively and walked toward the exit.
Law held the deck of cards in his hand and calmly watched Hisoka's retreating figure.
Machi and the others didn't say anything, they just looked at Law and Hisoka in confusion, completely unable to understand the relationship between the two.
"Oh, right."
Hisoka suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Law. He pressed his index finger against his neck and said, "This little problem hasn't been resolved yet."
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I might have forgotten." Law looked at Hisoka's neck.
Back in Meteor City, Law had severed Hisoka's head and ankles. However, Hisoka had used his Nen Ability, Bungee Gum, to stick the head and ankles back together.
Even so, unless he found a Nen Exorcist or Law himself removed the effect, Hisoka would have to keep using his Nen Ability to hold his head and ankles together.
Hisoka moved his index finger from his neck, pointed upwards, and said with a smile, "If I kill you, the effect of your Nen Ability will disappear, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Machi's expression turned icy again. She pulled out a thin thread with both hands, stepped forward with her right foot, and was about to charge at Hisoka when Law quickly stopped her with a hand.
The others were also ready to act.
"It's fine."
Law smiled at Machi, then looked at Hisoka and said calmly: "If I die, the effect of my Nen Ability will indeed disappear, but in that case..."
"Hmm?" Law's slightly sinister smile was reflected in Hisoka's small pupils.
"You won't survive either."
Hisoka's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"If you think about this kind of question carefully, you will understand it, right?" Law said lightly.
The power of God Hand had severed Hisoka's head, but it was also protecting him.
If Law was killed by Hisoka, there would be two outcomes awaiting Hisoka.
One is that the effect of Law's Nen Ability disappears, causing Hisoka's head to separate from his body, with blood gushing from the severed area.
The other possibility was that the Nen Ability would grow stronger after death, making it impossible for Hisoka to reattach his head.
Theoretically, as long as Law gets someone's heart and sealed it in his book, then if Law died, the person whose heart had been taken would die with him.
Therefore, once someone's heart was taken by Law, they would be doomed forever.
After hearing what Law said, Hisoka immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. This was no longer something he could take lightly.
If Law were to die one day, wouldn't he have to follow him to the grave?
"It must be very uncomfortable, right?" Law asked, watching Hisoka's expression grow increasingly serious. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile played on his lips.
Hisoka remained silent. After all, having his life tied to someone else's was not an optimistic situation.
Therefore, he needed to resolve this troublesome issue as soon as possible.
Though troublesome, with his formidable strength as a backing, solving it wouldn't be too difficult.
The so-called power to choose was in the hands of the strong.
After figuring this out, the seriousness on Hisoka's face disappeared, returning to his usual calm demeanor.
"A shared journey to hell… hmm, sounds quite nice."
After Hisoka finished speaking, he simply turned around and left.
Of course, those words were a lie.
He could defeat Law, then threaten him to restore his original state. Alternatively, he could target Law's companions as leverage.
There were many methods, depending on when and how they were used.
Law watched Hisoka's retreating figure, wondering if he should just kill him now.
"Law, who is that guy?"
Machi suddenly asked, and the others were also concerned about this issue.
"A pervert."
Law replied casually, then changed the subject, picked up the playing cards and prepared to play Old Maid.
Seeing that Law didn't want to elaborate, the others didn't press further.
They passed the time playing Old Maid until Machi and the others finished their first matches. Then, they packed up the cards and left the first floor, heading to the food street to find a restaurant and have a meal together.
After not seeing each other for such a long time, their conversation was endless.
At the dinner table, Machi and the others were curious about what Law had been up to over the past year, and they kept bombarding him with questions one after another.
Law then shared some of his experiences during that time, mentioning Biscuit in the process.
However, Biscuit was busy with her shopping spree and didn't want to join the gathering, so Machi and the others only knew that Law had a master but didn't know what Biscuit looked like.
After Law finished talking about his own story, he also asked about Machi and the others, and only then did he understand what the Phantom Troupe had been up to over the past two years.
The most significant event was the museum heist.
This incident was enough to make the Phantom Troupe wanted criminals, but Machi and the other two still boldly come to Heavens Arena to register.
Speaking of which, from the time the Phantom Troupe started causing trouble until the main plot began, nothing major happened to them. However, Law vaguely remembered that one of the members had been killed by Killua's father, Silva.
This suggested that either the Troupe's strength grew too quickly, or only few Blacklist Hunters dared to take on such a formidable group.
But... the current Phantom Troupe was just starting out, and they're far from the powerhouse they would become by the time the main plot began.
"You're wanted criminals, yet you dare to come to such a high-profile place?" Law sighed.
When Hisoka revealed his malicious intent just now, Law had noticed Machi and the others' reactions, especially Machi's, who was even about to take action immediately after Hisoka said he wanted to kill him.
If a Blacklist Hunter came after Machi and the others, Law couldn't just stand by and watch. This was a mutual relationship of protection and being protected. Moreover, he couldn't interfere with the Troupe's affairs.
In this world, most people who gained power tended to act on their desires. Even Biscuit, in her pursuit of things she loved, would sometimes resort to unscrupulous means.
Even the Hunter Association, under the jurisdiction of the United Nations, V5, had to carry out shady missions if the V5 demanded it.
"We came here to find you." Uvogin said unclearly since his mouth is full of food.
Law barely understood what he said and rubbed his forehead, unsure of what to say.
'It was probably because of that live broadcast...'
After the meal, Law intended to take Machi and the others to a hotel, but who would have thought that they would insist on following him to take a look at his room on the 200th floor.
Unable to refuse, Law took them back to his exclusive room at Heavens Arena.
As soon as he opened the door, they saw Biscuit lounging on the sofa, flipping through a magazine filled with pictures of handsome men. Next to the sofa were a lot of shopping bags, which must be the results of her shopping spree.
"You… why are you in my room?" Law asked, somewhat stunned.
Machi and the others looked at Law with strange expressions, while Buhara and Sanbica, who knew Biscuit, showed no reaction.
Earlier at the restaurant, Law had only mentioned Biscuit's identity and strength, so Machi and the others didn't realize that this cute girl was Biscuit.