I'm Really Not A Nen Exorcist (HxH Fanfic)

Divine Script formed by Nen has an effect that, for ordinary people, is equivalent to a dimensional suppression.

This isn't an exaggeration.

So, how can an ordinary person break free from the suppression of Divine Script? Cheadle simply can't imagine it.

However, the reason for her outburst wasn't entirely because Moses awakened his Nen under the suppression of the Divine Script, but rather, the danger Moses would face after awakening his Nen.

That is a threat from some Post-Mortem Nen entity.

"Hawk."

Cheadle forced herself to calm down, her peripheral vision glancing at the phone attached to her ear, and she spoke in a grave tone, "You have half an hour to complete the commission process. After that, I'll rush over as quickly as possible."

"Alright, wait for my message."

On the other end of the phone, Hawk quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, Cheadle promptly ended the call.

"Damn it, even under the restraint of the Divine Script, why can Moses still awaken his Nen autonomously? Is it really because his talent is strong enough to break the seal of Divine Script, or is it because the Divine Script malfunctioning… No."

Putting her phone into her pocket, Cheadle bit her thumb.

"Although I don't want to admit it, the Divine Script on Moses was crafted by that bastard. It's impossible for it to malfunction."

Cheadle seemed to feel no pain from the thumb as she gradually applied force, embedding her teeth deep into the flesh.

As the brains of the Zodiacs, it was rare for Cheadle to lose her composure like today.

"Maybe that bastard will have the answer…"

Cheadle subconsciously looked at the phone that she had just put into her pocket.

The bastard she referred to was Ging Freecss, who is also a member of the Zodiacs. He's an outstanding Pro Hunter with exceptional abilities.

However, in Cheadle's eyes, Ging is a very unreliable guy. He's clearly holding the prestigious title of a Zodiac's member, yet frequently absent from important meetings.

So, Cheadle genuinely disliked Ging. But regardless of her personal feelings, she never denied his excellence.

"Let's give it a try, but he probably still won't pick it up."

Cheadle frowned, stopped biting her thumb, and took out her phone to dial Ging's number.

Each Pro Hunter has a unique communication number.

And this number was forced upon Ging by all the Zodiac's members during a meeting.

However, after that meeting, other members attempted to call Ging several times, but he never answered.

Cheadle of course, didn't expect this call to get a response, but in order to help Moses deal with the threat, she didn't want to miss any opportunity to gather information.

"Beep, beep…"

"Click."

In less than two seconds, the call was answered.

Following that, a loud rushing wind noise came from the phone, making Ging's muffled "Hello?" almost inaudible.

Cheadle had originally held little hope, but she didn't expect Ging to answer her call in just two seconds, and in a quite adverse call environment.

This made her unconsciously show a surprised expression, completely ignoring the so-called adverse call environment.

"Ging, you actually answered…"

After the call was connected, Cheadle was initially prepared to get straight to the point, but what came out was an inexplicable sigh.

"Ah, under normal circumstances, I don't have time to answer calls. But this is the first time you've called me since I left my number, right? And you called knowing I wouldn't answer…"

"Though not a grasping at straws situation, but more of a trying anything in desperation. So, I think it's necessary for me to pick up your call. So, what do you want to ask?"

Gin's voice was almost drowned out by the noisy wind, but it didn't affect Cheadle's ability to hear every syllable in Ging's words.

Just as she expressed her astonishment at him actually answering the call in an instant, this bastard figured out her intentions and psychological state…

"So, when Kanzai and the others have called you many times before, you deliberately didn't answer?"

Cheadle concluded without waiting for Ging's cunning defense, then she grumbled, "You really are…"

"Hey, hey, isn't your focus a bit strange? Besides, do you still want to nitpick at a time like this? In that case, I might have to charge you a consultation fee."

On the other end of the phone, Ging sat cross-legged on the back of a gigantic bird, showing a dead fish-eye expression.

The strong wind coming from the high altitude did not affect the communication between these two Pro Hunters.

"Sorry."

Taking a deep breath, Cheadle apologized decisively. She then proceeded to explain the situation regarding Moses and the Divine Script.

After hearing Cheadle's narration, Ging showed an interested expression, "Interesting. To be honest, this matter is also beyond my understanding."

"Even you don't know the reason?"

"Yes, with limited information and inadequate knowledge, I can't deduce the reason."

Ging gazed at the sea of clouds ahead, unfazed by the strong wind blowing against him.

His eyes sparkled with curiosity, "When you initially commissioned me to set the Divine Script, you hid some information from me, right? Of course, since you didn't want to tell me before, you definitely won't say it now."

"..."

Cheadle couldn't help but fall silent.

Concealing information about the Post-Mortem Nen entity was indeed the fact, and she couldn't refute it.

Cheadle's silence was akin to admitting the truth, but Ging didn't mind.

"Cheadle, there's at least one thing we can be certain of."

"Hmm?"

"The Divine Script on that boy has indeed not malfunctioned. A person who doesn't understand Nen should indeed not be able to break free from the Divine Script's seal, but this incident has happened."

The gleam in Ging's eyes grew even brighter, and he said seriously:

"So, the only suitable explanation is that some phenomenon beyond the Nen system, has occurred in that boy's body."

"A phenomenon beyond the Nen system…?"

"Oh, for example… he might not be himself anymore."

"Ging, what do you mean by that!?"

"Have you read the book 'Swamp Man'?"

"I haven't."

"What!? Swamp Man is the hottest novel this year, and you haven't read it?"

"Can you not change the subject?!"

Cheadle's face tightened, and she gripped her phone more forcefully.

"Sigh… I was originally going to have a good chat with you about Swamp Man…"

"Ging!!!"

"Alright, I can't give you the answer you want."

"Goodbye!"

Having reached the end of her patience and realizing Ging had said all he intended to, Cheadle directly hung up the call.

On the other end of the phone, Ging calmly put away his phone, and a contemplative look appeared in his eyes.

"Moses, huh… If it weren't for the current situation, I really want to go on-site and examine you in person."

His murmur was quickly drowned out by the roaring wind.

In the temple thousands of kilometers away.

Moses, who had slightly recovered, pulled out a book from a shelf.

The cover of the book had two words written on it—

"Swamp Man."