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

In just two months, Moses was able to replicate the most basic module, thus imbued objects with Divine Script abilities.

Even with all his vast experience, Ging couldn't help but feel a tremor of awe at Moses's absurdly fast progress.

But inside the room, Moses didn't feel any sense of accomplishment. In fact, he thought to himself...

'It's still too slow.'

Moses leaned back in his chair and let out a tired breath.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and his vision blurred as he stared up at the ceiling.

'It takes about 40 minutes to prepare just to copy the most basic Divine Script module with a 'sealing effect'...'

Slowly lowering my hands, hisvision gradually became clear again.

Moses continued to stare at the ceiling.

If the Divine Script modules were categorized by levels, then the one he inscribed on the door would undoubtedly be the lowest: a G-Rank module.

Not only was the strength pitifully weak, but it also took him 40 minutes just to sketch it. It was hard to imagine how such a thing could be of any use.

This was the result of his two months of hard, sleepless work.

And that was with the added benefit of his [Completion Rate Buff]...

"It seems like my talent for Divine Script is still too poor."

Moses slowly withdrew his gaze from the ceiling and muttered to himself, "No choice then… I'll have to make up for my lack of talent with hard work."

After saying that, Moses pulled himself together, picked up a pen infused with Nen, and continued copying the Divine Script modules he had asked Ging for the previous night on a paper.

It is relatively easy to copy the existing Divine Script modules.

And this repeated copying exercises can increase his proficiency in drawing the strokes of the Divine Script, laying the groundwork for creating his own Divine Script modules in the future.

There are no shortcuts on this path.

Outside the door…

Ging quietly withdrew his hand.

It wasn't the Divine Script's 'sealing' effect that stopped him. Rather, it was Moses's muttering that he overheard.

'Talent in Divine Script is too poor?'

'Making up for it with hard work?'

'Are you speaking human language?'

Ging fought the urge to barge into the room and shout loudly to Moses, "You are awesome!"

"Well, keep working yourself to the bone, then."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ging turned and left quietly.

In order to prevent Moses from getting too proud and slowing his progress in Divine Script studies, Ging decided to let him remain unaware.

If necessary, Ging might even consider using a phrase like 'your progress is barely adequate' to further motivate Moses.

That way, Moses might reach the expected level in just six months.

'By that time...'

'Well, it's all for Moses's own good, and definitely not for regaining my freedom faster.'

Ging stroked his chin.

…

At noon, in the dining hall.

Ging noticed Shizuku had come out for lunch right on time.

Ever since Moses and Shizuku started studying Divine Script, they had mostly stayed in their rooms. As for eating, let alone eating on time, sometimes they even skipped eating for the whole day.

Now, seeing Shizuku coming out exactly on schedule, Ging couldn't help but think of a terrifying possibility.

'Could it be-'

'She's mastered it too?!'

Ging's eyelids drooped as he sized up Shizuku.

"?"

Shizuku noticed Ging's odd gaze and slowly tilted her head, a question mark seemingly popping up over her head.

Ging thought for a moment and decided to ask directly: "Shizuku, how's your progress with Divine Script?"

"Hmm…"

Upon hearing Ging's question, Shizuku immediately furrowed her brows.

Menchi, who is sitting nearby, also became curious and turned her head to listen to Shizuku's response.

She had actually wanted to learn the Divine Script too, but developing her abilities had already taken up most of her time and energy, and she really had no spare energy to learn the Divine Script.

Under the attentive gazes of Menchi and Ging, Shizuku let out a sigh and said calmly: "Zero progress."

"???"

Hearing this, Menchi and Ging both blinked in confusion.

'What?'

'You're spending two months in your room without enough sleep or food, but there is no progress at all?'

'That's a full two months.'

'Even a pig would've picked up some basic idea by now, right?'

Faced with Menchi and Ging's bewildered expressions, Shizuku sighed again, frowning as she explained, "I tried really hard, but I just can't remember those strokes."

"You don't remember any of them?"

"Mm-hmm, it's too difficult. I guess I'm not suited for learning Divine Script."

Shizuku lowered her head and felt a bit dejected.

Ging's eye twitched.

'Today was truly enlightening.'

'One 'monster' managed to master Divine Script in two months.'

'Another 'monster' couldn't remember a single stroke in the same amount of time.'

Menchi's eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Silly Goose, are you serious? I know you have memory issues, but isn't this a bit too much?"

"Memory issues?"

Shizuku raised her head and looked at Menchi with a puzzled look on her face.

Her expression seemed to say: I have memory issues? Why didn't I know that?

Seeing this, Menchi covered her forehead with her hand and said weakly, "Forget the memory issues. If you really can't remember anything, why'd you waste two months locked up in your room?"

"Because Ging has been emphasizing that the Divine Script are difficult to learn."

Shizuku offered an explanation.

The underlying meaning is: The Divine Script is so difficult that it's normal for me to keep forgetting the strokes, right?

Ging understood the meaning of her sentence and felt that a blame had been laid on him.

'Yes, Divine Script was indeed difficult, but surely not to that extent.'

He wanted to argue, but finally swallowed it back.

'Forget it…'

Ging shook his head inwardly.

'Two months without remembering even a single stroke? That's really incredible.'

To spare Shizuku's feelings, Menchi also held back the words on the tip of her tongue, 'Is it possible that you are just too stupid?'

Despite having wasted two months trying to study Divine Script, Shizuku's mood didn't seem too affected. She just felt a little regretful.

She genuinely thought Divine Script was a fantastic technique.

If she could master it, she could apply it in so many areas.

Composing herself, Shizuku glanced at the empty seat next to Menchi and suddenly said, "I'll go get Moses."

Before she finished speaking, she was already on her feet and walked toward the room at the end of the hall.

Menchi didn't stop her either.

If Shizuku could bring her master out to eat, that would be ideal.

At that moment, Ging's attention had shifted to the soup Menchi had painstakingly prepared today.

The seemingly clear broth shimmered with light.

It wasn't oil, but the glimmer of Nen.

Today's dish, like always, was infused with Nen ability, which is why it was called [Glowing Cuisine].

But Ging vaguely noticed something different about it.

'The Nen in this soup...'

'Its presence is stronger than any dish I had seen before.'

Menchi noticed the change in Ging's eyes and realized that the other party had immediately noticed the anomaly.

'No matter what, he was one of the strongest, standing at the pinnacle...'

'It's only natural for him to pick up on it so quickly.'

"This is the second 'category' of Glowing Cuisine. still unstable, and the effect when consumed is pretty mediocre."

Menchi took the initiative to explain.

A gleam of interest appeared in Ging's eyes, and he asked, "Blue potion?"

"Un."

Menchi nodded.

Ging immediately gave Menchi a thumbs up.

Although he hadn't yet tasted the soup or experienced its effect, it didn't stop him from expressing his admiration.

Even if the ability is still in an unstable stage, even if the effect of the ability is very average...

The fact that she had opened up a new path was an accomplishment worthy of praise.

"That's nice and all, but don't go giving me thumbs up before even tasting it."

Menchi said with a huff, slapping a spoon down in front of Ging.

Ging: "…"