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

'I should have become stronger...'

'But why do I feel even more pressure than before, even fear?'

'What exactly has changed?'

In just two exchanges, Pitou confirmed a certain change that was completely different from before.

'Was it a reversal of roles between hunter and prey?'

'No.'

'What had changed was the combat posture this human displayed…'

'Looking down from above?'

'That's not right either.'

'It was a calm, unshakable demeanor that seemed to declare the outcome decided from the moment the fight began.'

'In less than a month, what could have caused such a change?'

Pitou didn't have much time to think.

Because Moses had taken the initiative to attack, which was completely different from his defensive stance in their previous battle.

[Super Speed: Spear]

The black sword transformed into a streak of black lightning and shot through the air towards Pitou's face.

Perhaps due to a subtle shift in mindset, Pitou, who should have thought this attack posed no threat at all, subconsciously made an evasive move, thus revealing a slight opening.

And just as the black sword flew past the right side of her cheek, a hand appeared out of nowhere and grasped the hilt of the blade.

The owner of this hand is naturally Moses, who had teleported over.

However, in order to maintain the intensity of the battle, Moses did not use the shadow clone ability, but used the Divine Script with 'Teleportation' ability.

As for the timing of inscribing the Divine Script on the black sword, it was at the moment Pitou's killing intent erupted before she passed through the hole in the wall.

Thus, when Pitou returned to the scene by passing through the hole, Moses would use the re-conjured black sword to stab her back, in order to increase the distance between them and thus bring out the effect of the Teleportation Divine Script.

Moses was hanging upside down in the air, his right hand tightly grasping the hilt of the black sword.

In order to counteract the Super Speed's effect attached to the black sword, Moses demonstrated the unique characteristic of Conjuration-Type Ability, which is the ability to conjure and dismiss freely, in a short moment.

However, the speed of dismissing and conjuring the black sword was so fast that if someone else was there, they would only see the black sword tremble slightly.

Then, Moses swung the black sword toward Pitou's neck.

Pitou's pupils contracted sharply. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have been able to react in time, but with the help of the demon figure hovering behind her, she managed to twist her body and lean to one side.

As Pitou's body tilted toward the ground, Moses's mid-air crescent slash only grazed the air above her ear.

After dodging the slash, Nephipetto Pitou immediately planted her left foot firmly on the ground. While stabilizing her tilted body, she exerted force through her left foot.

Boom!

The ground cracked.

Pitou quickly adjusted her stance and thrust her claw toward Moses, whose feet had yet to touch the ground.

But Moses seemed to have anticipated Pitou's counterattack a step ahead. While still in mid-air, he switched the black sword to his left hand, and then, taking advantage of the blade's length, he drove it toward Pitou's throat.

Clang!

Another burst of sparks flew.

This time, Moses's sword was still faster.

Pitou's expression changed, and her feet dug into the ground, her body forced to retreat.

The impact of this slash not only neutralized Pitou's counterattack, but also pushed her back again.

At this moment, Moses landed steadily.

[En: Clairvoyance]

The Aura surrounding his body suddenly expanded outward, and passed through Pitou's body in an instant.

More accurately, it enveloped Pitou within its radius.

Moses raised the black sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Pitou from a distance.

From the start of the battle until now, his eyes, his Aura-

All remained calm, without the slightest ripple.

Pitou stared at Moses like this, and a bead of sweat slid down her forehead.

'As long as I allocate less Aura during my attacks, his strikes... won't be able to harm me.'

'Yes, my innate advantage is still there.'

'But...what's going on with this feeling of uneasiness?'

Pitou's gaze remained locked on Moses. Although her heart was in turmoil, the demon figure behind her remained unaffected by emotions.

Click, click-

The slender hands of the puppet twitched, and the strings attached to it transmitted commands to Pitou's body.

Swoosh!

Pitou's agile figure once again transformed into a a sharp blade and stabbed towards Moses in mid-air.

But the outcome remained unchanged.

With En: Clairvoyance as his preparatory ability, Moses's slashes became even more effortless and precise.

This gave him more leeway to distribute his Aura.

When attacking, the black sword was always enveloped in a dense aura.

A sharp blade light flashed.

Pitou, who had lunged at Moses like a sharp blade, was instantly sent flying by the fleeting slash.

This round of offense and defense became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

As she was sent flying, Pitou deeply realized that she couldn't rely on the advantages granted by her species to break through Moses's almost divine level of skill.

If Terpsichora's ability could be perfected, there might still be a chance.

But there were no ifs.

And so-

A faint shutter sound came from an inconspicuous corner, followed by a flash of light.

It was Urtaido, who was being manipulated by the Puppeteer, was collecting photos of Moses.

In order to prevent Moses from reacting, Pitou adjusted her posture mid-air, put her feet on a rock pillar that reached the ceiling of the cave, and then lunged at Moses again.

Although Moses noticed Urtaido's presence, he could only temporarily shift his focus in order to deal with Pitou's explosive attack.

Clang!

With a burst of violent sparks, Pitou was sent flying again, but she immediately launched another fierce attack.

Such reckless and hurried attacks were even less of a threat in Moses's eyes.

Click.

Another shutter sound came from the corner.

As Moses glanced sideways, the black sword in his hand once again slashed on Pitou's nose.

'A camera? Is that Urtaido's ability?'

Without looking at Pitou, who was flying backwards, Moses could see the Puppeteer hovering above Urtaido's head, and thus realized something.

'But-'

'Can the Puppeteer in the original work achieve this level?'

However, this doubt appeared and disappeared just as quickly.

Because Moses trusted what he saw with his own eyes, he tends to rely on his own judgment.

Click!

Another shutter sound.

But the position had shifted slightly.

Moses's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swung his sword, repelling the fierce attack of Pitou once again.

But at this moment,

a ball of Aura flew out from Urtaido's hand and stuck to Moses's body.

Instantly, black and white colors spread across Moses's body, immobilizing him.

'The key to victory... isn't stronger life force, nor is it superior physical attributes.'

Seeing Moses immobilized, a complex emotion surged in Pitou's heart, but her offensive didn't slow down in the slightest.

With a determination to kill, she flew through the air and attacked the motionless Moses.

Before striking, Pitou wanted to see a reaction from Moses other than 'calm'.

However-

'Why…?'

What Pitou saw on Moses's face was still the kind of calmness without any ripples, as if the outcome had already been decided.

Doubt once again uncontrollably sprouted in her mind.

But this time, she quickly got her answer.

A black Aura filled with an ominous presence suddenly emerged from above and behind Moses, and in an instant, it took the form of a demon figure.

Between Terpsichora and his Nen Exorcism chance-

Moses chose Terpsichora.

And this choice of his made Pitou, who had thought victory was within her grasp, show an expression of shock and disbelief.

'How is it possible!!!'