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With that, the group set out at night and made their way to Zaban City at an unhurried pace.
Along the way, Roy and Android 18 relied on Flight and followed behind the Kiriko family in a completely relaxed flying posture. That made Leorio, who was afraid of heights, extremely envious, and it also made Gon and the others feel even more strongly that Roy was dependable.
After arriving in Zaban City, it was Gon's first time seeing such a large city, and he could not help looking around in curiosity, full of excitement.
"The hairstyle of those people wearing orange-red clothes looks just like mine!"
Gon suddenly seemed to have discovered a whole new world and immediately cried out.
Hearing Gon's shout, everyone instinctively looked over. The moment he saw them, Roy froze for a second, then smiled.
The people Gon said had hairstyles like his were wearing the exact hairstyle of young Son Goku from Dragon Ball.
Both were upright, spiky styles, rather like hedgehog hair.
He had not expected Dragon Ball's influence to have spread this far already, to the point that people had even started doing cosplay.
They had young Son Goku's hairstyle, wore orange-red clothes, black waist sashes, and had the Turtle symbol printed on their outfits.
And that cosplayer had sharp ears too. After hearing Gon's comment, he looked at Gon's hair, then said helplessly, "Another out-of-touch guy, huh? You haven't even read Dragon Ball."
"Dragon Ball?" A question mark practically popped up over Gon's head.
"Yeah, Dragon Ball—the hottest manga in the world right now! The best manga in the world, created by Master Roy of Shonen Magazine!"
The cosplayer's face was full of excited fanaticism. Clearly, he was a manga fan.
"Master Roy?"
Kurapika sharply caught that keyword, then glanced at Roy.
"That's right, Master Roy. I heard he's not even eighteen yet. Being able to create such a great manga at such a young age—don't you think he's the most talented master in the entire world?"
As the cosplayer spoke, his face was full of reverence.
"So, little brother, go read Dragon Ball. It absolutely won't disappoint you!"
Just as the cosplayer was enthusiastically recommending Dragon Ball to Gon—
Someone on the street suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "The latest issue of the Dragon Ball manga is on sale! Hurry up and buy it!"
"What?!"
"Oh right, today's the release day for the new issue!"
"Hey, save a copy for me!!!"
"Don't any of you bastards fight me for it! I missed out the last few times, but this time I'm definitely getting one!"
"I want a copy too! …Who the hell just groped me?!"
In an instant, the entire street turned into a surging mass of people, all rushing toward where the shout had come from.
"Little brother, I can't keep talking with you—I'm off first! …Hey! I'm the vice president of the Zaban City branch of the Dragon Ball Fan Association, so save one for me!"
The cosplayer—who was also the fan association's vice president—roared and charged off.
Who would have thought that Dragon Ball already even had fan clubs.
That kind of explosive popularity left Gon and the others at the side completely dumbfounded.
"Hey… Roy, the Master Roy they're talking about, it can't be…"
"That's me."
Surprised? Unexpected?
"..."
Everyone looked at the frenzied crowd, then at Roy beside them, and suddenly felt like none of this was real.
"Roy, so you're actually this amazing! They all call you a master now!" Gon was completely convinced this time.
"It's not that big a deal. I just happened to draw a somewhat famous manga."
"Then judging from this, the manga's sales must be incredible. You've definitely made a lot of money, right?"
Leorio immediately moved closer, his eyes shining.
"Yeah, at the very least, probably several tens of millions of Jenny..."
"Big Bro!"
Leorio instantly went to hug Roy's leg.
"From now on, you're my Big Bro. If you tell me to go east, I absolutely won't go west..."
Watching Leorio there pledging his loyalty, Kurapika's mouth twitched slightly, looking rather embarrassed to be associated with him.
After Roy's identity as a manga artist and the fortune he possessed were revealed, aside from Leorio's joking display of loyalty at the start, the other members of the group did not have much emotional upheaval or any major change in attitude.
After all, Gon wanted to find his father, and Kurapika wanted revenge. None of that would be affected by Roy.
At most, they simply admired and congratulated their friend for achieving such remarkable success.
So, on the now-empty streets, Mr. Kiriko led Gon's group through several twists and turns until they arrived at a steak restaurant.
Inside the steak restaurant, after going through a meal-based password exchange centered around steak, Gon, Roy, and the others successfully entered a small private room.
"This is the Hunter Exam. There are always unexpected things that happen. There are also several million participants, and out of every ten thousand people, only one has a chance of reaching the official venue. As newcomers, you've already done very well. If it's you all, then I'd gladly guide you again next year."
Mr. Kiriko did not enter the private room. Instead, he stood at the doorway and spoke in a serious tone.
After saying all that, Mr. Kiriko's expression immediately relaxed again, and he said with a smile, "All right, that concludes the official routine speech given to every newcomer. Now for my own thoughts. Judging from how many of you have already mastered Nen, there's a very high chance that all of you will pass this exam. Do your best, everyone!"
(End of Chapter)
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