She let out a sorrowful sigh in her heart.
"Why am I so unlucky?!"
She had barely escaped the jaws of a dragon, only to now face an unknown and potentially dangerous individual.
It made her feel incredibly unfortunate about her turbulent fate.
However—
As she dejectedly walked into the clearing, she was met with an unexpected sight.
A strikingly handsome young man sat casually on a stone, a warm and charming smile gracing his lips.
Thump!
The female Hunter's heart skipped a beat.
It felt as if Cupid's arrow had struck her squarely in the chest.
"So handsome!!"
Her eyes seemed to sparkle with admiration, her lips pursing slightly as her pearly teeth bit down gently.
Unconsciously, the strap on her shoulder, which had been properly in place, slipped just a little—
Revealing a glimpse of her soft, fair skin.
(For the sake of review, let's just say "fragrant and delicate skin" and leave it at that—those who understand, understand.)
But to her disappointment, the man before her didn't even spare her a glance.
Instead, he casually pulled out a document.
"Baise, a Hunter who passed the 22nd Hunter Exam, correct?"
Morin looked at the woman before him—someone who, in the original story, barely had any screen time before meeting her untimely end.
At this moment, she didn't yet have the worldly aura she would later develop.
She exuded a youthful charm, like a ripe peach—soft, alluring, and fresh.
However, from the features between her brows, it was clear she was still inexperienced in many things.
Though she carried herself with mature elegance, she remained untouched.
"That's me."
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a seductive undertone.
Even without trying, her every move seemed to stir the desires of those around her—an enchantress in every sense of the word.
Her gestures were filled with a mesmerizing allure, each action oozing charm.
This was Baise—one of the rare, top-tier beauties of the Hunter World.
In the original version, she was the same woman who had once applied to be a bodyguard for the Nostrade family alongside Kurapika.
Later, she served as Neon Nostrade's bodyguard, working alongside Kurapika, Baise, Melody, and the others.
Baise was known for her strong professional sense, playful nature, and a certain sadistic tendency—something evident from the way she used her Nen ability to control her fellow bodyguard, Skuwala.
Her ability, "Perfect 10 Love Slave," was a Manipulation-type technique.
As long as she landed a kiss on someone's lips, they would fall under her control, becoming her obedient slave.
Skuwala had fallen victim to this ability, confessing all his secrets—including the fact that he was a spy.
During her time in Yorknew City, she was in charge of the auction bidding but was swiftly eliminated by Shizuku at the underground auction.
However, in this altered timeline—
Shizuku was no longer a member of the Phantom Troupe.
And now, instead of facing her original fate, Baise had encountered Morin.
Her destiny had already shifted dramatically.
Morin nodded. "So it really is you."
He put away the document, cleared his throat, and spoke directly—
"I am a proctor for the Hunter Association's follow-up test. While you have passed the public portion of the exam and obtained your license, you must still undergo additional testing to maintain your qualification."
Of course, the follow-up testing part was true—
But Morin's proctor status? Completely fabricated.
Every year, after the initial Hunter Exam, veteran Hunters were assigned to guide the newly certified Hunters in learning Nen.
Only by mastering Nen could a candidate be considered to have truly completed the Hunter Exam and become a full-fledged Hunter.
Baise was one of this year's successful candidates.
Morin had heard about this process in passing during a conversation with Kastro.
Kastro had been discussing his current work, which involved organizing tasks for the veteran Hunters who would be training the new recruits.
Among the list of fresh Hunters, one particular name had caught Morin's attention—
Baise.
At that time, Morin had been training for quite a while, and curiosity had gotten the better of him.
Seeing a somewhat familiar character from the original timeline, he had decided to meet her in person.
So, he volunteered for the task—saving the other veteran Hunters the trouble.
As for whether Morin was actually qualified to oversee this training…
Well, as long as neither he nor Kastro said anything, who would know?
When it came time to submit Baise's records, he could simply list Kastro as her instructor.
No one would question it.
Such was the privilege of holding a position of real power within the Hunter Association.
After accepting this task, Morin had encountered a minor detour—
He had come across Leroute and, after a brief interaction, sent her off to Razor for a bit of… modification.
Then, he arrived here for his meeting with Baise.
He had to admit—her overall physique was exceptional.
Every curve was perfectly accentuated in all the right places.
Her long, slender legs created the ideal S-shaped silhouette.
And her face…
Absolutely captivating.
A single flirtatious glance from her could easily steal a man's soul.
Like Machi, she had soft, violet-pink hair.
However, due to her height and figure, her hairstyle gave off a more mature and refined look.
If Machi's presence was that of an icy, untouchable beauty—
Then Baise was a fiery, passionate temptress.
The two women had slight facial similarities, but while Machi's features carried a sharper, more resolute edge, Baise's were drenched in sultry allure, her lips always painted in a bold, enticing red.
She was, without a doubt, one of the Hunter World's rare beauties.
—
'Follow-up test? Proctor? Maintain my qualification?!'
Hearing this directly impact her status as a Hunter, Baise immediately snapped back to reality.
"You claim to be a proctor for the Hunter Association's follow-up test—"
She narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of caution creeping into her gaze.
"What proof do you have to back up that claim?"
"Even if you show me a Hunter License, how do I know it's not a fake?"
"Even if your identity is real—what if this so-called follow-up test doesn't actually exist? What if you're just trying to trick me?!"
A Passion as Fierce as Fire
Baise's mother was a woman who had lived a rough life.
Growing up in that kind of environment, she had long become familiar with the way people looked at her.
She knew that most of the men who sought her out—or happened upon her—shared a common purpose.
Having experienced this countless times, Baise had learned how to protect herself.
She wasn't the type to swoon over someone just because they were handsome.
Her safety was far more important.
That said…
If this guy really had bad intentions toward her…
Well, at least he'd be the most handsome one among them.
Baise thought to herself.
Even if someone had nefarious intentions, appearance still mattered—skr, skr!
"You have a good sense of caution. That makes you a fairly competent Hunter."
Morin wasn't offended by her skepticism. On the contrary, he appreciated it.
"But… you still made a mistake."
He pointed out her error.
"You shouldn't have voiced all those suspicions outright."
"Instead, you should have played along, subtly probing as we spoke, slowly uncovering my true motives. That would have been the safest approach."
"The way you just fired off a series of aggressive questions and accusations—regardless of whether I mean harm or not—"
"If I did have ill intentions, do you think I'd just slink away with an awkward laugh?"
"Or would I drop the act entirely and take action?"
"Of course, I might continue pretending, trying to lower your guard with words—but in a place like this?"
"Not likely."
Baise: "…"
She fell silent after hearing Morin's critique.
She had to admit—his words made sense.
She had been too hasty.
Then again, that was just her nature.
She was bold and direct by nature—otherwise, she wouldn't have developed such a straightforward and aggressive Nen ability later on.
And yet, Morin wasn't finished.
"If you had the strength to handle a situation like this, I wouldn't say anything."
"But from what I see…"
Morin smiled.
"You don't."
Baise:
That was just cruel!
"If I did have good intentions, your approach would still create unnecessary friction."
"It would make any future interactions awkward and strained."
"So—"
Morin tapped his head.
"Think before you act."
"Take your time and consider things carefully. You'll gain a better understanding of situations and how to handle them."
…Was he calling her brainless?!
Baise put on a thoughtful expression, but inside, she was fuming.
But given how he had scared off the Tiger-Wolf Dragon with just two sentences earlier…
She wisely chose to hold back.
It was only now that she fully realized how inappropriate her earlier approach had been.
Just as he said—if she had provoked a strong opponent and made them snap… the consequences…
Thinking of that, Baise immediately adopted a respectful, eager-to-learn attitude.
"I understand."
She nodded obediently.
"I'll be more mindful in the future."
"Good! You're quite good at reading the room and adapting."
Morin praised her again.
Baise: "…"
Where's my knife?!
"Recognizing your mistakes and adjusting accordingly—that's at least somewhat worthy of being called a Hunter."
But that praise…
It made Baise incredibly annoyed.
Can I stab this guy?!
More Power stoones :DDD