Body Collector's Mansion (1)

Killua stands on a stone wall beside an ornate metal gate, his light hair tousled and his expression serious. A close-up shows his large dark eyes and neutral mouth. Below, he extends his right arm forward, a heavy chain with a black weight dangling from his wrist, the word CLAC appearing near the chain. A large speech bubble near the gate reads: I'M KURAPIKA AND I WAS REFERRED TO BY SENGI GUILD. A small figure stands just inside the closed gate. The background shows the same distant mansion and trees. A footnote reads *SENGI - THOUSAND EARS.

A heavy door creaks open with a long grating sound. Outside on the snowy grounds, a small cloaked figure stands motionless while several large black dogs prowl nearby, growling. Killua stares at the approaching animals with wide eyes. An elderly man with a wrinkled face and formal attire appears in a large panel and speaks in a calm, welcoming tone. He says 'WELCOME.' and then 'PLEASE FOLLOW ME.' The man leads the way into a grand hallway lined with framed pictures on the walls. He gestures politely and says 'PLEASE WAIT HERE.' Killua and a tall man in a dark suit stand together in the corridor, looking ahead.

Vertical close-ups show several stern faces watching from the side. A wide view reveals a luxurious two-story lounge with tall windows, a large potted tree, and multiple people seated on sofas and armchairs. A young boy stands near the center of the room. On a couch below, a spiky-haired man with a cigarette, a short-haired man, and Killua sit together. The spiky-haired man exhales smoke while the group waits. A large speech bubble declares 'YOU PASS.' with bold lettering.

In a cluttered office filled with books and equipment, the spiky-haired young man with star and dot facial marks leans over a desk while speaking with the light-haired boy. "Only one other person has come since your last visit," a voice notes. "Yeah," the boy replies. "There aren't that many visitors." The young man continues, "Amazing. You learned Nen in less than 6 months. You remember me? This place is more difficult to find than you think." A close-up shows the young man's serious expression as he asks, "What kind of employer do you want?" and adds, "And..." In the lower panels, the young man sits with hand to chin, explaining the situation to the standing light-haired boy in a dark uniform. "Employers with power usually have high criteria," he states. "I doubt they'll hire someone with zero years of experience as a Hunter." The boy responds firmly, "I want someone with strong connections with the auction in York Shin. I don't care what type of job it is."

The spiky-haired young man continues listing job options while the light-haired boy listens. "First, a gun collector looking for Bull 555 limited edition No. 1 by Mizet Company," he reads from the screen. "Second, a china collector looking for Rodo Company anniversary dish of years 1655 and 1667." The boy reacts with surprise, "What a hobby." The young man adds, "Third, body part collector, looking for bodyguard and security work. I'll read the job descriptions. All 3 of them are bodyguard and security work." A new scene shows an older man in a suit at a doorway greeting two visitors, one bald and one with spiky hair, saying "Thanks for waiting." An unseen speaker states, "We'll explain about our contract." The light-haired boy holds a small device as a click sound effect appears.

A stern man with spiky black hair sits centered, hands tightly clasped before him, a brilliant radial aura bursting outward behind his head. Two long-haired women stand at his sides, each resting a hand on his shoulders; the left woman speaks firmly while the right woman smiles slightly. The left woman states, "THE IMPORTANT THING IS IF YOU CAN GET THE THINGS THAT WE WANT." The right woman replies, "I WON'T ASK IF YOU HAVE A LICENSE OR NOT." Below, a framed photograph displays the same trio in identical poses. An off-panel voice offers, "I'LL GIVE YOU A LIST AND FROM THAT BRING JUST ONE OF THE THINGS OF YOUR CHOICE TO US." Another voice adds, "THERE'S 1 MONTH UNTIL THE AUCTION BEGINS." In the foreground, several suited figures stand watching the framed image.

A woman with a high ponytail stands beside a man holding up a data card labeled "THE DATA CARD." An elderly man with a mustache examines the card while background figures display wanted posters. A panel shows a close-up of a document titled "EYES OF THE KURATA CLAN" listing several entries. Another panel focuses on a sharp eye with the caption "AFTER DEATH, SCARLET COLOR REMAINING, WITH THE HEAD IS THE BEST." Two men discuss the list: one with slicked-back hair and a mustache holds a small electronic device while the other looks concerned. The mustached man says, "IT'S OKAY TO JUST POSSESS ANY OF THESE." He continues, "IF WE GET HIRED, THEY'LL PROBABLY ASK US FOR SOMETHING MORE DANGEROUS, LIKE A CORPSE CARRYING A LEVEL 5 DISEASE." The other man replies, "THIS LIST IS STILL LEVEL 1." A third man asks, "WHAT'S WRONG? YOU LOOK PALE."

The light-haired boy stares coldly ahead as a voice commands, "DO NOT SPEAK TO ME AGAIN." A bearded man with a scar across his face snaps back, "SHUT UP," adding, "THE SICKEST EMPLOYER I EVER HAD WANTED A BABY, AND..." Three men are shown in close-up: one with short hair and a scar, another with a forehead dot and slicked hair, and the bearded man blowing a bubble. An elderly woman with a wrinkled face says, "GOOD LUCK," while a young woman with long hair watches. A large speech bubble declares, "IF YOU ACCOMPLISH THAT, WE'LL FORMALLY HIRE YOU AS BODYGUARD AND COLLECTOR." In a dramatic close-up with radiating lines, the light-haired boy resolves, "FIRST, I MUST EARN THEIR TRUST."

Killua continues his internal monologue: "THEN THE EMPLOYER WILL DESIRE TO SHARE SECRET INFORMATION. I MUST MAKE THIS AS CLOSE TO ZERO AS POSSIBLE." A thought bubble notes, "THE MAN IN THE MONITOR IS NOT EVEN THE ACTUAL EMPLOYER." Another states, "THAT IS MY CURRENT DISTANCE BETWEEN ME AND MY EMPLOYER." A black panel reads, "COLLECTORS ARE ALWAYS LOOKING FOR TWO THINGS." Killua explains, "THE OTHER IS OTHER COLLECTORS TO SHOW OF ONE'S COLLECTION TO. ONE IS RARE AND UNUSUAL ITEMS." In a large burst panel he declares, "I'LL FIND THEM AND ANNIHILATE THEM ALL." A final panel shows him clenching his fist, thinking, "THERE MUST BE A CONNECTION WITH OTHER BODY COLLECTORS... WITH MOST SICKENING DESIRES."

A hand repeatedly taps a wooden cup against the surface with sharp clac clac sounds. The bearded man with slicked-back hair turns his head in surprise at the noise. In the next panel, the group stands before a closed door as the bearded man declares that it does not open. The light-haired spiky-haired man reacts with visible shock. The bearded man leans in close and states he has one thing to tell them, then admits he forgot something. His intense close-up eyes emphasize the stakes as two large speech bubbles appear: one declaring that at least being able to get out of the mansion alive is required, and the other stating that to be strong is the minimal criteria for this job.

A massive BTAM impact erupts as the bearded man smashes through the doorway with tremendous force, debris flying outward. A person is launched upside down through the air with limbs spread wide. Below, the group scatters and reacts in shock: one figure with wild hair leaps back, a small spiky-haired boy stands near the center, and others brace against the blast. The bearded man dominates the upper right with a fierce expression as motion lines and impact shapes fill the panel.

Explosive impacts rock the area as repeated DAM sound effects tear through the air, shattering stone structures and sending debris flying in multiple directions. In the center, an elderly man with wild spiky hair, a mustache, and a forehead mark stares forward with wide eyes and an open mouth, a woman with light hair positioned close behind him, her arm resting on his shoulder. He utters a soft AH.. as the destruction continues around them. Below, Killua lunges forward in a powerful stance, his right arm extended in a swift horizontal strike that produces a bold SLAT impact effect amid radiating speed lines. A close-up panel captures a single intense eye gazing sharply to the side, emphasizing the moment of the attack.