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The first week passed rather peacefully—well, as peaceful as one could expect in a school packed with hyperactive, overpowered, and occasionally sweet children.
Surprisingly, the introduction of clubs worked wonders in keeping everyone somewhat occupied. Whether it was sparring in the training field, debating nonsense in the philosophy club (yes, they made one), or trying to climb the castle walls (which I swiftly made unclimbable after the third attempt), the students were gradually settling into their new home.
But the real unexpected miracle?
The Student Council.
Now, I wasn't the one who came up with this—no, that stroke of genius came from the students themselves. Essentially, the council functions like a full-fledged syndicate but with fewer crime rings (I think). If any student had a problem—be it roommate drama, club disputes, existential crises, or the occasional duel request—they went to the council. The council would then bring the issue to me.
And honestly? I was ecstatic.
After spending most of my life dealing with Ging Freecss, a certified man-child, it was actually refreshing to have kids who were mature enough to act like functioning adults.
The council had 10 members, each with their own unique contributions (or brand of chaos):
Mito – Surprisingly reliable, probably because she's been dealing with Ging's nonsense her whole life. Has the patience of a saint.
Sambica – Calm, level-headed, and actually capable of handling stressful situations. A natural leader, whether she realizes it or not.
Chrollo – Too competent for his age. Somehow already scheming something. He treats this council like a criminal empire in the making, and I respect the dedication.
Morena – Wild card. I have no idea what her motives are, but she's disturbingly good at getting people to listen to her. Possibly terrifying. Definitely keeping an eye on her.
Other students – Various bright and/or terrifying individuals who are shockingly competent at running a school from the shadows.
I still don't know whether to be proud or deeply concerned about how efficiently they've organized themselves.
Either way, as long as I don't have to deal with minor disputes myself, I'm calling this a win.
Examples of the Student Council in Action
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The Great Bed War
A first-year kid (who will remain nameless for their safety) decided that his bed wasn't "feng shui" enough and attempted to forcibly swap rooms with another student.
This escalated into an all-out pillow war, which turned into a full-scale dormitory battle, complete with makeshift barricades, stolen blankets, and someone (probably Chrollo?) giving actual war speeches.
Solution?
Mito and Sambica stepped in before the dorm turned into a war zone.
Chrollo somehow negotiated a territorial treaty between the dorms.
The instigator got sent to the "Serious Room" for two hours of staring at a table.
Conclusion: No actual violence occurred, and I barely had to be involved. A win in my book.
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The "Should We Be Allowed to Keep Pets?" Debate
One of the older students (who may or may not have a weird obsession with spiders) proposed allowing students to adopt pets in the school. This led to:
An official student council meetingA formal debate with arguments like:
"Pets are good for mental health."
"Some pets can double as security."
"If we have to clean up after them, then no."
"What if someone brings a Wild animal?" (I shut that down real quick.)
Solution?
Morena and Chrollo argued in favor, while Mito and Sambica were against it.
Compromise reached: Students could apply for a pet, and it would go through an approval process.
Ging's Monferno was automatically denied as a "student pet" after setting something on fire.
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The Underground Market Incident
It took exactly one week before I found out that a black market had already formed.
What was being traded?
Stolen cafeteria desserts and candy
Extra uniforms (because the self-cleaning feature made them valuable)
Illegally smuggled video games (don't ask me where they got the electronics from, I have no idea)
Solution?
Student council intervened before it spiraled out of control.
Chrollo suggested "regulating" it instead of shutting it down.
Mito and Sambica voted against "legally allowing a black market" at school.
Morena somehow made money off the entire thing and refused to explain how.
Final compromise: A controlled "trade system" was put in place so students could exchange goods legally.
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Final Thoughts
This council is too competent, and I'm honestly concerned about what they're going to do when they get older.
But hey—at least I don't have to deal with every little problem myself.
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Weekly Student Council Meeting – Headmaster's Office
The student council gathered in the headmaster's office, seated around a long wooden table. Insert sat at the head, casually leaning back in his chair with Kirlia perched beside him, sipping from a tiny teacup. Across from him, the ten council members were ready with their reports—some serious, others just along for the ride.
"Alright, kiddos, let's get this over with. Hit me with your reports," Insert said, motioning for the first speaker.
Discipline Report – Mito & Sambica
Mito adjusted her glasses and placed a neatly written report on the table. "There was another incident with students trying to climb the castle walls."
Insert groaned. "Again? I literally made them unclimbable."
Sambica took a sip of her tea, unfazed. "Yes. So instead, they tried using grappling hooks."
Insert stared at her, then looked around the room. "Who is selling grappling hooks?"
Chrollo flipped through his notes with practiced innocence. "We have no idea."
Morena smirked. "Absolutely no clue."
Insert narrowed his eyes at them. "I'll deal with you two later."
School Finances – Morena
Morena leaned back in her chair, her expression smug. "Good news. The school economy is thriving."
Insert raised an eyebrow. "We have an economy?"
"Of course," she said. "Supply, demand, barter system, occasional underground auctions—"
Mito cut in sharply. "Which are illegal."
Morena waved a hand dismissively. "Correction—were illegal. Now they're just unofficially tolerated."
Insert pinched the bridge of his nose. "I am this close to throwing you into the Serious Room."
Academic Progress – Sambica & Chrollo
Sambica glanced at her notes. "Some students are ahead of the curriculum, but others are struggling with the basics."
Chrollo tapped the table thoughtfully. "We propose an advanced study group for the gifted students while the struggling ones receive tutoring."
Insert folded his arms. "So, you're telling me you actually want to help struggling kids instead of recruiting them into some underground network?"
Chrollo gave a perfectly neutral smile. "Why, of course."
School Morale & Social Life
Mito sighed. "The clubs are doing well, but some students are dealing with homesickness."
Insert nodded. "Any suggestions?"
Morena's eyes lit up. "A battle tournament."
"No," Mito said instantly.
"A gambling tournament?"
"No!"
Chrollo leaned forward. "A psychiatric cousel?"
Insert considered it. "That actually sounds responsible."
Morena grinned. "Or… a crime-solving club where we fake crimes?"
Mito slammed a hand on the table. "Stop it!"
Miscellaneous Issues
Sambica cleared her throat. "There's also an issue with desserts going missing from the cafeteria after hours."
Insert frowned. "Who's stealing them?"
She pointed toward Ging's empty chair. "We believe it's him."
Insert sighed. "Of course it is."
Meeting Conclusion
Insert stretched and glanced at the council.
"Final decisions:
No more climbing the castle walls. I'll personally set up Nen barriers.
We'll introduce tutoring and advanced classes.
No gambling tournaments, fake crime clubs, or whatever nonsense Morena is planning.
Chrollo—just behave.
Find out how Ging is getting into the cafeteria after hours even if he's not here."
Morena raised a hand. "Can I start taxing students for using excessive school resources?"
Insert stood up. "Meeting adjourned. Everybody leave."
And so, school life continued in its usual rhythm—barely contained chaos wrapped in the illusion of structure. The students grew, adapted, and most importantly, they were happy. Well, mostly.
In my never-ending quest to make life easier (for myself), I built a power level detector, inspired by the classic Dragon Ball Z scouter. It functioned as a basic Nen strength gauge, set so that when someone could comfortably maintain their aura flow, they'd register at 50 PL—a decent baseline.
Ging, of course, had been off doing whatever ridiculous adventure he had found this time, but he eventually made his way back. The moment he set foot on the island, I practically shoved the detector into his hands.
"Here. Go test this out on some Hunters."
He examined it with an amused grin. "Why do I feel like I'm being sent on a side quest?"
"Because you are," I said, patting him on the back. "Think of it as your personal training arc. I need solid data to refine our power system, and you need to level up that weird sixth sense of yours. Win-win."
Ging laughed but didn't argue. He liked this sort of thing anyway—roaming around, gathering information, and 'accidentally' improving his own skills along the way. Give him a year or so, and he'd probably be able to sense power levels naturally without any fancy equipment.
And when that day came? I'd simply scan his refined technique with my VR setup, bypass all the effort, and enjoy the fruits of his labor.
After months accumulating some Data ,we made a study case about it:
Approximate Power Levels (PL)
(Based on the idea that maintaining aura flow comfortably = 50 PL as a baseline)
Insert → 1,500 PL(I've been training with advanced techniques, have strong Nen control, and access to unique energy-based tools like the Sun Stones. not Netero level, but far above most pro Hunters.)
Ging Freecss → 1,800 PL(A genius with insane natural talent, but he's still refining his ability to sense PL naturally.)
Biscuit Krueger → 2,200 PL(She's been training longer, has immense aura reserves, and can switch between deceptive forms. One of the strongest active Hunters.)
Isaac Netero → 7,000 PL(His PL is too absurd to measure. If we assume his prime strength, he's at 10,000+ PL. Even now, despite his age, he's at least 5,000+ PL.)
General Power Scaling:
Newly Awakened Nen Users → 50-100 PL (Most Hunters start around here and gradually improve.)
Basic Enhancer with Decent Training → 200-400 PL (People who train daily but haven't pushed Nen to its limits.)
Average Pro Hunter → 300-600 PL(Most licensed Hunters fall in this range unless they specialize in combat.)
Experienced Combat Hunter → 700-1,200 PL(Skilled fighters, often those trained in combat arts or martial disciplines.)
Elite Nen Masters (Zodiacs, Top Hunters, Phantom Troupe, etc.) → 1,500-3,000 PL(These are people who can easily destroy normal Hunters and fight in high-stakes battles.)
Nen Monsters (Netero, Meruem, Adult Gon, etc.) → 5,000+ PL(Beyond human limits. Few ever reach this level.)
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I decided that Nen training would only begin once a student reached the 50 PL threshold. Power Level (PL) was a measurement of their raw aura output, not their potential, so reaching that number meant their bodies were naturally producing and handling Nen without it tearing them apart. Unlocking their aura too early could cause problems, and I wasn't about to have kids collapsing left and right because their circuits got fried.
I went through the student body with my scanner, checking their current levels. The highest recorded so far was 38, and no, it wasn't anyone you'd recognize—it was one of those hidden talents who never got the spotlight in canon. It made me wonder just how many prodigies had gone unnoticed simply because they were never given the right environment to develop.
As for the more familiar names, Chrollo had a modest PL of 11—not exactly the overwhelming genius he would one day become, but respectable for his age. Morena and Mito were both at 6, which put them on the lower end, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Sambica, interestingly enough, stood at 14, showing a natural affinity for aura that was worth keeping an eye on.
The highest among known figures was Uvogin at 21 PL. That was already impressive, considering he hadn't even started proper training yet. With time, that number would skyrocket, but for now, it was just a useful benchmark. These numbers weren't everything—they only measured raw output, not skill or intelligence—but they gave me a good starting point for structuring future training.