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Narrator: Chairman netero gathered the top leaders

of the hunter association, a group known as the zodiacs,

for the purpose of electing the next chairman.

The zodiacs are composed of 12 hunters

whose abilities the chairman recognized.

He trusted them to lead the association in emergencies

and expected them to spar with him in his free time.

Each member was given a code name,

and most of the zodiacs, out of loyalty to the chairman,

adopted their new name legally and officially

and altered their appearances to match the theme,

though there were exceptions.

♪

( Singing in Japanese )

♪ You can smile again

( singing in Japanese )

♪ You can fly away

( singing in Japanese )

♪ You can fly!

( Singing in Japanese )

Man: Chairman!

( Sobbing )

Mizaistom: I thought all of the zodiacs were called up,

but the rat’s missing.

Piyon: Even at a difficult time like this,

the vice-chairman is incredibly busy.

Geru: Now more than ever, really.

I’m sure he’s scrambling to secure votes.

( Ginta sobs )

Why, oh, why did you have to leave us, chairman?!

Cluck: Ginta, calm down!

Shut up! You stink!

Saiyu: Even that chronic no-show ging’s here.

I guess the rat just sucks.

Ging: "Even ging is here"?

You’re dead, monkey.

Saiyu: I’d like to see you try, dumb-ass.

Botobai: I can’t accept this.

Why didn’t the chairman call us to help?

It doesn’t make any sense!

Kanzai: We’re stronger!

Well, for all intensive purposes.

Cheadle: You mean "intents and purposes."

You wanted to hunt them yourself. That correct?

( Botobai groans )

Saccho: We’ll decide all together,

like the chairman said.

I say we wait.

Pariston: Really sorry i’m late, guys.

It won’t happen again.

Everyone is in a real frenzy over east gorteau.

Gotta admit i’m wiped out.

( Laughs )

Mizaistom: Just sit down already.

Pariston: Oh. Pardon me.

Let’s start this meeting

by discussing elections for the next chairman.

Kanzai: Wait a minute! I don’t remember

giving you permission to run the meeting!

Pariston: Is that a problem for you?

Piyon: You show up late,

and then you start bossing us around?

Cluck: Pariston, leave! You creep! So annoying!

Pariston: Yeah, I guess that was a bit forward.

You’ll have to forgive me.

But the fact remains that I am the vice chairman.

Not only do I outrank you, but i’m an excellent mediator,

and we all want to wrap this up quickly.

That’s all I was thinking.

Mister botobai is the most senior,

and miss cheadle is best at fostering progress.

Both are better suited to the task than I am.

You want to lead? We can switch.

Cheadle: I’ll refrain.

I would just get derailed.

( Pariston chuckles )

Botobai: Same here.

Saiyu: Forget it. Just start the meeting.

We can all tell that you want to, you creep.

Pariston: Well, in that case,

how many of you are opposed to me moderating this meeting?

A show of hands should suffice.

Cluck: I object! I object! I object!

Pariston: That’s four objections,

but the majority rules, so I will continue.

If you’re not satisfied with my performance,

please let me know.

I’m happy to withdraw at any time.

Now, then, I do have a proposal.

I nominate myself as chairman.

We’ll skip the election.

Ginta: Do you wanna die, brat? Well, do ya?

Pariston: Hey, calm down. You guys are scaring me.

Skipping the election would save a lot of time and money,

and we all know i’m the right choice.

Geru: Not a single one of us would ever cast a vote for you.

- Pariston: That’s 11 votes. - ( Geru groans )

Pariston: All together, you only total 11 votes.

Know how many hunters there are in the association?

The late chairman netero was far too strong.

That’s why he couldn’t relate to the weak.

The same can be said for you guys,

while I, on the other hand, can empathize.

That’s the kind of chairman i’ll be!

Piyon: Then explain why the weaker hunters

are all slaves to your temp agency.

Exactly how much money have you made off of them,

o prince of kickbacks?

Pariston: That was a big misunderstanding.

My account was used, but it was only held

as a reserve fund to back the association.

Mizaistom: Pariston, does the number 18

ring any bells for you?

In the three years since you became the vice-chairman,

that is the number of hunters who’ve gone missing.

We’re pros who risk our lives. We’re obligated to keep track

of our colleagues out in the field.

A hunter dying is one thing.

A missing hunter is something else.

Before you became vice-chairman,

the average was .6 hunters missing a year.

It’s increased tenfold.

Care to respond?

Pariston: That is unfortunate.

It breaks my heart,

but once I am chairman,

- i’m sure it’ll go down. - ( Mizaistom grunts )

- Ging: I nominate myself. - Both: Hmm?

Ging: I’ll follow the old man’s wishes.

♪

Zodiac: I don’t want to vote for either of them!

Pariston: Mister ging, isn’t your son having some trouble?

Ging: Sounds like it.

Pariston: Would you like me to pay him a visit?

Ging: Sure. I bet he’d love that.

Pariston: What? ( Laughs )

That seems unlikely.

I heard he’s still in critical condition.

I guess maybe I shouldn’t go.

He could be dead by the time I got there, right?

Ging: Nah, go.

That kid’s not gonna die.

Pariston: I’d like to say something.

I feel like we should

probably reconsider these self-nominations.

- Mizaistom: Hmm? - Kanzai: But you’re the one

who started it, dumb-ass!

What in the hell is wrong with you, huh?!

Pariston: I just offered to serve

as a way of saving valuable time and money.

Since we’re bound by procedure,

we should decide on the process first.

( Kanzai growls ) Here we go.

Mizaistom: We’ve let him run things before,

and everything always gets complicated.

Cheadle: In that case, let’s draw lots.

Saiyu: Huh? Hey, screw that!

A raffle? That’s no way to pick a leader.

You a scumbag, too?

Cheadle: We’ll each get a sheet of paper.

Saiyu: Hey, wait!

Cheadle: I want each of you to write down

what you believe is the optimal election process,

and I ask that you bear in mind

that our ultimate goal is a 95% quorum.

Then all we have to do is let a third party

pick a proposal at random.

Botobai: A third party?

Geru: Beans. Who else could she mean, right?

Cheadle: Each one has a 1-in-12 chance.

That way, there are no hard feelings.

( Kanzai groans ) I guess so.

Saccho: Yeah, good idea.

Pariston: I concur, since i’ll win anyway.

But I propose that we write down our names

so that we know whose idea is chosen.

♪

Saccho: She said the odds are 1 in 12, but that isn’t true.

If all ten of us write down something

that puts pariston and ging at a disadvantage,

if that’s even possible,

our odds will actually be five in six. Not bad.

Cheadle: If the voting is anything less than anonymous,

that will definitely favor pariston.

What if we make it anonymous

and nominate multiple candidates?

Those indebted to him

can betray him with little fear of reprisal.

Well, there you have it, Mr. Beans.

Inside of here, there are 12 folded sheets of paper.

You need only draw one.

It will determine the rules we will use for the election.

Beans: Me? You’re sure?

That’s a lot of responsibility.

All right. Here goes.

And the winner is mister ging.

♪

♪

( Saiyu scoffs )

Ging’s rules.

Mizaistom: He’s no pariston,

but he’s still trouble in a different way.

Beans: "Rule number one: All hunters

"will be both nominated and be eligible to vote.

"Rule number two: If the winner of the first vote

"fails to get a clear majority,

"there will be a revote with the top 16 nominees.

"If further revotes are deemed necessary by the same criteria,

"the pool must be culled in half before proceeding.

"Rule number three: If voter turnout is less than 95%,

"only that vote will need to be repeated.

"Rule number four:

"Votes need to be signed by the hunters casting them.

Anonymous votes don’t count."

Kanzai: What in the hell were you thinking?!

Cluck: Making people sign?!

Public votes?! Are you a complete idiot?!

Ging: You guys are the idiots.

I mean we have to know who voted for whom,

because it’s more fun that way.

Kanzai: That’s his problem.

The only thing he cares about is having fun.

Beans: "Rule number five..."

Both: How many are there?!

Beans: "Chief executive officer of the election task force

will be Mr. Ging freecss."

Mizaistom: That clever bastard.

Cheadle: I should have thought of that, but I didn’t.

Saccho: I was too focused on the actual rules.

Botobai: So that’s his true objective.

Now he can manipulate the election

all he wants without interference.

Pariston: May I say something?

This was to determine the voting process, was it not?

I love rules one through four,

but the executive should be chosen separately.

Ging: Fine. Just one through four, then.

Zodiac: You’re okay with that?

Beans: That’s a real hunter.

How frightening.

( Door opens )

Mister ging! Hello!

Ging: Hey.

Beans: What brings you here so early? Heh.

I’m a little surprised you actually came.

Ging: Oh. Yeah, I was just in the neighborhood.

Beans: That can’t be true.

Thank you very much.

Ging: I saw the old man’s video.

That pen and the notepad over there.

- Beans: Huh? - Ging: Can you leave one

by the phone in the conference room for me?

Beans: Oh. There should already be one.

Ging: All right. Never mind, then.

And the same trash can, too?

Beans: There is.

If I may, why do you ask?

Ging: So four-- hold on.

Let’s make it eight.

Beans: Huh?

Ging: Read this.

Beans: Your rules for the election.

Is that right?

Ging: Yeah.

Beans: But what is this for, then?

Ging: In a few days,

this place will host a meeting for the zodiacs.

It’ll likely end with drawing lots.

Beans: Uh, but how do you know that?

Ging: If we all try to talk it out

or decide by a simple vote, we’re not gonna get anywhere.

After all, pariston’ll be there.

As far as he’s concerned,

1-in-12 odds are perfectly acceptable.

All he cares about is having the advantage.

Either way, it’s a win for him.

Beans: Oh.

Ging: Meanwhile, everyone else will assume

that their odds are five in six, which guarantees a drawing.

Who will it be?

Cheadle’s the favorite.

Second place, saccho.

Dark horse, piyon.

Kanzai’s the long shot.

Beans: You really think they’ll ask me to draw?

- Are you sure? - Ging: Who else is there?

Everyone else in this building is in pariston’s pocket.

If these rules look acceptable to you,

fold it three times, and keep it until the meeting.

Beans: Eh?

Ging: But if they don’t ask for you

or you see that I folded my paper differently,

i’ll look down at the floor.

If you see me do that, burn it.

Beans: Mister ging, if you would be willing

to consider becoming chairman--

ging: That’s not gonna happen.

No chance. Sorry ’bout that.

I’m not doing this so I can change the result.

- Beans: Huh? - Ging: All i’m doing

is following the old man’s wishes,

and i’m definitely not looking for any trouble.

Beans: If so, then what of rule five?

- Ging: That’s just a decoy. - Beans: Uh...

Ging: If I leave number five in,

it’ll make people stop and think,

and if I agree to concede number five,

they’ll be more willing to accept the others.

This is how thugs and frauds con people,

not all that special.

I’ll step down if it passes. Deal?

Beans: Mister ging, why would you do all of this

if not to change the result?

Ging: That’s a pretty unusual question.

When I can make my quarry move how I want,

i’ve succeeded as a hunter.

- ( Beans gasps ) - Ging: I just want to have

some fun with the process. That’s all.

Narrator: All 12 zodiacs as a group

became the election task force.

One of the zodiacs, known as cluck,

sent ballots out to every hunter in the world.

♪

The 13th chairman general election.

Number of hunters, 661.

Number of nominees, the same.

Bring your ballot with you and drop it into the ballot box

while at least three election task force members are present

and your identification has been verified.

The venue...

The hunter association headquarters building.

Off-site voting is also allowed

as long as three election task force members are present.

Voting will take place between 12 A.M., August 8,

and 11:59 and 59 seconds P.M. on the same day.

Of course, strict punctuality is expected.

Off-site voting will take place simultaneously,

regardless of time zone.

Votes will be tallied the same day.

( Clock ticks )

It is now August eighth.

The time is 12 A.M.

The voting begins.

♪

( Hisoka chuckles )

May I put it in now?

Kanzai: Look who it is.

I didn’t expect a cold murderer like you

to be interested in worldly affairs.

Hisoka: 85 points.

( Chuckles ) Well, i’m not.

This is blank, you see.

( Kanzai growls )

Ginta: Then what exactly are you doing here?

Hisoka: 90 points.

What i’m doing is trying to find a man named ging.

Piyon: Well, i’m sorry, but he’s gone already.

And he said that the next time we see him here

will be at the revote,

so why don’t you, like, take your paper and leave?

Hisoka: 77 points.

Very well.

♪

Kanzai: Huh?

You’re annoying! Get out, would you?!

What’s the matter with you?! Aren’t you done here?!

Hisoka: Hmph.

( Kanzai growls )

Ginta: I bet he’s taking stock of everyone.

Hisoka: Ten points.

20 points.

45 points.

Ten points.

Two points.

50 points.

30 points.

It looks like even pro hunters

aren’t anything special.

I suppose I should go after the zodiacs next.

( Gasps )

95 points.

( Clattering )

♪

( Beans clears throat )

I have in my hands the results

for the 13th chairman’s election.

Valid votes, 580.

Invalid votes, 48.

Absentee, 33.

No candidates received a majority.

The turnout, 87.7%

so as per the rules, there must be a new vote.

Ging: Come on! Just let me take a peek!

- Beans: Sorry, no. - Ging: I’m only curious, okay?

Beans: I will not allow anyone to view the ballots,

and, as the chief executive,

i’m afraid the decision is mine and mine alone.

Ging: It’s no fun if I can’t see who voted for who!

Meanie! Baldy!

Zodiacs: Idiot.

( Wind blowing )

Illumi: Nothing else to do?

Hisoka: The same as you.

Illumi: Something tells me you don’t watch the news.

Hisoka: Hmm?

Illumi: We’re voting, because chairman netero died.

Rumor has it he died fighting a non-native species of ant

and the association was given a big backyard as a reward.

Hisoka: Ants?

Illumi: That’s what I thought.

A lot of stuff happened around the world

while you were off playing tag with chrollo.

If you’d stopped to think even for a moment,

you could have fought the chairman

or the ants, for that matter.

My time is too precious for those moments.

Perhaps I could use a manager. Are you interested?

Illumi: Gon and killua also joined in the ant hunt.

Now gon is on the verge of death,

and killua’s gone to see our father.

Hisoka: Wait. Come again?

Illumi: At this rate, they’ll both die.

Hisoka: Both, did you say?

Illumi: I cannot allow that to happen.

♪

Hisoka: Out with it. What is it you’re talking about?

( Illumi sighs )

The zoldyck family has another younger brother...

And I want to get rid of him.

♪

( Singing in Japanese )