And nobles are so indifferent. They're just considered masters because of their special rights...

Aren't you just a parasite who'd fade away without dark human emotions?

...because I'm a parasite.

I live by feeding off it!

It must be easy living like a parasite.

Since you get to leech off people.

I think likening me to a parasite is a good analogy.

There were parasites in the roots.

...are parasites!—

Like parasites, they use native lifeforms as their hosts and breed by feeding off their nerve pulses.

However, when they directly inhabit a body, they place too much strain on the nervous system, destroying it.

They can only obtain a miniscule amount of energy from the skin's nerve endings, but this way, they keep their hosts alive.

Killua's opponent turns out to be Ikalgo, a parasitic Chimera Ant, resembling an octopus, that uses human hosts.

To a large company, that's exactly like being a parasitic tick. That's all of you! Sensei. Please stop this already.

Isn't it you who's being the parasitic tick or even a germ?!

Parasite, more like.

Witchers' bestiaries say you have to spend a night in the hym's lair. With the affected individual.

It's a hym. A post-Conjunction creature, very rare and very dangerous. It latches onto men who commit vile deeds.

That's normal. The hym was a parasite. Bonds between parasites and hosts can be strong. That's why you feel empty now.

They're parasites. They're living in our city, under our protection, but what do they do for us? Nothing!