[Naruto] When Madara’s girlfriend wears pink and becomes Madara’s mother

【4】

After arriving at Youkesin, Chrollo called everyone for a mobilization meeting.

The so-called mobilization can only be said in one sentence: "make a big fuss."

"Ow—"

Wojin, who was two meters tall and as strong as a bear, let out a cheerful cheer.

Finding trouble with the Meteor Block Chief is not as exciting as fighting with **, which is an organization that has power all over the world!

Truth sat on Chrollo's shoulder, facing the probing and flashing gazes of the masked minor, poker clown and others. His gaze passed over the blond young man who was concentrating on playing with his mobile phone and landed on the handsome young man with blond hair and black suit.

He should be the poor little Kurapika who was exterminated by Chrollo.

The blond boy leaned against the wall with his hands folded and his brows furrowed, looking so out of place.

On the other side, Pikenotan and Nobunaga smiled and touched his head, as if they were elders who were concerned about the troubled child.

Truth: Interesting.

We still know the truth about who are the people in Meteor Street.

Nowadays, such a group of lawless gangsters who ignore the rules actually mix with a good boy. The most important thing is that the two get along fairly well.

Look at Kurapika. He didn't show any impatience with the brigade members' teasing. Instead, he said something expressionlessly, which then caused everyone to laugh even louder.

Wojin clenched his fists, planning to warm up now.

Kurapika flicked the chain in his hand, and as dexterously as a golden bird, he suddenly landed on the highest point of the ruins.

The young man avoided the fight, but this made the militants even more excited. The monster screamed twice and rushed over.

Kurapika's expression looked even more toothache.

Not only that, there were also sounds of people eating melons, watching plays, and encouraging people to place bets, and it was like a sea of ​​joy.

Chrollo caught a glimpse of Truth's interested expression and asked, "Madam?"

Mari raised his chin towards Kurapika: "That kid is not from the same group as you at first glance. How did he get together?"

Chrollo: "After the Kuluta clan was exterminated, Kurapika had no relatives. He found me and I took him in. It's that simple."

Truth: "But he still left you."

Chrollo: "This is what I appreciate about Coola. Whether it's revenge or life in Meteor Street, it hasn't changed his belief in his heart. There's nothing wrong with this persistence. It's just that I think it's meaningless."

Zhi looked at the young man playing with Wo Jin, thoughtfully.

+ + + +

More than ten years ago, when Chrollo was still an obedient student, he found information about the Kuluta tribe whose eyes turned red in the ancient history library.

The flaming eye described in the information was different from the Sharingan mentioned by Mrs. Truth, but Chrollo believed that the historical records would be somewhat distorted and did not care.

Out of caution - after all, the power of truth left a deep impression on him. Chrollo found a way to master the ability of telekinesis and raised it to a certain level before setting off to search.

After searching for a long time in the dense virgin forest, he finally found this ancient and closed race.

Relying on the experience of being saved by the "Kuluta Clan", Chrollo successfully obtained a new position in the Kuluta Clan and successfully penetrated the inside.

After living with the Kuluta tribe for some time, Chrollo became disappointed.

The flaming red eyes of the Kuluta clan are not the Sharingan of Lady Truth - there is no finishing touch of black magatama in their eyes.

Since it is not what you want, giving up will only be a matter of a moment.

When he was about to leave, a small Kuluta tribesman hoped that he could stay.

That child is Kurapika, one of the few people in the Kuruta clan who wants to establish contact with the outside world.

He hopes that through Chrollo, an outsider, he can inspire his people's desire for the outside world.

"If we don't change, we will be swallowed up by the mountains and forests!" The young man was seriously worried about the ethnic group.

However, no matter how many times Kurapika and the old patriarch quarreled, the old patriarch still insisted on the principle of isolation.

It is said that it was because the clan members who died outside had exposed their flaming eyes. In order to avoid being discovered, they hid deeper and deeper in the primitive jungle.

Chrollo smiled and said nothing.

Out of touch with the times, this ancient and weak ethnic group possesses fiery red eyes known as the seven beauties.

The future of the Kuluta tribe is completely foreseeable.

The difference is that they were swallowed up by the mountains and forests within a hundred years, and then disappeared silently into the long river of history; or they fell under the butcher knife of mankind themselves and became famous all over the world as collections that show the wealth and status of mankind.

Chrollo wouldn't remind them.

He respects the choice of this ancient ethnic group, which is their freedom.

As for Kurapika, this child who likes to come to him to ask him what the outside world is like and wants to change for the tribe, Chrollo gave him a chance to change.

One day a few years later, Chrollo saw a boy looking for him in the 7th District of Meteor Street.

Kurapika's clothes were ragged, and his eyes that were gradually turning red were as fierce as a wolf, burning like flames.

"Everyone is dead. Brother Chrollo, I want revenge."

Chrollo closed the book and raised the corners of his mouth, "Okay."

Since then, Kurapika has lived in Meteor Street and gloriously became a reserve member of the Phantom Troupe.

The members of the group who received the news came to see the news and all came to see what kind of kid the group leader could recruit personally.

First impressions were terrible on both sides.

Members: How can this idiot be qualified to become a reserve member of the brigade? go to hell!

Kurapika: These people are so stupid!

But, facing a group of people with strong telekinesis abilities, Kurapika is like a rabbit running into a pack of wolves, defenseless.

The boy was bullied miserably by unscrupulous adults (named here are the ones holding cell phones, the biggest ones, and those playing with knives), and were often left in tatters.

Maggie complained as she quickly started practicing the needle with Kurapika. So much so that during that time, Kurapika became frightened when he saw the needle.

After this was known to Pikenotan, who had the ability to read minds, Kurapika once again became the object of ridicule by the brigade.

Kurapika was absolutely pissed off at these nasty bastards.

Instead of stopping him, Chrollo said, "Everyone actually likes you." This was something Kurapika couldn't understand.

Life in Meteor Street is hard, but it also allows Kurapika to grow rapidly.

Being beaten up and down every day, his thin body became visibly stronger, and he even activated his telekinesis ability during an extreme confrontation with Feitan.

Chrollo's collection of books and the treacherous and cunning environment of Meteor Street have caused Kurapika's experience points to increase rapidly and he has become more mature.jpg.

Although Meteor Street is a bit cruel as a novice village, the effect is really good.

When Kurapika used the modernized chains to create a large net and tied Wojin into rice dumplings like a spider, the heroic Wojin was the first to recognize Kurapika.

"Boy, it's not bad!"

Looking at the chain that was broken by Wojin in a blink of an eye, Kurapika pinched his eyebrows and decided to make the chain three times thicker next time.

Xiaodi, the youngest member of the group, was born with amblyopia. However, Xiaodi herself is a bit ignorant and lacks the necessary common sense. In addition, with the ability to read, her senses are sharp, which will not have much impact on her life.

Therefore, not even her guardian Franklin knew about this.

It was Kurapika who discovered the clue.

The boy rummaged through the trash for two days and made a pair of glasses for Xiaodi.

The glasses didn't look good, they were thick and bulky, and they completely obscured Xiaodi's pretty face.

However, Xiaodi liked it very much, and even after leaving Meteor Street with the brigade, she did not change it to a better-looking one.

Franklin said nothing, just touched Kurapika's head.

Kurapika didn't know it, but he had unintentionally captured two more members.

In this way, using tenacity, brains, casual care, inspired moves, mediocre game passing skills, etc., Kurapika successively attacked other members of the Phantom Troupe.

Everyone openly and secretly accepted Kurapika, who was still pitifully weak in their opinion.

It doesn't matter if you are weak, we will make you stronger. If you can't meet our requirements, then go die.

Kurapika's first reaction after learning about it: Everyone cares about him, touching.jpg.

Second reaction: I finally have a problem with my brain? ! No.jpg.

Members: It feels like Meteor Street, let’s keep up the good work.

Kurapika: I can’t be led astray by everyone!

Chrollo: Everyone gets along well.

However, as the truth says, Kurapika and the brigade are not the same kind of people after all.

During a collective operation to explore ancient ruins, the brigade encountered another wave of well-equipped professional cultural relic smugglers (or tomb robbers.)

If the other party walks away quietly, the brigade will not do anything to them - killing is a method, and the brigade will never use it stingily, but it will not use it anytime and anywhere.

However, the cultural relic smugglers are blind. They rely on their hot weapons and arrogantly tell the brigade to leave quickly and not to hinder them from making a fortune, otherwise they will look good to the brigade.

Then there is no more. These people became part of the ruins.

Kurapika felt it was inappropriate. Although these people were hateful, they didn't seem to be guilty enough to die?

After the first disagreement, there will be a second and third time. The ideological differences between Kurapika and the brigade are getting bigger and bigger. Until one day, Kurapika left without saying goodbye.

The group members didn't think anything was wrong. The children are growing up and are rebellious, so they can go out if they want.

Sooner or later he will come back.

+ + +

After that, Kurapika obtained a hunter's license and met a group of friends with normal common sense, including Gon from Whale Island, Killua from the killer family, and the somewhat anxious-looking uncle Leorio.

The happy time is always short-lived. Using the special permissions of the hunter's license, Kurapika finally learned the truth about the genocide.

A group of human body collectors, driven by alcohol and vanity, offered a sky-high reward for the red eye.

Money moves people's hearts. Under the temptation of money, some people provide information about the Kuluta clan, some provide clues about the Kuluta clan's whereabouts, and some people take action directly.

At this time, there is no difference between the Kuluta tribe and those rare birds and animals locked in cages.

In the original work, Kurapika also has a clear target for revenge, but here, Kurapika doesn't even know who to look for.

Because there are too many participants.

The destruction of the Kuluta tribe was a carnival of human desires.

After suffering in pain, Kurapika decided to find out the mastermind and those who directly did it first, regardless of anything else.

The final result pointed to several families under the command of the ten old men who started out as smugglers.

They incite public opinion and guide it secretly. Then he recruited troops and slaughtered the Kuluta tribe. Finally, he contacted the seller and made a huge fortune equivalent to the fiscal revenue of a small country in several years.

With the masterminds of several families and the mercenaries and hunters they recruited, the scope narrowed and narrowed again, but the number of enemies was still terrifying.

Just when Kurapika was so confused that he didn't know what to do, he received a message from the knight,

"In a few days, we are going to visit You Kexin, Xiaoku, do you want to come over and play together?"

Based on Kurapika's understanding of the brigade, this "play" is not a good thing.

Suddenly, Kurapika remembered that Chrollo once said, "Meteor Street should belong to the people of Meteor Street, not anyone else."

Chrollo has always done this.

Destroy □□'s control over Meteor Street and destroy the cooperation between □□ and Meteor Street.

On the surface, Chrollo seemed to be looking for the welfare of the people in Meteor Street, but Kurapika felt that he was not so kind.

Kurapika didn't want to think about the deeper reasons.

His instinct told him that that was not the answer he wanted to know.

Putting aside the complicated thoughts, Kurapika continued to focus his gaze in front of him.

According to Chrollo's motives, this time it must be his action against others.

In this case, is it possible to cooperate if the enemies are the same?

With this idea in mind, Kurapika contacted Chrollo.

The boy was actually a little uneasy.

He doesn't agree with the brigade, but now he wants to use the power of the brigade.

This behavior is truly despicable.

After a long and tense wait, Kurapika finally got an answer that made him feel relieved.

"Okay."

+ + + +

A noisy market.

Chrollo poked the motionless doll helplessly, "Madam, if my words bore you, I'm sorry, but you being distracted in front of me also hurt me a lot."

Truth: "Is that so? I thought Chrollo liked silence."

"But I would rather hear the story of the betrayer, Madam. For example, what about Uchiha Itachi who killed the entire clan?"

Truth: "When you die, leave your power to your only brother, and die simply."

Chrollo: "I guess his brother was finally forced to accept his brother's will, right?"

Truth: "Absolutely."

Chrollo gave a very high evaluation: "This move is really good to use retreat to advance. Treating yourself as a bargaining chip is an even better move. I think he must be an operating system."

Truth is curious: "Why?"

Chrollo said eloquently: "Under the banner of love, he cannot hide his behavior of controlling his brother's life. This is a typical operating system characteristic, control."

Truth: "Maybe, after all, in the elder brother's mind, it is best for the younger brother to obey his arrangements. But what the younger brother really wants is not important."

"Killua, that puppet seemed to be talking just now."

"It's not like she's just talking."

"It's so strange. Is there some mechanism?"

"...It doesn't look like it. Hey, Xiaojie, don't look over there and leave quickly!"

"Eh? What's wrong?"

"Stop talking, idiot, that person is not easy to mess with."

Watching the two children run away quickly, Zhi pulled Chrollo's hair: "You scared them."

Chrollo sighed: "Madam still likes children so much."

Truth: "Of course, children are all angels. When they grow up, all of them will be either too strong or too thin-skinned. It's not fun at all!"

Chrollo thought for a moment, then smacked his palms: "How about this."

Truth: "Huh?"

Watching the young man take him to a hiding place, a book appeared in his hand, and then he quickly turned to one of the pages,

"I really didn't expect that this skill would actually come in handy."

A strange energy emerged from the book and enveloped Chrollo. In just a blink of an eye, the young man and his clothes all shrank.

Truth looked at it and realized that it was ten years old and no more.

"This state can last for a day, how about it? Madam, are you satisfied with what you see?"

"...Chrollo, you really work hard."

The handsome black-haired boy laughed and said, "As long as Madam likes it."

truth:"…………"

Logically speaking, since this is the body of a doll, the truth cannot feel anything, but waves of chest tightness hit at this moment.

This brat Chrollo has clearly conquered her!

She couldn't just ignore it!