[Hunter Doujin] Exist

Some things are really hard to explain clearly. Xiaojie, Qiya, and Leori listened to Kurapika tell them inexplicably, now Xiaojie and Qiya should be fighting the queen, and Leori may be reading if he is missing. He himself remains Nyon's bodyguard.

"As for the city of memory, it doesn't exist at all."

Finally, he sums it up like this.

"No, Kurapika's memory has gone wrong." Qi Ya sneered, not without complacency, "Look, the plot has been triggered."

"That's right! Because of the 'cute MM' I discovered, the plot took a turn for the worse. It really is the credit of 'Aimei'!"

"Although the uncle's words are a bit harsh, this is indeed the plot of the game, Kurapika, don't be fooled."

Chiya looked at Kurapika, the sunlight had disappeared from his face, the excitement when he first entered the city had been replaced by gloom and loneliness.The latter was noncommittal to Qi Ya's words.

Silence for a while.

Xiaojie smiled—maybe his ability is to laugh when he shouldn't, and he was very bright, absolutely bright, he smiled and said to Kurapika, "We thought it was a game setting, Kurapika thought it was a game It doesn’t exist at all. It all sounds reasonable, and it’s too early to say who’s right and who’s wrong.”

Qi Ya almost fainted, and roared, "I thought you could laugh on this occasion, what's the point? It turns out that both sides are talking good things." He added, "The contradictions in this world come from everyone's mutual understanding." Think you're right."

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Kurapika pushed open the door and saw Nyon sitting in a pile of new clothes and dolls, her expression was still so playful and innocent, she was so innocent, completely living in her own world.

Wright Nosra, the lady's father and Kurapika's boss, was sitting on the ground with a stiff expression.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Nosra raised her head, her eyes were filled with fear and despair, "I...did something wrong... Nion..."

It was very difficult, as if it was a voice from hell——

"Nion, divination is no longer possible."

For him, it was hell.Kurapika looked at the weak man in front of him, knowing that words of comfort were unnecessary.He looked back at Nion again, a girl like a doll, she didn't know that her happy paradise had disappeared along with her divination.

Even the setting sun faded, and night engulfed the sky.

Kurapika was still lamenting the fate of the father and daughter to the dusk outside the window, when Nion's sweet voice, like candy, came from behind.

"Hey, let me say... do you know Meteor Street?"

"Meteor Street?" Kurapika repeated instinctively, turning around in surprise, still unable to understand the meaning of these three words in the conversation at the moment.

"Do you know where that is?" Nion opened her eyes with a pure and innocent look.

"I don't know much about it." Seeking truth from facts is the best answer.He really didn't know much about Meteor Street, he only knew that it was a ruin like a garbage dump.

If the eldest lady is disappointed with this answer, he can only say sorry.

Nyon did not show the slightest disappointment, and even his tone was so bright, "Take me to Meteor Street, Dad, do you have any objections?"

Surprised by Kurapika, Nosra just waved his hand, nothing mattered to him anymore.

Before there was no new mission, Kurapika had no choice but to accompany the eldest lady to Meteor Street to satisfy her leisurely mood.

Maybe, though, it won't be long before he changes jobs.Seeing Nion, who was smiling and busy changing clothes, Kurapika sighed deeply in his heart, after all, she lost her divination ability.

Meteor Street.

If an ordinary person were to find Meteor Street, it would be as difficult as finding Meteor, Kurapika is no ordinary person.

It should be said that Niwon is not an ordinary person. She has already found out the exact location of Meteor Street through various channels, and she also asked clearly which flying ship to take and when to change planes.

Seeing her pull out the densely written itinerary map from the bottom of the drawer, Kurapika sincerely admired the high spirits of the young lady, and Nyon did not forget to complain, "Those old gangsters are not cheerful at all, and they hesitate to talk about a route." .”

Kurapika smiled, because you don't know what Meteor Street is yet.Of course, he didn't say that.

"Oh, this is Meteor Street."

When Nyon saw Meteor Street's first words, she was filled with the feeling of her long-awaited wish being fulfilled.

Before his eyes were dirty streets, flying smoke, animal remains, ghostly figures, and the smell of corruption that filled the entire city.

Really...a junkyard-like ruin.

Both people and things present the most unbearable side here, incomplete, corrupt, and dead. It seems that all derogatory terms have been perfectly interpreted here.

This is Meteor Street.

Kurapika tried his best to keep calm, his eyes began to flush slightly, and an unstoppable voice echoed in his mind—this is Meteor Street, is this the place where the notorious evil brigade was born?

"Hey, Captain—" Nion said a sweet name in her sweet voice.