[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

Make it into a toy too~ maybe it can make him happy a little bit, of course the more toys the better.

The woman seemed to know him very well, and said ridiculous things about him, wonderful hints.

...Is it a force other than thoughts?

Forget it, he doesn't care about these, as long as it's fun.

That woman seems to have suffered a lot and grown up a little bit, but it's not enough, it's still far away.Thoughts are very profound, and it is impossible to avoid growing up, and even treat him as an object of dependence!I need a lesson~

She passed, barely, she seemed to be very sure of this result, and she knew how to please him?And, only to please him?

It turned out to be the case.

It's really interesting to have a soul from another world stuffed into this body~ It's a pity that it's a boring world.

Otherwise, he would also like to take a look~ The woman seemed to see through this point, so she refused to tell Kuroro no matter what.

Poor performances, lies full of loopholes, unwilling to let go when exposed, unexpected stubbornness.If this persistence is used well, maybe it can really grow into a good delicacy?

Then, let's take care of her a bit more~ Tourist-chan~ He will feel a little pity if he dies too early.

good friend?like him? ...Hehe~ It's obviously a lie.However, as a reward, just play the game of love with her.

Her heart was in a mess because of such boring things as falsehood and truthfulness!Angry and disappointed for no reason.It's not enough, be patient, be patient... It's not time to pick, it's still far from the most delicious moment.Before that...it can't be destroyed yet.

Let's fulfill the promise we made, show your most beautiful posture, and then collapse!

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"Ugh……"

The tourist slumped in a corner and sighed 38 times in the morning.

Thinking of how she dared to talk back to Hisoka last night, and how dare she pierce his disguise and yell at him, calling him a fictional character.She wished she could go back to the past and slap herself so hard that her own mother didn't even recognize her.

The tourist sighed again, looked at the sky and blinked, trying to squeeze out a few tears, but after blinking for a long time, there was no tear.

Misfortunes never come singly, the acting skills that come as usual in the past seem to have suddenly gained integrity, and they refuse to go to work no matter what.

"It's a crime." The tourist patted his thigh resentfully, with a sad face.

To ask her to reflect on why she had a sudden convulsion last night, she could only come to the conclusion that Wang Yiyun killed people.Although those troubles and problems are real, there is no falsehood.

But she has always known herself as an outstanding young man who is cheerful, optimistic, generous and strong, good at avoiding problems and self-regulating.

If you can't solve the problem, you can be a turtle, and if you drill into the virtual world, she will be the most beautiful and happiest child.It's easy to beat and swear when you're angry, so why bother digging your own grave and touching Sisso's head?

Tourists are now full of regrets, just regrets, very regrets.She wished she could beat herself up.

"Alas..." The tourists felt unspeakable bitterness.But Hisoka didn't kill her cleanly in the end, there should be... room for saving her?Tourists can't help but think optimistically.Anyway, Hisoka is a muscle-headed fighter, as long as there is a fight, he doesn't care about anything if he feels good about it, right?

You have to know that she works so hard and never forgets to cultivate and become stronger. More than 80% of her real purpose is to win Hisoka's favor and save her dog's life from him.If this fails, she will really be a little sad.As ruthless as she is, she also has a heart.

Tourists want to confess to Hisoka.She doesn't seem to have any other choice, unless she can hide from Hisoka for a lifetime, she doesn't have that confidence, as long as she is still in this world, that guy will definitely find her if he wants to.

Tourists wander the streets aimlessly.She didn't know where to look for it, and she didn't even think about what to say when she saw it.Maybe it would be more sincere to meet him and slide directly in front of him on both knees?

The tourist can bear the pain but is reluctant to lose her dignity, or in other words, she has no such thing as dignity at all.

Boring pride is worth less than the dirt beneath her feet.As long as she needs it, she can step on it at any time.

The tourist searched for a day and found no trace of Hisoka, as if he had never been to this town, there was no trace at all.The tourist sat back to his usual position decadently, like a salted fish that has lost interest in life.

"Ugh……"

"Miss Tourist!"

A tall shadow shrouded her body, and the tourist poked the bulging face and greeted listlessly, "Hi, Uncle Yuanqi, what's the matter?"

"What uncle vitality! Enoch, my name is Enoch, I'm only 32 years old and still very young!"

"Sorry, I'm 22." The tourist made a vague sound through his nose.

Enoch clenched his older fists and encouraged him: "Miss Tourist, cheer up, what's wrong with you? I brought you good news about work! The store is about to add a resident singer, I recommend For you, I promise to take a look at the experience!"

"I'm sorry, Wo Wu is not interested." Without seeing Hisoka, she couldn't get excited about doing anything. "It's strange, Lisi, what are you doing, huh?" the tourist asked, regardless of whether he understood it or not.

Enoch tilted his head and thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "You asked me what I do for work?"

Tourist nods.

Enoch put his hands on his hips, raised his chin slightly, and said confidently: "I am an honorable male publicist, working in a custom shop!"

The tourist's eyes lit up, he put down his foot on the other leg, and changed from lying down to sitting up, "Is it the male publicist I understand?" Old man, if you want to say this, I will be very excited.

"Yeah!" Enoch nodded heavily, and said loudly, "That's the one, also known as the Cowherd!"

The tourist's eyes became brighter, he held his hand with his left hand, his face was solemn, and his eyes were hot, "From now on, you and I will be brothers of the opposite sex! Good brother, when will I go to work? What should I prepare?"

The tourists were so excited that they wanted to stand up and tear their clothes in the street.This is definitely, definitely the best thing that happened to her in the four months since she came to Hunter World!Maybe nothing better will happen in the future.

This kind of plot of the harem king is finally her turn!People should live in a shameless manner, as long as they live long enough, good things will happen to them!This truth should be etched in stone and be immortalized forever.

Among the hunters, she likes Hisoka the most, and it's hard to say that she didn't have the credit for Hisoka's good looks.

Now that her luck has changed, she can immediately play with a bunch of good-looking but safe and harmless characters.

Enoch didn't expect so many tourists, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and begged, "If you pass the interview, you can go to work tonight. If you're ready... the manager wants to sing some slightly erotic songs?"

"No problem!" The tourist agreed, "I'm very good at it."

"Ah?" Enoch was stunned for a moment, then reacted and continued: "Okay, okay. If the tourist lady doesn't mind, you can come to my house to wash it first, and change your clothes... It's best to hurt yourself... " Enoch said more and more quietly.

"No problem." The tourist still agreed very readily, and asked him, "Do you need a sexy dress?"

"Ah... ah, a little bit."

"Okay, then let's go!" The tourist excitedly grabbed his hand and walked towards the commercial street.

Here come the Chong Chinese who are full of yellow waste!

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Dazzling lights, dazzling merchandise, white dresses, flowers, tourists seem to see the world for the first time.Excitedly led Enoch into one small shop after another.Her face, scars, old and dirty dress, and bare feet are all out of place in this world.

"Miss Tourist, how about this store?" Enoch suggested.

The tourist turned his head quickly, glanced at the clothing styles in the window, and flatly refused, "No! It's too gentle."

The tourist held him tightly, striding towards another more distinctive and handsome shop.

Fortunately, they don't care about being different, and they don't care about other people's strange eyes.

The tourist ran into the store, with dark red half-face makeup exposed under the flying hair, and immediately two customers near the door clenched the clothes in their hands, evasive and straightforward, curious and disgusted, coy and artificial.

The tourist took off a black leather jacket and put it in front of him, "How about this one? It's easy to wear and easy to ride a motorcycle."

"It's so, so handsome, it should be a little softer." Enoch's thumb and index finger clamped a very narrow gap.

The tourist blinked and suddenly realized, "Is it sex? I understand." After saying that, he hurriedly got into the pile of clothes.

"Please don't say it so loudly..."

"What about this one?"

"Too much exposure! The back of the thighs and the chest are all exposed!"

"Then this one?"

"Too conservative."

"This one is almost there."

"It's so shiny! Is it made of gold and silver cloth?"

"Wow, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, it's really difficult." The tourist put his hands on his hips, as if watching a picky and tantrum child, "I don't care about your opinion. I just like it."

"Huh?!" Enoch looked in shock at the person who turned his back on his self-selection, and his heart moved: "I'll be back soon."

When Enoch came back, the tourists had already picked out their clothes, and they were leaning against the service desk to practice flipping.

"Where have you been?" The tourist turned to look at him, raising his deformed and distorted hands, "I think I need a pair of gloves, and some other accessories, do you know where there is a store that sells gothic or friend style accessories? "

"Buy something. Wait a minute, I'll ask the people in the store." Enoch was on the phone and walked out.

"What is goth punk?" Enoch asked over his shoulder.

Is the world called differently? "Only black is the main thing." The tourist said.

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