I'm breaking up with Gin

Like picking up a stray cat.

He turned his head and disappeared without a sound.

The young man who hurried home from school looked at the room which looked extraordinarily empty compared to usual, his delicate brows were knit into knots.

Humans live in groups. Although living alone can sometimes make you feel lonely, this has nothing to do with his feeling that his room is empty, but literally "empty", which is specifically reflected in the absence of many furniture including bedding. trace.

Unbelievably, the young man flipped through the rental house that he seemed to have been robbed, and froze in place in a daze.

He didn't even let go of the laundry detergent he bought yesterday!

Drop drop drop.

The pointer passes through the number five, and the set alarm clock rings to remind the owner that it is time to work.

The boy with a head full of question marks took several deep breaths before he calmed down. A Gatling appeared in his hand out of thin air, and his figure disappeared in an instant like a dislocation in space.

...

I originally thought that the strange man who was rescued on a whim was just a small episode that happened to pass by in your life and stopped to respond to you.

But at the end of the second night, he came out of the blind space, and the boy opened the door with the dinner he bought from a convenience store on the way home, and saw the silver-haired man who had broken into someone’s house sitting on the only wooden chair. Fake sleep with folded arms.

The student chair that matched the desk was extremely inappropriate, and it seemed that a new wound had been added to the other party's body.

There were no lights in the house, and the windows were wide open.

The night wind blows the curtains, curling them up neatly and beautifully.

The moonlight shone on the long, clear silver hair, like its own brilliance - the young man discovered early on that this person's silver hair was eye-catching, and that's why he noticed the figure on the ground that night.

The thin and fragile hazy beauty under the moon was completely shattered when the other party was keenly aware of his eyes raising his eyelids.

The extremely dangerous green eyes are reminiscent of some kind of nocturnal animals in the forest.

The boy was stunned for a moment because of his eyes that seemed to be eating people.

But he was just stunned for a moment, and then he entered the house naturally as usual, closed the door, changed his shoes, took off his coat and put his things away, without paying attention to people.

The safe house set up before was destroyed, and the multi-party hunt was unable to leave Yokohama. In the end, Kurosawa chose to take shelter in this very satisfactory place.

Whether he ran away or changed the subject to call the police, in Kurosawa Jin's vision, this kid who is still in high school should never be so calm as if he does not exist and has nothing to fear.

The white of the eyes under the long and narrow eyelashes has a large proportion, and the eyeballs that are born to reveal malevolence move with the opponent's movements, and the scrutiny is meaningful.

Snapped.

The boy turned on the light.

The light illuminated the room clearly, and the moonlight and darkness helped him hide a body of fresh blood, most of which belonged to the enemy, and part of it came from himself.

Kurosawa saw that the young man's expression instantly wrinkled after seeing the dark red traces clearly, he glanced helplessly and quickly moved away.

Then he opened the closet door, pulled out a blanket and threw it over, and murmured disgustedly: "You are so miserable and you are asked to compensate for the losses you caused before, it seems that I am not humane." Then he raised a finger, The black eyes slammed directly towards him without any doubt.

"Listen, you're only allowed to stay one night, and leave early tomorrow morning."

If you stay with the other party for a second longer, you will be afraid that you will not be able to control your emotions. The boy took a change of clothes and went to a nearby public bath to take a bath. What furniture is missing here, I will never let you go!"

Seeing him narrowing his eyes slightly, he suddenly softened his tone again.

"If you're hungry, eat what's on the table."

boom.

Afraid of disturbing the neighbors, the door was closed gently.

The room returned to the quietness of a few minutes ago, but the bright lights and the faint oden aroma in the air clearly told Kurosawa Jin that something was different.

Looking at the thin blanket in his hand, the silver-haired man was puzzled.

Suddenly, he smelled a scent of milk at the tip of his nose, the source was the brown blanket in his hand, Kurosawa pulled his thin lips together, and let out a chuckle.

"Oh, brat."

leave early tomorrow morning.

The young man gave orders like this, but the subject had no intention of agreeing at all, and even refused, without the slightest self-seriousness of relying on others, ordering him to do things like an uncle.

If this man hadn't paid the rent, he would have given a lot of money...

Although his uncle has always sent money to support him, the young man still has a little guilt for occupying the body of the other relative, and cannot let go of accepting this family affection.

Hearing that Kurosawa Jin asked him to change the childish-smelling laundry detergent, the teenager couldn't help but bulge his molars after grinding, and threw the bread the man asked him to buy towards his face.

"Whose fault do you think? Now I only have the laundry detergent that comes with buying a new quilt, whether you like it or not!"

Seeing that the other party caught it easily, he tore open the packaging bag and started eating. After venting his temper, the teenager touched his empty stomach, plugged in the induction cooker and started cooking noodles. The sound of vegetables being cut on the chopping board was crisp and regular. They don't bother each other, and they get along unexpectedly harmoniously.

It has been a week since I met this man, and the teenager has roughly understood some of the other's life rules.

For example, it seems that I don’t need to sleep at night, but I just sit on a chair all night, and when I open my eyes in the morning and see the silver hair, it will make people wake up. It’s also like that things only eat packaged and canned food.

The boy added salt to the pot for seasoning, looked at Kurosawa through the hazy water mist, and unexpectedly found that the other party was looking at him.

There was light in his eyes, and he was eager to try again and invited again: "Would you like to try my craft?"

He never asks too much, doesn't make contact deliberately, and the minimalist communication can handle everything well. During this time, Kurosawa Jin is quite satisfied with this kid who is not afraid of himself. Green meat dish in a pot.

It is probably the taste that ordinary people like. Kurosawa Jin, who has lived in the gunpowder/smoke of the training base since childhood, has no interest and looks away again.

Hearing something suddenly, his eyes pierced sharply towards the window, ready to draw his gun and shoot at any time.

Round vertical pupils, orange, brown-black, and white fur.

It is a three-coloured cat.

"You're here."

The teenager also found the cat, and was not surprised. He put down the spoon in his hand and went forward to open the window for it, gently holding the cat's two front paws and hugging it in.

Seeing that Kurosawa was staring at the cat in his arms, the boy smiled and introduced: "I don't know what it's called, but it should have an owner, and I come here to play occasionally. It's not too afraid of growing fur, and it's delicate and soft. Do you want to pet it? "

Kurosawa looked at the three-flowered cat that was handed to him. Those transparent eyes made him feel a little weird, as if he understood human nature and returned the same scrutiny while he was observing, but also seemed to be empty and nothing.

He stretched his hand towards the cat's neck to try it out, but suddenly the boy hugged the cat and turned sideways to prevent him from touching it.

The hand fell on his arm because of the boy's sudden movement. The weather was not yet clear in autumn, and the skin exposed in the loose short sleeves was warm, as if he could feel the blood circulation in it.

His eyes flickered imperceptibly, and this touch made Kurosawa Jin not let go of his hand for a while.

Warm, not hot or cold that has been numb.

Having killed too many people, he thought he would never feel the temperature of his blood again.

"Can you pet a cat?"

Sensing that Kurosawa Jin's action just now was clearly a pinch, the boy Qingyue's voice complained and corrected him with some displeasure: "You should extend your finger from below, so that it can get familiar with your smell before making any further moves..."

The explanation suddenly stopped, and the young man felt a strange touch on his arm, and looked down in disbelief.

What happened to this man all of a sudden, didn't he stare viciously even within three meters?

The two kept this action in a stalemate for 3 minutes.

The young man finally tasted something wrong, took two steps back and opened the distance, his gaze towards Kurosawa was tinged with indescribable strangeness, and he looked him up and down again, as if he had a new understanding of it.

"I'm still underage."

Not sure if he misunderstood something, the boy holding the cat mentioned it so implicitly.

Looking at the palm with the boy's body temperature, Kurosawa, who understood the deep meaning of his words, looked over in surprise, glanced at the other's thin body as if evaluating the price of meat, and sneered.

"I'm not hungry enough to be interested in a washboard."

The teenager gritted his teeth.

That night, he spent a huge sum of money to cook a hot pot meal.

When Kurosawa entered the room, he ignored him and began to fiddle with the kitchen utensils. His cheeks were naturally flushed by the heat, and his height advantage completely enveloped the boy whose body hadn't grown.

"What about mine?"

There was no such sense of oppression at all, and the young man raised his face, and his black eyes, which were getting darker in the shadows, were full of smiles. There seemed to be a light source in them, not the overheated sunlight that he rejected. , but another kind of lightness, which he has never understood and which can accommodate darkness.

The young man pointed to the pot in front of him, and the corner of his mouth was raised provocatively: "The weekly food expenses are limited, and I will use the money for the next two days to buy beef!"

He was waiting for the other party's reaction, maybe it was time-consuming in addition to studying and working every day, the spiritual entertainment was too poor, and he even slightly expected the other party to be violent.

However, to his surprise, Kurosawa actually sat down.

Opposite the low table, separated by smoke and fire.

The young man blinked in surprise, and noticed that the other party chose to sit cross-legged because he was not used to kneeling, and his long hands and legs could easily reach the corner of the table with his knees, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Before the air pressure of the other party is lower, put the bowls and chopsticks that have been prepared in front of him.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth that he didn't notice, the boy closed his eyes and folded his hands together in a good mood.

"I'm gonna start now."

……

It seems that the young man really misunderstood. Although he spent more time eating together, Kurosawa Jin did not show interest in him. The touch that day seemed to be just an accident. At least the two of them did not have any physical contact after that.

wrong.

Why does he care so much about this squatting at home who refuses to go out and asks him to take care of him?

The boy bit off the snow-white rice cake in his mouth, and the three-flowered cat beside him meowed. He tacitly picked up the meat slices that were just cooked with his chopsticks, let it cool down a little, put them in the cat's small bowl, and rubbed them.

When I came to have a meal the next day, the collar on the Sanhua cat's neck representing its owner had disappeared, and it had been staying here most of the time these days.

Kurosawa looked at the person and cat sitting opposite him at the same table, and suddenly his mood was extremely gloomy, as if covered in a black mist.

Did this brat also regard him as a wild cat?

作者有话要说：泪目quq发量感人感谢在2020-12-0123:48:05~2020-12-0220:09:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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