[Hunter] Small you also have ideals

"Brother, why are you here?" Qi Ya straightened his eyes, looking at his elder brother and kept asking, "Why did you attack Da Miao... Alluka, Alluka is... he is... ah!!" He suddenly frowned and closed his eyes in pain.

Yiermi stretched out his right hand towards Qiya, and with his five fingers together, the powerful thought pressure erupted messed up my hair, who was three meters away from him.

"What are you doing?" Qi Ya's distorted appearance caused me to shout out, "Are you trying to seal his memory again?"

"A Miao, stay there and don't move, it will be your turn soon." Yiermi ignored my question and said lightly.Hearing his answer, I backed away uncontrollably.

The powerful ability has brought Qi Ya to the brink of collapse.

Stop it... don't hurt Qi Ya again.You obviously love him more than I do, don't you.

I looked at Yiermi with flying black hair in front of me, and felt unspeakable bitterness in my heart.It was I who broke into this world without authorization and disrupted their original lives by relying on my identity as a time traveler.I, who can't do anything well, said I want to protect Qi Ya, but let him suffer from brainwashing that would never have happened before my eyes.

Looking at Qi Ya who fainted in pain, I bit my lip helplessly, and the sweet smell of blood immediately filled my mouth.Sorry, it's useless.

"It is indeed correct to complete the mission early and come back."

After tidying up Qiya, Ilmi walked towards me slowly, "Your secret is even more amazing than I imagined. You even know about Alluka, A Miao, I can't let you continue to live like this."

I didn't seem to hear, I looked at the clogs on my feet and said nothing.

From beginning to end, he is the only one who can hurt me.

I stared blankly at the round-headed nail set deep into the blade.In fact, it hurts every time.But even when he was nailed in the woods of his home last year, it was not as painful as this cold nail.

I used to know that there is no me in the heart of Yier fans, and being hurt by him is only sad, not heartache.But today is different.I read his notes, lay on his bed, met his mother and was recognized by his grandfather as having good qualifications.I can't believe it, but I really want to believe all this beauty... Yiermi, do you like me a little too?

Before he even had time to ask, his answer was revealed the moment the thought nail pierced his skin.

"Be obedient, stand still obediently, it won't hurt for too long." Yi Ermi's words were as cold as this cold interrogation room.He assumed the pose he had just dealt with Kira, and stretched out his right hand to me.

I let his 'qi' pass through the eyes, nostrils, and ears and enter the brain, where it ran amok.

Is Chi Ya in pain too?If he hadn't met me, he wouldn't have been so sad because of my 'betrayal' just now, and he wouldn't have suffered the heart-wrenching pain of brainwashing.But what did I do to him.Lied to him, bullied him, watched him being manipulated, and couldn't do anything to that person.

To Kiya, I'm an unqualified friend.To Il fans, I'm a crush who gets in the way of him teaching his younger brother.

Really, it's worthless.

I don't know how long it took, but the thoughts of Yi Ermi gradually disappeared from my mind.

"Hehehe..." I lost all thoughts, my back hurt so much that I laughed out loud, met his big dark eyes, and the corners of my mouth twitched with sarcasm, "Didn't you find it?"

Yi Ermi looked at me thoughtfully, but said nothing.

I put my hand into the kimono and took out the chanting nail I took out after piercing my skull in the mirror before taking a bath.

"Here, I'll return this to you." Putting this distinctive silver pilgrimage into his palm, I greedily felt the warmth of his palm.Yiermi's hands are very broad, unlike the delicate skin on his face, the joints of his fingers are covered with calluses.It was such a hand, and the nails thrown out wanted my life more than once.

"Il fans, after so long, I still don't understand what you're thinking." Looking at his delicate face, I smiled wryly and said, "If you want to kill me, why bother."

I let go of his hand, tore open the hem of the kimono, untied the bandage slowly, and took out the kitchen knife tied to my thigh.

"A Miao, do you want to fight me?" His expression remained indifferent.

I closed my eyes and shook my head, "How come, I never shot you. Not even when I was about to be killed by you last year."

I put the hilt of the knife under his chest.Yi Ermi looked at the kitchen knife on his chest, and said seriously: "If you want to avenge Qi Ya, the handle alone is not enough. Ah Miao, if you don't have the determination to kill me, you won't win."

"Puchi——" I couldn't hold back, and accidentally laughed out loud.For the first time in years, I felt so relaxed.

"What are you laughing at?" Elmi tilted her head.

"I'm laughing..."

I raised my voice, wrapped my hands around his thin waist as quickly as possible, and pressed my whole body against his chest without warning.Yi Ermi was stunned for a moment, his body stiffened for 0.01 second, and then he reached out to push me away.I gritted my teeth and tried my best not to let him succeed.

"It turns out that's what it feels like to hold someone you like." I sighed against his chest.

"A Miao." I don't know if it was an illusion, but for the first time, I heard a trace of anger in his cold voice.

Do you just hate me that much?

I gently buried my head into his chest, "Ilmi, as you wish, I will not exist in this world in the future. I will not affect Qiya to make you embarrassed. So, don't push me away. Let me It is my last wish to hold you in my arms for the last few minutes of my life."

"........."

"It's really strange. I have a lot to say, but I don't know how to say it."

I hugged Ilmi, closed my eyes and breathed quietly.In the long six years, the accumulated love and grievances that cannot even be explained by thousands of words are not worth mentioning in front of such a simple embrace.

"Does it hurt?" He said suddenly.

I lazily opened my eyes, looked at the blood-stained chest after being pierced by the kitchen knife and shook my head, "It doesn't hurt." I cried until my dry eyes looked into his bottomless black eyes, "As long as it's not I won't hurt no matter how much blood you bleed from your hands."

"........."

"It's just a pity, this is the knife I used to make the San Huan Xian Guo for you before." I said, "I peeked at your account book in your room, so you are Mr. Mirui. "

"……Um."

"Sure enough." I murmured, "It would be great if I found out sooner."

"……why?"

"Because that way I can confess to you when you were still Mirui and I was that Miao who knew nothing but cooking, stupid." I pouted.

"Oh."

"Then will you agree?" I asked seemingly casually, but I was actually more nervous than ever.

Almost without hesitation, Yier fans blurted out their refusal: "No."

"I know that's the case. Cruel-hearted big cat, can't you lie to me before I die..." I lowered my head, and after hearing the expected answer, I was finally relieved, "Now that I think about it, I used to I even used this kitchen knife to kill a little bastard. Now, dying on it is considered paying for my life, right?"

"You won't die." Yi Ermi put his hand on my head and gently stroked my hair, "Have you hugged enough? I'll take you out when I hug you enough. There's still time for treatment."

"You don't have to lie to me, I won't let go until I die." A sneer smirked at the corner of my mouth, "I have no feeling in my chest, my hands and feet are getting cold, and my vision is starting to blur. Can't you hold me for a few more minutes? , Il fan, you really hate me so much."

I thought I could get his last sympathy, but I didn’t expect that after hearing my words, Yiermi broke free immediately, and several reading nails that were different in shape from the round-headed nails were exposed between the fingers.

I stood there blankly like an abandoned child, watching him bewildered.

"Are you trying to kill me with your own hands?" My eyes darkened, "I understand, remember to move quickly."

As soon as the words fell, Yiermi immediately walked around behind me and inserted dozens of long and thin reading nails like sewing needles towards the base of my ears.Including the legs, all parts of the whole body failed to move at that moment.I fell straight down, and just before I touched the ground, Ilmi pulled me up and embraced me.

It's really a punch and a candied date.

But I am content to die in his arms.

I couldn't make a sound, my pale lips could only tremble slightly, and my eyes were struggling with the heavy sleepiness.Alas, it's pitch black and I can't see anything.I don’t know if Il fans understood what I said?

Even so, I have no regrets.

I love you.