I am Chrollo

When Kuroro was found, there were not many people on the street. It was noon, and he walked out of the hotel wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and black skinny trousers.The street was only five meters wide, and I was standing directly opposite the door, and he looked straight at me, probably feeling my gaze before he even walked out the door.

The town is close to the sea, and the humid sea breeze is slightly cool, which makes people feel refreshed in summer.

I've thought about the scenario of meeting again many times, but it's never that simple.Especially the last time we met, I fell into his trap because I rescued Milu, until the last two were covered in blood, it was really a rare and fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, he has been living well without the ability to read, and not so many people have news about the Phantom Troupe, and know about his loss of thoughts.

His eyes were calm and there was no trace of surprise on his face. He was holding the mobile phone in his hand. Because of his clean clothes, he looked like a college student, but the bandage on his head was a bit nondescript.

He tilted his head slightly, and opened his thin lips that had been tightly pressed: "Come in and have a seat?"

The first time I saw my face, I was so sure.There is probably that kind of telepathy between the twins. Of course, if I say this, the other party may not appreciate it, and then mockingly say "you can't feel it when I'm hurt" or something like that.

In the old room on the corner of the second floor, I sat on the sofa and watched him pour water for me. The teacup was not clean, and there was only one clean and shiny cup in the saucer. It was probably used by him, and he used that cup to hold water. Push it in front of my eyes and sit down on the sofa opposite me.The room is filled with a damp and decaying smell, with a string of wind chimes hanging on the window sill, making a crisp impact sound with the sea breeze blowing, this kind of white noise calms the mind.

In front of me was the leader of the Phantom Brigade. I looked at his outline, and there was no overlap with the person in my impression, only his demeanor was completely different.The young man on the opposite side leaned forward with long legs relaxedly, his upper body casually leaned on the back of the sofa, and his fingers with well-defined bony joints were crossed at the heels of his legs. He obviously moved leisurely, but the looming sharpness of the whole person made it hard to understand. ignore.

Was it me too?I looked at the ups and downs of the tea leaves, and slowly blew on the dust.A strange calm pervades, like the smoke has never been before.

"Wojin and Pike are not life-threatening." I broke the calm and spoke first.

"Really." He moved his eyes to the wind chime by the window.

I stared into his eyes, and my tone became cold: "You don't care."

He turned his head and looked at me, as calm as someone who had nothing to do with him, and suddenly he hooked the corners of his mouth: "I've been discovered, I really don't care."

"Now it's yours." My tone was slightly bitter.Since you don't like it, then...why did you take it away?

"I'll give it back to you." Kuroro's eyes widened slightly, full of interest. He seemed to be aware of the pain in my heart, and repeated the words to me word by word. Tuan, I'm a little tired."

I felt a pain in my heart.

They are still looking for you, and even teamed up with Hisoka to find the Exorcist. Everyone in the brigade has their own pride, but now they are ignored by others and trampled under their feet.Everyone in the brigade flashed in front of my eyes one by one. Those faces were either familiar or a little indifferent, but the outline of the twelve-legged spider was engraved in my mind, and I would never forget it in my bones and soul.

I got up and clutched the collar of Kuroro's T-shirt across the coffee table.

"Do you still hate me now?" Hate me, come to me, this way of passing on the pain will make me feel sad for my companions.

"Remember this kind of thing, you can have it once in a while, if you have too much, you will be taken to the grave one day suddenly, that's what you told me." There was a smile in his eyes, "I thought I should ask you this question."

"Do you hate me?" The young man's low moan was like the gentle sigh of the sea waves when the tide returned.

should i hate youYou are doing the right thing. Revenge is human nature. Most people in the world are mortals. Who can bear all hatred and accept all pain peacefully?

"I don't hate you, I just hope you don't pass on the hatred." Like hurting the people around me, my lover, "Do you understand?" I let go of my hands and sat back down.

There was a smile in Kuroro's soul-stirring deep eyes, and his tone was soft and cautious: "I don't hate you either, brother."

The final letter is slightly inaudible.

I heard people running on the beach in the distance, children raised the sand and laughed, I also heard the sound of waves caressing the gravel and the whistle of fishing boats in the distant sea.The sunshine sowed pieces of light and melted the old ice in the atrium.

I have made many assumptions, what would happen if we went to Meteor Street together, what would happen if I was the one who was taken away to make amends... But different endings cannot be obtained by imagining.

As of today, everything is in the past.

It's been so long that I forgot how I really laughed, but it's okay, it's not too late.I bared my teeth at him.

"Let's start over."

I heard him say.