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After exiting the bathroom, Qingliu was still a little confused.

She rubbed her forehead that was aching for some unknown reason, and waved her wand casually, turning the simple wooden chair on the ground into a soft lazy sofa, and she sank comfortably into it.

From opening my eyes, to finding the boy lying on the ground, then shooting those pursuers, and then looking for a house... As for why I took the boy away at that time, I can't remember what I thought in my heart .

However, sometimes it is normal to not remember what you were thinking at the time afterwards.Qingliu didn't bother with this anymore.

As for the heart-breaking or something... just treat it as a bad mood.As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that I had traveled through something.And this time it is very possible that it is not traveling through time but traveling through space.

Rubbing his chest depressedly, Qingliu frowned slightly, wondering if the injury could be automatically repaired when traveling through time and space... However, there was no injury on the body during the previous two time travels, so it can only be treated as an example.It cannot be taken for granted for the time being.

Then... Akashi-kun should be terrified, right?

Turning the wand in his hand once and for all, Qingliu raised his head and stared at the dilapidated ceiling, feeling a little hopeless.

She couldn't even imagine what kind of mentality Akashi would have to inform Asahina and the others.We went home together, but when we were waiting for the bus to buy a hot drink, we were suddenly shot or something by a stranger who ran out of a side alley.

When the pain was so painful that he was about to pass out, Qingliu vaguely saw Akashi Seijuro's expression, which can no longer be described as ugly.After all, no matter how mature he is on the surface, he is still a child, and he cannot accept that it is normal for someone he knows to die in front of him.

"Ugh……"

Qingliu couldn't help but sighed.

There was a slight movement from the side.The boy came out from inside, his black hair wetly stuck to his washed cheeks, his old clothes had a few big holes torn, and they were also wet, it seemed that he washed his clothes after taking a shower put it on.

I'm getting thinner.

This was Qingliu's first reaction.However, she could also tell that the child's eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful, and with a little flesh, he should be a standard beauty embryo (it seems a bit weird to describe a boy like this).

After waving the magic wand to dry the boy's clothes, Qingliu lay on the sofa and stared at him for a while: "What's your name?"

I don't know what came to mind, the boy paused, first he took a quick look at Qingliu, and then hesitated to speak.

"Krollo."

The voice is low.

Qingliu blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at the sky for a while, then turned to stare at the boy for a while.

"What is this place?" she asked.

"Meteor Street."

A trace of doubt flashed quickly in the black eyes, Kuroro answered honestly, and added: "District [-]."

"Even if you say so, I will..."

Qingliu scratched her head, turned over in a tangled state, turned over again, and finally just shrank into the sofa, holding her knees and quietly looking at Kuroro standing in front of her.

"How old are you?"

"...I don't know." Probably because he was afraid that Qingliu would be dissatisfied with this answer, Kuroro added, "Maybe six or seven years old."

Qingliu's expression twisted for a moment.

"Let me tell you, are all the children here like you?"

"What?" Kuroro asked.

"never mind."

Qingliu let out a breath, got out of the sofa, and stood on the ground.She glanced at Kuroro, but still denied the idea of ​​holding each other's hand and walking together, and then turned around the room on her own.

It's a very, very, very small house.

There is only one floor, and there are two rooms besides the hall as soon as you enter the door and the empty room where Kuroro was bathed just now.

There is water, but it may not be able to fill half an ordinary-sized mug in ten minutes, and it is also full of rust and unknown odors.

dying.

This was the only thought in Qingliu's mind. She threw herself into the lazy sofa, recalling the scene she saw outside just now in her mind, and it was easy to infer that the environment in the whole area was probably not much better.

Her whole body suddenly exuded a strong aura of lovelessness.

Meteor Street.

Kuroro was still looking at her, with a slight scrutiny in his eyes.

His body was tense, and he didn't feel relaxed at all. Even though the girl looked kind and calm now, the indifference and indifference shown by the other party outside before had been deeply imprinted in Kuroro's heart.

If you resist, you will die.

This is exactly what was revealed in the girl's every move before.

But now, the girl was still murmuring, complaining about things that Kuroro couldn't understand at all, and then she turned over and over on the sofa with her head in her arms, exuding a strong sense of boredom.

Kurolo: ...

Almost half an hour later, it seemed that she finally realized that there was someone beside her, so Qing Liu wiped her face and sat up.

"Crollo, huh?"

Qingliu sighed deeply, and pointed outside.

"This place... no matter where it is, is it like this?"

"No, it will be better if you go further forward." Kuroro stared at Qingliu and said slowly, "There are tidy houses, clean water and food."

And the stronger and more vicious Meteor Street people.

Qingliu fell back on the sofa, then got up again, stared at Kuroro cross-legged for a while, and asked depressedly: "The few people who chased and killed you before, what is their status here? Are they strong?"

"do not know."

Kuroro answered very simply. He spent all his previous days studying how to survive, so he didn't have time to care about these.

Anyway, he can't beat all these people.

Faced with Kuroro's answer, Qingliu was a little bit crazy, but he didn't feel anything.After all, she was just asking casually, and she didn't think such a small child would know this at all.

——So you still have to go out and figure it out yourself.

Just like that, even if there are ten clear streams, you are not afraid, you can easily win.But she has to figure out what kind of class the other party is in this place, so as to judge whether she can walk sideways here, or needs to survive carefully until she returns to her own world.

Speaking of going back...

Subconsciously covering his chest that still seemed to be in pain, Qingliu glanced at Kuroro as if facing a formidable enemy, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"The behavior of the white-eyed wolf will be beaten to death."

She stared at Kuroro, very serious and serious, and said word by word.

Chrollo was taken aback.

"What?" He asked with a blank look in his eyes.

"To put it simply." Qing showed a ferocious smile, "Anyone who betrays me will be beaten to death."

After the previous two lessons, she felt that she probably needed a little experience in sex.But since I picked up the one in front of me with a flick of my head, I can't say throw it out and throw it out.It is better for children to be brainwashed from an early age. Behavior such as white-eyed wolf is not advisable, and those who make mistakes will be killed.

Qingliu originally thought that Kuroro would show a little fear, otherwise the child would be dissatisfied and resist.

But after the child heard her words, he just looked at her with a pair of dark eyes, looking thoughtful, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Instead, she felt inexplicably lacking in confidence.

"You want to raise me?" After a moment of silence, Kuroro asked quietly.

--if not?

Blinking her eyes, Qingliu recalled what she said before, pondered for a while, and thought that there was nothing wrong with her, so she nodded indifferently.

"Yes."

She retreated into the sofa, "You don't want to?"

"No." Kuroro smiled and said softly, "I'm very happy."

Qingliu: ...

——No, don't do that.

——All perverts in anime are like this.

After a moment of silence, Qingliu silently shrunk back and forth into the sofa, and then took out a small blanket to wrap herself tightly.

Kuroro looked at her innocently.

"All right."

She said dryly, "Choose a room, and then do whatever you usually do at this time, and let me calm down alone.

"I see."

Kuroro nodded slightly, nodded to the room where he took a bath just now, and left the house.

The smelly wind blew in from the outside, brushing up her hair, Qingliu quietly wrapped in a small blanket and nestled on the sofa, emptying her mind and letting herself not think too much.

——It can't be so unlucky.

She comforted herself silently in her heart.

Besides, animation is animation, reality is reality, how can it be considered real.

……I guess so.

In this cold and heartless world, only the blanket on my body is still a little warm.

The author has something to say: Qingliu: I don't believe it's that bad luck!

Chrollo: Oh :)