[Full-time hunter] Fall in love with you for a lifetime

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[This chapter is a side story and a memory chapter.It's about the past life and the leader of Kurapika's childhood friend.Also an explanation, a transitional chapter.A necessary chapter to follow the plot and echo the previous text.So don't get bored........ PS: The most important thing is that the development of the plot is really slow, slow, slow, and wait until the head of this drama world becomes a 24-filial good man (of course only The man who is nice to Kurapika) is such a tall order.So I just want to show you some light and delicious, chewy, sweet episodes that can last for many days at a time.This time the head of the team may make you feel a little bit broken.But in fact, Wushuang is the leader’s reaction that I have thought about very seriously (……Probably, hehe…) In short, love saints or something~ You can watch it yourself, Mr. do it~~

The head of the group with a black face:...................】

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['When I was young, I walked in a decadent world.Since I was sensible, the seniors in this world have taught me a truth - you don't have to cherish yourself too much, and fight for what you want by any means, because when you appear on Meteor Street, it shows that you have been ruled by this world. abandoned.

When I was a teenager, I had the naive hope of seeking knowledge to see the world that was not abandoned except Meteor Street.I stretched out my skinny and ugly hands, eager to embrace my own support and friends.

I lowered my head and bent down, rummaging through piles of rubbish mountains and seas of rubbish, looking for something that is still considered precious——food.

With your eyes open, share your precious food with fellow sufferers.With a natural expression - smiling, I hope to find even a little sunny space in this place called "abandoned city" by everyone.

As a teenager, I hope to maintain my own life, and face this decadent world with a burning heart.

But the friends who have been robbed of their lives, the weak who have been robbed of food, listen to the groans of the weak who are trampled on the soles of their feet by the contemptuous and indifferent eyes of the real strong.My body trembles in the shadows.His eyes widened, and his smile faded instantly. ']

Kurorolushiru, what an elegant name.An abandoned child, abandoned in the darkest place in the world.Confront the dirtiest deals and societies.There is no so-called purity, no so-called treasure.Not an iota of impersonality.Despair, loneliness, fear..... densely covered the whole world, like an endless meteor street.

A world filled with mountains and seas of garbage.I can't see the so-called love and there is still hope. The only way to leave this ghost place is to become stronger. Only by abandoning humanity with the deepest and deepest despair and becoming a real ghost on Meteor Street can you maintain your own life and trample on the lives of others. to protect their dignity.

The strong... The real strong... is the one who walks out leisurely under the nourishment of countless resentments and wronged souls.It is the people cultivated by the desperate world of Meteor Street who rob other people's treasures, trample them down, and sell them cheaply to maintain their own enjoyment of life.

Kurorolushiru, at the most desperate moment.He has almost given up all hope and is about to embark on the eternal Asura path.

A ray of golden sunshine appeared in the world of Kurorolushilu boy.Kuroro Rushiru opened her eyes and looked at the light in front of her, her heart was beating.high speed.He thought that there would be a small patch of sunshine in this dark place after all.But when Kurorolushiru approached carefully, he found that it was a beautiful child.

Kurapika......a child a few years younger than Kuroro Rushiru, with short blond hair.Beautiful clean little face.A white robe-like skirt.Looking at such a pure and beautiful person, Kurorolushilu wanted to hide him and make him his eternal sunshine.In this place, such a bright smile occasionally appeared in a dark place, only warming Kurorolushiru alone.

Thinking of this, he gradually quickened his steps towards the blond kid, and stretched out his hand to hold him with a smirk that he had already practiced.Quickly left the place where it was easy to be found.

"...My feet hurt..." Delicate and sweet childish voice. Kuroro, who had seen everything on Meteor Street early, felt his own pain for the first time. The face is a little red. A lovely girl, the best candidate for a wife that only people who live outside Meteor Street can have. Kuroro thinks so precociously. Two children who are not very old. One pure and simple, one Black-bellied nature.

"...You fell down, of course your feet will hurt...." The boy's voice revealed slightly.The naturally careful boy squatted down to take off Kurapika's shoes, his small palms were covered with calluses, and he held his white and tender feet without any scars.

Kurapika's face flushed slightly, in fact, he fell from the sky accidentally.I was too young to go out with my uncle.Kurapika, who was still a child, had an intuitive affection for this boy who suddenly appeared.It's just that as a child, he still can't tell what is true kindness and what is hypocritical gentleness.

Kuroro took out the collected ointment and applied it to his fair but swollen ankle.In this strange place, Kurapika could only follow this unknown brother like a duckling, working hard.

Kurapika, who was so young, missed his uncle's first search and rescue.He slept in a small house with Kuroro Lusilu, the smiling tiger who was already a little famous even though he was young.The extremely simplified daily utensils have been well protected since childhood. Kurapika's feet are crooked, and he follows Kuroro wherever he goes.

That boy has very smooth hair, although he is smiling, the children who have seen his cruel Meteor Street dare not trouble him easily.

Kurapika infected the boy who was almost going to hell with his innocence.

"...Mmm..." Kurapika stopped in his tracks, moaning in pain.Kuroro, who was walking in front, stopped and looked at Kurapika who was sitting beside him.

"...Can't you go?......" The boy's smooth voice asked the soft blond boy, Kurapika.

Kurapika shook his head, his eyes flushed slightly.

Kuroro looked up at the weather, and actually held the child in his arms, which were not too wide and firm.Although the physique is great, it has been honed.But to quickly leave the land of right and wrong with a child in his arms like this, it would indeed be quite difficult for the young Kuroro.

With a little impatience, smiling seems to be a natural appearance.Kurapika consciously climbed up the boy's neck without Kuroro opening his mouth.

Life on Meteor Street is extremely difficult, and no one is obliged to take care of others.

Kurapika and Kuroro are always looking for food and nutritious things in order to survive.And Kurapika, who probably couldn't find anything, could only be hugged by Kuroro when he returned to the hut, kissing his forehead and giving him food.

Kurapika didn't understand that kind of behavior similar to adults swearing possessiveness, so he always let Kuroro hug him with a simple smile.Kurapika didn't know that when he chose to follow the smiling boy, the boy had already classified him as a member of his collection.

Kurapika......Unknowingly, it became a fuse for Kuroro's childhood enlightenment.Leading to this man's crazy collection and plundering in the future.And it was also during that song that Kurapika became the only ray of sunshine in the heart of the leader of the Shura Brigade.

A factor that led to the death of the regiment leader.

There are so many things Kurapika doesn't know, and so little.Even if Kurapika had to be returned to the Kuruta clan as a last resort, Kuroro thought about a lot of things at that time.

He gave up what he wanted to keep the most, and gave the butterfly in his heart a more beautiful world.Therefore, in a completely dark world, he needs to become stronger, kill more people, and grab more treasures to fill the void in his heart.

Until one day they met when Kurapika was 15 years old.That man was so cold that he almost turned a blind eye to Kurapika and said, "...Oh... so it's my old friend who can't bear to look back on Meteor Street..."

One piece of his treasure is missing.First piece...........The earliest piece that was most wanted and taken.Kuroro thought he didn't care, but he was wrong.When he wanted to kill Kurapika for the brigade's benefit.He looked at the boy who refused to give up and followed him.Standing by the window, quietly looking at his face.Turned around and left, such a "miss" has been missed for a full 11 years.

Can't help but look at it from a distance, as if looking at the extravagant brilliance in the dark hell.The group members glared at the young man, but none of them dared to talk too much.

At that time, Kurolo thought, "I cherish my brigade, just like cherishing the hard-won life. But if life dares to touch my limit, I don't mind adding a few more strokes to my bloody history." Immersion is like The man of the beast is more like a crawling spider.Trapped in a net, the net caught the prey and also caught himself.

Kurapika's gentleness, Kurapika's smile, Kurapika's silence.Does he love this boy who loves him?Kurorolushiru didn't dare to really ask himself, because no matter what the answer was, he would hurt himself.What a smart man he is, he will not choose to fight against himself.

"...Only endless desires, no endless enemies." Kuroro was poisoned by the chain hand, how calm he was in the face of death.Going back to Kurapika's side and looking at the gentle golden color.He doesn't care about his own death, but he wants to keep him as a collection forever.Even if he dies.

A card in the game, a card that makes Kurapika completely his own.wife? ...... Such an absurd word suddenly popped up after many years.

Kuroro had a funny smile on his face.As a teenager, he yearned for an ordinary life outside Meteor Street.But that was a fantasy to him after all. ......But...even if it is a fantasy, if it can be realized after death...it seems good...

"...You are so cruel...he will die..." March said coldly.Kuroro sat on a dark high place, propping his chin with both hands.The pomade holds the hair all back.

"...lie me..." Kuroro said to Maggie after a long time.

"...he won't believe it, you might as well confess to him. Why can't you tell him you love him for so long?" March even looked at Kuroro with a cowardly expression.

......... A long silence, Kuroro did not refute.Ma Qi didn't even notice the trance in his eyes.

"...This is poison, help him die if necessary..." Kuroro threw out a card.March catches it.After all, Marge didn't see the expression of his head.What kind of helplessness and entanglement was that.

People who know each other so well.Until Kurapika died of grief.Ma Qi knew why the leader said that.

Poison, to help Kurapika end his unbearable life...... As smart as the captain, he has already guessed the ending.Instead of making Kurapika's life worse than death, let him be happy.Kuroro Lusiru...Finally admitted that he cares, a kind of treasure that can only be disguised as caring.

Madge, with her pink hair swaying in the wind, stood beside the tomb where the two were buried together.She smiled, Shura who came out of Meteor Street was already dyed black, it turned out that it is not impossible to have feelings.It’s just that the relationship is too fragile. If Maggie told Kurapika that Kuroro was poisoned and died because the chain hand mentioned Kurapika a few times, maybe Kurapika would feel better.

When Maqi turned around, he looked at the sky of this world... There is a legend of the Kuruta tribe that people who have a persistent will pass away, and they may reincarnate with memory after death.Ma Qi lowered his head and thought, maybe the two people's persistent care for each other will make them meet in the next reincarnation, maybe...

The clouds flutter leisurely, and the blue sky in this world remains.The shadow of tragedy mixed with the light of peace has continued with new stories.This world no longer belongs to Kuroro-Rusiru and Kurapika.But the story of another world just started.

Can their love finally come back to life again?This is an unsolvable mystery, and the smiling face of the God of Destiny hiding in the shadows seems to imply some secret.However, those who are in the maze circle themselves in a big circle. I don't know when they will come to the origin of love?

The author has something to say:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .kneel down

The update is late...how can I cry to death? ..........

It's that late. .It's too late.......It's too late......【I'm so sorry...I'm sorry for Mr. Mo Yuyu who reminded me..】

I wanted something sweet at first, but it turned out...

Let's go... A little abuse can't stop Nima...

Kneeling again,  …

Okay, let’s chew first, there are many stalks in it, if you don’t look carefully, you will find that you think that the chapter is actually nothing interesting,,,,,,,,,,,

But in fact, you must read it carefully, slowly, and refer to the relationship between Kurapika and the leader at the beginning.

Only then can I feel the struggle of falling in love but not being able to admit it... It's not pretentious, but because of the living environment of the two of them.

I have been numb to this chapter for a long time... Please read carefully...

You must understand the attributes and comparison between the leader and Xiaoku in this article.

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