non 'typical' big cats

A very weird face appeared in front of me, and I couldn't find words to describe it while I was stunned for a moment... But being able to be so ugly and dress up like this can be said to have reached a new level of ugliness.

"Sorry." As soon as I lowered my head, I wanted to leave sideways, but a pair of big hands pressed my shoulders.That extremely ugly man was still talking 'tat-tat-tat', he tilted his head when he saw that I didn't respond, then took out two decks of playing cards from his arms and pointed at me.

"...You want to play cards with me?" I looked at him a little funny, and looked around, it seemed that no one else was willing to approach this weird person, which gave me a flash of inspiration when I wanted to refuse... Maybe this is not bad, if I can get rid of him Words without unnecessary trouble.

So I just sat in a corner with this hideous man, and started playing... a joke card, although I prefer to call it a turtle draw.

Games without jackpots are very boring. Although I can't communicate with him, I still understand what he wants to express with gestures and a woman's sixth sense.

"You don't want money? Then what do you want to bet?" His face is full of small round nails, and the entire sag on his cheeks makes his cheekbones look particularly prominent. Will your face swell up like a balloon?

"Da da da..." He took out...a pen from the inside pocket of his jacket?I looked at the black pen with a tip like a soft bristle brush, and wondered with some black lines, did he prepare it in advance?Impossible, but would a normal person carry a writing brush with him?

Drawing joker cards is a very simple game, the main test is deception and psychological endurance, but if only two people draw, there is no suspense, so I didn't pay much attention to it at first.When the first round was about to end, I looked at the nail man who only held the last two cards in his hand, and I couldn't help pouting and scolded him for being cunning.

"You have nails all over your face, you can't see the expression at all!"

"Da da da..." (A certain cloud's interpretation: it's not...) No matter how hard I tried to provoke him, I only got this one response. I secretly rejoiced that it was lucky that I didn't bet money before, and I stretched out my hand to draw the cards in his hand.

BINGO... In terms of luck alone, I have never been very good. I kept smiling and accepted the newly drawn monster card, and then quickly finished building the cards in an extremely fancy and complicated way, waiting for the opponent to draw.

"Da... da da da." (Some cloud interpretation: You...lose.) I don't know how this man with nails saw through me. Obviously, my facial muscles didn't shift or tremble in any way, and my eyes were always fixed on a No, he actually took the correct card from my hand just like that!

"Da da ta da." (Some cloud interpretation: you lost.)

"Huh, come on." Unfavorable, I simply closed my eyes and told him to let him come over. Isn't it just to paint a few strokes on the face, and wash it off before Xiaojie and the others arrive.

The seemingly relaxed muscles have always been adjusted by me to a state of ready to go. Even if the man with nails does not exude any malice, I will not easily put myself in danger.Closing my eyes is just a cover-up, I can clearly see his movements when I have already opened them.

The soft tip of the pen touched my skin with a little moisture, and it was slightly itchy in the wetness... I held back my smile and let him be arrogant on my face. After a few seconds, he withdrew his hand, although he was very curious that he painted on my face What, but I can't help but pouted again when I felt strange laughter coming from around me.

"Surely I didn't draw anything good..." Although I was not convinced, I was a reputable person.

"Da da da." (Some cloud interpretation: really cute.)

"You said something I don't understand again, don't you have a name?" I watched him start building cards again and I chatted with him one after another. I think it's not bad, after all, I don't really want to make friends with him.

Compared with the good atmosphere between me and the man with nails at this moment, the other side of the examination room is not so beautiful. Of course, I didn't notice it at this time, because whenever I was about to be attracted by the commotion elsewhere, the person opposite always It can bring back my attention at critical moments.

The silver-haired boy was about to explode with anger. His fluffy curly hair stood up like a cat with fried fur. He put his hands in his pockets and gritted his teeth, preparing to walk to a certain corner opposite.

"Hmm~" Just as he was about to squeeze out of the crowd and approach the corner with a few steps, an obtrusive long leg suddenly stretched out from the side and lay across in front of him. Hisoka, who looked over, was right.

"!" The silver-haired boy quickly withdrew his forward legs with an instinctive intuition, and he felt a hint of threat from this strangely dressed man with a painted face.

"Hehe, the little fruit can't be naughty, you have to grow up obediently~" The silver-haired boy showed a seriously disgusted expression at first, but when he found that as long as he had the idea of ​​trying to cross this place, this strange person would emit When there was a very bad murderous look, he hesitated again and again and stopped.

"Damn it!" He turned and left bitterly, and it didn't take long for his figure to disappear into the darkness.

"Illumi's younger brother... is also a good little fruit." Hisoka, who helped someone, laughed and pressed the text message delete button on the phone screen. He glanced at the time and saw that the first exam There are still 2 hours before the start, and his intuition tells him that this exam should not be too boring.

2 hours later—

"Ah~ stop playing!" I tossed the cards in my hand and spread my hands on the ground, watching the cards slowly fall like snowflakes, I let them fall on me, too lazy to even think of a finger move.

30:5... It was a crushing defeat. Although the face was probably painted badly, but thanks to him, the waiting time was not too boring.

"Da da da..." (A certain cloud's interpretation: you are cheating...) The face above the body is still surprisingly ugly, but for some reason it gives me a feeling of peace of mind. As for the current posture is too ambiguous?Sorry, I never cared about other people's eyes and opinions.

"If you say you don't play, you won't play. The person I'm waiting for will come soon and I won't accompany you." I put my hand on his chest and pushed him forward. After leaving, I sat on the spot and stared blankly at the palm of my right hand for a while. The moment I touched the nail man's chest just now, I suddenly felt that the touch was a little familiar, heck...has my brain broken again? I laughed to myself I was too nervous, I got up quickly and walked towards the vending machine, at least I had to wash off this damn face before Xiaojie and the others came.

"Candidate No. 301, are you a newcomer this year? I'm Dongba. This is my 35th time to take the hunter exam. If necessary, I can introduce other players to you. I see you and the 295 just now. Candidate No. [-] seems to be an acquaintance? If the two of you are together, I can give you a discount." Dongba, who looks very simple and honest, took out a can of orange juice and handed it to the ugly looking weirdo in front of him, while maintaining a flattering smile on his face. Don't forget to sell yourself by the way.

"Tat-tat-tat." It's a pity that although the nail man took the drink he delivered to his door for free, he didn't continue to pay attention to him, and directly passed him as if he was air.

"Hey...he's another poor man." Dongba, who had his nose turned gray, took out a can of orange juice from his small bag and went to the next target.

As for the man with nails, the man who named himself Jita Lagu was walking in while opening the slit on the drink can. He sniffed it and didn't drink it. A conspicuous bald head... So he walked over and forced it into the middle, and then stuffed the soda can he had just opened into his hand.

"Eh? Is this for me? Thank you, I'm just thirsty!" Hanzo, who was talking excitedly, cast a grateful look at Jita Ragu, and then drank the whole can of orange juice in one gulp.

"Tap tatap." (A certain cloud's interpretation: You're welcome.) After finishing speaking, he left, while Hanzo smacked his lips and said to himself.

"Is this orange juice expired? Why does it taste weird?" Just when he was distracted, he firmly grasped the suffering examinee who was talking non-stop just now and slipped away, when Hanzo came back to his senses There was already nothing in front of him, so he could only curl his lips and find another target to continue 'chatting'.

After washing off two full bottles of mineral water, I finally washed off the ink on my face. I lowered my head and shook the water off my face, when suddenly a strange male voice came from the front.

"Woman, where have you been all these years?!" It's not as clear and bright as Xiaojie's voice, nor as gentle and polite as Kurapika's. .

"...I don't know you." The boy's hair is beautiful silver, and the slightly curly radians make them look very soft, but being stared at by such a beautiful boy with blue-cat eyes angrily makes me feel a little bit It's funny and a little inexplicable, and what's even more strange is that he can't feel bad for him.

"Little guy, did you recognize the wrong person?" I meanly wanted to reach out to touch his soft fur, but he slapped him coldly away at the next moment, and retracted my hand regretfully. I glanced at the hall Looking at the clock hanging in the window, I thought that Xiaojie and the others should be arriving soon.

"Hey! Why didn't you go home all these years, why didn't you contact me?!" The boy was still asking tirelessly, but I really want to say that he misidentified the person... But this boy's character is a bit cute, especially Now this angry expression with a little awkwardness makes me want to tease him.

"Huh? Do you miss me?" The boy who was half a head shorter than me was stunned when he heard my words, then his face was congested and red, and finally he opened his eyes that were more beautiful than jewels and said to me .

"You woman is really lying! How dare you pretend not to know him! You..." I took the opportunity to rub the silver curly hair with my hands when he was emotional, and then leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"The person I'm waiting for is here, so I won't play with you for now...little boy." After I finished speaking, I walked towards the entrance, and just now I heard Xiaojie's voice.When I was about to reach the door, I turned around and looked. The silver-haired boy was still standing there motionless, but his exquisite side face was full of a lonely expression. I stroked the hair that had slipped from my ears, I really became more sentimental as I got older... This is not a good phenomenon.

The author has something to say: quack quack, big brother is so black-bellied