[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

You can think clearly.

Shelley was shocked when he heard this sentence, and subconsciously felt that it was not very good.The director was surprised by Shelley's reaction, and thought about asking her why.

After studying for a long time, she didn't know what to say, so the director waved her back.

But Shelley was not very happy, and pulled Kuroro's sleeve after returning.

"The director said that he wants to take you in as an apprentice." Shelley said, "A closed disciple."

Although the director seldom uses his full name, the name Skanovic Kuroja is definitely a highlight in the history of bounty hunters - he created a new discipline called "deductive investigation method". And now many police schools are using the textbooks he compiled.

He has also taken in quite a few apprentices, but not many are still alive.Probably because of this reason, the director stopped accepting apprentices 30 years ago, and regularly contacts his students every year to see how many are still alive.

Now the director is far less famous than Hugh Junior, but he proposed the idea of ​​recruiting apprentices, no matter who the target is, it should be a huge surprise.

But the young man just said that he knew, and...

"I'm not interested."

"Huh?" Shelley asked him, pinning her hair behind her ears, "Why?"

"I didn't want to be a bounty hunter at first." Kuroro frowned: "Although it's interesting to learn so many things, but if it's a profession, forget it."

He paused: "Didn't Shelley also come here after being a bounty hunter for a while?"

"I'm different from you. I was introduced by someone else." Shelley scratched her chin with a lot of tricks: "If no one introduced me, I would always be a bounty hunter."

Kuroro finished the matter at hand, sorted out the things on the table, and then looked at her leisurely.

"So what does Shelley think?" he said. "Although Shelley says it's a good opportunity, I don't think Shelley really wants me to say yes."

His calm gaze made Shelley a little embarrassed. The silver-haired girl looked out the window and coughed.

"I just think that if you study with the director for a few more years, you will really sell me and I will still count the money for you."

This answer was a bit beyond Kuroro's expectation. He hooked the corners of his mouth and called Shelley to his side.The snake girl walked over in two or three steps and sat directly on his lap.

"I don't sell it." The young man said, "Don't let others try to grab it."

Regarding Kuroro's refusal, the director was a little sad—he wondered if he was still young, and he didn't have a good appetite for two or three days.Shelley didn't feel very good looking at it, and urged Kuroro to praise the director to make the old man happy.

Kuroro hesitated to go, but in the end Shelley kissed him, and then he went slowly.

"Oh." Shelley held his chin: "I really can't be at peace at any time."

"It's as if you've done something." Pariston was reading a book in the lounge, and glanced at Shelley when he heard Shelley's words: "Now you patrol the streets, and you eat the food yourself. , you drink the water yourself, what else did you do yourself?"

"I also mentored Kurapika." Shelley called his apprentice, "Isn't it?"

"Huh? Hmm."

The little golden retriever was also reading, and nodded subconsciously when he heard the master's question, but was scolded by Pariston.The little golden retriever didn't care at all, and instead delved into some details in the book.

"What are you reading..." Pariston stretched his neck to look at the cover of the book: "Introduction to Criminal History... the author... eh, is this written by the director?"

"That's right." Shelley said, "I thought the theoretical research was insufficient, but it turned out that the director began to classify the motives and types of crimes 15 years ago. Coola, where do you see now?"

"The cause of criminal personality."

Kurapika said, "I've finished watching the innate, now I'm looking at the day after tomorrow."

"Ah."

Shelley fell down on the sofa after asking, and pulled a small blanket to cover it: "Ah, it's still so cold."

"It's almost summer, and it's still cold."

Pariston glanced at her: "Oh, by the way, the old lady who beat up the Hakkas is coming back soon."

"Hmm. So what?"

"It's Qiya's grandma, the granddaughter-in-law of Mr. Maha."

"...Huh?!" Shelley was a little annoyed: "How can I remember that I am not of this generation?!"

"They didn't tell the public in detail, and besides, you haven't calculated your age?" Pariston asked, "May I count it for you with my fingers?"

"Ni Zuokai." Shelley sat up: "What happens after the old lady comes back? No, where does she live at home?"

"Meteor Street. Usually she lives there and doesn't come back." Pariston raised his eyelids: "Haven't you encountered it?"

"No..." Shelley said half of the sentence: "How did you know that I was once on Meteor Street."

"There is nothing I can't know that I want to know."

The polite young man said, "Why, do you feel my omnipotence?"

The little golden retriever expressed his feelings on behalf of his master: "Narcissist, I'm disgusting."

The big golden retriever and the little golden retriever started attacking each other at the back, Shelley yawned and squinted for a while, until he was carried back to the room by Kuroro.The half-asleep and half-awake snake girl groaned twice, rubbed her eyes, got up, and took a sip of water.

"I made it clear to the director." The young man said, "The director has also figured it out."

"...What did you tell the director?"

"I am a person without ideals, and I don't want to be an outstanding bounty hunter."

"truth."

"I don't want to waste time on practice, I want to spend my time in the place I like more than cultivating my mind." He said: "Especially when time is limited."

What do you like about the place.

Shelley felt that he was still not telling the truth, but Kuroro took a look at her dress and turned the conversation to that.

"Shelley's dress is a bit too big, and it doesn't seem to be for women." He said, "If you borrowed it from someone else, you should return it early."

"Hmm...does it look good, this color." Shelley knelt down and said, "Do you like it?"

"The gray is very elegant, and the fabric looks very comfortable." The young man looked at it: "Why?"

"It was originally for you, but it was cold at that time, so I helped you wear it for two days." Shelley took off the clothes, handed them to him, and huddled under the quilt by herself: "Try it."

Kuroro took the clothes, but put them aside: "This one can wait for a while."

He slowly pressed over and was pushed back by Shelley vigilantly.

"Don't wait, try it now!"

The dress finally appeared on Kuroro. Although Shelley was not satisfied with the twists and turns of the fitting, he still recognized the final effect.The young man had no particular indication of what he wore, and generally he wore what Shelley told him to wear.

The big golden retriever with good taste in clothes despises this, and after Kuroro communicated with him kindly and friendly, he finally learned to despise in his heart.

Anyway, it's right not to let Kuroro find out.

Kurapika has always been his ethnic style, and has been wearing normal people's clothes under Shelley's order.Since Shelley has always paid for the clothes, Kurapika had to succumb to the master's despotic power, and changed from a ethnic boy to an ordinary youth.

"There are five people in the institute, but three of them are dressed according to your taste." Pariston said while patrolling the street: "Don't you think you are too hegemonic?"

"If I am hegemony, do you still have a place to speak?" Shelley rolled his eyes: "By the way, you said last time that you beat the enemy Hakkas and you will return an old lady——come back when you come back, and tell us what to do."

"This time the old lady came back to see her grandson, but you know, it's a generation away..." Pariston said, "I just think that their family may be going crazy for a while, and it will definitely implicate us at that time."

"Not until--"

Shelley's words stuck in her throat, she looked to the front left, and her footsteps stopped.

Pariston followed her gaze and his eyelids jumped wildly.

A little silver-haired man, holding a swaddling baby half as tall as him in his arms, slid down the hillside on one side in embarrassment-this is a way of saving face, if not, Pariston usually uses "roll" Describe this action.

Shelley pressed her temples, rushed over, and took Qi Ya firmly into her arms.

"Woo QUQ"

"Wow TAT"

The place was filled with the sound of crying, and Shelley felt a bit of a headache, closed his eyes and took a deep breath while pressing the painful position.When Kuroro came back, he thought that someone had left the child here. When he came in and saw Qi Ya, he thought he had gone to the wrong door, so he went back and looked at the door number again.

"what happened?"

He went over to help Shelley press his head, and touched Shelley's face.The snake girl sighed and leaned her head against his waist.

"I don't know, Qi Ya has been crying all the time, and it seems that he hasn't cried enough." Shelley was very worried by the two children: "I hear them crying so much that I want to cry now."

Kuroro hooked the corner of his mouth, and then pressed down: "Why even the little ones are here."

"I do not know."

Shelley said, "I think Kiya came with Alluka, and it looks like he ran away from home."

"I don't have a QUQ"

Qi Ya twitched twice, and then wanted to cry, but he was obviously out of breath.Shelley hurried to ask Kuroro to bring two glasses of water, one for Kiya and one for himself.

After moistening her throat, Shelley picked up Alluka and touched his little face.

"Oh, why are you crying like this?"

Alluka was rocked by Shelley, and stopped crying after a while.Qi Ya twitched twice, was a little tired from crying, and calmed down a bit.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore this time." Shelley patted Qi Ya's head: "How about some water and something to eat first?"

Kiya pouted, and Kuroro had already brought the chocolate balls in stock.

"Smile," he said.

As a result, Qi Ya was weeping visibly again.

Shelley snatched the chocolate ball, pushed Kuroro to the door, and slammed the door shut.Kuroro only heard a loud bang, and he was kicked out, and the door vibrated right in front of his nose.

At this time, Pariston came back with an ice cream stick in his mouth, and saw Kuroro gloating and laughed.

"Hahaha, have you been kicked out too?"

The young man keenly grasped the word "also".

"what happened?"

"I don't know the specifics, but Qiya should have run away from home this time. Because I feel that my brother and I have been bullied." Paristone said: "Qiya, he must have trained very hard, and he has a very bad temper. Normal. As for Alluka..."

He lowered his voice.

"Beating the enemy Hakka doesn't seem to like him very much."

The author has something to say: there are only 3 comments in the last chapter

I'm so angry that I can't eat [sad face]

By the way, I wanted to mention it several times, but I always forgot.After the end of this article, let's have a small commemoration of the end. The souvenir is the biscuits I made.

I personally have no strengths, but my classmates like the biscuits, so let’s come to this hahaha

Just 10 people, each person makes three packs of biscuits

Weibo draw or I can pick up a few IDs to give away, what do you think?

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