Hunter Doujin - Rainy Day Secret

Not long ago, Kazhuo hid in a corner and cried secretly by himself when no one was around.When she got up, she found that this man had appeared in front of her at some point.She took a step back in shock, knocking her back against the wall behind her.But she knew very well that as the prince of the Kajin Kingdom, she must not be timid in front of outsiders. She straightened up, puffed out her chest, and looked at the person in front of her with half majesty and half disdain.

"You..." But just as she uttered a syllable, she stopped.The person in front of him has bottomless black eyes, like an abyss, which can suck his soul into it.

"Miss Kazhuo." She listened to the human voice, her voice was as intoxicating as fine wine.

He got a glimpse of her secret from nowhere, and instead of laughing at her, he said that he would help her and let her and her sister escape from this cage.

At the same time, her mood has stabilized, she thought, since this person can quietly appear in the palace controlled by every layer, he can naturally take her away, but what is his purpose?He didn't say it, and he didn't seem to intend to say it.

If it was someone else, she would definitely feel that it was unreasonable to make trouble, but this person in front of her has a magical power that is unreasonable and convincing.

Kazhuo looked up at the man in front of him, "The Duke of Pars from Country K you mentioned earlier did attend the meeting, but unexpectedly, besides his female companion, he also brought his illegitimate son on board."

Kuroro motioned for her to continue.

"Speaking of which, the child is also strange. He has white hair and very pale pupils, but his facial features are very delicate and beautiful. He doesn't look like the Duke of Pars at all."

The child that Cadro was talking about was Ketel.

At this time, Ketel had already looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and she stared intently at the blond boy not far away.That man is so beautiful, she thought.A head of blond hair randomly scattered on the fair cheeks, sword-shaped eyebrows raised, and sharp eyes, which did not match the shape of his eyes, but they also showed a different kind of cuteness.His nose was like a gall, and his lips seemed to be wiped with vermilion. He wore the original rigid black and white suit with an unexpected abstinence beauty.

Of course, at this time, Ketel didn't understand the beauty of abstinence, she just swallowed unconsciously.

Naturally, her gaze did not escape the perception of that person. When the person turned around, he saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old doll staring at him unblinkingly. The salivation in his eyes was like seeing a delicious delicacy.

Kurapika couldn't help feeling cold, and quietly avoided her sight.

Ketel, who couldn't see the beauty, pouted dissatisfiedly, picked up the dinner plate and walked towards the rest area dully.

"Miss Pars Kettle?"

Ketel turned his head and saw an elegant man leaning on the sofa beside him with crossed legs.This is a very handsome man, under the short wine red hair, there are peach blossom eyes that are raised up.

Ketel tilted her head, she searched the vocabulary in her mind, and asked, "Are you?" That should be the way to say it, she thought.

"Hiso Moro." The man leaned over and touched the juice in Ketel's hand with the rim of his glass.

"You, hello." Ketel felt a little uncomfortable because of the man's approach, and she shrank back.

The man on the opposite side laughed and raised his glass, "To the beautiful Mr. Pals."

"Cheers." Ketel felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his words, um, what was it... "Cough, cough cough" She finally realized, where did the "beautiful" Mr. Pars come from, who was pretended by Irmi Pars is obviously an ugly old man with wrinkled face.

She stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief. She remembered that Kasimei had said that she should be cautious about the people she met at the banquet. Some people's preferences were always slightly different from the public's. The old man just likes boys and girls in their early ten years old.Does this handsome man in front of you like... um... the Duke of Pars?

Thinking of this, Tian moved his body in the opposite direction.She has no right to interfere with personal preferences, but she also has her own preferences.

"Keter." Ilmi's voice sounded from the front of the two, the voice was not loud enough, just enough for the two to hear, "It's time to rest."

Ketel pursed her lips, trying to pretend she didn't hear it, she wanted to stay a little longer, maybe she could see the boy just now again.Suddenly, she seemed to have a good idea.

"Father." She blinked her seemingly innocent eyes, "This Mr. Hisoka said he was very kind to you..." She thought for a moment, then said, "Admiration."

Ketel felt that when she finished speaking, the air pressure around her suddenly dropped.Before she understood the reason, Yi Ermi picked her up and walked towards the exit of the banquet.