[Hunter] Song Andante

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When I woke up I was lying on the couch, sore from my rapid recovery.

My whole body was naked under the blanket, and my first reaction was to hug the blanket and walk to the full-length mirror to look at myself carefully.And it's a blessing in misfortune, except that I look a little younger, there is almost no difference in my appearance and age.

Maybe because he didn't die this time, he was only one or two years younger.After all, after the growth period, even if there is any difference, it is not easy to distinguish.

After confirming that the wounds all over the body have recovered, I can't help but sigh, who said that torture is only good at Feitan, I think Kuroro has also studied this very well-so what is this person that he doesn't know?

Feeling a strange movement, I turned my head and saw the picture of the beautiful boy sleeping without accident.The spider boss faced me and sat on the bed with his back to the light, wearing only a pair of jeans, and my blanket was thrown aside.

very good.My eyes fell on the opponent's well-trained abs.

Like Huang Yaoshi, he will not have children.

When I was working on the research of Kuroro, besides not being able to have children, he would let others go back to be children again, Kuroro said,

"Good morning."

He raised his head, black bangs fell on his forehead, covering the black tattoos, the morning light shimmered through the blue earrings, and he added very gently, "Did you sleep well?"

"Good morning," I nodded, thanks to you, it couldn't be better, so good that I almost couldn't wake up again.Then ask, "How long has it been?"

"A week."

"Are you satisfied with your research?"

"Big disappointment."

"Oh."

Nodding again, it might not be useful to understand the meaning behind his great disappointment, ──When recovering from a serious injury is either accompanied by great pain or directly fell into a state of defenseless suspended animation, it is indeed useless.

It doesn't matter to a person like me, anyway, if I am prepared, it's the same as if I don't.

I hugged the blanket and headed directly towards him, passed his focus and stopped in front of the closet. After picking out the clothes to wear, I let go of the blanket and started putting it on.

The clear and inquisitive eyes fell on my back, not because I am smart and sensitive enough to judge every meaningful look of Mr. Lu Xilu, but because when you change clothes, you always feel that something is stabbing your back.

To put it simply, it is a thorn in the back.

From this moment, I also judged that there are two possibilities for why this person is still here:

One, his body has not fully recovered and he needs rest.

Two, he's bored and having fun.

According to my shallow understanding of the leader, the two possibilities are five or five waves.But after so many close encounters of various kinds, my intuition tells me that the possibility of the latter is relatively greater.

"You are calm."

This sentence suddenly appeared after I put on my jeans. When I turned around, I saw a face that was too calm, but the wrinkles between the brows showed that he was very distressed.

"I almost killed you twice."

That's right, he still has the face to say it.

"It took me three days to study your physique."

I have spent nearly 30 years and only have a vague understanding of it.I am so peace-loving and don't like to mutilate people, and I don't have any special hobbies like self-mutilation.The results of it?The end is to lie on the spot and cripple people casually.

"But you saved me."

To be honest, I always regret why I saved you in the first place.

"Can you tell me why?"

Kurolo's question is indeed classic.Not only he wants to ask, but I also want to ask.

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Unfortunately, the only person I can ask is myself.

I straightened my clothes and stood up to face him again. After struggling a bit, I decided to admit it.

I said, "Probably, because you're still alive."

The reason given after picking out all the fonts that can be stated is absurd, but it is not a lie.

I've evolved to this kind of plot no matter what I want.Truth be told, there was nothing to hide from being afraid of.For the actual function and application of my own abilities, the person in front of me may know better than me.

——So the more I think about it, the more pathetic I feel, thinking that the previous fears are like a farce, and even the "last request" is a joke.

The answer is so obvious that it is right in front of you.Generally speaking, Kuroro will not kill me.

A bounty hunter said Kuroro.Lu Xilu has the same smell as him, and is a severe patient addicted to killing.

Although the bounty hunter looks quite wretched, the persuasiveness of this sentence has nothing to do with his appearance.

I think this kind of thing is like taking drugs, but even if it is an addiction, it depends on who the addiction is.

You may want to try porridge and side dishes if you are used to eating a man-han banquet, but if you are used to smoking, you will never go back and eat it.

No taste, not exciting enough.

As the head of the brigade, he would try his best to understand the opponent's abilities before making a move. After the battle, he would study whether the opponent's abilities are worth stealing. After the research, he would judge whether it should be based on the value and strength of the opponent's abilities. start.

Kuroro doesn't kill Nyon because he needs her abilities.

Kuroro didn't kill me, because there was no need and no value.

Some things are at best a question of whether you want to do them or whether you need to do them.

The gang will take care of the traitors.If I hadn't made the request myself, maybe Kuroro wouldn't have attacked me, but since I mentioned it, it's okay to take it as a little effort.

Think of it as helping the gangsters to take the lead in cooking.

Also as a treat for me.

So it was just a joke.

Hearing my answer, Kuroro showed a rather rare expression of disbelief.

"that's it?"

"That's it." I shrugged.Sorry, this plot has no explosive points at all.

--But he still saw through.

Jumping to the essence from the sentence where the argument can't be found.

He said: "Miss Charlotte is the kind of person who doesn't want to get her hands dirty." Syntactically questioned, but his tone was very firm, "...so everything makes sense." Then he smiled.

I didn't answer.

In fact, what he said is correct, no matter whether this is the correct solution that even I don’t know—let him just clean up and start a new life in the next life, but I have to live with the crime of killing him. When hesitating, No matter how I think about it, I am not reconciled.

But now I'd rather not be reconciled.

But it's useless to be reconciled.

Then he stood up.

You can't be at eye level with him in high heels, let alone bare feet.I look up to this Yingwei man very cooperatively, he is condescending.

"Miss Charlotte," he said.The hand that had dismembered me with the fruit knife slowly pressed against my cheek, and then covered the gouged out eyes without hesitation.

The field of vision suddenly fell into darkness, leaving no gaps.

Humans are animals that rely too much on vision. I heard that people are particularly vulnerable in the dark, and they are also very easy to deceive.

The most classic example is the Nazi laboratory. They blindfolded a man, cut a small wound on his finger, and then played him the sound of water dripping.

Tick, tick, tick.

The man died 24 hours later.When I say that I was scared to death, I think I was cheated to death.

I was blindfolded, and by the time I realized what he was about to say, it was too late.

In the dark, he was very close, and his whole body was filled with a warm aura that was different from his style.

My reaction will tell him everything, including whether my last sentence is true or not.

It is a very sad thing for a person to be so suspicious.

Not about him, but about me.

He said, "You are, the weakling."

Yes, it's me.

So - now, Chrollo, you're having fun fooling me, aren't you?

It's like children flooding ants with water, sticking tape to mosquitoes, and plucking the feathers of birds.

Not cruel, just curious, just wanting to do it.

Kurolo said, Miss Charlotte, you are weak.

So, I know this kind of thing better than you, okay?

──I can’t even count as a □□, what’s amazing is the level of a cup of coffee.