[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

i want love.I always wanted love.The love of relatives, the love of friends, the love of lovers.My love for the world, my love for myself.

If people don't live for love, what is it for?All material things will pass away and turn into dust, only the traces left by emotions will always be there.

Even here, after becoming a mafia, I still haven't given up.In particular, Jiudaimu is becoming more and more soft-hearted day by day-the kind of soft-hearted soft-heartedness that is kind to people who are dying-and at the same time, there are people who are more moderate in the family.These are all good changes, at least for me, this change makes me feel that my desire to wash my hands and return to the mountains and forests is possible.

I only worked until the age of 25, at most no more than 27, and then I left the center of Vengley and left Italy.Use the savings to get a degree, get a modest job, make friends and get a dog.I have long thought about raising a golden retriever and calling him Sonoftoto, no matter how strange it sounds, I will call him this name.

If I meet the right person, I will get married, if not, I will not.I have many things to do, reading, listening to music, watching movies, running marathons, raising flowers and dogs.Maybe a stranger will come to me one day, just like in the movie, saying that you killed my so-and-so so many years ago, and now it's time for you to pay off the debt.Then I will pretend to have a fight with him, and finally walk into my ending calmly.

Don't go gently into that good night.I never went gentle into that good night, nor approached death lightly, except to die of vengeance.Then I have nothing to say.

I thought so much, but I never thought that one day I would fall in love with a mafia. I have been a mafia since I was 10 years old, and everyone around me is a mafia, but I have always wanted to go out and I have been working hard to go out, and there is no hope ahead-no matter how slim it is, there is hope.

What's the matter with the cute mafia?It is still a pure mafia that even the mafia fears.Spelby Squalo dared to kill when he knew how to use a sword, no matter how much blood he was bathed in, he would not feel uneasy, remorse, let alone shaken.That's why he was supposed to be the leader of Balian, and that's why he lowered his head against XANXUS, who was more vicious than him, so even if he gave up his position as the leader, he was still Balian's second in command, the captain of the battle, in XANXUS In the past few years of his absence, he has firmly held a group of rebellious Balian members in his hands.

He wanted to kill me when we first met.I know that he really wants to kill me.Killing someone is no more difficult for him than stepping on a fallen leaf, this decision is not difficult to make.If it weren't for my innate ability, I would have died on that sunny autumn afternoon.

He always said that sooner or later he would kill me with his own hands, and I always thought that the possibility might be quite high.Whenever I see him with a smile on his face, mercilessly swinging his long sword to kill blood and howling, I always think that he is really a born mafia, and it would not be surprising if he really swung his sword at me someday .

Spelby Squalo is a born Mafia.I'm a Mafia who would never approve of a Mafia.I can fight by his side, I can sleep with him, I can fight and chat with him, eat and complain - only I won't recognize him.Yes, he is very strong, but the more he swayed his strength freely in the dark, the less I would recognize him.

Can a person fall in love with someone who he totally doesn't approve of?Can one belief be attracted by another diametrically opposed belief?Will a person who always wants to get out of the mafia world fall in love with a person who is comfortable in the mafia world?

I used to think no.I never even considered the possibility.I've always said that my relationship with Spelby Squalo is just the healthiest of friends with benefits, and at most I'll admit that we might be friends in a sense.

I escaped for so long.I tried my best to ignore so many clues.I tried hard not to dwell on every otherwise noteworthy signal.

Until now, I have to admit...even if it was impossible before, it is possible to happen after all.

There is nothing to escape, I am Lin Zhongyue, not an ostrich.Well, let's just say this: I'm really in love with Spelby Squalo.Like a fish about to drown, it sinks into the deep sea again.

What should I do next?Where does love come from and where does love go?Shyly and sweetly guess whether the person I like is interested in me?Uneasy thinking about planning to get married and have children?Happily and blissfully became a Mafia couple with him. From then on, people in the world called Peng Gelie Shuangsha and Balian Ssangyong.

Sorry, I laughed first myself.

You see, it's that simple when you think about it.Love or not will not affect my life plan, let alone Squalo's life plan; I still pursue my retirement life tirelessly, and he is still intoxicated in the bloody storm, following XANXUS to achieve their so-called ambition and glory.

If it is said that I have already thought about the matter after so much deliberation, but I still have the last trace of reluctance and hesitation in my heart...

——Hey, what are you looking at again! !No movies allowed! !You let Marlena run away last time, who do you want to let go next time! !What the hell is Batman?Bats are not allowed to play hear no! ! !

--I know, I know! !Having said all that, I know you don't eat clams anymore! !Red shrimp and spaghetti for you...I didn't get bolognese! ! !Luna, if you pick your mouth again, I will kill you! ! !

——What are you running for? Hey! !Stop the trash...Luna! !Are you thinking of something weird again! !

There will always be some times, there will always be many such small, inconspicuous but ubiquitous times, I can always feel the reluctance and hesitation in my heart.So be it, let's sink like this—even touched the edge of this idea.Countless times, late at night or during the day, I can feel this idea approaching me, already close at hand.

... What's wrong with that?

Spelby Squalo is the only one I can hug with my eyes closed.We have known each other for more than ten years, and I understand him just as he understands me. Since those diametrically opposed things can coexist in the past, why can't they coexist in the future?To put it even more despicably, no matter how many people he killed, no matter how ruthless he was, no matter how many people he could kill while laughing at the same time, in order to hone his swordsmanship, he could trample the bones of countless people under his feet...

"You want to die when you take the task right after you get out of the hospital? Garbage!!! And you told me to leave it to me!! What are you going to do this time... secret? Secret size!! Are you from Pengo Lie or Ba? Lian... if you dare to say that Pengo Lie will kill you!!"

He was born with a loud voice, and the volume was even louder when he was angry; his long eyebrows were erected, and the center of his brows was wrinkled, and his teeth seemed to be ready to bite at any time.

...no matter how much trash talk and threats he can spout...

"Squalo," I whispered.

It was raining outside the window, and the sky was overcast like night.He stood by the window, staring at me suspiciously, with fire in his eyes.His eyebrows are also silvery white.So I said, "Your eyebrows look like Santa Claus."

Squalo almost jumped up with rage.Before he could say any more complaints, I went over and tried to hug him.

In the rainy afternoon, by the window like night, I tried my best to remember when and what it was like to hug someone aimlessly like this last time, and then reached out to hug him.

"Hey you……"

I tried to kiss him.I wanted to kiss my lips, but in the end the kiss landed on the corner of my lips.

We've had many deep, lustful kisses, but never such a light touch.He stood there, surrounded by me, his body suddenly stiffened.I suddenly had a strange wish: I hope he can get rid of me and yell at me, scolding me for being kicked by a donkey for being insane, don’t make such a nasty move if it’s okay, and I will be chopped off again I—or simply draw my sword and fight me right away.

That way, everything is back on track and everything is safe and sound.

But he just stood there stiffly, and slowly, gave me a stiff, too light hug.

...No matter how indifferent Spelby Squalo may be to life, no matter how fascinated he is by the world of the Mafia...

He hugged me stiffly, as if he had never practiced this movement so he was so jerky, but he still hugged me, and pressed my head to the side of his neck with his other hand, not allowing me to look up at his expression.

I won't watch it.Even if he didn't, I wouldn't watch it.Because I already know it.

... Whatever Squalo may have done with the world, with other people's lives, even with his own, no matter how insignificant things death and destruction may have been to him, he was different to me.

How different is this "different" from normal love, and how different from standard tenderness and consideration?It's a lot different, it's completely different, it's the difference between a grain of sugar and a jar of honey.How insignificantly sweet, how pitifully little warmth...

But, I thought, that might be all he could give.If there is love in Spelby Squalo--and all human beings have such emotions--well, I think I have seen it, and even have it.

I have no way... I have no way to throw other people's love on the ground, who can throw the thing that I have been longing for...

Yes, I was so shaken once.I'm even shaken to this point.Reason floats on the surface of the sea, but I face the sky and sink into the deep sea.

I am sinking.

...until XANXUS is released.

If I ever had the last bit of reluctance and hesitation in my heart, if I really almost gave up struggling, then the return of XANXUS made everything different again.

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