[Comprehensive] The Adventures of a Mermaid

In the dark room, there was a rustling sound of heavy objects dragging the floor. Someone threw the person he was dragging on the ground, and stepped on his back. The man who was stepped on was trembling all over, and his face was bruised.

"Boss, the whereabouts of that mermaid!"

"Hmph, that idiot Doug screwed things up, but a phantom beast actually made us look for it for a month!" The man gripped the armrest of the chair forbearance, there was a violent sound of wooden cracking, and the armrest of the chair was pinched directly. Broken!

The heavy panting seemed to form a substantial anger, and the suppressed air began to tremble.

"Say! Where is that mermaid!"

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"Bah..."

The sun slanted in from the window, and the whole room was warm. The bed in the bedroom was a bit messy, and the quilt was covered with various newspapers and books. A notebook with a black cover was dangling on the edge of the bed, dangling and about to fall. At that moment, a hand slowly stretched out from under the bed, holding down the notebook.

Cynthia lay on the edge of the bed, got up from the ground, grinned hoarsely, touched her sore arms and waist, and looked at the time.08:30 in the morning.

The room was messy, even if Cynthia read the books brought back from the library that day except for three meals a day, she only read half of them, and the books she hadn't read were piled up in the corners of the room.

Ah...Although I don't know most of the characters...but it doesn't affect Cynthia's understanding of the part she can only understand a few paragraphs ==

Obviously it looks similar to the characters of the great route, why some of the characters are not right... I don't know... I don't know... I don't know, ahhhh!

But fortunately, I lost a dictionary when I left the library... Fortunately, the method of using the dictionary is the same as that of the great route qwq!

"Ah... Where's my pen?" Cynthia staggered to her feet, and only moved a little, a heart-piercing cry came out of Cynthia's mouth.

"It hurts the fish ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

The black nib was stuck in the gap between the two fish scales. Cynthia considered herself a very healthy and energetic mermaid!Could it be that his fish scales are so loose that even the tip of a pen can poke them in? ? ! !The tender meat under my fish scales qwq hurts so much!

Pulling out the pen with trembling hands, Cynthia covered her mouth, rolled around on the bed, and flicked the fish's tail by the way, and did not calm down until the pain a little better.

After taking a few breaths, Cynthia picked up the phone and hung it around her neck.

"Hungry, buy something to eat!"

Opposite the hotel is a very delicious dessert shop. Cynthia has been buying desserts here for the past two days. Not only are the food delicious, but the owner is also very nice. Sometimes he puts a cute little strawberry on top of the dessert. ~

Pushing open the door, the wind chime next to the door made a crisp sound. As usual, the boss has already gone out to welcome the guests enthusiastically at this time. Cynthia didn't care, and chose desserts in the window.

The curtain of the back kitchen was opened, and Cynthia pointed to the triangular cake and said, "I want this!"

"...Boss, what happened to your face?"

Andy touched his face subconsciously, and explained: "I accidentally knocked it when I went downstairs, guest, do you want this dessert, I will wrap it for you."

Andy didn't seem to want to talk about it, so he immediately packed the dessert and put a small fresh strawberry as usual.

Cynthia raised the corners of her lips and said, "Pack another apple flavored one, I want to bring it to my friends!"

"Guest, are you with your friends?!"

Andy's voice suddenly increased, and after he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, and immediately lowered his head, packaged another one without saying a word, and handed it to Cynthia after putting it away, his eyes flickered: "Welcome next time."

Cynthia tilted her head, looked at Andy for a while, took the dessert, thanked her, opened the door and walked out.

Standing on the side of the road, Cynthia looked back at the dessert shop, the owner Andy stood there in a daze, the bruise on his face was particularly terrifying.

Cynthia felt that there was something wrong with the boss, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't think of any reason, so she put it aside and returned to the hotel. Cynthia put her cake on the table, turned around and left the room, and went to the next door.

"Mr. Hisoka, I bought a cake."

Hisoka has unknowingly risen to the position of a friend in Cynthia's heart. If there is something delicious to share with friends, as a human being who has shared secrets with Cynthia (because the identity of the mermaid was exposed), the other party did not express The expression of repulsion made the nervous Cynthia feel that Mr. Hisoka was a lot more friendly.

The door opened, and Hisoka, who was only wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, leaned against the door with the aroma of the bath, his red hair was damp against his ears, his long and narrow eyes seemed to be smiling, and he put his hands on the door frame. Dumb and low, I don't know what kind of intense exercise I just did.

"Hmm, Cynthia."

Cynthia handed over the cake with a natural expression, and said with a smile: "Apple flavor! Mr. Hisoka should like apple flavor, right?"

"Yes." Hisoka took the pink box, looked down for a while, and then put it on his lips, licking the thin ribbon on it with his scarlet tongue ambiguously.

The scent of the bath blowing towards the face, with the smell of masculine hormones, the strong muscles are well-proportioned and charming. At this time, a normal woman should groan twice and then run away with her face blushing, or lean forward shyly. clatter.

It's a pity... (God knows the author's words are really a pity... spit old blood)

Cynthia is not human, let alone a normal human girl.

So... as for the lower body of a human male... what is that stuff? ?

Cynthia, who is of different races and has little knowledge of human beings, did not blush at all. A temperature text message was sent to her mobile phone. Cynthia opened it and looked at it, and then kindly reminded: "It seems to be raining today. , Mr. Hisoka, remember to wear more, it will catch a cold, I still have books to read, goodbye!"

Cynthia waved her paw, then turned and went back to her room.

Hisoka stood silently on the spot, lowered his head and tore open the dessert. The fresh apple aroma rushed to his face. He suddenly let out a chuckle from his throat, returned to the room, and placed it on the table.

The bathroom door opened, and a blonde beauty came out wrapped in a bath towel, sticking to Hisoka's body bonelessly like a swimming snake: "Honey, you were so good last night~"

The beauty kissed Hisoka on the cheek, and her eyes fell on the cake on the table.

"Wow! What a beautiful little cake! My dear, did you buy it for me?! You are so kind~"

This woman's name is Yuna, a very famous courtesan. At a banquet last night, Yuna fell in love with Hisoka. With her handsome appearance, gentle words and actions, she is a perfect lover!Yuna smiled sweetly as she picked up the cake.

Hisoka picked up the cup to drink water, the man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Uh-huh~ not..."

"It tastes good!"

A small piece of the delicate cake was bitten, and Yuna said happily: "This is from the dessert shop across the street, right? The desserts there are delicious! Although they are not as exquisite as the French restaurant, they are already very good." !"

Sometimes some people are like this, they say they like it, but they don't really care much about it, but when the thing is taken away by others, they feel very unhappy.

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"Apple flavor! Mr. Hisoka would like apple flavor, right?"

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Even if I don't care about that fish fruit and the little cake I bought specially, how can I get it dirty by others.

Hisoka inexplicably felt that the little cake should be delicious, and Yuna's expression was very satisfied, satisfied, which made Hisoka excited to kill, even though they had just warmed up last night.

At eleven o'clock in the noon, there was a knock on the door of the room, and the person knocked patiently over and over again.

Even when the person in the room was thought to be away, the door opened.

Then a clown with heavy makeup appeared in front of the visitors.

"Uh, sir, do you know this person?"

The girl in the photo has blue hair, perhaps because it was captured by the surveillance camera, so it is a bit blurry, but it is still clearly visible that it is Cynthia.

"I don't know~"

Mr. JC nodded: "This is the criminal who robbed the city library two days ago. It is said that he is from Meteor Street. If you have any clues about this, please contact us. This is a business card."

With stars on the left and tears on the right, Hisoka stretched out his fingers to hold the business card, and stared at JC condescendingly with gray-blue pupils.

The man felt a little breathless and was about to leave here. Through the crack of the door, he seemed to see a beautiful head and a pool of gorgeous blood for a moment, but before he could ask or pull out his gun, a poker The card completely ended his life.

The stretchable Ai glued the playing cards back, wantonly licked the blood on the playing cards, the door of the next room was closed, Hisoka broke the room card, looked back, and walked away from here.

Hisoka hummed "Under the big apple tree" in a super happy mood, and left the hotel as if no one else was there, regardless of the terrified expressions of the passers-by.Maybe it won't come back anytime soon.

In Cynthia's room, there was a half-opened book on the transparent coffee table, with a passage outlined in red pen on it: "Hunters have a license system, and the Hunter Association holds strict exams every year. licenses, and then they can use the licenses as they wish, and they have various rights (such as free use of 95℅ of public facilities in various countries)..." Later, I also outlined many benefits of the hunter profession.

However, the black pen lay quietly on the ground, but Cynthia disappeared without a trace.