[Hunter] A usual love story

10-11

10

Youkexin City.

September [-].

Kurapika's bodyguard career should have been carried out smoothly, because the purpose of his coming to Youkexin was only for the red eyes-Nion Nosra is the eldest lady of the family he is serving now, and she likes collecting human bodies. Wanting to go to the auction to take those collections in person - the theft of the collection would make Nion Nosra angry, but now, it has already made Kurapika angry.

However, at that time, in the first second when the anger subsided, his first reaction was to take out his mobile phone and contact Kuroro.He remembered Kuroro mentioning that he wanted to participate in the auction, although another voice in his head reminded him that 'Kuroro doesn't look like someone who will die in it'.

The call was picked up immediately after dialing.

"Kurapica..."

"I……"

Kurapika was thankful that the two of them spoke at the same time, otherwise how would he explain his trembling voice.He pretended nothing happened and said "I just thought of you suddenly, so I'm going to call you", and then quickly hung up the phone with some excuses such as work.

Kuroro, who was on the other end of the phone, listened to the busy tone of the phone for a long time without any movement, so long that even the dullest little drop next to him noticed something was wrong.He smiled and said "it's nothing", then lowered his head and continued to look through the books in his hand.

Kuroro seemed to know why Kurapika made this call.

"Kurapika, your heart has calmed down," the melody's voice was soft, "Did something happen just now?"

"...Nothing happened. Time to track down."

The team cut off the Yin Beast's beard, and took away one of the members of the Phantom Troupe—Wo Jin, a strong alpha.After Kurapika pressed about the auction, he added another question - whether he has any impression of "Red Eye".

"No impression at all."

This made him feel frustrated again.

That's okay, though—he knows he'll still face this frustration hundreds of times in the future.

As for why this question was asked—to be honest, he only intended to believe half of Kuroro's words.How did Kurolo know that it was not done by the Phantom Troupe?

He recalled learning mind power with the teacher sent by the Hunter Society in the forest a few months ago.When making the oath, due to inertia or suspicion in his heart, he still gave priority to the Phantom Troupe.This kind of inertia or suspicion seemed to run counter to his path, but he couldn't control himself—he chose to verify Kuroro's words by himself first.

As for the remaining half of trust, it is really just because he likes the other party.These likes can only prompt him to make a phone call to confirm the safety of the other party, and they can't play any other role.

'I didn't like him very much either. ’ He really thought so, until Wo Jin was rescued by other members of the Phantom Troupe and came back to fight with him.

He manipulated the chains to bind Wo Jin, frowned and endured the other party's pheromone, walked up to him and asked again: "Is there really no impression? The fiery red eyes of the Kuruta tribe?"

No.

Kurapika took off his contact lenses, revealing his burning eyes: "What about this, is there still no impression?" Behind him, the full moon seemed to be burning.

"No," Wo Jin gave the same answer, and then said after a pause, "However, I seem to have an impression of this name. The leader once said that he wanted it, but he has never collected a pair of eyes like this. ...It's really annoying to think of this, I thought I could have a quick fight."

Kurapika lowered his head, his nails almost piercing his palm. ' Such an easy tone.too disgusting.I really want to... really want to... take this guy...'

"Hey kid, we're even, can you let me go?"

Kurapika let go of his palm and retracted the chain, still bowing his head.

"Let's make friends," Wo Jin turned his shoulders, "You can beat me, it's amazing."

"No need," Kurapika turned and left, "I don't want to have anything to do with you."

"It's really cold and heartless," Wojin said to himself, "Why did the leader specifically tell you not to hurt the guy with red eyes? I thought it was just talking about collectibles... It's nerve-wracking."

Kurapika stopped and turned around stiffly: "Is your captain Kuroro?" A bold guess.

"Little devil, how do you know?"

Kurapika saw the puzzled expression of the other party through the moonlight: "It's just an old acquaintance—not even an acquaintance now." He stepped on the moonlight and left without looking back.

After Kurapika returned, he sent off his teammates who were concerned and condolences, and took out his phone again.

"Kurapica?"

"……you liar."

Hang up.Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Kuroro frowned.Maybe he has been thinking for too long, so long that Hisoka dared to smile at him with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Realizing that he had attracted the attention of the leader, Hisoka's mouth got bigger and bigger. "Who is it?" He mouthed to Kuroro.

Kuroro closed the phone. 'Should have been [my]...'

What was "mine," he didn't know.

"I'm gradually losing interest in killing the regiment leader." Hisoka edited a text message and clicked to send.

"why?"

"Because he sometimes looks like one of those mediocre people I've killed. -_-"

11

Illumi shook his glass absently.After completing Kuroro's commission, he planned to give himself a few days off.After saying hello to his dad and grandpa, he completely entered the vacation mode - no commission, no phone - relaxed and boring.

He remembered the look in Ke Te's eyes when he said to Ke Te, "You go back with Dad and Grandpa, and I will stay in Youkexin for a few days."Did Curt want to stay with him too, but the kid never said.

Curt was his youngest brother, separated from him by fourteen years.He didn't quite remember where he was when Kurt was born, he was probably on a mission.After returning home, when he saw Kurt's face, he suddenly had a feeling of joy in his heart-Kurt and him were probably the children who most resembled their mothers. I don't know what Kurt will look like in the future?But... but, out of sight of his eyes, Curt had become the most withdrawn child in the family.

'What a headache. ' He was sprawled over the table - if anyone else saw it, they would have thought it was a drunk.

"Children are born with their parents' expectations, but they have no control over what they look like."

Illumi remembered seeing his heartbroken mother before he left home, and he thought her mother would be screaming or hysterical like before—although she did hold Illumi for a long time and talk to Sheba about letting Kiya go. Dissatisfaction with the matter—but in the end she said such a sentence.

This sentence made Illumi hug her mother uncontrollably.

"That's not going to happen. Killua will always be a beater. He'll be back."

"Is Yilu acting like a baby with mom?" Kiqiu patted him on the back, "Really, I said the same thing as your dad. Kurt, follow mom back to the room."

Curt gave a soft "hmm", glanced at him, and quickly left holding his mother's hand, leaving him standing there alone.

The words "unable to control", until he remembered it now, still made him unacceptable.Because, it seemed that the mother who had been controlling the whole family had admitted her powerlessness and incompetence in front of him.

"How could this be?" He buried his face in his arms, "Is there anything my mother can't do?"It's too much, it would be nice if Kiruah was more obedient.And dad is too much, pretending to be tolerant...'

A special text message notification tone suddenly sounded.

"Want to go drink together? The task of the brigade is completely over."

Illumi, who was planning to go back to the hotel to rest, still sent Hisoka the name and address of the bar.

"Illumi, have you been drinking here for a long time?" Hisoka walked into the bar and looked at Illumi lying on the table in surprise.

"No." Illumi straightened up, and shook his hair with his hands in a bored manner.

Hisoka stretched out his index finger and nodded his chin: "Ilu is lying."

Illumi turned his head to the side, narrowed his eyes, and said with some dissatisfaction: "That's right, I was planning to go back to the hotel."

"Then go back."

"?" Illumi raised an eyebrow.

Hisoka had turned around and walked towards the door of the bar.

"Hisso, what are you doing?" Illumi had no choice but to stand up.

"I wanted to talk to Yilu about something interesting, but Yilu doesn't seem to be in the mood."

"about what?"

"Captain."

"Ha, I already guessed it."

So it finally turned into returning to the hotel with Hisoka, and the two of them reclined on the sofa watching TV.

'Even though I'm the only one drinking, Hisoka looks like an alcoholic... I really want to sleep. Illumi leaned against the back of the sofa, surrounded by Hisoka's chatter, and could only respond one after another.

"Remember the blond-haired kid named Kurapika in the exam?"

"Ah."

"I guess he's a survivor of the Kuruta clan."

"The Kuruta tribe?"

"Fiery red eyes." Hisoka answered his question succinctly.

"Ah, I seem to have an impression. What's the matter with him?"

"The leader probably has plans for this brat."

"The kind of attempt to poach eyes?" He suddenly regained his energy, and both eyes stared.

"What are you thinking?" Hisoka pushed him helplessly with his elbow.

"This guy can be regarded as Ji Lu's friend..." The negative answer made him even more drowsy.

"Is it because of this?" Hisoka was amused, "I'm talking about this kind of attempt." There was also an obscene gesture with his hand.

"Are you 'what are you thinking'?" Illumi narrowed his eyes.

"My guess is definitely possible." Hisoka approached suddenly, as if telling a secret, whispering words in his ear.Then Hisoka started from Kuroro's excessive attention to Kurapika during the hunter exam, talking about the inexplicable instructions given by the head of the brigade when he was doing missions, from the head's distraught after being hung up on the phone twice, and talking about the mission. After the end, the group leader sighed when he tried to call someone and was rejected.

"There's a little more~"

Illumi braced himself and listened, because Hisoka's breath made his ears itchy and distracted.

"The loss of soul, the sighing, etc., are all added by myself."

He raised his hand and pushed Hisoka away forcefully, Hisoka collapsed on the sofa and laughed.

"I'm going to rest, please go easy."

"Okay, then I'll borrow your bathroom for a while."

"Please help yourself."