[Hunter x Hunter] Dressed as Brother Hisoka

Chapter 11 The Day of Criminal Training

The heavy door was closed, and Simon stood in the room for a while before turning on the light.It's dusk now, he came back from training and eating on his own, sat on the bed and stared blankly for a while.

I always feel uneasy, but I can't think of anything related to it at all.The things related to beating the enemy that can be directly remembered are almost the same after so many days here.

Today, I didn't see Illumi all day.Logically speaking, he should have a very happy day today, he will receive a grand gift from his family, and he should have a big meal.

Although the Beating Enemy Hakka is a family of killers, the connection between family members is even stronger.In the world view that Simon is referring to now, such an existence is enviable.Strong enough to protect family members and bond.

In contrast, one's own parents are a power struggle.According to the information given by Illumi, both father and mother are representatives of the strength of the gang managers, and the mother has a relatively large connection with Meteor Street.

Want to see Hisoka again, if Hisoka is with his father, one day he will stand in front of them, he must have the ability to defeat the gangsters in order to take Hisoka away.

The importance of strength.Simon told himself this determination again and again.

There should be nothing to do today, you can consider taking a rest after rinsing.Simon took his pajamas and walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and started to take a shower.

He likes the hot water pouring over his head, which is very comfortable.

The bedroom door was knocked twice, and before Simon could react, the door was pushed open.Then I heard Ilumi's order, "It's okay, bring me a set of beds, I'll sleep here tonight."

Simon was dumbfounded, and then reacted and turned off the water.Consider going out to meet the young master, and make sure that what you just heard is not a problem with your ears.

"Simon, continue to wash." It was indeed Illumi's voice, and it was more real without the sound of water disturbing. Simon paused, and continued to rinse obediently, but at a much faster speed.

After washing, I saw Illumi lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

The long hair over the shoulders spread out, occupying the bed just like that.But that's okay, the point is why he came here suddenly.

There were two knocks on the door, and it was Wutong who brought the quilt. "Master, the bed is ready."

"Come in." Illumi's voice was soft, a little too tired to speak.

Wu Tong put the quilt on the head of the bed, "I have already talked to the owner about the accommodation, and the owner agreed."

"Well, let's go."

"Yes."

The room returned to calm, and Illumi's killer habits and breathing habits cultivated since childhood were almost silent.At this moment, only the sound of Simon's breathing remained in the room, which became more and more clear.

Ask why?Simon thought about it, but forgot it, Illumi looked quite tired.Picking up the bed at the head of the bed, it was completely prepared for the floor. Of course, Simon never thought about sleeping with Illumi.

"Today, I didn't receive any birthday presents. Do you know what my presents are?"

Did not receive a birthday gift, and asked to guess the birthday gift, contradictory... Simon shook his head slightly, indicating that he could not guess.

Illumi was silent for a while, "Did you know that the food I usually eat contains poison?"

"The killer's four-year-old gift is cannibalism, human flesh, hands and legs, which look clean. Cut open according to the texture of the meat, sprinkle poisonous drugs, penetrate into human skin and bones, and mix with blood. Then, you can directly have eaten."

Simon listened quietly, imagining the scene where Illumi went to eat human flesh.That's why he got upset and left the main house.

"The taste is average." Illumi said after a while, as if summarizing.

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Simon didn't know how to comfort a child who ate human flesh. Perhaps it was the nature of a killer that he had to accept flesh and blood. Even the concept that human beings could be killed like livestock, beating the enemy also had such a baptism.

Some things were beyond his expectations, a feeling of surprise made him understand the world from a special angle, so knowing that such a thing happened, Simon had a direct conceptual surprise.

"How do you feel?" Illumi's voice became too calm for Simon.

There was a pen and paper on the cabinet, he had better be able to write something to Illumi, but for the killer, what level was right.

Illumi sat up, her face was covered by loose hair, her expressionless face was faintly visible.

After a long silence.

"What are you thinking, do you really believe it?" Illumi said suddenly, her voice was much more angry than before.

"Just kidding, by the way, let's take a look at my ability to deceive people, it looks pretty good."

God knows Simon wanted to flick Illumi's forehead for a moment, to make fun of it.

"But it's almost there."

"I'm going to start exercising more on my expressions, so I can't show my emotions on my face."

It seems that some decision was made, which reminded Simon of the impression memory he came out one day, and Illumi had facial paralysis.

Simon remembered that the birthday cake he had prepared was the chocolate flavor that Illumi liked, but of course, he didn't make it today.

He took the paper from his cabinet and quickly wrote: I am going to make a birthday cake for you, if you want it, I will make it for you tomorrow.Toxic dose passed.

The food Illumi eats must contain a certain standard of poisonous drugs. In order not to affect the taste, Simon also read a lot of books on the taste of poisonous drugs. Although he did not dare to try it himself, the uncle with a kitchen has already nodded.

Illumi looked at the words approaching him, "Then eat, it's time to sleep."

Simon happily put away the paper and turned off the light. When the light was about to be pressed, Illumi had already started to take off his coat. Simon saw that there were many scars on his arms.

To be tortured... The memory immediately matched, and the joy just now was swept away.

In the darkness, Illumi spoke again. "I can accept being tortured, but it's fine if my birthday is one day earlier or one day later."

Simon waited for a while, then the conversation seemed to stop.

So, I was angry with my family.

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