[Hunter] A usual love story

08

The number of people who passed the 287th hunter test - 8 people.

After the hunter training, in the silent corridor.

"I really didn't expect to pass the final test so easily. But, where is Kurapika going after that?" Kuroro leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and looked sideways at the boy beside him. Are you traveling around? Or... do you want to continue to avenge your clan?"

Kurapika bit his lower lip, and the image of the spider flashed in his mind, but he could only suppress his anger: "Yeah, we still have to keep looking for the murderer, and keep looking for the... eyes of the clansmen."

"So, did you find it? I mean," Kuroro dropped his arms and turned around, "you've never mentioned these things to me in years—how's your progress?"

"...It's the Phantom Troupe, but I searched for clues and went to various cities but found nothing."

"The Phantom Troupe," Kuroro said with an inexplicable smile on his face, "it's not them, Kurapika. It's not them who killed your people and took away your eyes."

"What's 'not them'?"

"It's not them who killed your people and took away your eyes." Kuroro repeated in a calm and cruel tone.

"How is it possible...Obviously...Then tell me who is it? Who is it?!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know," Kuroro reached out and pulled Kurapika into his arms, "I'm sorry." Kuroro's movements were gentle, but his face was expressionless.

Kurapika pressed his forehead against Kuroro's neck, and after a while he said sullenly, "How could it be... But, even if this is the case, I still have to find out who it is. I still want to find my people... ..."

"Would it be better if I told you earlier?" Kuroro interrupted him.

Kurapika sighed, "Such an assumption makes no sense."

"Kurapika... we still need to find the eyes of the tribe," Kuroro let go of his embrace, "In September this year, Youkexin will hold a large auction—you might find what you're looking for there thing."

"Hey?"

"I'll go too. And, there's another thing I want to tell Kura at that time. But before that—" Kuroro reached out and stroked the other's cheek, "I remember you once talked about love with me. "

Kuroro lowered his head and kissed him.

After Kurapika said goodbye to Kuroro, he opened the note that the other party had handed him.There is not only the phone contact information of the other party on it, but also another poem:

"The future wife, who holds ears of wheat in the fields,

Waiting for me to ride across the field ridge,

Take her home.

On the other side of the river, the silversmith's friend set up shop in the valley,

They will devise patterns and forms,

Understand the store's marketing methods,

Selling silver hair dryers.

Future wife, she is the soil,

would say to the mountains and rivers in a soliloquy,

You are good and you are bad, both are right. "*

09

Illumi picked up Killua's collar, ignored his yelling "Let me down, I'll go by myself", and threw him into the taxi.He glanced at Xiaojie who was still waving in this direction, and closed the car door with a "bang".

At the airport, the flying ship is about to take off.

Killua was sitting on the left of Illumi shaking his body uncomfortably. 'Why should I go with Big Brother?Is my head broken?If there is a next time-no, there will be no next time!Lesson learned! 'He looked past his elder brother to the high sky outside the window.When he looked away, he swore it was all by accident, what people usually call carelessness—he seemed to see his brother's text message interface.

A "Love You" followed by a disgusting little red heart.

Evil, who is it?

Killua felt that he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Kilu," Illumi turned off the phone screen, "What are you doing? Don't move around in the seat, you are no longer a baby."

'I guess that means the big brother doesn't know what I already seem to know... wait, what's the use of what I seem to know? Keruah coughed lightly: "Brother, I have a question for you."

Illumi turned his head to the side, his black eyes seemed to be empty, but Kiruah knew that the interpretation of this gesture was 'If you want to ask, hurry up and ask, I'm not in a bad mood' - this is the same as 'Looking for death, shut up' There is a big difference.

"Brother, why can't I make friends?" Killua quickly interrupted Ilumi who wanted to speak immediately, "Stop repeating the same rhetoric from the exam, we can't... we can't come here A conversation between brothers?"

"Jilu, killers can't have friends."

"Come on, it's this set again..."

"You are the most qualified in the family, and you are destined to inherit the family in the future—this means that you cannot have weaknesses."

"I said, you can't talk to yourself, can you? I never promised this..." The voice of retort was extinguished by the dead eyes of the eldest brother.

"You can't make friends, Kilo, you have to remember that."

"I can't understand. I totally, can't understand."

"It's okay if you can't understand now, you will in the future," Illumi pressed on the phone screen, no longer wanting to continue this conversation, "Friendship, like love, blinds people, and this, in some cases, is fatal .”

"I still don't get it," Killua frowned, "Brother, I think you're forcing someone to do something you've failed at. I mean—you probably already have someone's friendship don't you ?So, you, father, mother—all of you...it's just not fair."

"...Because we know, we force it." After that, no matter how much Killua struggled, the eldest brother ignored him.He continued to dangle his feet idly in his seat, and asked the flight attendant for candy once in the middle.

Illumi watched him drop all the milk chocolate with his head up, and finally couldn't help it: "You really should smell what you smell like."

"What?" He actually tried.

"Like a little baby who spilled milk on himself."

"Brother, are you having trouble with this word today?"

"...No. Get ready, Jilu, you will be home soon, be happy," Illumi turned his gaze back to the phone screen and paused again, "Kilu, you are already an alpha, and as an alpha For a killer, the most important thing to learn is to cover up the smell on your body."

"I don't plan to be a killer in the future... Wait, brother, you have to say so many times because you dislike my smell."

"No."

"Brother, did you want to laugh at me just now? I saw it, you seem to want to laugh."

"Absolutely not."

A week later, Kiruah and his friends were about to leave the house.

Illumi was standing in front of his room, hesitating whether to preach to his brother again—even though he knew Killua hated it—suddenly, a special text message sounded on his phone.Looking at his younger brother who was walking towards him with scars all over his body but didn't care, he changed his mind.

"Kiluah," he calmly called out to his younger brother, "you have my needle in your mind. You can try to fight or not."

Killua passed by him with his hands in his pockets as if he didn't hear.

"Also, the most important point," Illumi's voice was still calm, "Never do harm to the family." He knew that Kiruah heard it, so he turned and closed the door.

He's just, out of pity - even though he shouldn't have it - out of pity for the cub.He's starting to think it's ridiculous that he's trying to put the family on Killua's shoulders, considering his brother still smells like a baby.

'He's only a cub,' he said to himself, 'and it never hurts to be patient and compassionate.However, this feeling of being out of control is still very uncomfortable. '

Yilumi turned on the phone, edited a text message, and clicked to send——

"Stop flirting with me. We're friends, aren't we? Mutually beneficial."