[Hunter] A usual love story

12

Ryde City.

October [-].

Nearly a month has passed since Youkexin's auction.After the auction, Kurapika bid farewell to Xiaojie, Kirua and Leorio, followed the Nosra family to the south, and headed for Nosra's family base, Ryder City, a southern city with a warm and humid climate .

The trip didn't go well either.On the way, Nyon suddenly found that the red eyes that were shot had disappeared, and then Wright Nosla also received a call from his subordinates, reporting that not only the items auctioned by other people had disappeared, but also the bodies of the Phantom Troupe up.

When Wright Nosra told Kurapika about this, Kurapika laughed at his futile grief in addition to being shocked.

Kurapika told Nyon about "other people's collections also disappeared", but it still didn't make Nyon feel much better.The lady was still crying loudly, losing her temper and throwing the phone in Kurapika's face.Kurapika rubbed his cheeks, continuing to uselessly calm Nyon's temper.In this case, he received a call from Kuroro.

Seeing the name flashing on the screen, he pressed the reject button.

'The liar, liar, shameless thief! '

thief……

Kurapika suddenly remembered Nyon's strange fainting before, and the man Nyon described who looked exactly like Kuroro - Kuroro himself had a pass to the auction. Interested in approaching a gangster's young lady.

"Miss, please wait a moment, I have something very important to ask you." He carefully grabbed Nyon's arm, "May I ask you to try divination for me? Because now I doubt your ability K."

Nyon took a deep breath and reluctantly took out the pen.

The result was just as he had imagined—Nion's ability disappeared.

'hateful! Kurapika quickly told Wright Nosra while comforting Nyon.

He had a premonition that he might never be able to get rid of the man Kurolo Rusilu.However, he didn't want to contact Kuroro just yet—even if it made him feel a heavy guilt for Nion.

In the evening, the motorcades of the Nosra family arrived in Ryde City one after another.Wright Nosla found a doctor to diagnose Nyon at home, but the situation made the doctor helpless.Wright Nosla can only declare to the outside world that Nion is ill, and then make a long-term plan.

After the Youkexin auction, the gang forces faced a new round of reshuffle due to heavy losses—this meant that Wright Nosla had to do something else to strengthen himself after losing his daughter’s divination chip power.So, the first thing he thought of was to use power and money to lure Kurapika to stay in Nostra.Kurapika pretended to show an interest in money and managed to get Wright Nosra's reuse.

When he was familiar with the minutiae of arms trading, negotiating deals, and dealing with the government or Meteor Street in his own post, he finally made up his mind to contact Kuroro.

The call was connected the first second after the call was made, as if the person on the other side had been waiting all this time - this caught him off guard and swallowed all his words.

"Kurapika." Kuroro's voice came from the microphone.

Kurapika found himself losing the courage to speak.

'Shouldn't I be asking?Shouldn't I be angry?Shouldn't I be disgusted? ’—the thoughtful words disappeared, his tongue seemed to have been stolen.

Kuroro also followed his silence and responded with silence.After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

'Why are you sighing? ' He almost wanted to stand in front of the other party, grabbing the other party's shirt collar and questioning.

"Kura," Kuroro said his name again, in a tone that made him almost think he was the person the other party loved, but he suddenly remembered the mockery of Kuroro talking about love in the distant past, "Do you still want to hear my love?" Recite poetry, consider it the last time."

"We travel across the stars,

With fire and flowers,

He stretches the known force anyway,

world, universe, time,

Almost only the candle gets the shout,

Almost only candles can forget regrets.

you and me,

Just arrange weapons on a slightly altered continental shelf,

shouting, intoxicated, thinking,

It is only to start disputes on the sea that has never changed,

Food, water, love of love.

The red, black, blue and white that are pleasing to each other,

up and down, left and right,

get out of the sea,

The only time I pretended that I never shouted,

And by the way, don't organize your weapons..."*

Kurapika hangs up the phone in embarrassment, suddenly realizing that he has been facing the truth—whether Kuroro is a thief or something, in some ways, he has never changed.In addition, Kuroro may not even realize that he loves Kurapika, even though he used to talk about love in such a mocking and contemptuous tone.

13

Hearing the sudden busy tone, Kuroro was almost amused.However, he no longer wanted to waste time on the long wait.

It had been almost five years since he first met Kurapika, when he was a poet and Kurapika was a child.It had been 186 days since he had seen Kurapika for the second time, as a stranger in disguise and most familiar to Kurapika, a youth.It's been 23 days since he saw Kurapika for the third time (and it was a one-sided "seeing"), as a thief, and Kurapika, who just learned the truth and was still too young The Avengers.In addition, those days that were mixed in it, if he talked about it, he would only be vague.

Still, some thoughts in his mind were too noisy for him to ignore.

He wanted Kurapika—to possess him, to mark him, to keep him in his hands forever.If he can do this, he thinks that he will get the long-lost joy——this kind of joy may be very similar to the novelty when he took away someone's mind power for the first time on Meteor Street when he was young.However, if he did manage to do it, he would have to admit his own incapacity—an inability that succumbed to instinct.

He should still be hunting. ——But, can this still be called "hunting"?

Ryder City, Kurapika's apartment.

Kuroro easily entered the house.Looking around, there are no obvious personal traces in this house - the chairs pulled away by the dining table and a glass of water that is almost drunk on the table can hint at the owner's haste to leave in the morning.

He pushed back the dining chair and stood by the living room window, facing the moonlight.

In the middle of the night, there was the sound of the apartment door being opened by a key.He turned, and a chain hit him.He wasn't surprised by this situation—after all, he was the guy who broke into other people's houses and didn't care to use them.

He tilted his body slightly to avoid the attack of the chains, his hands condensed, and he chopped down neatly.The chain shattered and fell to the ground. At the same time, he flashed in front of Kurapika and controlled Kurapika's hands—Kurapika's right ring finger was still in the motion of raising the chain.

Kuroro saw surprise in Kurapika's eyes, because of his arrival, and also because of his clothes - he had never appeared in front of Kurapika as the "Phantom Brigade Leader".

"Kula, do you want to welcome guests like this?"

"Guests don't come uninvited." Kurapika glared at him, his puffy look a little cute.

"I've been waiting for too long," he laughed, "so long that I can only come to you by myself."

Kurapika didn't know how to answer his words, so he tried hard to break Kuroro's grip on his hands.Seeing this, Kuroro let go of his hand tactfully.

"Nion's telekinetic ability," Kurapika pushed Kuroro away, walked into the room, and frowned when his eyes glanced at the pushed dining chair, "Did you steal it?"

"Yes."

"You still have a pair of fiery red eyes."

"Actually, there are more than one pair." Kuroro looked at Kurapika who turned on the light and turned around in surprise, feeling that he laughed a little too much today.

"What?! But Wojin said..."

"I got it after I left Youkexin."

"What method?" Kurapika frowned again.

Kuroro suddenly approached him, smiled in his ear and said, "It's better if you don't know."

"..."

"Let's make a deal——I'm here to make a deal with you," Kuroro reached out and grabbed Kurapika who wanted to hide away, and hugged him back with a little strength, "Ni I will return Weng’s reading ability to her after I lose interest, and I will give you the red eyes—not only what I have, but I will also help you find them. But, in the end, I want your eyes.”

Kurapika's body froze, and after a moment of silence he said hesitantly, "My... eyes? If I get all my eyes back and finish my revenge, I will give them to you."

"Okay," Kuroro lifted Kurapika's chin and kissed it, "then, before that, forget about it."