【Xiyi】The Biggest Changes

Food and duels.That's the theme.

During the airship voyage, they both fell asleep in the armchairs facing each other.Hisoka put his feet up on the arm of Illumi's chair, allowing himself to stretch out.And Illumi has been sitting steadily, with her back straight, but with her eyes closed.

No one bothered them during the journey.No one even pointed to the blood splattered on Hisoka's face.

After landing, they went into the bathroom together, and Hisoka finally saw himself in the mirror. "Ah, shit." He wiped his face with a wet towel, and glared at Illumi who was standing by the door. "You didn't even remind me."

Illumi smiled slightly back.Hisoka glared at him and turned off the faucet.Then the two of them left the bathroom together and started their journey home.

They both slept for the rest of the day.When Illumi finally got up, he went to the kitchen to pour water, and found Hisoka nestled on the sofa in the small room, wrapped in a blanket, playing cards.

Illumi also joined in.Hisoka pointed to the other end of the blue velvet sofa and pulled out another blanket.Illumi accepted without saying a word.

"Gin Rummy?*" Hisoka asked while shuffling the cards.

*GinRummy a card game

"Yeah." Illumi sat down cross-legged.Hisoka shuffled and shuffled the cards, and Illumi wrapped the stall Hisoka gave him like a bride.

The two of them played until the sun went down, a little drunk, but also very energetic.

Illumi hated to admit it, but Hisoka was right.Dinner and drinks are really fun.His longing for home was more like a momentary hunger than a heart-rending hunger.

All four of them dead?

Shifao looked at the information on the phone in shock.Hisoka and Illumi returned to the arena fully clothed after a raid.And he actually felt that sending four killers seemed too much.

A chill ran up his back.He swallowed, and turned to the next page of information, which contained photos.The bloody corpses of four of his hired killers lie in a dirty alleyway.They didn't even bother to hide it; how far this pair thought they were.

Sfao is not for the faint of heart, but he knows his boundaries.He made up his mind, took the elevator to the [-]th floor, and visited the front desk there.

She was sitting there reading a magazine, her red hair pulled back in a high ponytail.

He cleared his throat, and she looked up and smiled, "Sfaio, hello, any news?"

"Your instincts are wrong," Sfao said. "Sisso is not a threat."

The front desk frowned, "I don't understand."

"I checked, he's not killing people." That's fucking housecleaning, but that's off topic. "You have nothing to worry about, just let him go."

"But I'm sure..." She clenched her hands on her clothes.

"Hey," Sfao said, "don't you believe me?"

"Of course, Sfaol. I believe you, yes." She cleared her throat, nodded, and then showed that well-trained neutral happy expression, "Thank you for your help."

"It's okay. Let me know if there is anything else." Sfao said and walked to the elevator.After the elevator door opened, the person standing inside was Hisoka, wearing a white dress with gold trim, with teardrops and stars drawn under his eyes.

They looked at each other for a while, and Sfao was frozen in place by those omniscient yellow eyes.Hisoka took a step forward, but Shifao still couldn't move, his heart was beating violently in his chest, like a drum beating, so that he could only hear the sound of bang-bang-bang.

TheystaredatotherforalongmomentandShifaunfeltfrozeninplacebytheall-too-knowingyelloweyes.

Hisoka's aura is dark, deep, almost bottomless.His power is so great that Sfaol remembered the first time he saw the Sky Tower when he was a child.He stood at the bottom of this magnificent building, looking up at the sky.He couldn't even see the top; the building was so tall it disappeared into the blue sky.He stood there dazedly looking up for a long time, trying to make sense of the colossus.

Hisoka is so powerful too.

Shifao bowed his head, "Master Hisoka. I'm sorry."

He took a few steps back and walked around Hisoka.The elevator doors were closed, and he pressed the button to reopen the doors.He heard the crisp sound of Hisoka's high heels tapping on the corridor as Hisoka left.When he stepped into the elevator, he heard Hisoka's voice, light and playful, "Okay, okay, I'll give you autographs, of course." A group of little girls screamed in unison.

Sfao returned to his basement and immediately quit his job.As a child, the only thing he longed for was to see the top of the tower.

Now that he has seen the top of the tower, he never wants to fall.

It was two days before Illumi realized that the stalking had ended forever.Sitting at the kitchen bar, he watched Hisoka flip through the takeout menu. "The head of the security department who followed you disappeared."

"Hmm." Hisoka read the menu, fumbling along a page with his fingers.

"Did you kill him?"

"No. I frightened him."

"Oh?" Illumi tilted his head, his black hair brushed against his cheek like a waterfall.

Hisoka put down the menu, leaned over and put his hands on the table, "I just looked at him. That's it." His eyes almost became a thin line, his lips were pursed, and his smile was exaggerated.

"It's not scary."

"You don't find it scary because we are friends." Hisoka returned to his normal expression and picked up the menu again.

"We are not friends." Illumi replied immediately without thinking.When Hisoka didn't reply, Illumi opened his eyes slightly.It was a really meaningful meal.Then he said, "Oh." He looked Hisoka up and down, "We're sort of friends."

"Thank you for noticing." Hisoka took the phone from the kitchen wall, "I want Mongolian grilled chicken, do you want it too?"

Illumi put his elbows on the bar, leaned over and looked, "Yes." After speaking, he sat in the kitchen, frowning, looking sullen.

"Don't worry," Hisoka put the phone up to his ear, "I won't tell anyone. I hate being targeted too. How often do you usually get attacked?"

"Unless it's a particularly serious crisis, I won't count." Illumi began to count in his head, and there were always a dozen times a year.

"How often do you have a particularly serious crisis?"

"Hmm..." He raised a hand and counted his fingers, "On average, once a month."

The other end of the phone must have been connected, because Hisoka turned around and said, "Hello, two orders, thank you. Suite 244. Uh-huh. Um. Mongolian grilled chicken. Ah, wait," he looked at Illumi , "What kind of rice do you like?"

"brown rice."

"One part brown rice, one part white rice," Hisoka said. "Oh—and a milkshake, chocolate flavored, um, with more chocolate chips. Uh huh. Um, good."

After hanging up the phone, Illumi leaned over and said, "I want a chocolate milkshake too."

"It's for you."

Illumi looked at him blankly.

Hisoka explained, "I ordered it for you."

"what."

Neither of them said anything.

"Next time I'll add two chocolate chips," Illumi said.

"I'll remember," Hisoka said.

The photo of Hisoka that the clumsy photographer took last time has now been played on a loop in the commercials for the Olympia Fighting Tournament, which is only three weeks away, and the marketing is booming.

No matter where he went, he could see Hisoka's face, and Illumi felt that his eyes had been raped by this advertisement.Probably the most annoying part is that Hisoka doesn't seem to notice it at all, because he doesn't watch TV and only reads pornographic books.There is a bus with his mugshot printed on the side of the road, but he will never be seen again.Illumi had to endure Hisoka's eyes in the advertisement three steps away, even to buy a donut.

Illumi was annoyed that Hisoka was not disturbed at all.

While setting up his new phone, Illumi received a message from a number he didn't recognize.He opened the mail and looked at it.And, yes, Hisoka's face, and the date of the Olympia fight.Photos of other opponents flashed on the screen one after another.

Less than an hour after I bought this phone, I got spam promoting that idiot clown.He must have been targeted for publicity, since his current registered address is the Sky Arena.

Annoyed, he ran his fingernail across the phone screen and deleted the message.He sat back and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In the past few days after returning from Youkexin City, Yilumi has already drawn several conclusions.

1. He doesn't like Sky Arena and Sky Tower.It's fancy, loud, and cheap.

2. Hisoka is his friend.This puts him in the important group, and Illumi will base their current relationship on mutual understanding and respect.Their current relationship included an element of power and control, whether Hisoka noticed it or not.

1. Youkexin City is more suitable for long-term living, although it is also more expensive.The standard of living there is also higher.

Of course he will leave this tower and move to Youkexin City, maybe he can also politely ask Hisoka to move with him, so that they can continue to exist as allies and friends.But on the contrary, Illumi believes that the best way is to manipulate the situation until the goal is achieved.That way there was no risk of Hisoka coming to argue with him.

Illumi knows what's best, and he doesn't like to explain it himself.Probably because he is used to playing the role of the elder brother in the Beating Enemy Hakka family, so that he is used to authority in all matters, however—this decision cannot be refuted.

He and Hisoka are going to move to Youkexin City.

In another room of the apartment, Hisoka shivered.

"Are you going to practice for the competition?" Illumi walked into Hisoka's bedroom without knocking.Hisoka sat in front of the mirror, his hands covered in jelly (Illumi hoped it was jelly).He stared at Illumi for a while, then turned his head and continued applying hairspray in the mirror until his hair stood up to his satisfaction.

"Should be, why not?"

"Is your goal to win?" Illumi sat beside Hisoka's bed.Hisoka turned his head to look at him again, and then continued to arrange his hair in front of the mirror.

"No."

"Then what is your purpose?"

"The schedule is set, I have to beat two more guys to face XOXO. She is my favorite."

"XOXO?" Illumi put his hands behind his back and sank into Hisoka's soft plush bed.

Hisoka glanced at him again, then said to the mirror, "She's the landlord of the 238th floor." Hisoka was the landlord of the 244th floor, when numbers don't do a good job of indicating the difference in grading or strength. "She is an enhancement system."

"Ha," said Illumi, "your favorite."

"We are all fraternal." Hisoka laughed approvingly.

"Once you defeat her, what are you going to do?" Illumi pressed.He took out his phone to look for the schedule, to see how the Olympia Fighting Tournament schedule worked.When Hisoka defeated XOXO, he had to prepare for the final.He could win a penthouse suite in the Sky Tower.

Hisoka was still brushing his hair, shrugged, "Nothing."

Illumi looked up, "Are you not interested in the suite on the 250th floor?"

"I'm not interested in the rest of the finalists," Hisoka explained. "The rest of the hosts are not very interesting."

Illumi could have asked him for further clarification, but he had already agreed.He had looked over and over the profiles of those opponents in the adverts, and none seemed to deserve the endless fanatical praise they had.Of course, Illumi felt the same for XOXO.She's one of the only two women eligible to compete in the Olympia, which is kind of funny, but that's about it.

Probably Hisoka's interest lies elsewhere.Illumi asked, "Are you sexually interested in her?"

This sentence made Hisoka turn to look at him.He turned around directly, raised his eyebrows and looked over.Illumi sat on his bed with her legs spread apart, her hands propped behind her back, her hair was disheveled on her shoulders, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

Hisoka slowly passed away the moment of silence, looking Illumi up and down without any amusement, "Why do you ask, Illumi. You talk more than usual today. What do you want? ?”

Yilumi didn't move, she still leaned there lazily, but spread her legs further, "No."

Hisoka conjured up a card between his fingers, and after a slight flash, he threw it at Illumi with all his strength.Illumi caught it with both hands before the card brushed his nose.Because of this surprise attack, without support, he fell directly on Hisoka's bed.

"You're right. I should practice. Are you coming?" Hisoka asked, standing up.

"Okay." Illumi jumped off the bed and handed the card to Hisoka.Hisoka took the card, shook it between his fingers, and it turned into green smoke with a puff.

The training ground is at the other end of the suite in the Sky Tower, with a total of ten floors.Enter from the entrance on the [-]th floor, which is only open to the owner.Of course, the janitor was an idiot, and Illumi slipped in without any trouble.

Walking into the training ground, he blinked in surprise.The ten floors of venues have a panoramic view, and each floor is connected by stairs, and there is also a sightseeing elevator that connects the running trails leading to each floor.One wall is a glass wall that runs through the tenth floor, overlooking the entire city, while the other wall leads to the suites of the various owners.

This is much more touching than anything else in the Sky Tower.This was the thing that made Illumi feel most at home since he left the manor.This training ground is about the same size as the gymnasium in the Beating Enemy Manor, and it is also full of features.Cross-country training, weightlifting, swimming pool, boxing ring, meditation lounge, spa, weapons room—there seems to be it all here.

"You look happy," Hisoka said.He switched to another clown costume this time—a pink base with purple accents and flat shoes.Apparently it was sportswear to him.

"This field is too spacious for 20 fighters." Illumi looked up and down the facilities in the field as he walked forward.

"Additional benefits." Hisoka shrugged.

"Do you want to fight?" Illumi pointed to the fighting ring on the third floor. "Of course." Hisoka signaled Illumi to take the lead.They climbed the stairs together, and several other practicing fighters in the arena looked down at them from upstairs.Hisoka has never been to the practice range since he became the landlord.You can feel the tension in him just by looking at him.

"No moves," Illumi said, "only the most basic chanting."

"it is good."

"No weapons?" Illumi lit up the needle in his hand.

"Well...no need." Hisoka nodded and said.

"If you fall to the ground, you will lose. Whoever can knock down the opponent first will win. Two wins in three games." He used the usual rules when training his younger brothers.Only when they were ordered to kill Illumi could they use their full strength, because they would never be able to knock Illumi to the ground.Hisoka nodded OK.

"Sounds interesting." Hisoka smiled and walked to the other side of the ring.The cushion in the middle of the field was slightly dented, and the edge a few meters away was still flat.Illumi stood opposite him, looking at each other from afar.

"Good. Go."

As soon as the words fell, he had disappeared without a trace.

"I really like to fight against killers," Hisoka said in a deep and sullen voice, and the smile on his face became more wanton.His eyes followed the jumping Illumi, "Their speed is so fast."

Illumi responded with a flying kick aimed at Hisoka's face from top to bottom, but the magician dodged it. Illumi kicked directly onto the cushion, and the whole floor shook, and the steel above The beams rustled down to dust.

Hisoka laughed.Illumi grinned.

They're going to ruin this place.

Suddenly, they all moved quickly, but they didn't fight each other.Until Hisoka saw the opportunity, he feigned a right uppercut, and when Illumi dodged in the opposite direction, he raised his knee and kicked Illumi's abdomen with all his strength.He was kicked so that he flew off the stage and hit the wall board so hard that the plaster on the wall was shattered and fell on him like rain.

Illumi stood up and Hisoka smiled at him.Illumi smiled back.

They jumped at the same time, engaged in mid-air, and elbowed each other.

The other fighters in the practice range ran to the edge of their field to watch their fight.A young man took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Dick, come to the driving range quickly, trust me." He stopped talking, because this time it was Hisoka who was hit flying, and turned over several times against the floor, and it was back and forth. The kind of rolling, until the railings on the edge of the fighting ring to prevent people from falling and falling to death are installed.Hisoka almost slipped out, grabbed the metal railing, and stood up with a single thrust.

When he let go, there was a noticeable dent in the metal railing.

The young man gasped at the phone, "Run here, now!"

"You should use language tactics." Illumi suggested.

"Oh?" Hisoka patted the ashes on his knees.

"You used to use words to provoke when you fought in the past, and you should do the same when you fight with me."

"Why? Can't I beat you without talking? Dear Illumi, are you stronger than me?"

"Yes. I am stronger than you." Illumi turned his shoulders.

"You're faster than me?" Hisoka said as he walked towards him.

"Yes." Illumi also stepped forward.

"Are you smarter than me?" He moved closer.

"Yes." They got closer and closer.

"Are you just as good in bed?" They were almost nose to nose now.

When Illumi showed that nasty expression again, Hisoka enjoyed it and threw a punch at the same time.This punch hit Illumi's stomach, and he had to take a few steps back. Hisoka took this opportunity to put his other hand on his throat and pin him to the ground.

Illumi was pressed to the ground and narrowed his eyes.

Hisoka smiled and said, "I used rhetoric and tactics."

Round one: Hisoka wins.

Illumi's frustration was so obvious that Hisoka's eyes widened.Illumi raised his legs violently and clamped Hisoka's waist, and locked his sides with his arms.

"If you can overwhelm me again," Illumi said, "I'll kiss you."

"Oh, Illumi," Hisoka moaned.Get a copy, but it is also a double-edged sword. "Okay, but I'm good at fighting in tough situations."

"Let's wait and see." Illumi said, twisting his body vigorously and turning over, kicking Hisoka with unprecedented force, and hitting the wall directly.

Upstairs, a crowd of onlookers looked back and forth, "Did they just talk about kissing?"

"I don't know, I can't hear you clearly," said a woman, "Did Hisoka show something?"

"His speed is too fast, I can't see clearly." Everyone leaned on the railing trying to see more clearly.

Illumi struck from behind and grabbed Hisoka's wrist, knocking him down on the cushion with shocking gravity.overwhelming.

Round Two: Illumi wins.

They parted and once again stood on either side of the cushions.

Illumi disappeared like in the first round, and Hisoka raised his arm, and Illumi slammed into it with a bang; it was a matchup of unstoppable force and immobile defense.The shock wave oscillated in the entire space until they separated again.

"You've been trying to seduce me ever since you entered my room," Hisoka said.

Illumi blinked innocently, "I didn't."

"You are not very good at this, you are too dull."

"I didn't—" Illumi suddenly realized that his defense was tantamount to admitting, "Oh, shit." He was the one who showed his feet.Illumi narrowed his eyes. "I'm testing a theory."

"What kind of theory is that?" Hisoka looked like he was going crazy, and laughed wantonly.

"It's a secret," Illumi said.

"I'm going to win this round," Hisoka said. "Do you know that I have the ability to see everything?"

Illumi raised his hand and untied the rubber band tied around his hair.He slowly removed the rubber roll, then shook his hair, and the long black hair shook out elegant wavy lines.Hisoka licked his lips, feeling the heat in his lower abdomen beating constantly.

One of the onlookers upstairs asked, "Is he Hisoka's...husband?"

"His name is Illumi Beat the Enemy. Some say he's living with Hisoka now."

"Beat the enemy? Does he have anything to do with Qi Ya?"

"Who?"

"That white-haired kid who came in last year. Remember—that's why we stuffed the vending machines with desserts."

"Oh. He and the boy with the volcano head."

"Little Jay."

"Didn't Xiaojie fight Hisoka?"

"I'm really curious how these people met."

"The world is such a small place."

Illumi dodged a blow and swung his fist.Hisoka ducked down, and then hit Illumi's chest with his palm.The killer put his chest in his chest, and easily took advantage of it, then hit Hisoka's head with the counterforce, and kicked his spine backwards.

"If you cut it off, you'll jump behind me, thinking that you'll overwhelm me," Hisoka said.Illumi had already jumped up, and when he landed, he kicked Hisoka on the shoulder, and he rolled forward to avoid it, and slipped to the ground by himself, "Now we are facing each other, you will try to hit me."

Illumi was lying on the ground with Hisoka on his body. He wanted to get rid of his power, but once he tightened his fists, he couldn't move anymore—he was trapped.

"It doesn't matter."

"Huh?" Illumi looked at his arm.He couldn't move.He tried the other hand—same result.Be anchored.

Flexible love.Both of his wrists were pinned to the floor.

"You cheated," Illumi said.

"Lying is my shortcoming." Hisoka admitted, he pressed Illumi's fist and overwhelmed him, "But you still fell to the ground."

"what…"

Hisoka's body pressed against him was warm.Illumi's eyes wandered to his lips, then to those piercing yellow eyes.At the same time, they approached each other, their lips pressed together.They parted - and kissed faster again.Hisoka opened his mouth so Illumi could taste him.Like bloody lips, metallic, yet so hot—

Illumi shuddered.Their tongues intertwined, and Illumi let out a breath, letting Hisoka put his full weight on him.He could feel Hisoka's tongue wrapping around his and licking his teeth - he followed Hisoka's rhythm, every movement, his belly tightened.

Illumi's hand showed the shape of a sharp claw, and used the skill of digging people's hearts, piercing Hisoka's fist and his palm, but none of them cared, even if they were all out of breath Now, they just breathed two breaths against each other, and then kissed eagerly. They kissed more and more casually, quickly, and panting——

As the blood flowed down their hands, they both kissed more and more crazily, and the smell of blood filled the entire space.

Illumi just wanted to know how distracted Hisoka was by sex.The answer is: quite.But now they were still kissing, and he couldn't stop.He can't stop.Why doesn't he stop?

Stop it, Illumi.

He gasped against Hisoka's lips, which were still stained with their saliva.It felt wet; Illumi was dizzy and couldn't focus.Their teeth brushed against each other as they tilted their heads and kissed, and Illumi took Hisoka's tongue in his mouth, and Hisoka bit his lower lip in return.

Stop it, Illumi.

It was Hisoka who stopped, and he kissed Illumi's tight lips—first at the corner of his mouth, then on the cheek.When parting, Illumi instinctively followed his movements and rubbed Hisoka's nose.

Don't stop, Hisoka.

When he realized what he was doing, Illumi threw his head back and hit the floor straight away.

"Good fight," Hisoka said.

Above them, one of the many onlookers said, "Damn."

Round three: Hisoka wins.