[Comprehensive] The Curse of Love at First Sight

Faced with the familiar and no longer familiar watch, Kurosawa's heart suddenly set off a huge wave.

That watch...why does it look like he's forced to wear it every night while playing games... AI? !

...Could it be that this boy is actually a player who came to his world to do missions? !

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but silently looked at the young man several times, seeing that the other party was still walking on the street casually, he secretly put away his worries.

It should be just a coincidence, let's not talk about why the player wanders the streets so leisurely, his world is just an ordinary world, there is no place that attracts attention at all, it seems that he is thinking too much.

Kurosawa shook his head involuntarily, dispelling the unrealistic fantasy, and then walked towards the market calmly with light steps.

It wasn't until he bought two full bags of hot pot side dishes that he casually glanced at the time with a satisfied smile.

Half an hour has passed, and when we go back now, it happens that Nozaki has finished preparing other meals, so it's just in time.

Thinking of the steaming and fragrant hot pot, Kurosawa could no longer hold back the joy in his heart, and hurried back to Nozaki's house, but when passing by the intersection where he once stood, he found that The figure of a strange boy.

As if for the purpose of strolling, the boy came to the opposite side of the intersection this time, and was squatting down, staring at a few unknown pink wild flowers blooming on the ground.He tilted his head, and on the cheek with burn marks, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, showing a bit of tenderness.

It can be said that it is a coincidence to meet once by chance, but if you meet the second time, it probably has its own destiny.

This idea seemed to be lingering in Kurosawa's mind, he clenched the plastic bag he was carrying, showed his usual elegant smile, and finally turned around and walked towards the boy.

Sensing that someone was approaching, the young man looked over in an instant. When he realized that this was just an ordinary person with no power to restrain his chicken, his expression slowly relaxed again, but those eyes kept following the person who came. action.

"Hello." Out of politeness, Kurosawa put the things he was carrying on the ground, and then he half-bent and greeted the boy, "Do you need any help, because you seem to be quite confused?"

Hearing this, the young man thought about it and nodded, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't make a sound.He frowned as if in doubt, and tried to touch his throat a few more times, but in the end he was still unable to speak.

Kurosawa, who silently watched his movements, guessed secretly: Can't speak?

However, as soon as this idea came to mind, Xiang Fang sighed silently, directly breaking his misunderstanding: "...Sorry, there's nothing wrong."

This voice is clear and cold, just like the white hair on the right, giving people an impression of nobility like snow on an iceberg.

"That's right." Seeing that his actions revealed strangeness everywhere, Kurosawa's doubts gradually deepened, and he couldn't help pointing to the side of the wristwatch on his hand, asking: "Speaking of which, I also have a watch that is exactly the same as yours. Where did you buy it?"

"..." The boy glanced at his wrist, then looked away lightly: "I don't know, someone else gave it to me."

"Coincidentally, me too." Kurosawa looked at him meaningfully: "And you can only wear it when you sleep at night, isn't it amazing?"

Hearing the information mixed in his words, the boy's eyes immediately changed, and he looked at Kurosawa with surprise. After a while, he slowly stood up and touched his watch with one hand: "You too, Are you forced to do missions here?"

"...Sure enough, you too." Seeing that things were really as he expected, Kurosawa couldn't help sighing, also stood up straight, and stretched out his right hand: "My name is Hibiki Kurosawa, and I'm also a player."

"You don't have anything on your wrist." As if narrating the facts, the boy calmly swept across his wrist, rejecting the friendly handshake with his actions.

"This is because this is my real world, and I have not entered the dream now." Kurosawa didn't care about his vigilance, but withdrew his hand naturally: "If you don't believe me, I can give you Vocabulary that only players can know under popular science, such as lounge, system, point mall and so on."

"Needless to say." The boy nodded to stop his long speech: "My name is Hong Jiaodong, please give me your advice."

Seeing that he finally believed in himself, Kurosawa also heaved a sigh of relief, and the smile on his lips widened: "Since we are all friends who are fighting together, why don't you share your mission this time to see if you can help , maybe what results will be obtained.”

This is a very well-intentioned proposal, presumably any player would accept it without hesitation, but Hong shook his head unexpectedly: "No."

The corners of his mouth stiffened by his straightforward refusal, Kurosawa scratched his face in embarrassment, and in his heart he sighed at the other party's high vigilance.

"It's not that I won't tell you, but I can't tell you." Fortunately, Hong then gave him a reasonable explanation: "There is a requirement for this mission, that is, I can't tell anyone, just like just now, I will suddenly change I can't make a sound, there's nothing I can do."

"If you think about it this way..." Kurosawa held his chin in one hand and fell into deep thought: "It means that this task will be easier to solve if it is said, that is to say, the well-known answer is your task? "

"...Then, boom, why don't you write it down with a pen, or express it with body language, and see if I can see it."

This is a good way. After thinking for a while, Hulujia nodded and accepted. He first picked up the branch lying on the side among the flowers, and moved his wrist in the soft soil.However, just as he started to write, it was as if his whole body was frozen, and he could no longer move a single step.

It wasn't until a full half a minute passed that he breathed a sigh of relief with some cold sweat, and shook his head at Kuisawa: "It should be impossible to write."

Immediately afterwards, he changed another method, first drew a round circle in the soil, then added two ears on it, and then the round eyes, nose and mouth.

Kurosawa quietly watched him carefully draw the animal's appearance, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that there was probably only one kind of such a fat person in his mind, and he couldn't help but clapped his hands and guessed solemnly: "Ah! I Got it, is this a pig?"

Hearing this, Hong's hand that was still painting paused for a moment, as if his whole body was stiff, and he slowly turned his head to look at Kurosawa, with a trace of obvious disappointment mixed in those strange eyes: "... …no."

"Ah... sorry." Seeing the other party's disappointed look, Kurosawa hurriedly took a step back cautiously, just about to change the subject, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a small sound coming from Hong's abdomen. grunt.

boom:"……"

Kurosawa: "..."

He looked at it belatedly, squatting on the spot calmly, as if he didn't hear anything, he couldn't help but suggested, "Want to eat hot pot?"

Looking at him calmly, he nodded.

... Tsk, this guy is really damn cute.

It was obviously a very natural action, but it was abruptly made cute and cute by Boom, which instantly poked Kurosawa's heart of liking for small animals, and gave him a critical blow.

"Then let's go together, but there will be two ordinary friends there later, as long as you don't mind." He suggested with a smile.

"Thank you very much." Hong first bowed respectfully to Kuisawa, then naturally picked up the two bags of vegetables that Kuisawa had put on the ground just now, and explained seriously: "When I first arrived here, I was in a state of having nothing. It was a great help, and I will return it to you when I earn money."

Look, this looks like a sensible and polite boy!

Now Kurosawa can be said to be more and more satisfied with Hong Zhen, although his hair color is a bit strange, but this does not affect the favorability of the other party in his heart. alright."

After all, he glanced at Hong who was covered with both hands, and extended his right palm intimately, motioning for him to pass things over.

Originally, I bought things by myself, but I felt sorry for being taken by others.

However, Hong was stunned by his very obvious movement, staring silently at the white palm for three seconds, then suddenly put all the things in both hands on the right hand, and the free left hand reached it very naturally. Kurosawa's right palm.

The moment the skin touched, the person who was stunned became Kurosawa: ...

He blinked his eyes inexplicably, seeing the calm expression on his face when he naturally turned into holding hands, his mood became a little subtle for a while.

... No, no matter how you look at it, this action is meant to help him carry things, not to mention that he took a special look at the plastic bag.

So could it be that Hong actually understood this meaning, and did so deliberately because he wanted to hold hands with him.

But it doesn't make sense for two people who meet for the first time!

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt, Kurosawa finally couldn't help asking: "...Why are you holding hands?"

"..." After a pause, Hong asked hesitantly: "...Isn't it the meaning of holding hands?"

"……no."

"……Oh."

"..."

"..."

Feeling the embarrassing conversation above, Kurosawa covered his face with one hand, and finally confirmed one thing:

The handsome guy who looks very ruthless - Hong Jiao Dong, is actually a natural fool.

He took a look at the adorable Hong who was still in a state of ignorance, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. After finally suppressing his smile, he took the initiative to take a plastic bag and patted Hong's. Shoulder: "Okay, it's a lot easier for you now. Let's go quickly, it will take about 10 minutes."

"Okay." Only then did Bo be belatedly understand the meaning of that hand. Thinking of his bold action that caused misunderstanding just now, he couldn't help but blushed at the tips of his ears, and blocked the rising temperature with his arm uncomfortably. cheek, quickly followed behind Kurosawa.

Speaking of which, at the moment when the fingers touched just now, there seemed to be an inexplicable emotion sprouting in the bottom of my heart...

As soon as he thought of this incident, the heat on his cheeks heated up a lot, and his heart was beating happily.

As for Kurosawa, who was still thinking about how to explain to Nozaki and Mikoshiba that he picked up a looter on the way, he didn't notice his wavering at all, and the two walked for a while in relative silence. After recovering, he pointed to an apartment above and introduced: "That's the home of my friend Nozaki. When I introduce myself later, I just say that we are classmates in elementary school."

"En." At this moment, Hong has returned to his normal mind, and has become that cold-looking young man again.

Kurosawa couldn't help but feel relieved that he didn't talk too much. After all, the more he said, the more mistakes he made. Although Nozaki and Mikoshiba were idiots, there was no guarantee that there would be no mistakes.

"I'm back." Skillfully pushed open the door, Kuisawa smiled at Hong behind him, and shouted loudly into the room: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"Well, it's really been a long wait." Nozaki, who was wearing an apron, greeted him calmly: "If we don't come back, our meal will be changed to stewed Kurosawa in an iron pot."

"...Forgive me, because I met a friend on the road and wasted time." Kurosawa twitched the corners of his mouth at this terrible dish and didn't dare to think about it, so he turned sideways to reveal Hong's figure : "His name is Hong Jiaodong, my elementary school classmate, who is running away from home now, and has no money with him, so I brought him back on my own initiative. Do you mind, Nozaki?"

"Well, of course it doesn't matter." Nozaki put his eyes on the half-red and half-white hair carefully observed for a moment, and then asked with great interest: "Is this hair dyed, it's very distinctive. "

Hong took off his shoes, nodded politely to Nozaki, and explained calmly: "No, this is a natural color."

Nozaki: "..."

Born... Is there any magical person in this world who is born with two hair colors? !

Seeing that he was silent, Hong explained in detail: "Because my mother's hair color is white, my father's hair color is red, and my mother's personality is... well."

He was still explaining eloquently, while Kurosawa, who carefully observed Nozaki's inquiring eyes, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and quickly covered his mouth to prevent the other party from leaking the secret, He tried his best to come back with a dry smile: "Ha, of course he was joking with you again, let alone you believed Nozaki."

"So that's how it is." The light in Nozaki's eyes immediately dimmed: "I thought I found precious materials, I was really careless."

Fortunately, I believe it.

Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his palm.

But when everyone is happy, Hong is still silently insisting on his own truth: "I'm not playing around..."

"Boom!" At this critical moment, Kurosawa hurriedly yelled, directly interrupting Hong's unfinished words.

He suddenly leaned over and grabbed Hong's shoulders, made a beheading gesture, his eyes were fierce, and he squeezed out a few words fiercely from between his teeth: "You are joking, aren't you!"

Seeing his terrifying expression as if he was about to kill someone, Hong finally shut his mouth truthfully and nodded slowly.