[Hunter] Spider No. 8
Chapter 17
Kuroro slowly opened his eyes.
It was midnight at this time, and he was the only one still leaning on his seat in the empty base hall.The candle that was still slowly burning next to it finally couldn't hold it anymore, and with a "poof", it told the others the last words.
Kuroro fell into darkness again.
He stretched out a hand slowly and moved his already long bangs.There was only a slight "pricking" sound in the air, and the shattered hair fell down on his legs.
Reading until falling asleep is not very easy for him, after all, he prefers a soft and comfortable bed to a hard chair.
Moreover, with his strength, he can gain insight into his surroundings even in a light sleep.
So the fact that he fell asleep for no reason and had a dream seemed even more unusual.
Chrollo had a dream.
In the dream, someone kept asking him questions.
That's strange, Kuroro is a little confused: the gender of the questioner can't be heard, and the direction of his/her voice can't be determined.
And suspiciously, his/her questions basically revolve around Angus.
Those who can?
Kuroro immediately denied this: he never felt a strange breath.
Besides, I haven't left the base these days.Kurollo propped his chin with one hand suspiciously: Could it be Angus again?
Having said that, he has been surprisingly quiet these past few days.
Except for training, he only stayed in his own room, and only Feitan and Pike paid attention to him after his false mask was exposed.
Kuroro remembered Angus who came to apologize not long ago, holding a bowl of ice in his hand, and said flatteringly, "If there is jam, I can make a fruit smoothie for you to eat."
...what is a fruit smoothie?
Kuroro put down the hand that supported his head, straightened his body and blinked: it's time to find some books on recipes.
In fact, it is very obvious that Angus is a child from outside.
And when he thought about robbing him to be a spider at the beginning, it might not be without consideration in this regard.After all, it is impossible for the Phantom Troupe to stay on Meteor Street forever.
And a member who has lived in the outside world will also help the brigade a lot.
Thinking of this, Kuroro pulled back the thoughts that had strayed a long time ago, and rethought his dreams.
Is this Angus' ability?
After all—Krollo raised his head and glanced at the closed bedroom door at the corner of the second floor. If I heard correctly, the soft sound just now came from Angus' room.
Still awake at this time... that's even more worrying.
Kuroro stood up, shook off everything that was running in his mind, and was about to go outside to relax.After all, in this rare and comfortable night with gentle breeze, even the pressure of high temperature has been reduced by more than half.
He left the base.
"Yo, Chrollo."
Before he had walked two steps, Kuroro heard the call of a regiment member who never called him captain.
Kuroro raised his head indifferently, and said to Angus who was waving excitedly at him: "Call me the leader."
"what?"
Angus, who was squatting on the window eaves, pretended not to hear what he was saying. He jumped down from the window eaves in one go, and then a slide appeared out of nowhere. Foot on the ground.
"It's too troublesome." Kurollo looked at the frozen ladder slowly disappearing into the air: "You can jump directly from this height."
Although, the joint position and length of these ice appearances are just right.His qualifications and hard work are indeed excellent.
"That would stain my clothes." Angus tugged at his collar annoyedly, "It was hard for me to think of a way to stop Feitan from ruining my clothes."
"Oh?" Kuroro and Angus walked side by side, and under the moonlight, the buds sprouting everywhere were gently swaying.
"What are you going to do?"
"Just strip off."
"..."
It was rare for Kuroro to be choked, and his eyes stayed on the complacent child.
"What are you laughing at?" Putting away his bared teeth, Angus quickly followed in a strange way.
"It's nothing."
Kuroro put away his smile and stopped talking.He has an upright face, calm and calm, elegant demeanor, black hair and black eyes add to his color, in fact, the finishing touch.
This is really unfair, he is obviously just a criminal bandit leader.
Angus was stunned for a moment, then strode towards Kuroro in big strides, trotted a few times, and then kept up with Kuroro's pace.
"Kurolo, you look so pretty when you smile."
And the person who was praised just raised his eyebrows: "Call me Captain, Angus."
"Why? There is no such provision in the group rules."
"So you can hear me now?"
As soon as the words fell, Angus widened his big eyes and shouted excitedly: "Krollo, your hair is shining!"
"..."
Kuroro began to wonder whether all the children in the world were so disobedient, or Angus was the only one who was so difficult to communicate with.
Angus stared closely at the top of Kuroro's head. He shot quickly and grabbed the corner of Kuroro's clothes with all his strength-this almost didn't break Kuroro's neck, who was subconsciously preparing to make a move.
"Krollo! I want to touch it!"
"Touch what?"
Even Kuroro, who has always been rational and never lost his temper, was very displeased by Angus's lack of thinking at this time.He frowned, and his eyes were still entangled in the fingers that were pulling the hem of his clothes: "Angus, let go."
"Krollo." Angus deliberately increased the volume, "Krollo!"
Angus let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, but before Kuroro could heave a sigh of relief, he stretched out his hand again and whispered, "Don't move."
This time, the child who was less than Kuroro's waist tightly grabbed the hand of the black-haired and black-eyed boy.
"!"
Kuroro obviously felt that something was wrong with him. When Angus called his name, he felt that he was dazed for a moment, and the following sentence "don't move" was like an order, and he really stopped. Want to move.
He didn't even want to pull out his hand—even though his subconscious kept screaming "Kill him".
——Kill him, no one has ever been so close to him alive.
Kuroro's eyes widened in disbelief.
--kill him.
From feeling the lower than normal body temperature in the palm of his hand, to the "plop plop" heartbeat slowly approaching his chest, Kuroro has never experienced these.
--kill him.
No living person could safely come this close to him.
Kuroro calmly watched Angus' face approaching him little by little.The short child even began to stand on tiptoe, trying to stretch his five fingers upwards.
What was he thinking about?What does he want to do?What is he doing?
This was the first time that Kurolo couldn't figure out what other people were thinking at all.
He moved his fingers and decided to stand still first.
On
After a few seconds of Angus's hand approaching Kuroro's white forehead bit by bit, finally, taking advantage of the moment when the child was trying to grab something, Kuroro quickly stepped back a few meters.
That is, in the blink of an eye.
"Ah, fly away."
Kuroro followed Angus' line of sight and looked not far away: it was a dancing butterfly.She twirled, jumped, and struggled to reach out to the endless night sky.
Angus was obsessed with savoring this moment: under the favor of the moonlight, this shiny blue black spot butterfly quietly left.It is free and unrestricted, until death.
"Angus." Kuroro called out to the child who was about to run with the butterfly: "Why don't you explain it?"
Your ability is really problematic.
"Krollo, do you believe me?" Angus avoided answering, ignoring the wanton murderous intent, and asked back.
"Believe."
Kuroro maintained his killing intent, and replied unexpectedly and neatly: "I will give my team members absolute trust, and I believe in you."
Angus obviously didn't expect his team leader to give the answer so simply. He was still hesitating, and the pitiful look on his face made Kurolo sigh again: This is indeed a child who has not yet left the ranks of cubs. .
"Remember the other ability I mentioned?"
Angus finally made up his mind and confessed honestly: "Actually, I can still see the world he sees through the eyes of the person being controlled. And those who are stronger than me, I can also influence their decisions. their emotions."
I don't know if the moonlight is too gentle, Angus is too frank, or it is so simple that he gave up the idea of doing it.Kuroro's killing intent faded away, and the air slowly returned to calm.
"Like just controlling me?" Kuroro finally nodded after listening to the stuttering explanation: "Very useful ability."
Does the level of ability release vary for people of different levels?
"Angus, perhaps you are suitable for interrogation."
"Huh?" Angus stared blankly at Kuroro, he didn't understand why the topic changed so quickly.
"Aren't you angry?"
The child followed Kurolo who had turned his head back to the base in a few steps. He carefully stretched his head and straightened his neck, trying to see the true emotions of this pensive black-haired boy.
"Angry?" Kuroro turned to look at the poor boy in doubt, "Why are you angry?"
"Because you tried to control me and succeeded?"
"No, I won't be angry because of this. Even if one day I am killed by you, it will only be the end of my own incompetence."
Kuroro continued forward casually: "It has nothing to do with you."
Angus stopped the steps he was about to take.
It has nothing to do with me...?
He muttered to himself, "That's why I hate Meteor Street so much."
This world that doesn't understand emotions matches the original me so well.
The author has something to say: I'm shrinking from you, I've just written so much in the past few days, Kakaka + lazy cancer is really ecstasy...
It was midnight at this time, and he was the only one still leaning on his seat in the empty base hall.The candle that was still slowly burning next to it finally couldn't hold it anymore, and with a "poof", it told the others the last words.
Kuroro fell into darkness again.
He stretched out a hand slowly and moved his already long bangs.There was only a slight "pricking" sound in the air, and the shattered hair fell down on his legs.
Reading until falling asleep is not very easy for him, after all, he prefers a soft and comfortable bed to a hard chair.
Moreover, with his strength, he can gain insight into his surroundings even in a light sleep.
So the fact that he fell asleep for no reason and had a dream seemed even more unusual.
Chrollo had a dream.
In the dream, someone kept asking him questions.
That's strange, Kuroro is a little confused: the gender of the questioner can't be heard, and the direction of his/her voice can't be determined.
And suspiciously, his/her questions basically revolve around Angus.
Those who can?
Kuroro immediately denied this: he never felt a strange breath.
Besides, I haven't left the base these days.Kurollo propped his chin with one hand suspiciously: Could it be Angus again?
Having said that, he has been surprisingly quiet these past few days.
Except for training, he only stayed in his own room, and only Feitan and Pike paid attention to him after his false mask was exposed.
Kuroro remembered Angus who came to apologize not long ago, holding a bowl of ice in his hand, and said flatteringly, "If there is jam, I can make a fruit smoothie for you to eat."
...what is a fruit smoothie?
Kuroro put down the hand that supported his head, straightened his body and blinked: it's time to find some books on recipes.
In fact, it is very obvious that Angus is a child from outside.
And when he thought about robbing him to be a spider at the beginning, it might not be without consideration in this regard.After all, it is impossible for the Phantom Troupe to stay on Meteor Street forever.
And a member who has lived in the outside world will also help the brigade a lot.
Thinking of this, Kuroro pulled back the thoughts that had strayed a long time ago, and rethought his dreams.
Is this Angus' ability?
After all—Krollo raised his head and glanced at the closed bedroom door at the corner of the second floor. If I heard correctly, the soft sound just now came from Angus' room.
Still awake at this time... that's even more worrying.
Kuroro stood up, shook off everything that was running in his mind, and was about to go outside to relax.After all, in this rare and comfortable night with gentle breeze, even the pressure of high temperature has been reduced by more than half.
He left the base.
"Yo, Chrollo."
Before he had walked two steps, Kuroro heard the call of a regiment member who never called him captain.
Kuroro raised his head indifferently, and said to Angus who was waving excitedly at him: "Call me the leader."
"what?"
Angus, who was squatting on the window eaves, pretended not to hear what he was saying. He jumped down from the window eaves in one go, and then a slide appeared out of nowhere. Foot on the ground.
"It's too troublesome." Kurollo looked at the frozen ladder slowly disappearing into the air: "You can jump directly from this height."
Although, the joint position and length of these ice appearances are just right.His qualifications and hard work are indeed excellent.
"That would stain my clothes." Angus tugged at his collar annoyedly, "It was hard for me to think of a way to stop Feitan from ruining my clothes."
"Oh?" Kuroro and Angus walked side by side, and under the moonlight, the buds sprouting everywhere were gently swaying.
"What are you going to do?"
"Just strip off."
"..."
It was rare for Kuroro to be choked, and his eyes stayed on the complacent child.
"What are you laughing at?" Putting away his bared teeth, Angus quickly followed in a strange way.
"It's nothing."
Kuroro put away his smile and stopped talking.He has an upright face, calm and calm, elegant demeanor, black hair and black eyes add to his color, in fact, the finishing touch.
This is really unfair, he is obviously just a criminal bandit leader.
Angus was stunned for a moment, then strode towards Kuroro in big strides, trotted a few times, and then kept up with Kuroro's pace.
"Kurolo, you look so pretty when you smile."
And the person who was praised just raised his eyebrows: "Call me Captain, Angus."
"Why? There is no such provision in the group rules."
"So you can hear me now?"
As soon as the words fell, Angus widened his big eyes and shouted excitedly: "Krollo, your hair is shining!"
"..."
Kuroro began to wonder whether all the children in the world were so disobedient, or Angus was the only one who was so difficult to communicate with.
Angus stared closely at the top of Kuroro's head. He shot quickly and grabbed the corner of Kuroro's clothes with all his strength-this almost didn't break Kuroro's neck, who was subconsciously preparing to make a move.
"Krollo! I want to touch it!"
"Touch what?"
Even Kuroro, who has always been rational and never lost his temper, was very displeased by Angus's lack of thinking at this time.He frowned, and his eyes were still entangled in the fingers that were pulling the hem of his clothes: "Angus, let go."
"Krollo." Angus deliberately increased the volume, "Krollo!"
Angus let go of the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, but before Kuroro could heave a sigh of relief, he stretched out his hand again and whispered, "Don't move."
This time, the child who was less than Kuroro's waist tightly grabbed the hand of the black-haired and black-eyed boy.
"!"
Kuroro obviously felt that something was wrong with him. When Angus called his name, he felt that he was dazed for a moment, and the following sentence "don't move" was like an order, and he really stopped. Want to move.
He didn't even want to pull out his hand—even though his subconscious kept screaming "Kill him".
——Kill him, no one has ever been so close to him alive.
Kuroro's eyes widened in disbelief.
--kill him.
From feeling the lower than normal body temperature in the palm of his hand, to the "plop plop" heartbeat slowly approaching his chest, Kuroro has never experienced these.
--kill him.
No living person could safely come this close to him.
Kuroro calmly watched Angus' face approaching him little by little.The short child even began to stand on tiptoe, trying to stretch his five fingers upwards.
What was he thinking about?What does he want to do?What is he doing?
This was the first time that Kurolo couldn't figure out what other people were thinking at all.
He moved his fingers and decided to stand still first.
On
After a few seconds of Angus's hand approaching Kuroro's white forehead bit by bit, finally, taking advantage of the moment when the child was trying to grab something, Kuroro quickly stepped back a few meters.
That is, in the blink of an eye.
"Ah, fly away."
Kuroro followed Angus' line of sight and looked not far away: it was a dancing butterfly.She twirled, jumped, and struggled to reach out to the endless night sky.
Angus was obsessed with savoring this moment: under the favor of the moonlight, this shiny blue black spot butterfly quietly left.It is free and unrestricted, until death.
"Angus." Kuroro called out to the child who was about to run with the butterfly: "Why don't you explain it?"
Your ability is really problematic.
"Krollo, do you believe me?" Angus avoided answering, ignoring the wanton murderous intent, and asked back.
"Believe."
Kuroro maintained his killing intent, and replied unexpectedly and neatly: "I will give my team members absolute trust, and I believe in you."
Angus obviously didn't expect his team leader to give the answer so simply. He was still hesitating, and the pitiful look on his face made Kurolo sigh again: This is indeed a child who has not yet left the ranks of cubs. .
"Remember the other ability I mentioned?"
Angus finally made up his mind and confessed honestly: "Actually, I can still see the world he sees through the eyes of the person being controlled. And those who are stronger than me, I can also influence their decisions. their emotions."
I don't know if the moonlight is too gentle, Angus is too frank, or it is so simple that he gave up the idea of doing it.Kuroro's killing intent faded away, and the air slowly returned to calm.
"Like just controlling me?" Kuroro finally nodded after listening to the stuttering explanation: "Very useful ability."
Does the level of ability release vary for people of different levels?
"Angus, perhaps you are suitable for interrogation."
"Huh?" Angus stared blankly at Kuroro, he didn't understand why the topic changed so quickly.
"Aren't you angry?"
The child followed Kurolo who had turned his head back to the base in a few steps. He carefully stretched his head and straightened his neck, trying to see the true emotions of this pensive black-haired boy.
"Angry?" Kuroro turned to look at the poor boy in doubt, "Why are you angry?"
"Because you tried to control me and succeeded?"
"No, I won't be angry because of this. Even if one day I am killed by you, it will only be the end of my own incompetence."
Kuroro continued forward casually: "It has nothing to do with you."
Angus stopped the steps he was about to take.
It has nothing to do with me...?
He muttered to himself, "That's why I hate Meteor Street so much."
This world that doesn't understand emotions matches the original me so well.
The author has something to say: I'm shrinking from you, I've just written so much in the past few days, Kakaka + lazy cancer is really ecstasy...
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