[Hunter] Spider No. 8

Angus stepped into the shallow puddle, and the accumulated water splashed the muddy water of his boots.The rain has stopped, but the small and crooked leaves are still receiving the thin drops.After thinking about it, he decided to speed up and gallop away.

Looking at the small back that disappeared in the blink of an eye, the crowd hidden in a few dilapidated houses started to move sparsely at this time—seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the inherent instinct of Meteor Street people, even if the other party is just A minor under [-].

"Why is this kid so early today?" A man poked his companion and asked in confusion.

"How do I know." His companion pushed the man's hand away angrily, "If that man cares about him, why don't you find more food."

"The speed is getting faster and faster..." The man squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the figure had long since disappeared: "That's great."

It's great to be able to be so powerful and free, without restraint.

"Don't forget that at the beginning, that kid was killed by that—" A bloodthirsty blue-haired golden-eyed bloodthirsty smiling face appeared in the companion's mind, he paused for a moment and then continued to speak vaguely: "How miserable it was."

At the worst time, the white-haired boy was dripping with sticky blood all over his body.

"Severed hands and feet... at least I've seen it five times." The companion shook it irritably and ignored the mud sticking to the soles of his feet for a while, "It's a good thing he can bear it."

This phantom troupe, which has gradually gained fame in recent years, is the strongest phantom troupe in the thirteenth district. Even in Meteor Street, which is full of perverts, it can be called a complete alien.

The man shook his head to get rid of the complicated emotions in his head, put his arms around his companion and said with a smile, "Let's go! It's time for us to set off."

"whispering sound."

After entering Eighth Street in the sixth district, go straight, turn left, turn left again, go straight through a small alley, and finally close your eyes and silently read "Coffee Shop of the Absurd Witch" three times, then open your eyes and turn right into the third alley.

Angus followed the route he remembered one by one, and finally stood at the door of the shop at the end: the name of the shop he was looking for was engraved on the small door plate hanging crookedly.

The coffee shop of the ridiculous witch.

Angus patted his body, and just about to knock on the door with gracefully bent fingers, he found a spider hanging on the doorknob and trying to weave a web.

"..."

Angus let go of his hand in a tangled state. What he has changed in the past few years is not only his height, but also his increasingly serious cleanliness.

He thought for a while, and took a handkerchief out of his pocket.

"..."

The woman who was watching the door with great interest in the house silently raised her forehead: I still love cleanliness so much.

Living in the most garbage place in the world and still being so clean is really a sin.

Forget it.

The woman twisted her long curly hair, and the door suddenly opened by itself, and the thick dust accumulated for a long time fell to the ground together with the frightened spider.

Angus raised his eyebrows.

"Come in." The lazy female voice was pleasant to the ear.

Angus stepped into the house, and the door closed with a snap.

The room was pitch black and nothing could be seen, and while Angus was still trying to keep his eyes wide open, a candle light suddenly lit up, which made him have to close his eyes.

"You're here..."

A beautiful, flamboyant woman appeared in front of Angus with a smile on her face.She leaned lazily on the bench, and a cushion that looked like fox fur fit properly on the back of the chair.

"Hello." Angus bowed politely after adapting to the dim environment, and he smiled again: "I'm here as promised."

He still looks exactly the same as he did two years ago.

Although Angus kept smiling, he was muttering in his heart: This woman is really weird.

The woman, or the absurd witch, picked up the gray hat on the table with great interest and put it on her head, and sat up straight: "Has your wish not changed yet?"

"Yes."

Angus suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart and continued: "The book "The Beauty You Can't Detect" was banned and burned after truthfully recording the rumored seven beauties. My wish is still it."

The witch chuckled: "You are really in love."

Angus glanced at her cautiously: "The magic power of the ridiculous witch can satisfy all your wishes—"

And the witch's voice also overlapped with Angus's: "—as long as you can pay the price."

"Okay." The witch's weird smile made Angus feel an inexplicable chill again. She took off the old hat on her head lightly, waved away a pile of unknown strange things on the table, and put the hat on above.

She continued to laugh and said, "It's a barter. The you two years ago didn't know, but the you today are already prepared."

"Ah." Angus nodded, and then quickly materialized an ice blade, while holding his tall hair, he cut it fiercely: the hair that grew to his waist moved his body weakly in the air , and lay quietly in Angus' hands and never moved again.

"Give you."

Angus readily handed the hair to the witch's desk, and took two steps back while keeping a distance: "Two years ago you told me you wanted my hair, I hope you still think so today."

"Of course..." The witch greedily stared at the long hair on the table: "Your hair is enough..."

Enough is enough, the cursed blood is clearly visible in the hair.

The witch took back her hair, and Angus breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then..." The witch suddenly became serious. She straightened her hat and said to Angus, "Please recite what you want in your heart three times."

"Ah, yes." Angus quickly closed his eyes.

The original version of "Beauty You Can't Know"... the original version of "Beauty You Can't Know"...the original version of "Beauty You Can't Know"...

"All right."

Angus opened his eyes with the witch's rare and serious voice: a book called "The Beauty You Can't Detect" was quietly suspended in front of him.

"Great!" Angus grabbed the book and smiled sincerely.He hugged the book happily, and still did not forget to bow to the witch: "Thank you."

The witch nodded to him, "Welcome next time..."

Her face looked a bit tired, Angus thought, this ability should consume a lot of energy.

But, good to have it.

Before Angus's hand touched the doorknob, his contented joy was shattered by the sudden attacks of flying knives from all directions.

He subconsciously turned his head and quickly jumped away from the door. The candlelight had been blown out by the wind, and Angus, who had returned to the darkness, held the book tightly.

He blinked worriedly, wondering who is this raid that has been in the dark for a long time?

The author has something to say: Once the brain hole is opened, it can't be stopped...

I checked the information today and found out that the seven beauties, except for the fiery red eyes, are all based on fan settings... and ah!No. [-] face of the brigade, I didn't know there was such a person!I haven't followed the comics, and I only read the old version of the animation... I'm really worried_(:з」∠)_