[Hunter] Spider No. 8

The day is getting brighter.

The faint sound of Xixisuo was amplified infinitely in the silent forest, which immediately woke up the sleepy Angus.I saw that his eyes were hazy, and after yawning, he continued to cover his eyes with his hands, refusing to get up.

But... today's pillow seems to be different from usual?

Too much?

"Don't touch." Kuroro pressed the hand that was making trouble on his leg, leaned lazily on the tree trunk and said, "Get up when you wake up."

—Wait, this voice?

Angus was so frightened that he got up, and his legs were weak and slipped in the middle.

It happened that this scene was seen by the knight, which made him burst into laughter.But even though he was being mercilessly ridiculed by his companions, Angus couldn't protest: after all, his little head was about to explode.

"I...you...it's not me..." Angus remained silent as he faced Kuroro's increasingly cold face.

The first thing you say when you wake up?

Kuroro ignored the stinky brat who was peeking at him carefully, hammered his already numb leg, tried to bend it up, put it down, and bend it up again.

Angus stood beside him anxiously, keeping a good distance from Kuroro.After a brief conversation last night, Kuroro seemed to have figured out something, acquiesced and tolerated his intentional distance.

but--

"I... Shall I rub it for you?" Angus suggested guiltily.

——For the prey that is automatically delivered to the door, there is no option to refuse.

Kuroro glanced at No. [-] coldly, and pretended to be thinking again, until Angus's hopeful little eyes became more intense, then he nodded and stretched out his legs.

Fei Tan passing by gave Xiaogong a look of idiot, but it was a pity that Xiaogong was too dedicated to his work and didn't look up at all.

"..."

I've never seen a person with the ability to have numb legs for such a long time, the brat is so stupid.

Kuroro leaned against the tree trunk in satisfaction, his left leg was bent, and his right leg was placed horizontally.

That's right.

While enjoying Angus' dedicated service, he asked casually, "What did you want to say just now?"

Poor Angus didn't dare to look up, so he had to bury his head and press hard, and replied falteringly: "It's just strange... I obviously slept on that side last night..."

"Oh," Kuroro looked at the rising red sun in the distance, his heart moved for some reason, and he told the truth: "I carried you here."

Angus stopped what he was doing, slowly raised his head, staring straight at Kuroro's eyes that were about to burn violently.

Facing Angus' sudden anger, Kuroro just wanted to sigh.He didn't know which nerve he had poked in the adolescent boy again. After all, this way of sleeping had happened many times in the past three years.

At that time, Angus was still young, and he could not concentrate on reading a book like the energetic Kurolo, and he could not stop all night.So, often in the middle of the night, when Kuroro was concentrating on reading the wonderful things carefully, a certain head would start to tilt to his knees.After a long time, Angus could not stand the continuous complaints of neck pain, so he developed the habit of using Angus as a pillow.

So last night, Kuroro felt a little unaccustomed to seeing his relaxed and unstressed knees: Angus said good night to him after the vigil, and then hid in silence and went to sleep.

I'm not used to it, and I don't like it.

Kuroro looked at Angus, who was curled up tightly against the tree, with his back turned to him, with an unpredictable expression, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes: He never liked his things to be out of control, after all, it was on Meteor Street, It means failure, starvation, death.

"You hug me...?" Angus' trembling voice pulled Kuroro from the distant memories to reality, he stood up and asked, "Why...why did you do this? Why did you want to be my pillow? "

This series of hasty questions seemed to ignite the fire of Angus's firecrackers, his voice became higher and higher, and the inexplicable anger and sadness that could not be concealed in his words surprised Kuroro: "I am not a child! I've grown up! I don't need your special care! Do you understand?!"

I am an existence equal to you!When will you really see this clearly? !

Angus' chest heaved and fell due to anger, and his hands clenched into fists. With Kuroro's eyes, it was easy to see how deep the nails were about to dig into the flesh.

...Are all adolescent children so difficult to deal with?

Kuroro was puzzled and searched for his thirteen or fourteen-year-old memories. After thinking about it, he still felt that Angus was spoiled because of his moody adolescence.

It was probably because the voices from the two of them were too loud, which caused the group members who had gathered for breakfast in twos and threes to turn around frequently.

Wo Jin elbowed the knight: "Why do you feel like you are arguing?"

The knight gnawing on the biscuit almost spat it out: "..."

"It's a quarrel." Madge, who still had drops of water on his face, picked up the bread indifferently, "There's a lot of movement, do you want to stop Parker?"

"No." Pike also squatted down, with a calm face, as if he had expected such a scene: "Angus has been very wrong recently, let the leader try it."

"It's so noisy, brat!"

Suddenly, Fei Tan, who was silent at first, stood up, shouted at Angus angrily, and threw a bag of bread at him, "Hurry up and eat!"

But Angus didn't pick it up and let the bread that hit him fall down.

She really loved him too much.

Kuroro thought coldly, no matter what kind of adolescent rebellious period he is, the disobedient members should be taught a lesson.

Thinking of this, Kuroro took the first step towards Angus.

"Not good! The leader is angry!" Nobunaga, who was watching the situation nervously, grabbed the knight's arm, "What should I do to stop it!"

The knight whose face was poured with water before taking a sip of water: "..."

One or two are like this!He was obviously excited to watch the fun, but he had to pull me along!

The knight wiped his face angrily, "I don't care!"

"But Angus is your partner!" Finks smirked and pushed the knight forward: "You asked for it yourself!"

Knight: "..."

March: "Do it yourself."

Knight: "QAQ"

The knight who had no choice but to walk towards the core of the war with a sad face, he said loudly: "That..."

——then saw a layer of mist in Angus's clear blue eyes.

The knight who realized what it was, only then did he truly understand how serious the "something wrong" that Parker said was true.

Angus never cried.No matter how badly he was injured, no matter how hard it was for Number Eight to train under the hands of the master spider interrogator, he never cried.

The members are not Angus, so they cannot understand Angus' past.But in terms of getting along with each other in just three years, Angus matured not like a child from the outside world, but like a native of Meteor Street.

The phrase "Tears are the most useless thing" has long been deeply engraved in Angus's mind.

Therefore, it is no wonder that the knight was taken aback, after all, even Angus himself was taken aback.He was rubbed against his eyes with his hands in a panic, and pressed hard again and again, wishing to eliminate these traces of weakness immediately.

How can I cry!

Angus thought unwillingly, I was negotiating with Kuroro between adults, how could I cry!Now, he is afraid that he will never believe that I have grown up!Thinking of this, Angus's tears became more violent.

I like you, and I want you to like me, as much as I do.

Why is it so difficult?

Kuroro didn't know what was going on in his little head.He stepped out of his long stiff legs again, and walked slowly to Angus' side.

His shadow silently enveloped Number Eight, and under the witness of the flames that were about to go out, he stretched out his hand towards Number Eight who was crying.

The thumb mercilessly drives away those tears that are superfluous in the eyes of the owner, and the tenderness of skin-to-skin contact will only make people addicted to it.

"Don't be angry, it's my fault."

And Angus's heart was about to burn to the end of the world, because of one sentence, it lit up again.

The author has something to say: This chapter is also known as a tragedy caused by a pillow/A boy’s mind is also a poem/Men are most afraid of tears regardless of gender...