[Hunter] Tourists' time on the street

The tourist stared at him and frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, "You can handle it...you let me try." The voice raised in vain, "Are you kidding me?! Thanks to me being so serious, you have no heart, kill me You!" As he said, he was about to fight him to the death, picked up the pillow, and suffocated him to death in the pillow.

Taking advantage of her rushing towards him, Hisoka stumbled and made her fall on his lap, smiling very ambiguously, "Tourist-chan is really dishonest~ You obviously like me very much, don't you..."

There was heat and itching in the ears, and the tourist shuddered, sat up and said with a look that he really couldn't help you: "I have never denied this, I have liked you in the past, now and in the future, this is a This kind of state.” Slightly frowned, and looked at him strangely, “It’s you who is more strange, I thought I was going to kill you, and you would definitely kill me.” Shrugged nonchalantly, “But it doesn’t matter, you must have you The reason is that I just didn't think of it."

Hisoka snorted lightly, as if complaining, "What can you think of..."

Thinking of being tricked frequently, tourists feel that it is necessary to ask, in case the question comes out, it will not hurt to ask.Looking at him anxiously, "Why don't you tell me, my best and most important friend."

Hisoka stared straight at her, with a clear reflection of the malicious face of the tourist in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he smiled, turned his face away and said, "Hehe~ It's not good to know too much~" Hisoka understood very well Well, she may be able to bear all the malice in this world, but she can't bear even a little bit of love. He still thought, play longer.

"When you say that, I want to know what traps you have waiting for me." She didn't think there was anything she couldn't accept, anyway, it wasn't surprising that something bad happened to her.

The tourist leaned on his shoulder and called lazily, "Suo Jiang~ Do you really want to live with me? Are you not worried that I will learn to chop you up?"

Hisoka raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "I've been doing this all the time..." To be honest, Hisoka really didn't think she could succeed.

"Yes."

Even so, she couldn't hide her guilt, and her strong self-loathing almost overwhelmed her.It took a long time for the tourist to murmur to himself: "No matter what purpose you have, I will be very difficult."

Hisoka was very happy, with a sense of satisfaction in his heart, "Oh~ I have become a special existence in the eyes of tourists..."

The tourist sat up and nodded very seriously, "I owe you a lot. Without you, I'm still in prison on that broken island. So for me, only you are important in this world, and you are the only one worth caring about. Of course you are special."

She added, "It's not necessarily a good thing."

"It's not cute to explain it so clearly ~ baby..."

"I'm not cute at all." The tourist squinted at him in disgust, "And don't call me baby, we are not a nasty relationship beyond friendship."

"In the eyes of tourists, what is our relationship~?" Hisoka suddenly wanted to tease her.

In the playful gaze, the tourist's face wrinkled together very slowly as he expected, his eyes were erratic, and his eyelids kept blinking.

"...Ah, this." The tourist complained as if giving up on himself: "How can there be such a difficult problem." It is not only the enemy who made her goodwill irrepayable, but also the benefactor who saved her, and the teacher who taught her the ability to protect herself. It was the second idiot she had deceived for a long time, the friend who knew her nature and appearance best, the object to repay, and the enemy to kill, and these identities were all attached to an extremely difficult person.

The tourist clicked his tongue and said painfully: "Whatever you want, it's fine, if you've been in a daze, it's just a dream."

The tourist didn't want to dwell on this matter for too long, so he got up and pushed open the door of the bedroom, "I'll stay here for a while, the house needs compensation, if you want to stay, you can sleep in it, now go get dressed." His eyes fell on Hisoka's first upper body, which hurt the children's eyes very much.

Hisoka entered with a strange expression.He's well-informed, but she really has a problem.

But this kind of unexpectedness is also very interesting at times~ Hisoka looked at the inside of the closet unscrupulously, there were several sets of animal clothes hanging in it, at least twenty unopened T-shirts were stacked at the bottom, and a large number of unopened shorts of the same style were placed beside him .

Hisoka smiled, took out a set, changed it and went out.

The tourist who came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and wiped her hair looked at the yellow figure sitting on the sofa and greeting her.

"You are poisonous, wear me Pikachu."

"Oh, this mouse with a weird tail is called Pikachu~"

"Be careful what you say, this is Thor's wife, Mother of Lightning."

After a moment of silence, the tourist thought of a brand new possibility, and said carefully: "You see, we are living together now, do you think I will strangle you to death while you are asleep or poison you to death in your bowl while you are eating? How high is the success rate?"

"Zero." Hisoka was speechless.

mentally twisted person

Standing straight, with feet together, one hand behind his back, the other on his chest, his chin slightly lifted, his expression a bit airy.It was the tourist lady pretending to be a gentleman, "Mr. Xiaoxi, let me, Dongba, introduce you to my mansion!"

"Mansion?" Hisoka looked at the shabby furnishings and the leaky door.

The visitor walks into the innermost room, unscrews the handle, and stretches out his left hand, "This is my workshop, please don't go in, feel free to do anything else."

Hisoka nodded, smiled and praised, "Well, your house is very big~" Then he asked, "What's in it?"

Damn it, you mocked me!Wuwu Xijiang failed in school, and my father was so sad.

The tourist smiled and told him kindly that maybe Hisoka could come up with some useful suggestions. Hisoka should also be the kind of person with a wide range of hobbies, who knows what he would be good at.

"Mechanical skeleton. I'm experimenting with human body modification, and it's still in its infancy, but I've already grasped a little bit of direction, and decided to start with bones or skin and gradually replace it. Hmm... If technology supports it, I'd like to make more A robot came out to take my place. Do you have any suggestions?"

Eyes narrowed dangerously, the temperature suddenly dropped by two degrees, and the golden streamer flashed past, fleeting.

"No, I'm not interested in that..."

The tourist was taken aback, with question marks written all over his face.angry, why?Isn't it just asking questions that I'm not interested in?Forget it, such trivial things as reasons are not important.The tourist immediately changed his attitude, turned into a dog licker, and approached obsequiously: "Then what are you interested in? Luxury cars, beauties, or good wine? I can get you all."

Grab her wrist and reveal the bloody truth, "You are flattering me, and you are worried that negative emotions will cause you trouble."

Ah this.The tourist was speechless for a while, ignoring the blood dripping from his wrist, and his thoughts turned.Si Soo is more aggressive than before, why?No, the reason doesn't matter, the problem is to avoid trouble... Really, haven't they always got along well, and they have always had a tacit understanding in some aspects.Well, forget it, let's play jokes, and use your usual talents, tourist!

The tourist denied it with a smile, "How is it possible, the great you are the beacon of my life, the pursuit of my life, higher than the sky and deeper than the night, you are the god-like man in my heart." The smile became brighter, "And My dear Sissy, it's time to trim your nails."

A frivolous cover up... Guilty, hehe, let's tease again.Bully stood in front of him, his eyes met, and the scorching breath spread between the two of them.

"So, are you willing to do everything for me? Dedicate your all~"

Well, if I say no to this, then admit that I am farting.The tourist felt as if he was riding a tiger. Fortunately, she was not too embarrassed. In a sense, she was willing to sacrifice everything for Hisoka.In return for his kindness in calling her back.

Nodding seriously, it is clearly written on his face that as long as I don't care about anything, nothing can hurt my spirit. "Despite your instructions, it's best not to make it too difficult." The tourist added silently in his heart: I can only do nothing to help with things beyond the scope of reality, and run away by myself.

The corner of the tourist's mouth twitched slightly, he looked at him strangely, and muttered softly, "I suspect you're playing tricks on me, but I don't have any proof. Forget it, I'll do the experiment."

"Hey~" Hisoka stopped her and stretched out a finger, "Go to the same place with me next time..."

"The specific time and place." Tourists are very vigilant.

"Not sure~"

"Understood, you are going to die, okay, remember to inform me."

This may or may not be an opportunity, if she can die naturally in this attempt, maybe with a little more delusion, and die in the act instead of Hisoka, many problems will be solved easily!But it can't be as good as she thought, she usually doesn't have such good luck, she needs to make more preparations, and be ready to meet sudden changes at any time.

The tourist walked into the workshop and turned on the light. There was a faint smell of medicine in the airtight room. There was a doll at the same height as her standing in the corner. It had no hair, facial features, or internal organs. It was just a white doll. Empty shell, the outer layer is sporadically covered with some simulated skin, which can be seen at a glance when entering the door.

It is the most ideal shape that tourists have pinned on many hopes, but it will probably not be successful.Even in a different world with magical abilities, it is not easy to achieve such a thing.

Unless she can also rely on wishing to achieve things beyond common sense.

Walking into the house, closing the door behind his back, his eyes fell on a log-colored desk stained with blood, under which was kept a vat of white mice, with many parts piled up scatteredly on it, and bone-like things randomly placed together, beside