[Hunter] The Meteor Legend after Lydia's Life Record

Kuroro's ability to find his way is really unique.In addition, the fifth district is not very big, we actually managed to find the base we had left here before it was completely dark.

That was the base that Kurolo and I built together with our little friend Green when we were still in the Nursery School in District [-] before we were six years old.The entire mountain of garbage was hollowed out from the inside, allowing Green, who was already a Psychic at that time, to compact the hard garbage with great force, making it spacious and transparent as the roof, four walls, and even supporting pillars of the base.Even the garbage mountain where the base is located is carefully selected and its location is very hidden.

In short, the only luxury house in the five districts, I dare say no one can surpass it so far.

The mansion was taken.

Who looked down on the current kid in District Five just now?They are really not stupid. If they can't build a house by themselves, they come to occupy our house.

Walking into the base with a flashlight, Kuroro and I looked at the children sleeping all over the floor, both dazed.

There were more than a dozen children inside, all older children over six years old who had been kicked out of the nursery school.At this time, there were people who were not asleep, and those who were asleep were also awakened by the light of our flashlights. At this time, they all sat up, stood up, surrounded us, and looked at us vigilantly and unkindly.

what to do?I tugged on Kuroro's sleeve blankly.

Kuroro was also a little dumbfounded.We really never thought about this possibility-we have been away for four years, and the original base has a new owner.

On the way we crossed the Ninth District, we also met many people on narrow roads. Kuroro killed people without even blinking an eye.But for these children who are about our age and are still under the protection of the fifth district, they can't bear such a cruel hand.

Those kids looked about our height, and there were a dozen of them, and we were only two, and we were clearly at a disadvantage on the face of it.

At this time, they were about to surround us, but they didn't attack for a while.Maybe it was because we were holding flashlights, looking confident and confident, not daring to act rashly.

"What are you guys going to do?" the elder boy in the lead said fiercely, but in our eyes, he was stern.

I wanted to drive them away, but I couldn't say it.Is it arbitrarily asking them to get out, claiming that this is our territory?Is it better to negotiate with them and ask them to spare one night, saying that we will leave after one night?

It doesn't seem to be very easy to export.

I had to pull Kurollo's sleeve again.

Kuroro said: "...you all go out."

Fascinated by embarrassment.

The muscles on my face twisted, and I wanted to laugh but couldn't.I feel sorry for Kurolo.

The children on the opposite side are already ready to move.

"I'll just say it again. Get out." When Kuroro's face cooled down, his dark eyes couldn't see any emotion, and his aura was really quite bluffing.

He seemed to release the pressure, because the faces of the children on the opposite side changed drastically, and they trembled one by one, and some of them were weak and fell directly to the ground.

This effect couldn't be more obvious, strength is indeed the rule of "all districts in Meteor Street are allowed", and the cubs in the fifth district also consciously abide by it.

There was no extra action, those children left the base quickly and silently one by one, and walked into the night.They didn't even take anything obediently, and there were scattered objects on the exposed ground after leaving, and even a small amount of extremely precious water and food.

It seems that this group of children is really living a good life, and they can be called one of the five districts. No wonder they lived in our base back then.

In a blink of an eye, the base was empty, only Kurolo and I were left.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the fatigue suddenly came up.I just sat on the ground.

"I'm so tired. I can finally rest." I hugged my knees, resting my chin on them, and sighed.

"Yeah." Kuroro also sat down next to me, propped his hands on the ground behind his back, and looked at the ceiling.

"We haven't had dinner yet." I remembered, turned to him and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Kuroro thought for a while and said decisively, "Curry rice."

"Well, then I'll eat pineapple fried rice." I said happily.We didn't dare to show off on the road at noon, so we only ate two sandwiches to satisfy our hunger.Now in the safety of the base, I can finally enjoy it.

"Give me a couch first!" I said to the empty tunnel in the middle of the base.

A soft couch appeared there.

I got up from the ground and jumped on it, "It's so soft!"

"Well—comfortable!" The sofa under his hand sank, and Kuroro also fell on his back beside me.

I looked at him sideways for a while, and suddenly rolled into his arms, lying on his body, rubbing against him like a puppy, and barking tiredly: "Kurolo, Kurolo, Kurolo... "

Kuroro raised his hand and hugged me, patted my back, and muttered half a beat slower than usual: "Hey, let's eat. I'm hungry."

The fragrant and hot curry rice and pineapple fried rice were hugged by each of us with a spoon in our arms in an instant.

I was eating pineapple fried rice, and the aroma of Kuroro stirring curry kept drilling into my nose.This family's curry rice has always been our favorite. I just ate it not long ago, but now I am too hungry.

I looked at Kuroro's bulging cheeks, leaned over and put my head on his arm, and said, "I want to eat too."

Kuroro looked down at me, I thought he was going to take the plate away protectively, but he took a spoon and stuffed it into my mouth.

I ate the curry rice with a big mouthful, almost tears filled my eyes with happiness.What should I do, the curry rice I snatched from Kuroro is much more delicious than the one I eat with a plate!

I was so touched, I reciprocated, filled a spoonful of pineapple fried rice, brought it to Kuroro's mouth, and said flatteringly, "I'll eat it for you."

Kuroro ate the pineapple rice, chewing until his cheeks puffed up, and said, "It's not as good as curry rice."

"...Then give me another spoonful. I think that's delicious too." I insisted.

Kuroro was surprisingly good-natured and gave me another spoonful.

Now I was really moved, looked at him almost tearfully, and thought: Kuroro must have suffered a lot in the past six months!What good things can be found in the second district, maybe everyone has to share them to barely satisfy their hunger - he can't even protect food!

I was distressed to see him eating curry rice so deliciously, I couldn't bear to disturb him any more, and just ate my pineapple fried rice honestly.Let Kuroro eat as much as he wants!

The days to come will be long.

After eating a large portion of pineapple fried rice, I stretched out on the sofa and rubbed my belly.Chrollo seemed okay.I found it uncomfortable to sit on the sofa, so I slid down bit by bit, and finally lay down on Kuroro's lap.He didn't chase me away, he just touched my head with his hands, and I almost fell asleep just like that.

"What's life like when we go to the second district?" I turned over, grabbed his hand and asked him to stroke my back, and asked him in a daze.

Kuroro is so talkative that it’s unbelievable that he really followed my wishes, stroking my back one after another, and said in his mouth: "In the second district, a single individual cannot survive. You must form a group to get enough. Trash for a living.

"We added a few teams before, but later some teams were disbanded, and some suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining people gradually went deep into the second district. Now there are more than [-] people as a loose group, and usually cooperate to snatch and release Valuable garbage on the land, and exchange it with the surrounding big forces for supplies.

"The strength of individuals in a team is also uneven, and the distribution of supplies is also different. We are not bad in strength, and we have a lot of supplies. But it is impossible to have everything you want, and what you eat is also full of hunger. The strongest, easiest-to-storage convenience food available.

"Moreover, the garbage recycled in the second district will eventually be concentrated in the hands of a few big forces, and the materials exchanged will be completely monopolized by them. Although these forces have shrunk to the second district, their strength is not much worse than that of the thirteenth district. Our situation If you are weak alone, it will be very troublesome to be targeted by them, so we have never used mind skills, and we have only used [-]% to [-]% of our strength. Similarly, even if you come, we can't expose it until we have the strength to be completely independent. Your ability is still the same as before, you can use whatever you can grab.

"The days are a bit bitter, but it won't be long." Kuroro stroked my head with a soft voice.

"I'm not afraid of suffering." I turned over, grabbed Kuroro's hand to my face, pressed against his palm, looked into his eyes and said, "As long as we are together, I can do whatever I want."

Just with you.

The floor lamp next to the sofa was too dazzling. I lowered my eyelids and my eyelashes were slightly moist.

"Before I was in the sixth district, I didn't have everything? But I was not happy at all." I choked up and pulled his hand over my eyes, tears wet his palm.

"Actually, everyone treats me well... I can still tell the difference between good intentions and malicious intentions." I endured my grievances, and said in a low voice, "But, but... I miss you very much."

I blinked in embarrassment, and my eyelashes swept across his palm.

"So, that's fine for now."

"Oh!" I took his hand away from my eyes, looked at him and said in horror: "Then you haven't washed your hands for a long time?!"

The expression Kuroro looked at me... was indescribable.

I sat up and leaned back on the sofa, looked at him and asked seriously: "Kurolo, do you want to take a shower before entering the second district?"

Kuroro looked at me expressionlessly, as if hesitating for a moment between being embarrassed by me and continuing to be dirty, and finally spit out two words: "Take a bath."

A huge bathtub stood in the open space next to the sofa, filled with hot water.I consciously turned my back and let Kuroro strip himself naked and stand in.

I looked at the densely twisted ceiling where all kinds of garbage was pressed into one piece in the light, and the nostalgia in my heart slowly fermented.

"Do you remember, we also hid here to take a bath at the beginning." I said to Kurolo.

Amidst the rushing water, Kuroro groaned comfortably, as if he had sat in the water.

"That's right." He said slowly.

"Do you want me to wipe your back for you?" I asked the same as before.

"Come on." Once Kuroro chose to be comfortable and not lose face, he lost his morals faster than anyone else.

"Here we come!" I turned around and ran over, picked up the towel on the tub, and Kuroro was already sitting with his back to me. "Let me just say..."

My words stuck in my throat.The towel in his hand dropped to the floor.

On Kuroro's back, there was a circular scar the size of a cup, which was shocking!

"This..." My voice trembled almost to pieces.I took a deep breath, stabilized my voice and said, "How did you do this?"

On Kuroro's back covered with thin muscles, near the upper right, the horribly large circular scar looked particularly terrifying in contrast to the surrounding white skin.The horrific wound had already healed, leaving only the wrinkled skin and flesh of Panqiu, showing an ugly light brown color.

I stroked the edge of the scar very lightly with my fingers, but my fingertips dared not use force, and were so tense that I almost trembled——I felt as if my heart was being tightly clenched, and the pain made me unable to breathe.

"It's from the last injury." Kuroro said calmly, still a little indifferent: "It's grown."

"It hurts..." I gritted my teeth and moaned.

"Where does it hurt?" The pain in my voice was so real that Kuroro thought it was me who felt the pain. He turned his upper body from the bathtub and asked me.

Then I saw that at the same position on his right chest, there was an identical scar with a cup size!

——This is a penetrating wound!

I stared at the scar on his chest, frozen in place, as if unconscious.

It was that winter, so cold...

"Don't exaggerate, it's been fine for a long time." Kuroro said indifferently.

"Yeah, it's fine." I muttered to myself.

I was so out of my mind that I picked up the towel on the ground and said to him, "Turn around and I'll wipe your back."

Kuroro turned around obediently.

I leaned closer, clutching the towel in one hand, stretched out the other to touch the scar on his back, and asked him, "What did you do?"

"A steel bar." Kuroro said, he seemed to be a little impatient with me still entangled in that scar, and said again: "The steel bar is not that thick, it is the scar that festers and expands. Don't look at it."

I suddenly felt wronged, the heart-wrenching pity, the anger of Kuroro being hurt, and the fear of almost losing him, beat my heart like a huge wave.

Throwing away the towel in his hand again, Kuroro couldn't wipe his back today.

I rushed forward, hugged his shoulder from behind, and cried "Wow".

I put my face on his bare back and cried my heart out.

The cry of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-waah in base.

These days, under the fence of others, all the cautiousness, repeated thinking, all the swallowing and forced smiles make me embarrassed and hard to say, like layers of dust covering my heart, I can’t say it, I can’t let it go.

District Six is ​​a misplaced place, and I dare not really offend anyone there.I need to remember and put myself in the right place at all times, hold my own, restrain myself, and even please the people around me.Yalin took me in and took care of me, but I also had to be industrious and work hard to make up for it.Illumi helped me train to treat me as a friend, but I can't forget his cold blade-like killing intent and the severe pain that broke my bones one by one in order to test the spirit of words.

Yes, those who have been favored have no right to complain, but can't I be so delicate?Refusing to endure hardship, unable to bear grievances, the ridiculous dignity is like a knife pierced in the heart, it is not that it will not hurt if it is not touched.Some sadness is in my heart, and I can't even smile when I smile.

This day, the better Kuroro treats me, the more uncomfortable I feel.I am also a girl held in the palm of others, why should I be wronged like this?

I really shouldn't have left Meteor Street so rashly - I wonder almost every day, if I hadn't been so impulsive, would everything have been different?

This is all my fault, but it’s okay for me to suffer, Kurolo, Kurolo...

I almost lost my most important Kuroro, because I ran away willfully and refused to stay where I am and wait for him!

This is what I can't accept the most.

"Sorry...sorry...sorry..." I hugged Kuroro from behind, crying and apologizing to him over and over again, choked, trembling, messy and reverent.

I'm sorry I'm too willful, I'm sorry I'm not by your side, I'm sorry I thought before... I don't love you like this anymore.

Kuroro struggled a few times at first to turn around, but stopped when I started to say "I'm sorry", and then let me hold him quietly, even though I cried bitterly in his ear, putting tears and The snot left on his back, sweeping away all the pent-up emotions.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." I couldn't stop saying to him, from crying to sobbing, and then to a tired murmur.

When I was so tired from crying and finally calmed down, Kuroro turned around, raised my chin, looked at me and said softly, "What are you sorry for... did you do something wrong to me?"

"No!" I was taken aback by his actions, and I opened my eyes wide while grabbing the tub, but I still said without hesitation, "How could I do something that I'm sorry for you!"

"Then don't say sorry." Kuroro looked down at me and said in a very cold voice.

I stared blankly at him through a layer of tears, hiccupping non-stop, and seeing his cold expression and deep eyes, I suddenly felt a little scared.

"Hey, go and play by yourself for a while, let me finish the bath." Kuroro let go of my chin, touched my cheek very gently, and said.

I was stunned for a while, then said, sobbing, "I haven't even given you the body wash yet, why are you washing?"

I didn't care about Kurolo anymore, I ran back to the sofa, curled myself up, and buried my face in the corner of the sofa in a fit of anger.Kuroro really went to take a bath by himself.

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water behind me, I gradually fell asleep.

In a daze, I felt Kuroro coming over and hugging me in his arms.He also carried the aroma of water vapor and body wash, and my heart relaxed immediately.

"Don't be here," I felt squeezed, and cheated on him half asleep, "I want to sleep in bed."

"Well, then you want a bed yourself." Kurollo coaxed me.

I mumbled and asked for a bed, and let Kuroro carry me there as if I had no bones.As soon as my body touched the soft bed, my consciousness that I hadn't been awake all this time flew away halfway.

The mattress next to me sank down, Kuroro lay down next to me, reached out and grabbed my outer shoulders, and I rolled on the soft mattress and rolled into his arms.

The warm body temperature enveloped me, the shadow of his shoulders fell on my face, and the harsh light was immediately covered.I closed my eyes and snorted comfortably.With a heavy weight on his back, Kuroro's arm was lifted up, a reassuring weight.I arched my body in his arms, buried my face in his heart, and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no disturbance of nightmares that night, my consciousness sank in the boundless darkness, and I slept peacefully and soundly.

I slept too deeply, but when I woke up, I didn't feel relaxed. Instead, I felt that my whole body was so heavy that I couldn't lift it, as if I had been run over by something.

Kuroro was pushing my shoulder, he was the one who woke me up.I slowly opened my eyes, even the eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy.

"Sober?" he said to me. "You have a fever."

hair, fever,...

It took me a few beats to react - did I have a fever?His body was sour and weak, his face was hot, but his whole body felt cold.I thought it was because of my sound sleep, but I didn't expect it to be sick.

Even my eyes were burning hot, I looked at Kuroro in a daze, blinked and couldn't speak.

"Get up." Kuroro rubbed my face with his palm, "You have to get up and take your medicine."

His palm was cool, and when I retracted it, I instinctively chased him to probe, and then Ku Luoluo stretched his hands under his armpit and lifted it up.

I was dragged by him to lean against the hard head of the bed, feeling uncomfortable, I tearfully raised my hand to be hugged by him.Kuroro ignored me, but put his hand on my forehead and urged, "Quick, give me the thermometer, as well as water and antipyretics."

As soon as I opened my mouth, my throat hurt like a knife, and I couldn't make a sound at all.I covered my throat in pain, and tears came out instantly.

"It hurts?" Kuroro reached out and touched my throat. I nodded and shook my head again.Opening my mouth, I let him see my throat.It was so hot and painful in there that it looked like it was going to explode.

"It's swollen." Kurolo said, "This happened to Maggie when I first arrived in the second district."

He leaned over, stretched out his hand to brush the hair on my neck, and took out the necklace I was hanging on my chest—five power stones, four of which have become transparent, only the largest one in the middle is still a little shallow blue.

"The consumption is faster than expected." Kuroro frowned, "We only went through the ninth and fifth districts yesterday, and we stayed in the fifth district, so there shouldn't be such a strong reaction."

I grabbed his wrist, a little anxious: Is my voice broken?

"Don't worry, just take the medicine and you'll be fine." Kuroro said, he was obviously not sure, but he still wanted to comfort me.

"Don't be afraid of pain, use the spirit of speech. You need to take medicine. You also need a thermometer and water." He rubbed my forehead and said.

Enduring the pain in my throat, I managed to squeeze out my voice and used my language skills.The voice was hoarse and vague, like a gnat, but the task was finally completed.

Kuroro took the thermometer, opened it and stuffed it under my armpit, then took out a capsule from the medicine box, stuffed it directly into my mouth, unscrewed the bottle cap, and put the mouth of the bottle of mineral water to my lips , Feed me medicine.

He did it very proficiently, and when I slowly took the medicine, drank water, and recovered, he was already frowning with the thermometer.

"39 degrees three." Kuroro said to me.

I covered my throat and looked at him tearfully.

"At that time, Madge was so feverish that he fell into a coma for three days. You seem to be in good condition now." Kuroro covered his mouth and said, "But it seems that we can't leave today."