[Hunter] False World

The black coffee is bubbling in the coffee machine with small bubbles, and the aroma is mellow and pleasant.

Serve Kuroro a glass in July.

"Didn't your little friend come with you this time?"

"Fetan went to the maze." Kuroro took a sip of the coffee, and wisps of hot air swirled up, "It's very fragrant."

"I'm not interested in your names." July sat down opposite him, swallowed a big mouthful of coffee, frowned, "It's so bitter."

She pushed the coffee aside, picked up the water and poured it into her mouth, "I got it from a nobleman's house the other day, and thought it was delicious. Tsk, Mr. Robber, your taste is very strange."

Hearing what she said, Kuroro smiled and took another sip.

"Miss Qiyue, don't you know? In Caria, being invited to someone else's house for coffee represents the most sincere respect of the host." He raised his eyes to Qiyue, and a woman's fiery figure was reflected in his black eyes, "The guests except In addition to praising the aroma of coffee, remember not to drink water even if your mouth is full of residue. Because it implies that the coffee is not good."

"Coffee was introduced to Caria in the [-]th century, and then it began to be commercialized. There are many shops with coffee signs on the street, aren't they? Later, coffee quickly spread to Egen Road, all over the world, but only Caria coffee is the most popular. Can keep the real taste."

Looking at him lazily with his head propped up in July, Kuroro pointed to the steaming coffee machine and continued, "The locals grind the coffee powder very finely, and use the primitive method of directly putting it into the pot for cooking."

"And when Caria people drink coffee, the residue is not filtered out. This is the biggest feature of Caria coffee." Kurolo stood up as he spoke, and looked around July's residence. He walked to the old-fashioned record player Putting the record back on, the record player hummed blues again, "Well, of course, they sometimes add cloves, cardamom or cinnamon. It's really a strange taste."

Having been popularized by local customs, July glanced at the coffee that she had pushed aside, thought for a while, and picked it up to take a sip.

Still very bitter.She had goosebumps all over her body.But it seems to have a lingering fragrance and a unique flavor.

"Drink the residue too?" Pushing the coffee aside again, Qiyue turned to the man standing by the record player.For some reason, Qiyue faintly felt that this "trouble" was very convincing.

She raised her finger to the fireplace, and the faintly extinguished fire was rekindled.

As if taking into account the small movements before July, Kurolo chuckled, "No, they are used for divination. After drinking coffee, they use the shape or pattern of the residue to predict bad luck. I don't know if Miss July is still there. Remember the street we met?"

Qiyue listened intently and nodded very cooperatively.It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to himself like this.

Kuroro walked back to the table, and raised the corners of her lips as if she hadn't seen anything. This woman is not as supercilious and lazy as she looks, and is much more interesting than she imagined. "There is a coffee shop on that street. A fortune-teller who answers guests' questions."

Sipping the last sip of coffee, Kuroro put the plate on the coffee cup under July's gaze.The cup and plate shook slightly.

"Like this, I think about the divination question in my heart, and then carefully turn it back upside down, waiting for the temperature at the bottom of the cup to cool down."

As the man spoke, he opened the cup carefully, and the fine coffee residue on the plate showed a very abstract half-moon shape.

"Ah, I thought my luck was very good today, but it turned out to be mediocre, huh." Unexpectedly, Qiyue saw the eloquent and eloquent Mr. Robber in front of him with a very childish smile and sighed, and there seemed to be a bit of tone in his tone Disappointed, "The Carians believe that on the day when the full moon and other shapes appear, they will be blessed by the god of luck."

July dragged her chin and blinked, picked up the coffee cup, glared at Kuroro and drank it down.

Terrible.

She bared her lips, her slender eyebrows knit into knots, "What does this mean?"

On the plate is an abstract object of unknown shape.

A blues song just ended, and sparks popped out of the fireplace.

The line on the man's lips was beautiful, and he took it thoughtfully.

When he raised his eyes, he stared at Qiyue's eyes, "Disaster."

The plate in his hand instantly ignited a cluster of flames, and the coffee powder disappeared in an instant.

"Boring." July scoffed.Mouth is full of bitter taste of coffee.

"Heh." Kuroro smiled and put down the tray, "Just kidding. The fortune teller didn't tell me what it means."

Qiyue glared at him, took the tray from him, and threw it into the kitchen trash can along with a set of cutlery on the table.When she returned to the living room she turned off the record player and curled up on the sofa across the wool rug with her bare feet.

She tilted her head and her eyes fell on the man sitting on the sofa on the right with his hands folded.Under the crystal chandelier, the man lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.Very charming.

The tone is not salty, and the voice of July is naturally lazy, "Then Mr. Robber, now I have drunk coffee, played divination, and joked. Are you still on topic? Hire me, and send yours." The kid messing up the situation is nothing more than trying to make a fuss. Is there anything you are interested in in the noble manor? Since you can blatantly break into my residence, with the strength of your little friend, it is perfectly fine to go directly to snatch it. You are not interested in your purpose, but now it seems that you are more interested in my ability, am I right, Mister Robber?"

A cluster of dancing flames ignited at the fingertips of July, and Kuroro turned his head to look at her, "It's indeed a very interesting ability, isn't it, why don't you introduce it?"

"The body can turn into fire at will, and it can also control fire at will," Qiyue lazily raised her eyelids, and then lowered them again, "It will burn the clothes, that's all."

"Isn't that afraid of water?" He chuckled, his black eyes slightly brightened.Kuroro looked straight into the eyes of July, and the oppression also arrived.

However, like a natural shield or filter, Qiyue's eyes were still lazy, "You can find a whole fire brigade and try to put me out."

The man's slender legs overlapped, "I wanted it very much, your ability." He put two fingers on his jaw, with a strong and elegant demeanor, "But it's not a kind of reading."

When July didn't answer, he said to himself, "Powerful, freewheeling, somewhat arrogant, and interesting abilities." He pointed to July, "Do you want to join us? Robbers, illegal organizations. It suits your appetite. "

"No." Qiyue turned her face away and refused very simply.

The firewood burned out, and sparks burst out.

There was a sudden silence in the room, which was a bit strange.

"Aren't you going to drive me away?" Kuroro asked, but he didn't mean to pace at all. "Although you think I'm a trouble, it's better than having no one around when you want to talk."

……

Hit the nail on the head.

July stared at the dark-haired man.

He exudes a domineering aura like a king in every gesture.The robber, however, unexpectedly pretends to be gentle and polite.Seems very learned, has an irresistible charisma, and has a beastly air that's not lost on the little man.It makes people feel as if if they are a little slack, they will be torn to pieces by him, eaten up and wiped clean.

He couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he pierced through his mind in a few words.

Talking about whether I can come in, I have already stepped into the house.Talking about local customs, he did not forget to use divination as a threat.When it comes to whether he is afraid of water, he also has an expression on his face that wants to see through people.Almost all the questions are given an affirmative tone.

Why, why can you see through her loneliness at a glance.

July was very unhappy.She really couldn't accept the reality of this different world.

very lonely.

It's really lonely alone.

The tongue of flame instantly built a wall between the two, roaring and swallowing Kuroro into it.

In the firelight, the figure of the man only swayed for a moment before flying out of the wall of fire.

With black hair and night eyes, he stood in front of Qiyue, leaning his head against her ear, "Let's play a game."

Purple thoughts gathered around him, behind him was a raging flame.In his right hand, he held a book of thieves' ultimate righteousness. The bloody handprints on the cover and the cross tattoo on his forehead were called strange by the flames.The pages of the book turned like the wind blowing, and when the frame was frozen, two swimming catfish appeared in the confined space.

"Swimming fish in a secret room."

The floating catfish slid across Qiyue's shoulder and opened its fangs towards its throat without hesitation.

It was a big gulp.

Qiyue rubbed her neck, "Mr. Robber, are you hungry? But I don't like fish for supper."

Half of the body burned into flames, and the red and submissive shoulders gradually burned into black ashes, peeling off layer by layer.

July took two fire extinguishers from the side of the fireplace, threw one to Kuroro, and took one for himself.

Venting her anger, she sprayed the head of the catfish that attacked her with foam, and July looked at the scorched floor, the ruined leather sofa and her beloved woolen carpet.But the culprit fell down on the sofa on the other side with a smile.

"Mr. Robber, is it fun?"

"Not bad." Kuroro's reverse cross leather jacket was put aside, and the white powder after the fire-fighting foam failed remained on his hands.He stared at Qiyue's naked, exposed half shoulder, "Don't you want to change your clothes?" Although he could control the fire at will, it seemed that his control ability was not satisfactory.Just attacking the neck, but burning the body together, it shows that it is not an unconscious defense, and it also proves that she cannot control the size of the fire very well.The ability is only used to protect oneself, the attack has never been seen so far, and being surrounded by a wall of fire is just a child's vent.Of course, the possibility of not wanting to cause a fire is not ruled out.

July walked all the way, turned on all the lights along the way, walked up the corner stairs to the second floor, and she replied, "I'm going to take a bath, please do it yourself."

The warm water slid over the delicate neck along the hair, meandering to the chest and back, and stepped on the soles of the feet wetly.

Very tired.

Easier than at any time in months.

After washing off the last foam on her body, July put on a white bathrobe and went downstairs.

Water trickled down the wet hair onto the floor.

July's footsteps stopped in the stairwell.

This two storey log house is very quiet.

no music.No vocals.

Are you gone...

Amber pupils dimmed.

Sweeping lazily across the ground floor, after confirming that there was no one there, Qi Yue took a large towel from her back shoulder to wipe her hair.

Mr. Trouble is gone.

Stuck in the stairwell, Qiyue turned around to go upstairs, but when she looked up, she saw Mr. Trouble standing on the second floor looking at her.

"Are you disappointed?" The man's body was covered with messes from the fire, and his night eyes were full of July's beautiful hair, "I thought I was gone."

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