[Hunter] Private Meteor Street High School

I have to say that this nosy dead fish eye is quite strong.

Harry thought he was quite skilled, but now he was so tired that he was about to vomit after running such a long distance (not to mention that as a knight who lacks auxiliary strength, he has been dragged by the cat rope around his neck until he rolled his eyes and was on the verge of shock), This guy was carrying a small oil bottle and didn't fall at all. He ran side by side and nagged that he had to be responsible.

Wicked people have their own troubles, and the savior who has always tortured others also has a headache when he encounters the stupid and heartless, so he has to stop first and let the knight find a way to escape.

Si Yuyan, who is better at coaxing children, is deeply loved by Xiaodi, and he is not afraid to sit high on his neck, but he is not happy to see that he no longer carries himself on his back, so he grabs his short golden brown hair and orders: "Drive!" !"

Harry cast a nasty glance at the frantic dead fish eyes: "Hey, why are you chasing after me all the time. I have a boyfriend, and we have a good relationship. Look, a child can play soy sauce."

He casually tugged at the chivalrous man who was strangling his neck and was busy breathing.

"Oh! Seeing that you are not very old, I didn't expect the child to be so old!" Si Yuyan was shocked, and raised a small drop and asked Harry seriously, "I thought this was your sister, it seems... no Is it your daughter?"

"how is this possible!"

The two were arguing aside, and the knight huddled into a ball with tears in his eyes and brushed his mian: [I am like an ant on a dead leaf, floating on the water, terrified all day long, because a slightly larger wave can destroy my life.Maybe my birth was a mistake. 】By the way, take a selfie.

The ding dong sounded non-stop, it was someone replying on Miwu.The knight refreshed and almost vomited blood:

[What a poor hemp rope. 】

【+1】

[What a beautiful, weak, kind and simple hemp rope, if I were not human, I would definitely fall in love with you. 】

【Together! ! ! 】

Nima, is my sense of existence a hemp rope? !Don't be too sad!

After a while of dawdling, Siyuyan finally agreed to move, and the little girl with dark eyes wanted to leave.Unexpectedly, Xiaodi yelled and grabbed the hair of the dead fish eye to signal him to go back, and stretched out his chubby hands to throw himself into Harry's arms, and almost fell headfirst because of this.

Alarm bells were ringing.Harry moved a few steps immediately: "What?"

"Hmm...Little Die, right?" Dead Fisheye hugged Xiaodi well, and looked at Harry hopefully with dead fisheyes with heavy dark circles under their eyes, "That...Little Die seems to want to follow you—— "

"Absolutely not!"

Dead Fisheye, well, maybe he should be called Lean.

Lien is a very nosy person, not to mention his bad-natured personality, which is a bit lacking in thought.On Meteor Street, this is a standard fat sheep. It is estimated that it was thrown into the pot and boiled, and it has to help sprinkle salt.

Li En solemnly lobbied for a long time, a certain savior was really entangled and had no choice but to think that his second dog was becoming more and more obsessed with electronic products, and he should correct the three views of knights so that in the future this kid would marry a computer and come back before agreeing to leave Xiaodi behind. Down.

But Li En was teary-eyed and reluctant to part with his "cute and cute little girl", so he also had the audacity to follow.

Now the allocation of rooms became a problem.

Before Feitan ran away from home, Harry and Feitan slept in the bedroom, and the knight guarded the door.

As for the basement, it's damp, cold, cluttered and completely uninhabitable.

No matter how you calculate it, it cannot be allocated.Now Xiaodi is still young, when the little girl grows up, she will definitely want her own bedroom.Harry was troubled.

He had no choice but to draw a curtain in the bedroom, separating it into two halves, with the little drop inside, and the two boys outside by the door.The pet cat knight is still watching at the door.

After the winter is over, look for a more spacious residence.

...Harry miscalculated.

Lien, this guy, anyone dares to take it home!

Like the little dumb guy who usually keeps silent and convulses when he sees an apple, and the little browless guy who always tells bad jokes and makes everyone laugh out loud; The one who couldn't stand it was the one with the tattoo on his head, named Kuroro. He held a Lolita magazine and flipped through it all day long. Harry glanced at it by accident. They were all gorgeous dresses full of lace and ruffles Pretending, shaking his shoulders and laughing while watching.

"Little friend, why are you here alone? Where's your mother?" Dead Fisheye's serious and serious voice came over, accompanied by the little boy's howl, Harry staggered.

When will this kind of day be...

[Krollo Rhapsody - Collection]

Kuroro has a very precious collection, which is wrapped in a small flannel bag and carried in his arms every day.

He would often take that mysterious treasure out of the pouch and hold it in the palm of his hand, staring at it with fascinated eyes, and praising it with a delicate smile full of affection: "...This is so, this incredible...unique... Ingenious workmanship..."

"The fixed belief of the eldest son of the enemy and the guest?" Ku Bie guessed.

"Maybe it's a figure of an Il fan." The knight retorted.

So everyone turned their heads to look at Maggie, and Leng Mei rarely hesitated: "What you said is wrong. And... it's best not to know what it is, because you will regret it."

The action-oriented Kurapika teamed up with twelve gossip spiders to rack their brains to get the bag. The blond boy put on white gloves and carefully picked out the contents of the flannel bag.

"...What is this?" Finks asked blankly.

"Idiot!" Kurapika yelled angrily, "This is Kuroro's beloved little mirror!"

[Krollo Rhapsody - Plaster]

Kurolo Roussillo, a well-known criminal, was wandering the streets with a custom-made skirt at this time.

When passing a crossroad, I frankly mixed with a group of primary school students, watching HERO cartoons played on the super large electronic screen on the outer wall of the supermarket with great interest.But an advertisement was inserted soon, so he planned to buy the film and watch it back.

What surprised him was that the very calm face of his fiancé, the Hakka young master who beat the enemy appeared on the screen.

Yi Ermi clutched her chest and coughed so loudly that she almost vomited blood. Then she lifted her clothes and put a plaster on her lower abdomen, feeling refreshed.

"XX stopped coughing and wheezing," Yi Ermi's paralyzed face miraculously revealed a happy expression, "the curative effect is guaranteed."