Since I've been the sister of these people

It was night, and Mizugu Xinghua was so hungry that she couldn't sleep well, so she had to get up from the cool concrete floor, and planned to take a walk outside to burn off some energy, and then went back to dream about Duke Zhou.

At this time outside the house, the moonlight was just right, but the evening wind was a bit biting, she gave up her plan for a night tour before taking a few steps, and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by a clear voice.

"Can't you sleep either?"

Kurolo looked at her and said calmly.

Meteor Street may be a place rich in beauties. She has been here for so long, except for a bald man like Jock, she has never met anyone who is not good-looking.

Although the young man in front of him was wearing shabby clothes, he had an air of indifference and independence, as if he was born to be different.

How should I put it, no matter how silent some people are, they will not make people feel dull, just like a fairy, with a strong taste of coldness.

Mizutani Xinghua didn't expect that Kuroro would take the initiative to talk to her. She scratched her hair and didn't know what to say, so she nodded as a response.

"Would you like to go out?"

"what?"

Kuroro's question is too broad, and she doesn't know what the so-called "going out" refers to.

"I mean--"

Suddenly, his eyes seemed to be mixed with sharp knives, and the eyes he looked at her seemed to penetrate her entire soul in an instant.

"You don't belong to Meteor Street, every expression on your face is clamoring to escape from this place as soon as possible."

Shui Gu Xinghua was slightly stunned, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was harmless to be seen by him. Let me ask--people in hell, even evil spirits, who would not yearn for early bliss.

She calmed down and said frankly, "You're right."

Kuroro stopped talking, just looked at her quietly.

At a certain moment, Mizutani Kyoka somehow felt that he was very similar to Osamu Dazai when he was a child, but very different——

At least, the bastard brother would never look at her like this.

"I have an idea that you might be interested in."

After a while, he said lightly, it sounded like he just mentioned something casually.

Mizutani Xinghua intuitively felt that it was best not to have too much interaction with this person, so she said tactfully: "Let's forget it, I..."

I'm just a visitor after all.

Kuroro didn't mind her rejection, but nodded slightly to show that he knew.

For a while, the atmosphere completely cooled down, although it was not very enthusiastic at first.

"Forget it, you and I are people from two worlds."

Kuroro approached her slowly, and finally stopped half a meter away from her.

He took out a crumpled candy wrapper from his pocket, spread it in his palm, and handed it to her.

The moonlight illuminated his eyebrows and eyes, making his facial features softer than before.

It seemed that the soul overlapped with this world for a moment. At this moment, she felt that Kuroro was more like a person.

The feeling of dread just now gradually faded away, and Mizutani Xinghua gently took the candy wrapper. For some reason, the restlessness in her heart due to various things piled up in this moment had real peace.

She was suddenly a little thankful that she was able to save this person that night, it was really great.

"Thank you."

He still had no emotion, as if he was talking about something completely irrelevant to him.

Mizutani Xinghua didn't mind his attitude, and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

"What are you doing?!"

Caught off guard, a small figure appeared in front of them, with restrained anger.

"Why did you come out? It's cold outside. You're not in good health yet. You'd better go in quickly."

She naturally ignored the gnashing of teeth in the little man's words, unavoidably worried about his body.

"I'll ask you one last time, what the hell are you two doing!"

The little dwarf stood stubbornly not too far away from them, asking questions relentlessly.

"Uh, we..."

Most of the time, Mizutani Xinghua couldn't understand the reason why the little dwarf was angry. In this case, the only way to break it was to "coax".

She was about to say a few words casually and change the subject, but Ku Luo took the conversation away.

His eyes moved, and he said calmly, "She was just telling me that she wants to live with you."

Ok....?

"When will I—"

Just as Mizutani Xinghua was about to refute, Kuroro gave her a cool look.

She paused knowingly, turned her head to see the reaction of the little dwarf, and found that his face changed again and again, and finally frowned, turned his head awkwardly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his lips and teeth: "Who wants to live with her?" ...."

Damn, I just don't want you to see me like this... When I was on the verge of life and death, didn't someone cry very sadly?

Mizutani Xinghua thought resentfully in her heart.

"So, do you want to join us?"

Kurolo said again.

"What do you mean?"

The little man's anger seemed to have dissipated visibly with the naked eye, but his tone at this moment was rare and calm.

"I want to build a group of 13 people, if you are interested, maybe you can be the second member besides me."

Hearing this, the two people present were startled.

Kuroro still had that half-dead expression on his face. Even though he was the initiator of this initiative, he didn't show much interest in it.

"and then?"

asked the little man with great interest.

"It's just an experiment. This group will walk out of Meteor Street as a third-party force other than the underworld and the Senate. Unless the members who make up the group die, they will always exist for the brigade."

According to Kuroro's description, Mizutani Kyoka instinctively felt that his ideal "brigade" was more like a pyramid scheme, the kind where no refunds would be given.

"Hmph, let me work for the power you cultivated for the rest of my life?"

The little dwarf snorted slightly and questioned.

Kuroro pondered for a while, and when he raised his head again, Mizutani Xinghua actually had an illusion, as if at a certain moment, this young man was also favored by light.

"Not for me, but for the common will of our companions."

he said softly.

"Don't you want to give it a try, grab everything you want, there is no place for us—

Just develop one yourself. "

The little dwarf was silent, and he didn't know which point in Kuroro's words attracted him. The irritable old man who was angry and disrespected his relatives unexpectedly nodded and agreed to this absurd idea.

"Will she be together?"

The little man pointed to the Mizugu apricot blossom beside him.

The red-haired girl who has been named and has been confused until now does not know what a terrible moment she has witnessed.

"Won't--"

Kurolo paused, and continued: "But she will become our spider web."

"network?"

She instinctively felt that she was being tricked by this young man, but she couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

"I am the brain of a spider, he... may I ask, what is your name?"

The little dwarf glanced vaguely at Mizugu Xinghua next to him, and said in a muffled voice, "Fei Tan."

"My name is Claire."

The red-haired girl answered with great interest.

"No need to repeat it!"

Fei Tan blushed and said impatiently.

"Hey, didn't you say that exchanging names is a big deal, I'm adding a sense of ritual."

she explained nicely.

The little kid still snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Kuroro looked at them quietly, with a little emotion in his tone: "The relationship between the two of you is really good."

"Where is it good?!"

Fei Tan retorted loudly.

At this time, he didn't know that in the future, in order to meet this red-haired girl, he would run around all night. He had to climb over every wall he had to climb, and most of the rare treasures he had snatched would go into her pocket.

Of course, that's for later.

"... Feitan is one of the twelve legs of a spider, and what you need to do is to be a good backup for the brigade before it becomes a powerful hunter."

Kuroro said this very righteously, with a sense of taking it for granted.

"Wait a moment--"

Mizutani Xinghua couldn't help interrupting him.

"How can you be sure that I will be fooled by you like the fool Feitan?"

"Fuck, who are you calling a fool?!"

The little dwarf said angrily.

Mizutani Xinghua ignored the fire-breathing dragon, eager to hear Kuroro's answer.

"After leaving Meteor Street, I will promise you a condition that will not harm the interests of the brigade."

Leave Meteor Street...

"turn down!"

By that time, I would have patted my butt and didn't take away a piece of cloud. Wouldn't it be that you will take away this favor.

She couldn't help muttering in her heart.

"Claire, don't be so confident that after you leave Meteor Street, you will definitely get what you want."

Kuroro looked at her and said firmly.

Mizutani Xinghua's heart skipped a beat by his eyes, and a bad premonition faintly arose.

"why would you say so?"

she asked warily.

"intuition."

Compared to her nervousness, Kuroro just replied two words lightly.

Then, he pulled out a piece of yellowed, rough-edged paper from his pocket, which looked like a wanted warrant.

She took it, and couldn't help being breathless. Seeing this, Fei Tan on the side quickly stepped forward, grabbed the paper in her hand, and gradually frowned after seeing the familiar portrait on the paper.

"Clear, I have all the information you need here, how about it, the previous transaction still stands."

Kuroro said lightly, as if he knew everything about her well.

Mizutani Xinghua gritted her teeth. Although she had a premonition that if she agreed to Kuroro here, she would be doomed, but she knew too little about this body, and she desperately needed information.

"make a deal."

After sorting out the priorities, she simply said.

In the following time, she braved the howling cold wind and heard how the boss of District 5 was madly infatuated with her. Not only did she hand out various leaflets, but she also secretly communicated with the district chiefs of each district. If there was news of her, he would be grateful for the fact that he packed it together and sent it to District 5.

After hearing this, she was already numb, but Fei Tan was so angry that he threatened to pull out the old man's nails, chop them into minced meat and feed them to the dogs.

"As far as I know, Depra seems to know that you are dead."

Kurolo continued.

Mizutani Xinghua couldn't react for a while, and couldn't help interrupting him: "When did I die?"

Kuroro glanced at her and explained: "Jock's organization is the largest underground trading channel on Meteor Street, and their main business is reselling people. Because some districts strictly prohibit the trading of living people, some high-ranking people can only go through organization to achieve its goals."

"And you should be the rare dead man's business they took over. I deduce that Depra knew the news of your death by accident, and you happened to die in the 12th district. I dare not blatantly extend my hand to District 12, so I can only entrust Jock's organization to bring you out——

After all, that man is not the type to go to the garbage dump in the middle of the night to pick up people. "

Leaving aside that underground organization, there are still idiots in this world who won't even let their corpses go.

Mizutani Xinghua sighed with a headache.

"Maybe it's not a good thing for you to change from a corpse to a living person."

Kuroro lightly stabbed her heart.

"I wasn't dead in the first place."

As she wrapped her clothes and walked into the house, she turned her head and corrected him seriously.

If Depra already knew about her being stabbed to death, it was probably from Grandma Yiermi.

That's good, when you clean him up, you don't have to worry about hiding.

Who made her a dead person?

Feitan and Kuroro were still whispering outside, she couldn't hear clearly, and could only see Feitan frowning from time to time, everyone has their own worries.... She sighed.

It seems that the people outside the small shed were indeed coming for her, and they don't know what happened to Mr. Madman now.

I hope he is safe and sound.

She prayed silently in her heart.

***

the other side.

When Maggie and Hisoka, who went out to collect medicines, rushed back to the small courtyard, Kaisa was being trampled on the ground like a dying ant.

Seeing this, Maggie's face was as black as charcoal.

Hisoka's eyes quickly turned cold, but the corner of his mouth opened a strange arc.

He was too familiar with that person, the one he wanted to kill even in his dreams.

"Long time no see, Hisoka, stay safe."

Depra's condition is not good at the moment, his eye sockets are filled with red blood, and he looks quite terrifying.

Hisoka sneered, feeling that the murderous aura suppressed in his body could not be stopped, but he never expected that instead of looking for him, this man would come to him on his own initiative.

"You murderer!"

Depra shouted angrily.

The knife that Hisoka was about to throw stagnated, and there was always an ominous premonition happening.

"Why, why did you hand Claire over to the beater, Beyonce killed her!!!"

"My...my baby, my Claire!"

The man yelled frantically.

"Boom-"

It was the sound of a knife falling to the ground.

Hisoka's eyes gradually became dull, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"You're saying it again...who died?"

He squinted at Depra like a walking dead, as if he had been sucked out of his anger all of a sudden, with a thunderous shock and silence.

My Claire...she won't die.

Hisoka murmured over and over again in his heart.

To hell with anyone who curses Claire.