[Comprehensive] Correct usage of framed hero

"Thank you." After a short reaction, Ito gave a negative answer, "but it's not necessary."

"Huh?" This time it was Reborn's turn, who had never considered that his proposal would be rejected, turned his head.

The huge signboard of the pet hospital outside the window, colorful neon lights flashed in the night, flickering on and off the resolute and tough facial lines of the opposite person, giving him an inexplicable color of silence.

"It's not an important matter, I can solve it myself, and..." Ito paused slightly at this point, and then he gave a quite frank answer: "I don't want to owe you favors."

Reborn stared straight at him, not surprised that he could immediately understand the true meaning of what he said to give Xanxus special training, but he was still a little unhappy to be rejected by this kind of rejection.

"Do you owe me that little?" After a while, he pressed the brim of his hat and asked in a flat tone.

"So I don't want to do more." Ito didn't care about his directness at all, he said: "Otherwise, it would be too bad if I owed it until I died."

"For a man, the debt he once owed has to be paid off even on his knees."

"Huh~" He hummed softly in response to his answer, and after staring at that face again, Reborn first unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

The condition of the injured dog is very bad.

Just now Ito deliberately drove the car smoothly, but the blood still stained the entire trunk red, and after the rear cover was lifted, the injured dog who had just straightened his head and sniffed the air twice immediately bared his teeth, Its muscles were tense, with a vicious feeling that seemed to bite off a human hand.

"It's a good dog." Reborn deftly jumped to the edge of the carriage, then he looked away and looked at Ito: "I'm afraid this place is an old place for him."

"Probably, but this is the only animal hospital nearby that is still open at this time." Ito also took a look at the injured dog. The benefit of memorizing a thick yellow page when he first came to this city is here again Appeared, and then he suddenly stared at the wounded dog and said, "It's called king."

"Huh?" Reborn looked up.

"It's name is king." Ito repeated, and then he looked at Reborn, "Help me attract its attention."

"The lost dog should also be named king," Reborn turned his head, "You are so arrogant."

Obviously said so, but a smile appeared on the baby's face, and then he stretched his hand to the brim of the hat, and the chameleon, which was lying quietly on the brim of the hat, obediently followed the owner's wish into the shape of a gun, and he will hold the gun Point to the injured dog.

Wounded dog, no, King's eyes were fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and a low growl came out of his throat, but before it could finish gaining momentum, Ito quickly pulled out the coat that was stepped on by it, and again accurately covered its head.

Like holding a machine gun, he took the struggling dog to the hospital.

Ito noticed that the white man in a white coat looked stunned for a moment when he saw King, but after carefully looking at Ito and Reborn, he stopped looking at them, and skillfully took out the anesthesia needle from the cabinet , gave king a clean shot.

"Please wait a moment, I need to go in and find some equipment." The white man pointed to the duty room where only the computer screen was flashing blue light, and said.

Then, as if to make his words and deeds look more natural, he added: "This dog hurts a lot."

Ito nodded, as if he didn't notice the dense equipment around him, and the room sign marked the operating room deep in the corridor.

He put the king on the table, he didn't pay much attention to the doctor who was hurriedly walking towards the room, but glanced at Reborn.

"The nearby area is the power of the Scott family, a family born and raised in the Federation, with a size of less than 500 people." The little baby has already occupied a high position, and his eyes just look out at the road through the glass above the door, "Although I Kudaime will pay for the cost, but if you need takeaway service tonight, you will be responsible for the packing fee."

"For a dog," Reborn smiled again, but that kind of smile must make the hairs stand on end. "I hope you can pay enough for the movie you just finished."

“Otherwise, be the first customer to owe money to the delivery person and you’ll be famous,” he said.

Ito put his hand on the wounded dog's head and stroked it until Reborn finished his routine ridicule before responding unhurriedly: "First of all, it has a name, it's called king."

"Secondly, my latest salary was 30w, I thought you knew my financial situation."

"In the end, I personally think that maybe we should save the delivery fee for negotiation. I think just one delivery fee is enough to bring King home."

Reborn didn't answer, but the white coat that had hurried into the room earlier came out with something in his hand.

"May I ask when it will fully recover?" Just omit the nonsense about whether it can recover. Although humans and dogs are different, the structure of organisms is always similar, and this Ito can still tell.

"About a month." The doctor glanced at Ito inexplicably, as if the other person's tall stature made him feel uncomfortable, he subconsciously shrank his shoulders.

Then he hesitated for a moment, glanced at Reborn, and suddenly said: "If there are children in the family, this kind of dog is not suitable for raising."

——Ito thinks that if he needs to take out food tonight, maybe he can discuss with Reborn to see if he can share half of the food delivery fee.

But at a time like this, any fool would know not to watch reborn, Ito paused, and said in a normal tone: "I heard that Rottweilers are suitable for domestic use."

I don't know if his layman's words touched the doctor, but the thin-faced man raised his head and responded quickly: "But this dog is not suitable."

But then, as if regretting it, he hurriedly carried King into the operating room again.

Everyone can't help themselves, and Ito feels that he can understand this kind of betrayal of strangers, after all, the other party lives on the territory of other people's homes.

However, understanding does not mean that he has to give up what he wants to do.

The animal hospital in the middle of the night was not quiet. It seemed that the room next door was a temporary shelter for pets. Even through a wall, the barking of dogs could be heard from there.

Ito habitually looked at the surrounding environment again. The reception desk is made of wood, which can be used as a little cover. The iron-framed glass counter against the wall is also wide, at least if you turn sideways, it can still be used.

He saw that Reborn had pulled up a chair and sat on it facing the door.

The small body sits in the center of a chair that is too wide in comparison, but the upright posture is one-handed, which makes people feel very contrasting. It makes the enemy frightened and the companions feel at ease.

The so-called meat-eater aura is always present.

Ito sat in the corner.

Reborn looked back at him, even though the room was brightly lit, the other party had a deep silhouette, blending into the shadow cast by the cabinet, but he didn't have the gloom that ordinary people hiding in the shadows usually bring to people Instead of a dark sense of peeping, it is quiet and calm.

He thought of it, Ito, who is known as a genius, the only obstacle he encountered when performing was that he didn't seem to understand at all what it meant to be hesitant and fragile.

For a scene showing the future mafia leader who suddenly loses his direction in life after his father dies, he was ng repeatedly by the demanding director for 7 days, and the total salary for such hard work is only 30 yuan—it is this person, as long as he stretches What a rare amount of money that can be easily obtained with a finger.

He asked him this question.

"When it is not necessary for survival, I still tend to have a proper career." This is what he said when he cooperated with reborn to kill the invading enemies that night when he was scolded by the director.

At that time, he was wearing meticulous pajamas, and even if he was temporarily awakened, he didn't feel sleepy. Instead, he answered while looking at the blood-stained floor after killing the enemy.

It was really a rigorous and cunning answer, typical of his style, recalling this, Reborn smiled again, he can still remember, when he turned his head to look at him at that time, maybe he was careless because he was considering whether to replace the floor look.

The slight sound of feet stepping on the snow interrupted Reborn's memory.

The two soft beeps of "Ka Ka" were a signal for them to tell each other that they were ready.

However, unexpectedly, the group of people who looked rather sturdy when they pushed the door open, the first thing they did was to raise their hands: "We are here to give away dog ​​tags."

—Meet a wise man. Reborn and Ito looked at each other at the same time, expressing such meaning in their eyes at the same time.

They are very aware of their illustrious reputation in the black world. If an injured champion fighting dog is exchanged for the friendship of two strong men, this kind of thing, Ito thinks, is a very reasonable and cost-effective deal.

Even before this, the other party had already issued a reward to find this guy who was said to have never been defeated, the champion of champions, but suddenly ran away tonight, but Ito thought, if it hadn't really moved him, he would never accept this kindness.

This is not that Ito is overly arrogant, but, this is the fact, at least the role he plays has never been the type of groveling to win the favorability of others.Because, with just one glance at him, he will be deliberately favored by others. It sounds like a tomboy, but the actual effect is quite unpleasant.

—For example, now.

It was 9:2 in the morning, and [-] hours had passed since Reborn originally announced that he would come back—different from what he said that night, because Varian's budget was rising steadily, Reborn still returned to Sicily for a while. This time, I gave Xanxus a special training that even Ito sometimes felt painful.

And yesterday, the special training was finally over, and Reborn needed to return here to continue his investigation and protection mission.

With an average page speed of 5 seconds, Ito flipped through the book in his hand unhurriedly. The whole airport was filled with the sound of flight delay announcements, but he was not in a hurry, but was picking mistakes in the book in his hand by the way—— I was too busy with time, even if I knew that "Part-time Killer and His Amnesia" had been released as a booklet, I didn't have much time to check it.

"Eh? It turned out to be the first edition of "Part-time Killer"?" Suddenly, such a voice came from my ear.

Ito raised his head, and what appeared in front of him was a very rare boy with pure white hair.

"Are you also a book fan? This book is very difficult to buy if you don't pre-order it on purpose." The other party looked at him and continued: "Me too, I like the layout very much, it is very delicate, it is rare, and it is difficult for me to guess the ending type."

"And the writing is not wordy, clean and powerful."

"Yeah." Ito glanced at him and nodded. His posture was indifferent, and he had no intention of continuing. In fact, although it was only a short two hours since he waited here in the morning, he had already I have been approached at least 5 times for almost the same reason.

While this didn't upset him, it wasn't anything to be happy about either.

He just looked at the other party with a deadpan but still polite, presumably at most 5 minutes, the other party can feel embarrassed and leave, he thought so casually, let the brain rest by the way - that is normal for most people reaction.

However, the facts were slightly beyond his expectation. After a brief exchange of glances, the other party seemed to have keenly observed his response. After a silence, the young man suddenly showed a bright smile: "Okay, I have to admit , I came to know you on purpose."

"Huh?" Ito made a sound.

"I didn't lie about what I said before. It's just that I know a little bit about computer technology, so I directly found your personal information, and then I transferred here from Italy."

"From tomorrow onwards, I will be your junior, and I am Bailan Jesso."

"——Come here for you." The white-haired boy said so frankly.