Hunter Doujin—Ghost_Butterfly

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What kind of expression should I use?

What kind of topic should I use?

Mr. Callaud is very gentle, making people feel a little lonely and gentle...

just smile...

Smiling is the best expression...

Mr. Callaud is very gentle, so... so he won't mind...

Thinking this way, making such a secret decision, he raised his hands and wiped the liquid in his eye sockets that swirled from time to time but still didn't fall off. The thick black frame glasses hung on the bridge of his small nose, and they looked like they were about to fall. trend, but... never mind...

What's for dinner today?

What does Mr Callaud like?

Go ahead and ask...

Maybe... that's all right...

Whispering like this, talking to himself like this, raising his head slightly, looking at the door through the seemingly not-so-thin glass lens, the wooden... revealing a little old...

Stretch your arms, and let your already low body temperature fingers lightly touch the musty smelling door, wooden, probably this is the best...

"Squeak."

The obstacle blocking the line of sight is removed, and I see...

So... smile...

Pulling up the lip line, outlining a gentle and clean arc, relaxing the posture, showing the effect that makes people feel very comfortable, and then...

"Does Mr. Callaud like to eat dumplings?" He squinted his eyes, even though his eyes were covered by black thick-rimmed glasses, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but... he still narrowed his eyes gently, with a soft voice, as if he hadn't anything happens.

Stepping lightly, turning her wrists, she raised the pure white skirt that was parted due to the trend of advancement. It was white, as if without any color, like it was stained with... unknown...

Asking like this, talking like this, lowering his head at a certain angle, taking steps, and finally stopped, in front of a figure with azure blue hair, hair that was too long hanging down the front of the face, too thick People can only slightly see those big pupils, but...

"Would you like to eat dumplings today?" Continued, talking, with an unspeakably loud voice, eyes down, looking at the shoes with a little dust, the black sandal leather shoes with a little Peeling, it can be seen that it has been worn for a long time.

"Dumpling...what is it?" The tilted head, the hair swaying, the azure blue hair in the sway reflects a touch of white due to the slanting light of the sun, very bright...very, dazzling...

Hearing the sound, he lifted his slightly lowered head, raised his gaze towards the toe of the shoe, raised the corners of his lips, and showed... a smile...

"It's a food I like. It's something I often eat in the country I live in. Although it's a bit troublesome, Mr. Callaud should like it."

The fingers that played with the strangely shaped mobile phone in his hand stopped, his golden hair swayed, revealing his green eyes, half closed, and he opened and closed his lips to ask, "Where is the country of the little miss? Never said that."

"Mr. Knight, do you want to know?" He hesitated for a while, tilted his head at a certain angle, slightly stretched out his slender and pale fingers that seemed to be stained with an extremely ominous disease, touched one cheek, and shook his hair. Black, glowing with... light...

"Yeah~" In an instant, the bright green pupils of the pupils shone with brilliance, bright and clear, showing extreme interest.

What kind of place will it be?

Why didn't you notice it at all?

Thinking this way, regretting so much, and then answering, with a seldom revealed simplicity.

"I won't tell you~" Someone imitated the ending slightly, elongated his tone, narrowed his eyes even more, if possible, maybe adding a wagging tail would be more appropriate.

"Cut~~~~~" curled his lips in disdain, changed the shape of his lips, breathed, uttered such and such monosyllables, there was a trace of complaint, but quickly returned to the original state, moved closer, turned over In the palm of your hand, let the mobile phone held tightly in your palm turn out of color and finally fall into a pocket that is not very deep, "Is it a beautiful place?"

A moment of confusion...

His eyes were distracted, as if he was remembering something... Then he came back to his senses, looked at the handsome face that suddenly enlarged, and replied, "Yeah, it's a beautiful place."

Smiling, smiling like this, smiling with the corners of the lips raised, the sunset light behind him against such a smile makes people feel a little blurry...

Blurred figure...

Blurred smile...

"Is it far? Let's take a look together when you have time~" I noticed it, but what does that matter?So I continued to ask, so I continued the topic like this.

"Far?" The head was lowered a little, and the line of sight finally returned to the place where it existed at the beginning... The black patent leather shoes, slightly warped leather, revealing a dark gray texture, not a very new style, not very outstanding style, but...

Reluctant...

"It's very far..."

'Kill that child...that...demon...'

Mother looks very beautiful, the kind of beauty that no one can learn...

'Shallow water...'

My father looks handsome, tall, and unmatched in stature...

'Shallow water, repent...the Lord will redeem you...'

Brother... Brother always serves the Lord, the God he firmly believes in, the God in his heart, in front of him, in front of his eyes... God...

'Sister Qianshui. '

Mirror... Mirror... Mirror...

"Maybe I won't be able to go back for the rest of my life..." The voice wasn't very loud, but it couldn't be considered very low either. It was still so soft, and it was still in the afterglow of the setting sun, but...for a moment, I felt...that was so ,sorrow……

"I'm sorry, but if Mr. Knight wants to go, I can say something about our country." Slightly pushed the black thick-rimmed glasses that were about to decline, and changed the trajectory along the edge of the thick black frame , caressing the small and soft earlobe...

The cold temperature, the texture of metal, that is...

Mebius...

"Shallow water, I'm hungry." A voice came from behind, flipping through the books between his fingers, opening and closing pale lips, interrupting the seemingly soft conversation, frowning, but because he had recited Everyone's relationship, no one sees it.

Sir... sir... Kuroro...

"Understood, let's go now." Turning around, he responded like this, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head slightly, "Let's talk about it later, Mr. Knight."

"Okay." The tone was a little discouraged, but probably not that serious.

As the sun goes down, the afterglow is no longer...

'Shallow water, I'm hungry. '

'Got it, let's go. '

Sir... sir... Kuroro...

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This article is slowly heating up...

very very very slow heat...

and so……

There are still six chapters to finish...

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I'm not in love with this article...

It won't be updated for a few days...

Tired at work...

And it's cold...

It's already ten degrees below zero here...

Fingers are numb...

I don't want to do it anymore...