[Hunter] Pearl Forest

On the second day after arriving on the island, Kurapika suffered from an occupational disease. He spent half a day traveling all over the island, and even drew a map that was not so detailed but accurately explained the local characteristics.This act of finding a way out at any time made him discover a strange place.

"Speaking of which, this island..."

It is fatal that there is not even a decent agricultural product.

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the weedy wasteland.

"After all, sailors and fishermen live on this island." Said Sarin, who volunteered to act as a guide. "Once a week, it is enough to bring back a boat of food and daily necessities from a nearby island."

"...what about your hotel job?"

"The morning is over!"

"Oh."

Kurapika had nothing to do with the smiling girl.

He felt that Sarin was like a curious cat who discovered a new plant. Once he found the poisonous immortal, he would circle around and play with it with great interest.

...So I am the timoth that was played with?

Kurapika sighed.

And Shalin just looked down at the wild flowers on the ground.

Even in barren soil, decent flowers can bloom.

"Kurapica, have you heard of El Dorado?" she asked.

"I think, in the common language, this should mean the land of gold."

"Correct."

"Is this the..."

"How is it possible? And after landing, you didn't take two steps to pick up a piece of gold, right?"

Charlene smiled, and told him the history of the island.

"That's right... If I insist, this place was once a transit port set up for the pursuit of El Dorado. Many people will gather here first, looking for employers or partners, ships, or buying supplies, and then set foot on the real voyage .”

"once?"

"Well, after all, sea voyages a hundred years ago were still very unsafe. People who would give up their stable lives and pursue gold are originally a group of desperadoes, such as nobles, criminals, vagabonds, mercenaries... Countless people They flooded into this small island and drove away the original residents of the island, so of course no one is willing to cultivate the land.”

"Although no one knows exactly what happened afterwards, at least it looked like this when my parents' boat came to the island."

her parents.

Kurapika glanced at her, didn't go into it, but said softly, "Go back."

As a result, after walking a few steps, I heard a scream of "Wooah" behind me.

The girl tripped over the thick vines all over the ground.

Shadows loom overhead.

The young man in the black suit squatted down and stretched out his chained right hand.

"Can you still stand up?"

"Ah, um."

When I really touched his palm, I realized that it wasn't as cold as I imagined.

"Thank you."

After pulling the girl up, he bent down to help her wipe off the dust from the corner of her skirt, straightened up, and met Shalin's dazed eyes.

"?"

"No, nothing..." His eyes fluttered.

Kurapika glanced at the road conditions and Sarin's skirt and brown leather shoes with heels.

"excuse me."

"!!"

The sense of weightlessness that suddenly soars into the air.

Charlene almost cried out.

but.

"That's it, Kurapika." His right shoulder hurt a little from the chain.

"?"

"So lovely."

"what?"

"Face?"

"...Throw you down. Right here."

"……sorry."

Some distance away from the hotel, he put the man down.

"Ah, the stars!" Suddenly heard an exclamation.

Kurapika shook his head.

It's still evening, where do the stars come from?

Shalin caught the pendant that fell into her palm and lifted it up, the prismatic transparent stone dangling in front of her eyes.

"This, is it broken?"

Kurapika touched his earlobe and took off the stud.

"It's broken." She didn't seem to be troubled.

"I can fix it if you don't mind."

Spreading the pendant in the palm of her hand, Sarin handed it over with a smile, letting Kurapika decide for herself.

"But I'm going to help Aunt Daima soon, so I can only repair it at night, so... During this time, can I keep it?"

Kurapika didn't move, "How can I trust a pirate?"

"!"

Charlene froze.

"The people on this island, and the people in your hotel, are pirates masquerading as merchant mariners."

A pure gold clock, a painting stolen at sea before You Kexin's underground auction last year.

The painting was put into a cheap picture frame of hundreds of nuns, and hung in the dining room majesticly.

And the precious antique plate, enough to be put in the museum, is used to serve homemade creamy mushroom pasta.

How many nerves do these people have?

Really satisfied.

…although, the pasta was indeed delicious.

Sarah didn't know how to answer.

Because what he said was true.

"Feel sorry……"

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Eh? But."

"I didn't say it was bad."

With the setting sun behind his back, he rarely smiled easily.

"And, perhaps, I might be the most vicious person on this island, so I don't have the right to criticize others."

"Kurapica..."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

After speaking, he turned his back and walked into the hotel.

"..."

Sarin held the pendant tightly.

"Sir, I see." The junior soldier put down his binoculars.

"Don't get too close." On the deck, the man spoke into the microphone and gave an order, "When all their ships set sail tomorrow, they will prepare to land on the island."

"Hmm... Sure enough, the chain is loose."

I came to a conclusion: "If it's just this level, it can be repaired soon. That's great."

Kurapika put it in his pocket, holding the steaming coffee in one hand.

Daima, who seemed to have infinite enthusiasm, completely regarded him as a classmate who came to play with her niece during the summer vacation, always carrying small snacks for feeding, and this time, the chocolate pancakes she baked by herself were all busy all night The young girls were wiped out.

He is looking at the glassware on the shelf.

Turning around, Shalin, who took off the magnifying glass, stood behind her at some point, holding the earrings with a smile on her face.

"Return to the original owner."

After thanking him, Kurapika put the cup aside.

Then he took off the earring and put it back on his left ear.

Seeing that he still shook his head delicately a few times to confirm, Shalin covered her mouth and snickered.

"I made these before." Shalin also walked to the shelf, "Although they are all small gadgets, I forget all my troubles when I concentrate on carving. I used to like doing this kind of handicraft." Finger pointed After drinking half of the coffee, "I made this too."

"Pfft." He choked.

"...You don't need this reaction, do you? Don't worry, you didn't poison it."

"I know."

"It's just an ordinary obsession drug~"

"..."

Kurapika took another sip without changing his face: "Really."

Never mind.

"Is it no longer done?"

"Huh?" This was the first time that the young man showed interest in something, "Occasionally, I still do... but in the end I didn't feel in the mood..."

From this studio you can see the sea, along with the pier, which is lit all night.

So even if she doesn't do anything, she still prefers to stay here than her own room.

Shalin lay down in front of the window and blew the night breeze.

Kurapika noticed a strand of hair was pinned under her arm.

"As you guessed, the people on the island, including my parents, used to be pirates. Of course, most of them still are. When I was five years old, my parents' boat disappeared at sea. Since I haven't heard If there is an accident, then he is probably still alive somewhere in the world."

She propped her chin and said.

"You want to find them?"

"Ah."

"After finding it?"

"Who knows." The girl looked over, "I don't want them to come back here or something, how should I put it... maybe I want to end myself. Otherwise, nothing can start."

"..."

"Where's Kurapika?"

"what?"

"Where do you want to go and what do you want to do after you leave the island?"

"I still have one thing that must be done. The risk is very high, and I may die."

"What if it's really finished?" she asked, "Anyway, if I find my parents, I will definitely drink all the treasures in my uncle's wine cellar and celebrate."

"……do not know."

He never considered getting back behind the eyes of his people, not once.

"If my plan goes well, then by then I will have both feet in front of the entrance to hell."

"Then write a visit here on the door and bribe the train to take you to heaven!"

"It's not a system, is it?"

"What does it matter!"

Looking at the silver sand beach reflecting the gentle moonlight, Shalin even lowered her voice: "Let's do this. After everything is over, I'll be a glass artist, hold exhibitions and get insurance, and then you will pretend to be a thief Everything is stolen, and we make a lot of money together."

As expected of a pirate's daughter.

Kurapikamo: "...isn't there something more practical?"

"Sail around the world?"

"almost."

"I still think it's better to cheat the insurance company—"

"cough."

"……All right."

Seeing Sarin covered in moonlight, Kurapika lowered his eyes.

The cold coffee tasted a little sweet, and when I sent the cup back to Damar, I found out that the raw material of the magic was a little brandy.

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Also I don't know what's up with food labels hhh