[Comprehensive] Love and Hunter

The next day the town was raining again.

In the morning, the rain is most expansive and soft.The sound of tapping on the water pipes on the roof spread throughout the entire hotel.

Tired all night, Yuna was so sleepy that she huddled under the blanket and refused to come out.Hearing the sound of the floor when someone was walking, she opened her eyelids sleepily, yawned and asked "go out"

Hisoka hummed a little tune and walked unsteadily towards the door.Hearing Yuna's question, he turned sideways and raised his lips with a smile, "Oh, I woke you up and I'm going to work now."

"Work" Yuna hugged the pillow and sat up slowly.She shook her head to wake herself up, "Does Hisoka not change clothes at work? A suit or something?"

In the sleepy sight, she saw Hisoka wearing a tight waistcoat with an exposed waist, with delicate and exaggerated clown makeup, and her nails were pointed and thin.Out of the house dressed like this, it really doesn't look like a serious practitioner.

"No need," Hisoka said, "It's a job where you can dress freely."

"What kind of job is it?" Yuna stepped into the slippers.

"Yeah." Hisoka raised his eyebrows, "If I have to say it, it's something like moving. There should only be three people working together."

"Ah" Yuna was puzzled.

Transport

It turns out that Hisoka works in the express delivery industry. It's not easy.

The courier brother is the spiritual pillar of human beings.Without express delivery, half of the world would collapse.I didn't expect Hisoka to look so unscrupulous, walking with twists and turns, and looking at the smoke, but behind his back he is such a simple and hardworking office worker who is willing to contribute to mankind.

So touched

Seeing that Yuna didn't speak, Hisoka blew a kiss and said "bye" and went out.

I don't know if he will come back after this farewell.

Perhaps, for some time afterwards, Yuna would never see him again.

In the bathroom on the second floor, there was a metallic bang, and someone was hitting the hot water pipe with a wrench.There were sluggish footsteps upstairs and downstairs, and Yuna could hear the proprietress washing the dishes, and the knives and forks collided with each other, making a bang, crisp and heavy.There is still heavy rain outside the house, making noise.

Yuna didn't have much spare money to eat, and she regretted that she didn't call Hisoka to ask him to borrow some money. In the end, she chose to lie down hungry and spend most of the day on an empty stomach.

At night, Kuroro's phone call came in, waking up the drowsy Yuna, "Are you free? I want to ask you out for dinner."

Yuna instantly felt relieved.

Half an hour later, she had gone out delicately, holding a small umbrella, and arrived at the agreed western restaurant.

It has been raining in the town, and the night and the rain are intertwined.Disturbed by the heavy rain, there was no one in the western restaurant.When Yuna entered the store, the electronic bell on the revolving door sang mechanically and briskly.

She went straight to the innermost position.Kuroro sat there, still wearing a shirt and trousers, with a black coat hanging on the back of the chair.He propped his face with his hands, staring at the night rain outside the window with his dark eyes; but it was so dark outside that his reflection on the glass was clearer than the street.

Yuna straightened her skirt, slowly sat down opposite him, pursed her lips and asked, "Mr. Kurolo, why did you think of asking me out?"

She didn't wear her hair in a bun, and let her black hair hang loosely on her shoulders; she wore a rare light makeup, and her lips were moist and shiny.She only had this kind of etiquette when she applied for the job of beating the enemy Hakka.

Kuroro came back to his senses, smiling softly, "Miss Chris came so fast. That's right, I want to ask about the sonata."

"Hey" Yuna froze for a moment.

"Ah, don't rush to talk about that. Since we are inviting you to dinner, eating is the most important thing." Kuroro handed over the menu, "The appetizer has been ordered, I don't know if it suits your taste. "

Yuna took a look.It's some smoked salmon with truffles, fresh mushrooms in lemon juice and cream soup or something, but it's not annoying.

She flipped through the menu and asked, "Is the Sonata the Dark Sonata?"

Kuroro nodded, "I'm a little curious. If it's Miss Chris, can you play that song?"

A soft sound.

With a wave of her slender hand, the menu suddenly closed.The soft sound was the sound of the sudden impact of the menu page wrapped in plastic.

Immediately, Yuna raised her head slowly.

"A word of advice, don't play that piece of music." Her blue eyes stared at Kuroro seriously, "That's the music score written by the devil. If you play it casually, you will be provoked." doom."

After a pause, her tone changed, and she turned her head and said softly to the waiter, "Give me a pine nut macaroni."

The waiter was a young boy.He quickly wrote down the meal with a ballpoint, his face turning suspiciously red.

Kuroro has been staring at her profile, seeing her look so serious, his eyes flickered slightly.Immediately, Kurolo said in a relaxed tone, "Oh, don't take it to heart. Actually, I'm not that interested in the score, I just asked casually."

Yuna's mind relaxed, and her usual soft complexion returned.

"Miss Yocris came out and just thought you were very funny and a person who made me happy." Kuroro said "Forget about it. Just talk about other things."

"Ah, yes. What are we talking about?" Yuna slowly shifted her mind away from the Dark Sonata.She lowered her eyes, stared at the protruding knuckles on her slender wrist, and asked, "Does Kurolo have someone to associate with?"

As if he didn't expect her to ask such an abrupt question, Kuroro froze for a few seconds.Soon, he chuckled, "Unfortunately, I'm still single."

Yuna sighed in her heart, "That's great".

"Because of work, I have to move around and move around, and it's hard to stay in one place safely." Kuroro looked regretful, "It's hard for me to find a life partner for a family like me. .”

"What kind of job does Kuroro do?" Yuna asked.

"Well," Kuroro thought for a while, "it's work dealing with archaeology and collections."

"Researcher, no wonder you came to see Crenshaw's solo exhibition." Yuna nodded, "I am a music student, and now I do part-time performances and tutoring. To be honest, life is really not easy, and part-time jobs are becoming more and more difficult. Hard to find."

If it were her in the past, she might not be able to withstand the storms of society and find a good man to marry.

Just as Yuna was thinking like this, the electronic bell on the revolving door rang again, and two figures walked into the store one after the other.Obviously the whole restaurant was empty, but they went straight through the hall, walked straight to Yuna's table, and then sat down at the table next to Kuroro.

Yuna looked sideways and almost froze.

Hisoka crossed his legs and opened a row of cards on the dining table with a relaxed expression.Across from him sat a mummified guy who looked like he had just been lifted out of a pyramid.

Yuna could barely keep her smile on.

After all, when I was having dinner with the man I liked, the good friend who was lying in the same bed last night suddenly appeared in front of me, no matter how I thought about it, it was a terrifying scene.

Sensing the sizing eyes, Hisoka turned his head and greeted in a good mood, "Oh, what a coincidence. After work, let's take a rest. Are you too?"

Yuna's smile became more and more fake.

jobs

So, this mummy is Hisoka’s colleague. No wonder Hisoka said that he can dress freely. This kind of freedom is too much, right? Now the courier company has started to squeeze the mummy to go to work?

Hisoka's eyes moved between Kuroro and Yuna.He fiddled with a playing card, and seemed to be in a good mood, with the joy of succeeding in a prank.

Kuroro blinked and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Hisoka's smile became more and more enthusiastic, "Yes, do we know each other?"

Yuna smiled softly, turned her head, and replied calmly and gently, "No. I don't know this man."

Hisoka.