[Comprehensive] Misfortune

"She walks in the light and shadow of beauty,

Like a cloudless night sky, full of stars;

The most beautiful image of light and dark,

Meet her face and eyes,

Melting into a tranquil clear light--

This light, even if it is a gorgeous day, God refuses to give it alms.

One more shadow, one less light,

would have marred that indescribable beauty:

Beauty floats in her black locks,

Sprinkle soft light on her cheeks..."

In the coastal cafe in Satoska, a young man with black hair and dark eyes was sitting by the window, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand.His expression was concentrated, his thin lips opened and closed, and he spit out beautiful poems one after another. The emotion contained in his clear voice can soften the heart of any girl, wishing to turn the youth into a pool of spring water. Surrounded by the field, play with him in the river of love.

It would have been a better picture if he hadn't been sitting across from a scruffy samurai with an impatient look on his face.

"Captain, is it almost time?"

Nobunaga half drooped his eyelids, talked boredly, and yawned after he finished speaking.

Kuroro Rusilu, the leader of the world's A-class criminal gang - the Phantom Brigade, closed the book after hearing this, and there were a few tiny light spots flickering on the edge of the dark pupil.

Kuroro stood up, "Let's go."

Nobunaga, who had been bored for a long time, immediately stood up, glanced at the knight coming out of the bathroom, turned around and left behind the young man.

"That... please wait a moment, guest, you forgot your book!" The waiter who had been paying attention to the seat by the window picked up the book that the young man had left on the table, and shouted with some anticipation road.

The young man turned his head, there was no expression on his delicate face.

The waiter with the bun on his head felt a chill for no reason.

"It's useless, just accept it if you like it."

After speaking, three people with different images left the cafe.

The waiter looked at the three of them... To be precise, she watched the young man walking in the front gradually walk away, reluctantly looked away, and looked at the book that still had a youthful taste in her hand.

The knight looked at Kuroro's back, shrugged his shoulders, and casually sighed: "Is that the book we found in the ancient tomb we went to last time? It's really ruthless, leader."

Kuroro didn't look back, and kept walking at a fast but easy pace. The young man said lightly, "Because I'm no longer interested, and it's time to find some new fun."

"Oh?" The knight raised his eyebrows, "A new mission? A relic? Or a treasure?"

"Not at all."

"Ok?"

Kuroro looked straight ahead, a pair of black pupils gradually deepened from the edge to the center, and in the middle was a darkness that was too thick to melt away, like a quiet vortex under a typhoon, which would be swallowed up if you didn't pay attention.

"Seven beauties in the world, I want this."

"Well... the seven beauties of the world are... fiery red eyes, white fire, colorful eggs, crystal feather bones, water glass, liquid ore... Eh? What else is there? Speaking of which, Captain, some of them even It’s not certain whether it really exists, right?”

"Although it is a common perception, no one knows the specific information. Are you looking for this kind of thing?" Nobunaga lazily grasped his chest, apparently lacking in interest.

"It is not good?"

Chrollo seemed to chuckle slightly.

"The existence of the unknown... Wouldn't it be nice to make the unknown known?"

"That's right." The knight smiled and affirmed Kuroro's argument.

Nobunaga curled his lips, but did not refute.

The three of them gradually moved away, gradually disappearing in the sea of ​​people.

In the beginning...it was just wanting.

If you want to get it and have enough ability to get it, then things are very simple.

But... no one is always invincible, even Nitro, the president of the Hunter Association who stands at the top of the hunter, will have a day of failure.

Whoever sheds human blood must shed blood.

This point, every person who was born on Meteor Street is very clear.

From the moment they survived, they knew that one day they would die.

—playing with joy in death.

This is what Chrollo Rushiru's Phantom Troupe is after.

In a city tens of thousands of kilometers away from Satoska, at the highest place where you can touch the clouds when you open the window, a woman in a long Lolita-style dress slowly stretched out her hand and pressed The figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"It's sunny today."

The woman's voice will remind some people who have been in contact with the mystery of the legendary song "Dark Sonata" composed by the devil. It is a voice that can harm people, and it is extremely beautiful.

If this woman sings loudly, even the Demon King will be destroyed.

The man standing behind the woman thought so.

"Yeah, it's really a pleasant weather~~ When I was sitting in the car just now, I was thinking that today's sky is so beautiful that I can meet a beautiful girl while walking on the road. It seems that my premonition is still Quite accurate, don't you think so? Beautiful lady."

The newly appointed vice president of the Hunter Association, Pariston Hill is a handsome blond guy. When he smiles, he will give people a feeling of spring breeze.From the outside, he is a cheerful and modest perfect man, not to mention he has great strength, and his status is so high that 90.00% of people look up to him...

What a perfect man, no matter from any angle.

"It's impolite to stop Mr. Vice President on the street without posting the greeting card in advance, but I believe the Vice President won't blame me, right?"

"You really like joking." The smile in Pariston's eyes gradually deepened, "If you really want to blame, you should also blame Miss, you just appeared in front of me now, making me feel that my life so far has been living in darkness feeling in it."

"Really……"

The woman's slender fingers tapped lightly on the transparent window, and the round and hard nails made a crisp sound when they touched the glass.

The sound became faster and more urgent, and finally disappeared suddenly, leaving only the reverberation that seemed to be a hallucination.

As the undissipated reverberation rose, the woman turned around.

Sakurai Yuko looked directly into Pariston's eyes, and the face favored by the gods was decorated with a look of disdain for humans.

Pariston slowly put away his smile, and emotions that had nothing to do with temperature finally appeared in those perennially smiling eyes, which were some kind of hard emotions with a mineral texture.

The woman who can make the leader of V5 become its eagle dog, the existence that originally only existed in rumors.

Sakurai Yuko.

What he is watching right now is Sakurai Yuko.

"The vice president can really talk," Sakurai Yuko slowly walked to Pariston's side, the distance between the two was less than a palm, and no one turned his head to look at the person beside him, "But so That's right, you should feel honored, from the day you came into this world, you should be full of gratitude, there are not many people in this world who have met me, and you are one of them... But only this Can't satisfy Mr. Pariston?"

"If I am such a man who is easy to satisfy, then I am not qualified to appear in front of you, am I?"

"Heh~ Correct answer."

"It's my honor to be able to work for a woman like you, but the problem is... I don't know what you need me to do yet."

"It's very simple."

"Simple?"

"I hope that today's good weather can be maintained forever. It's such a simple matter. The vice president must not think that it is overkill."

"Hahaha...how come? This is my line, I hope you don't overestimate me, a mere vice president..."

"Did you know? On such a beautiful day, some people can meet beautiful beings, while others rot in the garbage dump, only worthy of being food for vultures."

Sakurai Yuko walked to the wall, where a huge map hung on the wall.

Pariston closed his eyes and opened them again, a false smile gradually spread in his eyes, as usual.

The blond man looked at the woman. That back figure should only appear on an oil painting. After exhausting the artist's pen, ink and painstaking efforts, he could barely capture a half-truth impression in the end.

"Many years ago, I once went to a place. Even if the people in that place tried their best to stand on tiptoes and raise their heads, there were still endless clouds. Therefore, they don't believe that there is such a good weather like today, and they don't believe in it." I believe that in such fine weather, it is possible to meet beautiful women, and they will think that they are hallucinating."

Existing information is too little.

The smile on the corner of Pariston's mouth deepened again, "It's really a sad story, could that place be..."

"Ah... that's right."

"What do you want to do?"

"Before I say this... Hey Mr. Pariston, I heard from Billande, are you an atheist?"

Bijande Nitro...

"exactly."

"Well... well, it doesn't really matter, but there are gods in this world, not only gods, but also ghosts. Didn't Mr. Pariston have such doubts when he was young?"

"What do you mean by this doubt?"

Sakurai Yuko looked back, with the tails of her eyes slightly raised, with a hint of a meaningful smile.

This is the first time Pariston has seen Sakurai Yuko show her expression since she was "invited" to see her.

Very... very beautiful.

The so-called hunter, explore the unknown.

Pariston was able to climb up to the position of vice president of the Hunter Association not only because of his ability to have both sides, but more importantly because of his strong strength.There are less than two-digit three-star hunters in the world, and Pariston is one of them.

Even though he has been to many places and seen many beautiful scenery that ordinary people would never have the chance to see in his life, the woman in front of him can still amaze him easily.

If it weren't for her smile, he would compare her to bottomless darkness.

The darkness is always so charming that it is hard to bear the coming of light.

"Obviously they are all Homo sapiens. Some people sleep on the finish line of other people's lives from birth, while some people can't even have traces of existence... Is it because of class, or region, or Is it a gene? The vice president of the dignified Hunter Association, Mr. Pariston, who is in charge of a group of top people in the world, has never thought about this problem, right?"

Pariston remained calm, "Then what do you think the answer should be?"

"Of course it's God."

Sakurai Yuko smiled and bent her eyes following Pariston's appearance, but her smile was much more fake than Pariston's.

"All of this is God's will. If it wasn't for the unknown being knocking on the window twice, how could there be so much innocent dust falling?"

Pallistone was silent for a moment, he straightened his back slightly unknowingly, unlike the gentleness just now, the cruel tyranny that could almost be called cruelty opened its teeth and claws in that humble smile.

"You want to become a god...can I understand that?"

Sakurai Yuko tilted her head, her pure black hair fluttered in mid-air due to her movements.

Sakurai Yuko laughed softly.

"That's... of course."

Three months later, V5 and the Hunter Association jointly signed the first version of the "Meteor Street Management Plan", which will manage the garbage dump that has been forgotten for thousands of years in a reasonable and orderly manner. Or babies, will get citizenship.

This move has caused an uproar around the world, and many forces have successively made corresponding countermeasures.

The author has something to say: the opening poem is Byron's "She Walks in the Light and Shadow of Beauty".

There are many translations of this poem, and the sentence "this light, even... alms" is actually another version, and it is quite a free translation compared to the original text (comparatively speaking), but The author really likes this sentence, so I used it without holding back, please don’t get me wrong~

·

The new chapter is still happy to start from the middle~

But it won't be flashbacks like Yin's mother, at most it's an interlude, after all, our night emperor (poof) is really too difficult to describe 2333