[Comprehensive] Misfortune

Thinking about it now, those days had a crystal-clear purity to me.No matter how I hold them up in the light, they will reflect different colors.

—Janet Vincent, "Written on the Body"

Sakurai Yuko admired the scene that was not much different from the memory for a while, then walked down the garbage dump with difficulty and walked to the periphery.

Although she has confidence in herself, even if it is too late to take off the disguise, she can use the samurai sword to resist it, but as expected, forget it, it is so uncomfortable to wear a gas mask all the time.

Sakurai Yuko sighed and walked eastward, where there were people waiting for her Pariston in advance. Before seeing them, Sakurai Yuko wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being alone.

Not alone locked in a room, watched feverishly by many shadowy gazes, but completely alone, all alone, alone.

What perfect solitude.

Speaking of which, why did Jun Xun send her to this world on April [-]st?

To achieve his goal, shouldn't he be sent to a more peaceful and gentle world?

From a certain point of view, this world is even worse than her original world.

hunter and prey.

It sounds like an uncivilized primitive world... Well, technology is indeed better than the ninja world where travel is basically based on feet, but there is no comparison between the airship and the airship, and it is not as fast as Il fans Woolen cloth.

Ok?

Sakurai Yuko stopped in her tracks.

After leaving Meteor Street and its surroundings, where the air quality is extremely poor, Sakurai Yuko took off her gas mask, but because the location is in the desert, she still wore goggles.

At this moment, Sakurai Yuko looked through the goggles at a group of people walking towards her direction in the distance.

It's annoying...

Sakurai Yuko pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then moved on, thinking that it is best to live in peace, otherwise it will only increase troubles.

The distance between the two parties is getting shorter and shorter.

The members of the Phantom Brigade are still wondering how such a woman who seems to be powerless and doesn't even have "tangle" can appear in the direction of Meteor Street by herself. The next second, they see their leader Walking faster and faster, and finally ran directly.

Spiders: Meow meow?

Aesthetics have not yet evolved to the point where he wears a coat in a vacuum, with big back hair and light bulb earrings, Kurolo Roussillo is still a normal handsome boy... Although he is over 20 years old, who is to say that the baby face is born with an advantage, even if No one would doubt that Kuroro is just a high school student.

Such a young man, who is more than harmless in appearance and is actually close to his heart, runs towards him. Any girl will have a little unrealistic romantic thoughts, right?

Then Sakurai Yuko pressed the handle of the knife on her waist.

Then Kuroro stopped about five meters away from Sakurai Yuko.

If Kuroro turned around, the spiders would all show an enlightened expression in unison.

Ah...it turns out that the head of the team has a new prey again.

That is, such an expression.

Kuroro stared at Sakurai Yuko, he stared at Sakurai Yuko without blinking, as if he wanted to pierce Sakurai Yuko before he was reconciled.

this attitude...

Sakurai Yuko let go of the handle of the knife in deep thought, stroked her sleeves and thought, "How do you feel that you know me? Are you here to pick me up?"

Sakurai Yuko noticed that after she opened her mouth, the boy on the opposite side suddenly shook slightly, and then a light slowly rose from the dark pupils, which was the light refracted by the blazing ice like fire.

"Miss Yuzi... I found you."

"Hey?" Yuko Sakurai frowned quickly, "Who are you? Who told you to come?"

Is the person Pariston is looking for so disobedient?

"Have you forgotten? Eighteen years ago, on Meteor Street."

Kuroro's tone can also be said to be persuasive. When it comes to this, Sakurai Yuko will be embarrassed if she can't remember it.

Sakurai Yuko remembered, and then Sakurai Yuko suddenly turned her head, covered her chest and retched.

Surrounding spiders: ...

Kurolo: ...

Sakurai Yuko reached into the cloak and took out a bottle of mineral water, drank a couple of sips, and then roughly pulled off the goggles, her complexion turning blue.

"Ahem... ah... is it you... are you still alive? What a great coincidence, uh... no, no, no..."

Sakurai Yuko quickly took two steps back, frowning with an ugly face and struggling: "I feel sick when I think of that time, can you stop talking?"

Kuroro's complexion remained unchanged, a humble smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and there was a trace of embarrassment that was easy to spot in the enthusiasm of his eyes. He looked no different from a normal person.

"Yes... yes... that's right, for Ms. Yuzi... it's an unbearable experience, right? I'm sorry... it reminded you of such bad memories..." Chrollo Good Boy Lucy His head lowered and his voice became softer, his pitiful appearance almost made the brigade shudder.

The knight and Maggie looked at each other, and four large characters flashed in their eyes at the same time—advance through retreat.

Yuko Sakurai was still stroking her chest, trying to suppress the nausea, and waved her hands impatiently, her tone was also a little irritable, "Don't pretend to me, you were a little liar back then , After so many years, he has just evolved into a big liar, right? Do you want to go back and see the progress of changes in your hometown?"

Kuroro's smile froze at the corner of her lips. She didn't know if it was Sakurai Yuko's illusion. She felt that the color of the pupils of her old acquaintance opposite was getting darker and darker, almost weird.

"That's right... What about you? What is a person doing here?"

Sakurai Yuko threw away the water bottle, took out a wet towel to wipe her hands, and lazily said, "Come and stroll if you're bored. My people are waiting for me outside. It's okay for you to think I'm here for a walk."

"Is that so..."

Before the lingering sound disappeared, Kuroro bullied himself behind him at a speed that Yuko Sakurai could not capture. The next moment, Yuko Sakurai found himself under control.

"Hello? Didn't the leader still want to lie to you just now? Now you're going to be tough?" Wojin, who was standing in the distance, scratched his head and asked curiously.

The knight shrugged, "I don't know, well... Anyway, I'll find out later. Let's go there."

The group members who stopped at the spot and waited for instructions from the group leader raised their feet and walked towards the man and woman who seemed to be cuddling together in the distance.

Sakurai Yuko turned her head to look at Kuroro behind her with a calm expression.

"what do you want to do?"

Kuroro was buried in the hair on the side of Sakurai Yuko's neck, his voice was clear and weak, but it contained a frightening frenzy.

"Miss Yuko... forgot my name, right?"

Sakurai Yuko raised her eyebrows and did not refute.

Kuroro lightly sniffed the scent that belonged to Sakurai Tamako, and the unforgettable sense of satisfaction came again, and the sweet waves of joy surged in the man's body.

"I told you, on Meteor Street, if you exchange names, you are a companion. But Miss Yuzi forgot my name, so...not a companion, the only remaining choice is a stranger."

"It's really hard to refute at first glance." Even though she was restrained, Sakurai Yuko did not respond, but her fake smile disappeared. "But is the name really that important? I don't think so Oh. Compared to a name, the emotion and bond that this name carries, that's what really matters, right?"

"I won't let you go if you say such things, so..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't let go, it's not uncomfortable anyway. Compared to this..."

Sakurai Yuko interrupted Kuroro lightly, and then laughed briskly amidst the steady breathing of the other party, looking back for a moment, her eyes were full of stars, and every strand of her hair exuded brilliance, which was not worthy of the daytime Owned soft light.

Sakurai Yuko stared into Kuroro's eyes, and she could see herself in Kuroro's eyes, which meant that Kuroro could also see him in her eyes.

Yuko Sakurai smiled innocently and slyly, her voice was brisk and lively, her voice was a little softer than before, like an oriole in a green forest, "Would you like to exchange names with me again? Little boy."

little boy……

Yuko Sakurai was disgusted by the extremely harsh environment of Meteor Street before she fell into the dying child's mouth: "Here... vomit... it's... vomit... vomit..."

Kuroro, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, thought that the beautiful woman who fell from the sky was a goddess: "..."

When Sakurai Yuko almost vomited up her stomach acid, she held her nose and said with a pale and green face, "I will definitely kill him."

In order to maintain physical strength to survive, Kuroro slowed down his breathing, let alone talking: "..."

Although Kuroro was still a child at that time, he was also a child who grew up on Meteor Street, so don't be too wary.Since this woman is obviously not a god, it is possible that she was discarded here. Although Kuroro doesn't know much about the outside world, he doesn't believe that such a beautiful woman will be discarded, so there must be something unknown A special reason, and this reason... No, the point is not this... The point is that this woman is not from Meteor Street, that is to say... is it possible for her to save him...?

Kuroro didn't know the answer, he could only pretend that he didn't even have the strength to speak, secretly vigilant, even if he died, he would pull another one as a backup.

It has to be said that the head of the Phantom Brigade at that time was still quite young.

At that time, Sakurai Yuko, who was so uncomfortable and almost fainted, sat in the garbage dump without tears, desperately covering her nose and breathing in small mouthfuls, deceiving herself so that the disgusting substances could be filtered out.

After slowing down for a long time... Sakurai Yuko, who didn't slow down, blinked her stinging eyes, and finally looked squarely at the child lying not far away, buried half of her body in rancid garbage.

no way...

At that time, Sakurai Yuko walked over with difficulty. At first, she thought about not getting her shoes dirty, but she gave up immediately after she stepped on a piece of broken glass stained with vegetable soup.

Yuko Sakurai stopped about one meter away from the blood-covered child, and after making mental preparations for a while, she finally put down her hands slowly and reluctantly, and quickly asked, "Little boy, are you okay? "

Before the words fell, Sakurai Yuko covered her nose again.

Kuroro didn't have any opinions about Sakurai Yuko's behavior in his heart, he was still evaluating the value of Sakurai Yuko.

So he blinked, made an extremely weak look, and still didn't speak.

Will he walk away, come for a body search, or...

Then Sakurai Yuko made the first move that Kuroro couldn't understand.

Sakurai Yuko squatted down, controlling her expression, as if she wanted to make a gentle gesture, but to be honest, her expression would only make people feel ferocious.

The ferocity that is so beautiful that it seems that it does not belong to the world is still ferocious, not to mention that Kuroro just watched this woman and vomited for a long time.

"Don't die, live on." Yuko Sakurai commanded in a muffled voice, holding her nose.

I don't understand the meaning behind this command at all.

Of course, Kuroro survived in the end, and started a three-day no-prize quiz game with Yuko Sakurai.

Speaking of which, Sakurai Yuko's initial understanding of the world was learned from Kuroro.

Although I used my beauty to get food and clean clothes, I couldn't eat in such an environment at all. I was so thirsty that I pinched my nose and poured water down my throat, and finally spit it out because of psychological rejection. It's all cheap for Kuroro, who can't move.

After being "taken care of" by the good-for-nothing young lady who can't even bandage a wound for two days, Kuroro survived with his tenacious vitality and desire to survive.The little boy who was leaning on the old wooden box was eating the bread in his hands quickly, his eyes kept falling on the frail woman.

After the woman chased away another vulture, Kuroro slowly spoke.

"I'm Chrollo Rushiru."

The woman raised her eyes dejectedly, and said without interest: "I'm not interested in being your companion, besides, I want to die, so don't stop me."

"Would you rather starve to death than eat the dirty things in your eyes?" Kuroro asked calmly.

"I'm not someone who cares about the quality of life. It's not like I haven't eaten the dry food I found from the corpse pile before, but it's clean anyway, and most importantly... this environment makes me have no desire to live... Don't worry, I will help you until I die, there is a possibility of changing the words of a child, right?"

It's not that Kuroro can't understand what Sakurai Yuko means.

Even if you are not a person who likes extravagance by nature, if you are raised by thousands of pets, you will naturally have a high vision. Let alone living in a garbage dump, even a little stain on your clothes may not be acceptable.

But just because of this, he would rather choose to starve to death. Kuroro felt that the root cause was that this woman did not have enough desire to survive.

So Sakurai Yuko's words are completely unreasonable.He didn't tell his name because he needed Sakurai Tamako, and it was definitely Sakurai Tamako who was holding back after becoming a companion, not him, but even so he chose to exchange names, and was rejected by the woman without hesitation.

Kuroro felt that his rare kindness was fed to the dog.

"Don't you have a future?"

This sentence finally attracted the woman's surprised gaze. Kuroro was actually happy, but he soon became unhappy because Sakurai Yuko was looking at him with pity.

At that time, Kuroro didn't know what this look represented, but he hated it intuitively. If possible, he even wanted to dig out Sakurai Yuko's eyes so that she could never use this look again look at him.

At that time, Sakurai Yuko naturally didn't know that it was just a look in her eyes. The precocious child actually thought so much. She just thought that this child was the same as the Uchiha Itachi she picked up on the battlefield. Very poor child.

They shouldn't have grown up like this, and their intelligence shouldn't have been used in these places. What they should worry about is not such a profound and sad question, but whether they can continue to be the first in their grade in the next exam.

At that time, Sakurai Yuko sympathized with Kuroro because she thought of Uchiha Itachi, and she even loved him a little.Before that, because of Kuroro's cunning, Sakurai Yuko kept a distance, but after that, Sakurai Yuko began to love this poor child from the bottom of her heart, and she was even surprised that she didn't realize it earlier A child like this shouldn't live in such a bad place.

Then Sakurai Yuko said her name, and she said: "My name is Sakurai Yuko. You are right, I am indeed an existence without a future, but you are different. You are still very young. To be precise, you are still very young." Small, you haven't even grown up yet, your future has infinite possibilities, so you are more valuable than me to live, from an emotional point of view, I personally hope that you can live... well, even if I don't say You won't die so easily, will you?"

An adult's pity for a child?

Kuroro wanted to attribute the answer to this, but a faint feeling prevented him from doing so. He felt that the answer was far from simple.

18 years ago, during the three days with Sakurai Yuko and the long years after Sakurai Yuko left, Kuroro was thinking about Sakurai Yuko. He was originally a person who liked to think. Sakurai Yuko, who is full of puzzles, can't stop, almost developing into an obsession.

Maybe it's because the things you can't get are the most precious, or maybe it's because the setting of meeting a mysterious and beautiful woman in his youth is too tempting. Kuroro didn't forget Sakurai Yuko, he recognized Sakura at a glance Jing Yuzi.

"I've walked out of Meteor Street a long time ago. There is no such rule, the outside world." Kuroro said calmly, his speaking style and tone were exactly the same as back then, if it wasn't for the change in his voice, it would almost give people a space-time disorder a feeling of.

Sakurai Yuko moved her fingers, and Kuroro's wrist was gripped even tighter. She couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't plan to run away, are those over there your companions? It's ugly now~ Don't be like this Treat me, Kuroro."

After a brief pause, Kuroro let go of Sakurai Yuko's hand, and the large black robe covered up the red mark on the woman's wrist.

"I was cheated."

Sakurai Yuko turned around, her eyes were curved, and she was indescribably gentle, "I didn't say it, everything was just Kuroro's guess. I was still very sad when I said it. We met again after many years. Kuroro's The first reaction was to arrest me, where is the promised companion?"

Was counterattacked...

Like childish revenge from a child... Laughing at his reaction just now by putting his name on the lips...

This is a plot that only happens between close people.

Kuroro stared at Sakurai Yuko, this woman is full of mysteries, and this woman has a maddening charm.

A gigantic treasure that he could spend his life exploring, the full extent of which is still slowly being revealed.

"Then... as an apology, please allow me to introduce my current companion to my short-lived childhood companion."

Kuroro put his arms around Sakurai Yuko's waist in a natural way, and told the woman to turn around half forcefully, his eyes kept falling on the woman's face.

"This is my group member. In the eighth year after you left, I created the Phantom Troupe. At the beginning, I aimed to leave Meteor Street, but this goal has been achieved long ago. Now it can be said to be a simple gang of robbers. , if you find something you want, grab it. We just finished an operation, and when we came out, we found that the world has changed a lot, so we went back to Meteor Street to check the situation. I never wanted to meet you... I once rehearsed with Your reunion, I thought it would be a starless night or the eve of dawn... This kind of encounter is too ordinary, people are caught off guard... I have said so much, don't you plan to say something? Even if it is What did you have for breakfast?"

Sakurai Yuko endured the inexplicable disgust and nodded towards Kuroro's team members, then looked sideways at Kuroro, her voice lowered by two minutes than usual.

"Do you think I have an obligation to you?"

"You can answer no."

"Don't act like I owe you something, huh?"

"I do not have."

"Really?"

"I thought you would believe me."

"Wrong, I never believed you."

"In just three days, there is no need for such a strong adjective."

"In just three days, you don't know anything about me."

"Isn't it enough to know that you are not from this world?"

"Does this world refer to the world you are familiar with? What's the use of knowing this?"

"Knowing this, I understand that it is impossible for me to understand your past, the place you were born, the toys you played with, the food you ate, the books you read, the scenery you saw, the background you used to laugh and cry, I never had a chance to know it all. Knowing that, I understand everything."

"everything?"

"I don't need to know you. What I want is not your past and your soul. It's just you. What I want."

"Want? Unexpectedly positive, Kurolo, do you know my current identity?"

"Do you know who I am now?"

"robber?"

"woman?"

"Hehe...hahahahaha..."

The woman looked up to the sky and laughed, and the wide hood slipped off. In this way, the woman's face was presented in front of everyone.

Kuroro finally looked away from the woman, and he looked at the bewildered members of the regiment, smiling the same as usual.

"Introduce, this is the most beautiful woman in the world, the goddess of victory in Somerthras."

The author has something to say: "The Goddess of Victory of Somerthras" is like a statue in the Louvre, super beautiful!