full-time nanny

Even the famous spider leader Kuroro Luxilu will have a small, fresh and innocent time. Although he is much smarter than children of the same age, that cannot conceal the fact that he is young.I don't need to guess hard about his emotions, and I don't have to worry about his bad intentions.Because it is easier to see through.

And Kuroro's bed-wetting business continued, and he probably still couldn't control his bladder well.Cough, I seem to be slandering him again.Well, when I was young, I was definitely not as good as him, but he was already very good.

I will also take care of Kuroro's studies a little bit, but I don't think I can teach him much in this regard.Because I am a big bastard myself, I will ask him to copy the words and phrases he does not know in a white paper book, and then when I am going to exchange information, I will take the book and ask Sister Fei.Although I was always despised by Sister Fei.

"Kurolo, help me see if there are any nails in the garbage dump outside." I touched the back of the door panel and called out to a certain little carrot head who was reading a book.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to put a few nails on the back of the door so that things can be hung."

Kuroro didn't make a sound, but obediently went out to turn the nails.After a while, someone came back with a dirty face, and spread out his two closed hands. Inside were several crooked nails, none of which were intact.I picked up a nail bent into a figure 7, and he spoke.

"These are the best I've found."

"Thanks, good. I'll try to get it back."

I turned the nail back a little, and it barely looked straight, and I fixed the nail behind the door panel.

"Don't you need a hammer or a blunt instrument?" Kuroro said, going to find a hard object such as a hammer.

I directly drove the nail in with the palm of my hand, Kuroro was silent.After hammering a few nails into the back of the door, I tried to hang a coat on it.Not bad, I took my coat back and put it on myself.I hang a knife behind the door, and a bag for small items.

"Kulolo, you have to remember the knife behind the door, you can use it if there is danger. In fact, you should remember all the useful things in this room. They can help you when your life is in danger. "I pinched his dirty face that didn't have much flesh, and warned.

"Why? That's very troublesome. I want to memorize more knowledge from books." He refuted me solemnly.He doesn't simply don't want to do it, he sometimes gives reasons why he doesn't.This is very fresh.At least I saw him as a child.

I nodded in agreement, went to the table and poured a glass of water from the jug, but when the water was gone, the glass was still in my hand to play with.Suddenly, with a crisp sound, the cup was crushed by me, I quickly caught a fragment between my fingers, and then swiped towards the void in front of Kuroro.

Perhaps feeling the cold, Kuroro took a few steps back.Several strands of his hair fell to the ground.His eyes moved from the broken hair to me.I haven't let go of any malicious thoughts towards him yet, even the murderous intent has been completely suppressed.Adapt slowly, not in a hurry.There is more time now.

"Indeed, these things that don't look very lethal will become sharp weapons in your hands. But it may not be useful for me to hold them." Kuroro thought for a while and came to this conclusion.

I started to collect the fragments of the cup, and said as I picked it up: "If you don't take it, it must be useless. The key is not how the thing is. Its value depends on your thoughts. You have to be familiar with your own room and understand everything here. Place it. When the enemy breaks in, you can make the most advantageous counterattack. A black fountain pen, with the cap removed, you can use it to pierce the enemy's forehead or throat. A fragment can stab him , Fight for a chance to escape for yourself. You don’t have to kill your opponent, but you have to have the ability to escape. Of course, I didn’t ask you to fight against others, I just taught you to protect yourself. You can choose to accept my opinion, You can also choose not to accept it. I am very casual. It is all about your own thoughts."

"For example, can I trip over someone with a chair, or strangle someone's neck with a clothesline?"

"Yes, that's it. In times of crisis, you should use all the things around you as much as possible."

"What if not?"

I was taken aback, this might be a bad situation, shrugged and said: "Then pray to God."

"Well, I don't like this answer. If it really comes to that time, you still have to rely on yourself, and then try your best to create all the conditions that are beneficial to you."

Kid Kuroro spoke amazingly again. I was always shocked by the words he popped out from time to time, but I didn't hate those words, but they were quite practical.

"You're right, you can draw inferences from one instance to another. Go wash your face, did you use your face to dig through the garbage just now, it's so dirty."

"No."

After throwing the shards out, I rummaged through the trash for a while.I haven't found anything of value so far. I should look elsewhere next time. I've searched through all the garbage around my house.I found a cracked fox-and-bear cartoon mirror that swiveled open, and I opened it up to look at myself.

In the mirror, I have a mess of short light green hair and dark green eyes. No matter how I look at it, I feel like a frog.The hair has not been carefully cared for and becomes dry and rough, and there is static electricity in winter, it looks like a mess of straw.The face shape of my body is not delicate, but it does not look rough. The facial features are still three-dimensional, and I look a bit like a mixed race.

When I got along with Kuroro, it wasn't very lively. He wasn't the kind of lively kid, after all, he wasn't a passionate kid like the protagonist.I believe that if I adopted someone like Naruto or Luffy, life would be wonderful.I seldom mentioned the matter between me and Hakema to Kuroro. It was obvious that he was also curious, but he also knew that I would not say more, so he never asked anything.Self-aware little guy.

Some people are destined to be extraordinary from an early age.This is not an unreasonable sentence.

"Kurolo, what are you reading?" I was sure I hadn't picked up that book, so I leaned over to take a look curiously.

He didn't care, he turned a page and said, "It's probably a book about fairy tales. I found it in a garbage dump not far away."

"Fairy tales, it sounds so far away." I showed a nostalgic expression. I have been here for three years, and I only know that my fairy tale world has completely collapsed at the moment of murder.Looking at it now, I just feel unspeakably bitter and sad.But this does not affect my memory, I still remember a lot of fairy tales.That's what I heard when I was in the Celestial Dynasty. I don't know if the fairy tales here are the same as those in the Celestial Dynasty.

Kuroro suddenly turned his head, and his eyes shifted from the book to my face. He hesitated and said, "Have you read many fairy tales?"

"I have seen it, I don't know if it counts as a lot." Add some well-known foreign fairy tales from China, oh, I don't seem to have read Peter Pan.

Hearing my answer, Kuroro's eyes lit up. He seemed to be looking forward to it but tried not to care, and said, "I want to hear it." This was not an inquiry, but rather an order .

I glanced at the tattered fairy tale book that he pushed aside, and laughed: "Aren't you reading this book? It's not a good habit to like the new and dislike the old."

Kuroro blinked, and looked down at the fairy tale book he was holding carefully just now, and he turned his head away without any hesitation.Seriously explained to me: "That book is valuable without you, and I don't mind its tatters and missing pages and typos."

I nodded knowingly, and pursed my lips sympathetically, "It means that I am more valuable than that book, and then I am worthless. Are you considering killing me?"

"I don't have that strength."

This time he answered quickly, as if he was afraid of offending me, I laughed indifferently.I pulled him to my side together with the bench, "Let me think about what story I should tell you, how about "The Farmer and the Snake"."

In this way, I told Kuroro the story all afternoon until dinner.Not every dinner is a big one.I can eat a little less, but Kuroro needs nutrition. His body is almost catching up with the skeleton frame, just like the children in distress in Africa, skinny.I have to work hard to fatten him up.

"I find it a little unethical to ask you to wash the dishes every time. Why don't we try finger-guessing. The winner rests, and the loser washes the dishes." Indeed, since Kurolo came, I rarely wash the dishes, It turned out that I found a dishwasher.

Kuroro seems to agree with my statement. He doesn't want to deal with cold water in the winter, so I made an agreement with him to decide the outcome.

"Scissors, Rock, Paper!"

Kuroro continued to wash the dishes.

It seems like what Kakashi said, luck is also very important.

When he put the washed dishes on the cabinet, I looked at his hands, which were blue from the cold, and when I pressed them with my fingers, they turned red and then turned blue again.

"The water is cold."

Kuroro nodded, he was probably still struggling with how he lost.I exhaled into my palms, the heat in my mouth could be seen clearly in the air, I rubbed my hands vigorously, waited until my palms were warm, then I held Kuroro's hands together.

"What are you going to do?" he asked puzzled.

"Warm your hands first to ease, and I'll stir up the fire in the brazier later."

"I didn't ask you to do this. You, you can leave me alone." He said this uncomfortably, typically awkwardly.

I raised my eyes and glanced at him, then continued to rub his little hands, "You have no right to stop me from doing anything until you are unable to resist me."

I seem to be too arrogant...

Forget it, so be it.Saying like a mom that I'm doing it for you or something, I'm still a bit speechless.

The author has something to say: In fact, I really want to write a story of ruthless love... All kinds of entangled pursuits but not the twisted possession of madness at the end... It sounds very touching, isn't it QAQ...

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