strongest house

Title: (Hunter fellow) The Strongest House

Author: Amu Exam Month

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Hisoka looked at the little bun in front of him with complicated emotions and a distorted face.

He never thought that the consequence of having a regular lover would be to give away a meat dumpling for free.

Well, Routuanzi seems to be happy, with eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile, stretched out his claws, touched Hisoka's chest, and seemed very interested in the clown costume.

"Papa?" Tuanzi tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Hisoka.

The always invincible magician was stunned, and his slender eyes stared at the boss. He had never planned the great ideal of "becoming a father" in his life......

However, there is one more thing that Hisoka did not expect, that is, if Martha and Hisoka get married, the daughter of Martha and her ex-husband—the ice beauty Maggie, who he has always been interested in and loves, will transform into a beautiful woman. Abandoned his stepdaughter, so the powerful magician classmate was messed up again...

When faith encounters deception, when love ceases to be betrayed, Martha has no time to withdraw.The person she fell in love with didn't understand love, and the most important person to her was a spider.Unable to agree with the values ​​of this world, but had to participate in it, conspiracy and killing intertwined, Martha couldn't help but burst into tears: I'm just here to raise children, not to dominate the world, damn it!

In fact, this is the struggle and itinerary of a cowardly woman in the world of hunters.

PS: Maggie's age has been changed to 16 because of various shady reasons....

Content Tags: hunters snatch fantasy space

Search keywords: Protagonist: Martha┃Supporting roles: Hisoka, Ze, Maggie┃Others: hunter, spider

Meet X Martha X Propose

Martha was very anxious, she stood at the intersection and stretched her neck to look forward.The girl I saw just now was probably her daughter An Qi, so I really wanted to catch up and ask her.However, the little son on her lap was crying miserably, Martha frowned, so she had to pick up her son, and trot hard to chase after the girl who had mixed into the crowd.

In the dilapidated alley, a man and a woman are walking leisurely. The girl has blue hair and blue eyes, and has a slim figure. The man looks more mature, with black hair tied into a small braid behind his head.

"Maggie, what's the matter?" Nobunaga, the man with pigtails, stopped, holding a samurai sword in both hands, leaning against the building beside the alley, and looked at the girl beside him. From just now, he It was found that the girl was absent-minded.

"It's nothing. It just feels like someone is calling my name." The girl named Maggie also stopped, turned her head and looked behind her, and there was no one in the dark alley, "Maybe it's my illusion. Yesterday I didn't sleep well at night, and I had hallucinations."

"Huh?" Nobunaga opened his eyes wide, "Maggie, when did you need such a long sleep?"

The beautiful girl with blue hair stared at him for a few seconds and said, "I'm in puberty now, enough sleep can ensure good skin, good figure, smart brain and strong memory."

Nobunaga: "......Oh." Regarding Maggie's incredible theories that pop up from time to time, as an old partner, I am naturally used to it and can't get used to it anymore. Since I don't understand it, let's pretend that I didn't hear it. alright.

puberty?Maggie's mind was in a trance again. After so many years, she still remembered every word that woman said, obsessive?Maggie suddenly remembered the evaluation of her team leader: "Clinging to the past is not the way people in Meteor Street live. Maggie, we are the Phantom Troupe." By the way, she is a spider, a ferocious spider, weaving webs in the dark , to capture their prey.

Besides, her mother, who was so weak when she was a child, was hacked by a murderous robber, maybe there was no bones left long ago, right?She twitched the corners of her mouth in a self-deprecating manner, she actually dreamed of her last night, she really has been too free lately.Maggie took out a small comb, smoothed the ponytail, and walked while thinking about where to go to play recently. I have stayed in this small town for a long time. Since the head of the group has not given any orders, I will go to other places. alright.

Martha turned around and lost the person after only a few steps. She stood on the side of the road in frustration, panting, and didn't know if she should continue to look for it.

"Martha?" A woman came out of a restaurant not far away, waved her hand in surprise, and walked over quickly, "Why are you free today?"

Martha smiled shyly: "There is a school event here, and it just ended." After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip again and said in a low voice, "Joan, I seem to have seen Angie."

The woman named "Joan" raised her eyes in surprise, and reminded: "Are you sure it's your Angel? I haven't seen her for so many years. She was only a little over 6 years old at that time, and she should be a 16-year-old girl now. The Eighteen Changes of the Women's University, even if it is a mother-daughter relationship, it is difficult to recognize it at first sight."

Martha shook her head, her face pale: "I don't know, I just saw her from a distance, and before I could get close, she disappeared."

Joan patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Since we are sure that she is in this town, we will see her again. Let's go and sit in my shop." Smiling, she stretched out her finger and poked the hair in Martha's arms. Little Routuanzi's cheek: "Is Ozawa hungry too?"

Routuanzi half-closed her eyes, pouted her pink and tender mouth, and twitched her small and handsome eyebrows, ignoring Aunt Joan's teasing, and buried her head in her mother's arms.

Joan couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter? Are you angry?"

Martha smiled sheepishly: "I went to chase Angie just now, I didn't pay attention to him, and cried for a long time." The brat's temper became more and more serious, and he was a complete crybaby, howling when things went wrong.

Joan packed some food and handed it to Martha: "Although you are an excellent cook, you don't have much time to make lunch right now. Take it home and make a living. Come over next week and teach me some new dishes when you have time."

Martha raised her head and looked at her fixedly: "Joan, thank you for helping us so much."

Joan laughed boldly, and patted her on the shoulder: "What are you talking about, if it weren't for your technical support, my shop would have closed long ago. Go back quickly, or the food will be cold, and your prince will be in trouble." Served very well.”

Just as he was talking, the meat dumpling in his arms poked his head out and looked towards the box containing the meals. His nose was wrinkled, and he looked hungry.The fleshy little claws stretched out, but unfortunately they were too short to reach the food box. When the little mouth curled up, tears were about to flood. Martha patted his back quickly and hurried home.Joan laughed unceremoniously and watched the mother and son go out.

When Martha returned to school, Principal Farmer was arranging the flowers and plants in front of the classroom. He looked back at Martha and smiled: "Have you had lunch yet? Let the kitchen cook some hot food again."

Farmer is a middle-aged man about 35 years old, gentle and polite, and he is the principal and manager of the middle school in the small town.Farmer is not very tall, but he has a surprisingly good figure. With any clothes on him, there is a feeling of being in the wind. He is very kind and has always taken good care of Martha and her son.

Martha raised the food in her hand: "No need, I brought some back from Joan, do you want to eat with Mr. Farmer?"

"I've already eaten." Farmer adjusted his glasses, stood up, wiped off the dirt on his hands, and took the child in Martha's arms, "Go and warm it up, I'll take care of Ze for you. "

Ozawa struggled twice, obviously dissatisfied with leaving his mother's arms.But seeing that he was powerless to resist, he calmed down again, and carefully looked at Principal Farmer's glasses with wide eyes. To him, this was a very familiar new gadget.

Principal Farmer smiled, took off his glasses, and held them in his hands. Routuanzi rolled his eyes curiously, stretched out his paws to touch it twice from time to time, then raised his head and smiled at Principal Farmer.

Fa Mo looked at the dumpling in his arms, his eyes were dark, how could this little person look more and more like a certain person?Although he looked exactly like his mother when he smiled, but upon closer inspection, his facial features really resembled that person. —Could it be his illegitimate child?Famo was startled, and quickly stopped thinking. No matter how you look at it, that kind of person would not look like a father. What's more, people are similar, so it's better not to cause trouble for Martha.

"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry." Martha was a little annoyed, because the little kid who was only a little over one year old was proud all day long like the emperor's father, picking and choosing, and not waiting for it!I started throwing temper tantrums a few minutes late for dinner, hunger strike!If you’re not afraid of starving to death, don’t eat a small sample!

The mother's expression became fierce, and Rouwanzi immediately began to howl and cry, slurring but not forgiving, kicking on two small fat legs, tossing non-stop: "Mom, bad guy, bad. Woooo, bad guy. "The little baby who has just learned to speak can only speak a few words.

Martha's face was full of black lines. Sure enough, her son was more troublesome than her daughter. Her An Qi was so obedient when she was a child, and she didn't cry much. When it was time to eat, she was very happy, obediently waiting for the feeding.

"Do you want to eat?" Martha asked again, holding a spoon to his mouth.

The baby pursed his mouth, opened his small mouth reluctantly, and took the food into his mouth, but when Martha turned to scoop up the second spoonful, he spat it onto Martha's lap.

I want to beat him, I really want to beat him!Martha held the spoon firmly, and Famo immediately came over and carried the baby away from Martha, and said with a smile: "Martha, children are not sensible, don't worry about it, and they will eat well when they are really hungry."

"Any news today?" Farmer raised his head and smiled.Martha has been looking for her lost daughter, traveling so many places for so many years