Killer of this generation

The crimson sky was strange, the air was thin and cramped, and the cross-shaped tombstones around were mottled and swaying here and there. It was so quiet that only his own rapid and heavy breathing was left. The liquid accumulated in his eye sockets blurred his vision, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

The smell of blood is overflowing.

Just when he stopped his staggering steps and was about to give up struggling, the cross-shaped steles on the left and right twisted.They make their own noises.

go Go……

don't want!don't want!

Covering his ears, his heart hurts inexplicably, and his eye sockets became sore again.

don't want!don't want!

…………

The timely cold touch on the forehead pulled Finette back from the dream to the real world.

Sitting up suddenly, clutching the front of his clothes tightly, panting heavily, cold sweat drenched his forehead and hair.

"You're having a nightmare." The cold tone sounded from the ear, with affirmative tone.

"Um... huh... huh..."

Finette covered the cheek where the transparent liquid flowed from the corner of her eye with her hand, sucked her nose, and adjusted her breath.

It's such a dream again...

It is summer now, the days are much longer than the nights, the window is already glowing with blue light, but the clock only shows around [-]:[-].

Turning his head and apologetically saying to Illumi, "I'm sorry! I disturbed you."

"It's okay. I always wake up at this time."

These days, every day when I open my eyes is this time.

He left the bed and walked to the balcony.

The morning sun was hazy, and the breeze rolled up the thin curtains.

Finette also slid out of bed and walked over to him.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the stale air in her body at the moment when her lung lobes were swollen enough to feel like it was about to explode. She immediately felt refreshed, and even the low air pressure just now flew away . (Author's note: There is a baby who is trying to take a deep breath and raises his paw! The author raises his paw silently, crying)

"You're such an optimist."

Illumi commented after taking a look at Finette who started doing aerobics on her own.

As if it was someone else who was haunted by the nightmare a few minutes ago, all negativity just disappeared.

Reciting one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, Finette stopped stretching.

"Is Illumi saying that I'm crazy?" Finette raised her chin and waved her hand, "It's just a nightmare, and it's not real."

Even if it is true, she has nothing to fear, the worst outcome is death.

"A lot of people laugh happily in front of the crowd, but they just hide all their pain, and they hide it very well."

Does Hisoka count?

Is this kind of person?

"What Illumi means is that some people have great glory in front of the stage, but the pain and suffering they have experienced off the stage are invisible to others?"

Illumi suddenly thought of the various assassination training and physical training he had received as an adult because of Finette's somewhat misunderstood words.

During training, you are not allowed to be lazy and beg for mercy, or you are not allowed to show weakness and beg for mercy, otherwise the punishment will be doubled and harsher.

What comes after patience?Illumi didn't know.

Perhaps, the honor of beating the enemy Hakka is based on countless whip shadows, dazzling electric sparks, and silent prison cells with only breathing.

"Well, there is a meaning to it."

Illumi tilted her head, and calmly looked away from her.

In the distance, the red sun raised his head from the blue-gray horizon, and the soft light dyed the dark and deep eyes, shining brightly.

Finette was stunned for a moment——

I used to have a boring fantasy before, just standing quietly beside the person I like and watching the sunrise with him.

Watch the mist lift,

Watch the sun rise,

Look at the dazzling light shining on the earth.

Finette thought, has this wish been fulfilled today?

"coming."

"Eh? What's coming?" Finette snapped back to her senses.

In the distance, a goshawk (fly? Author's note: which one is better?) fluttered from the sky and flew towards us.

Illumi raised his right arm, and the gray-brown goshawk slowly landed on his wrist with its strong wings.

The violent flapping of the wing feathers brought up some small feathers, and Finette fanned her nose to prevent sneezing.

Illumi took off the transparent glass tube tied to its feet, gently stroked the goshawk's head, and then released the goshawk with force.

"What did you send?"

Finette asked as she followed Illumi and turned around and walked into the room.

After Ilumi came to the computer and typed a few words quickly, he leaned back on the back of the chair and turned the glass tube with his right hand like a pen.

"What does this string of numbers mean?"

Finette picked up the note drawn out of the glass tube, and began to explore it upside down.

"Verification code."

He recalled that day and drew the face of one of the people who sneaked up on him for Mi Ji to investigate. This was Mi Ji's feedback.

The computer screen finally popped up an instruction box asking for a password.

After tapping the keyboard a few times with his slender, fair fingers, a page popped up with a beep.

"...Unfortunately, it's not at home..." Illumi muttered softly.

"Illumi, what are you talking about!?" Finette was startled, although her voice was indistinct

, but she still heard clearly, "Do you suspect that among the people who attacked you were...traitors who beat the enemy Hakka?"

Although Illumi remained expressionless, his heart was shocked.

He accidentally let it slip!

How can an outsider know that there may be traitors in beating the enemy Hakka!

When did he become so unguarded towards her! ?

Illumi deeply regretted her carelessness.

Finette didn't notice Illumi's emotions, she frowned tightly, unconsciously biting her red nails.

What is going on here?

Illumi speculated that this sneak attack might be the work of the Rabbit Ear Group, but at this moment, Ilumi made it clear that he suspected that a traitor from the enemy's family was involved in this matter, which means that this insider is now working for the Rabbit Ear Group. Group, and knowing so much detailed and confidential information about Illumi's physical fitness, it can be seen that he is still a high-ranking insider.

that……

Is the mother-in-law the thief?

Finette couldn't help thinking of the conversation she overheard outside her mother-in-law's door that day.

but……

The mother-in-law is Ilumi's real grandmother, how could she want to put her own grandson to death!It's even more impossible to do something that would damage and beat the enemy's Hakkas! !

impossible!

Finette shook her head vigorously, no matter how angry her mother-in-law was to Illumi's grandfather, it would be impossible for her to do such a thing!

It must be that Ilumi has watched too many suspense dramas and is thinking wildly!

She immediately cheered up and joked, "Young master, your life is too leisurely, can't you wish for some family turmoil to relieve boredom? You, the master, don't know if this person is from your own family! Find someone to check! Tsk tsk!"

Illumi looked innocently at Finette who changed her face in an instant.

She is really an optimist who can change her face.

"There are more than 200 housekeepers in my family." Not to mention other servants.

The implication is how could he know everyone.

"Okay, okay, what are you showing off, since you have the information about this person now, let's follow this clue and find out who is behind the scenes!"

Finette then made a cheering gesture.

Illumi sighed secretly, without saying anything, stood up and walked towards the big bed, and lay flat on it.

There was the sound of the printer working.

He closed his eyes slowly.

A little tired.

Finette organized and bound the printed materials and placed them on the bedside table.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the person lying on the bed.

His long black and smooth hair was scattered on the white sheets, and the morning breeze that entered the room from the balcony gently blew the broken hair on his forehead.

She stretched out her index finger, tracing his outline in the air.

long and curly

Upturned eyelashes...a straight nose bridge...red thin lips...a sexy Adam's apple...a collarbone looming between shirts...

Is this her man?

With a good family background, strong abilities, and good looks, whoever it is his turn, he will laugh out loud, wishing he could take him out for a stroll. (Author's words: You walk the dog! -_-//)

...Illumi beats the enemy...

Silently speaking his name, she couldn't help but raise her red lips.

Hehe, he is her fiancé, her man, and her Illumi. Although he doesn't know it yet, it's good for her to know.

Suddenly, his cool palm caught her hand that was drawing wildly above him.

"I want to eat cheese cake."

The originally beautiful picture was destroyed by Illumi's abrupt sentence.

"Ha Yi?"

"I want to eat cheese cake."

"I can not do that."

Her mother-in-law didn't teach her these things, and Meteor Street doesn't have this style of cooking.

"There are three traffic lights at the corner across the street, and there is a pretty good dessert shop near the Sky Arena." Illumi blinked his big cat eyes and looked at Finette. (Author's note: It's the dessert shop where Beisha met Illumi when she was buying ice cream, hey.)

I'm going!

Finette, who came to her senses in an instant, shook off Illumi's hand and kicked it hard.

Did he want her to help him buy that shitty cheesecake? !

What kind of trouble is it for a weak girl to go so far early in the morning after four o'clock to buy some cheese cake for a smelly man!

It's almost the other way around! !

Illumi, die!

The author has something to say: I have almost read all the fanfictions of hunters in various ages, but I still haven’t read some very famous and popular ones.Suddenly, I realized that reading texts is just like the relationship between people. There is a predestined relationship between texts and people.Yo, you who read this article are destined! !