you turned on the love game

"This child Hisoka..."

"Definitely a born fighter."

This is the evaluation of Hisoka by the teacher in charge of teaching fighting skills.

Calm and decisive, thoughtful and responsive.

Mistakes made in battle will never happen again.

From the beginning, he only knew to go straight up, to learn to use his size advantage to shuttle between the opponent's attacks, and then to use the shelter in the field to form a blind spot without a teacher.

You are standing in the open-air corridor outside the training ground, watching Hisoka being knocked down repeatedly and then quickly bounced up and rushed towards the enemy.

A few days ago, the order of moves between the two could be seen clearly, and the teacher responded very freely;

But now only afterimages can be seen, and the teacher has changed from one-handed to two-handed.

Hisoka's progress was astonishingly fast.

Like the teacher said, he was born to fight.

At this time, the situation in the field changed again.

Hisoka's attack method using the dead angle formed by the cover failed, and was kicked in the abdomen by the teacher and flew upside down.

Boom.

It happened to hit not far from you, raising dust all over the sky.

In this cloud of smoke, Hisoka slowly got up, and raised his hand to wipe the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.The remaining bloodstains stretched up to the ear side along the trace he wiped, like a ghostly and charming smile.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked over.

The maid next to you shivered suddenly.

At this moment, the pair of fox eyes with their tails raised frighteningly, piercing into the most vulnerable place in his heart like a sharp blade, making one's scalp numb.

In other words, his eyes didn't seem to be looking at people, but more like looking at a mass of lifeless dead objects, just one glance made people want to run away.

Hisoka sensed the maid's fear, and a creepy smirk appeared on the corner of his lips, then he tilted his head, and drew a crooked red heart on his cheek with the blood on his finger.

The color is bright, in stark contrast to that white face.

Finally, he slowly licked away the blood from his finger.

The maid subconsciously took a step back.

His goal was achieved, Hisoka bowed his waist and laughed heavily, then moved his stiff limbs, lowered his center of gravity, and rushed out.

The two figures on the training ground fought again.

The maid let out a sigh of relief.

You turned your head and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

She smiled embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "I always felt that Hisoka's eyes were scary just now, and I couldn't help but want to run away."

You rolled your eyes and smiled: "Yeah..."

Turning to look at the red-haired kid who was dodging quickly in the training ground, "Didn't Gordian also say that? He is like a wolf."

A young wolf that is growing rapidly.

Although the limbs are not strong enough, the canine teeth are not sharp enough.

But when he was obsessed with fighting, those eyes already possessed the fierceness of a beast, and the overflowing breath could easily deter the enemy.

Terrified, shivering, trembling feet.

Or, be scared and want to run away.

Like the behavior of the maid standing behind you just now.

You say, "I also think he looks like a wolf."

In the future, it will have hard bones, a tempered body, and flexible hands, and evolve into a ferocious predator.

But the maid doesn't understand you.

She glanced at you reproachfully, "Why does Missy believe Gordian's nonsense? Hisoka is a human being, how could he be like a beast."

You didn't refute the maid's opinion, and asked her with a smile: "You think so, then what do you think Hisoka looks more like?"

"I think..." The maid thought for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she thought of an excellent analogy, "Mr. Bijima!"

Bijima, the bodyguard who is responsible for your personal safety.

He is a rare person with telekinetic ability in the world, and he is also recognized as the strongest in this manor.I took half a year's leave two months ago due to my wife's sudden illness, just a few days before you met Hisoka.

The maid tilted her head and thought for a while, her tone became more and more certain.

"Hisso sometimes..."

"It feels very similar to Mr. Bijima."

I can't tell exactly where it looks like.

It's the kind of feeling that people don't dare to approach.

"Very high rating."

You said something noncommittal, your eyes focused on the bright red hair, and there was a faint smile on your lips.

Indeed, comparing a young child with a psychic is an extremely high evaluation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the future is promising.

but……

Maybe it's your selfishness.

"Hisso..."

You think he's going to be better than everyone here.

--sooner or later.

"Have you finished reading the Basic Knowledge of the Mainland?"

The body that was rushing towards the training teacher froze, but the teacher seized the opportunity to punch him into the air. After landing, he rolled around a few times and lay flat on his stomach.

"Hey, hey..." The teacher was speechless, "I don't need to use so much force."

Hisoka continued lying on the ground motionless, as if he couldn't hear.

You unwrap a piece of chewing gum, walk up to this sullen red-haired kid and squat down, put your hand to his mouth, "You must read it, it will be very helpful for you to go around the world in the future."

He turned his head, grabbed the piece of chewing gum unceremoniously, and bit you smoothly, just like a tantrum cub.

You also bluntly wiped your fingers off his face, and then, under his fierce gaze, asked, "How much have you seen?"

Hisoka: "..."

Hold up a finger.

"One volume?" You were a little surprised, "The progress is good."

He laughed out loud, shook his head, turned over and lay on his back on the ground, and said nonchalantly, "No...it's a page."

you:"……"

You: "Directory?"

The naughty kid immediately turned his head away and started blowing gum bubbles.

Ok……

Not surprised at all.

You nodded in understanding, smiled and said, "Since this is the case, there is no other way. We can only reduce the actual combat training courses appropriately. After all, cultural courses are also very important."

"Let's read a book tomorrow."

Hisoka: "..."

The eyes that want to kill are unstoppable.

Seeing this kind of expression on the immature, dirty little face, you can't help but let out a long sigh:

——It’s really cute.

You immediately stretched out your sinful palm rua to rua his hair, snorting back and forth to ravage? You were in a super happy mood, and you didn't care about his reaction: "Then it's settled."

Then he got up and left, leaving him lying on the ground.

The maid quickly followed behind you.

The trainer hid in the rest area for a drink while you were talking to Hisoka, but he didn't wait for Hisoka to come back to practice until he finished drinking.

When I turned around, I saw that the child was still lying on the ground.

And it seems to be in a daze.

"Hisso—"

The teacher threw a bottle of sports drink over, and Hisoka caught it just as he was about to hit it.

"Why are you still lying down? The eldest lady has already left, she didn't say that the suspension means that you can continue training - hurry up and train!"

The red-haired kid turned over and sat up, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp of his drink. He brushed his messy hair, and the broken hair that was hanging in front of his eyes immediately stood up on end.

"Oh, the brat actually knows how to do hairstyles." The trainer hooked his fingers at him angrily, "Unfortunately, a good hairstyle can't save you from the fate of being beaten."

"Snapped!"

The crushed water bottle was directly smashed to the ground, and Hisoka licked the corners of his moist lips, showing a smile full of fighting spirit.

With a whoosh, it disappeared in place.