you turned on the love game

At the end of winter, the usually empty city is finally bustling with activity. Shops along the street are posting exquisite banners, and waiters at the door are enthusiastically handing out brochures.

The servants in the manor also put on joyful smiles, and couldn't help whispering to each other while working. The housekeeper, who was always strict with this, rarely stopped him and turned a blind eye.

Lena is running around the manor like a happy bird, always trying to get up and hug your arm and act like a baby.Then I can't wait to jump and run to complete the daily training.

Everyone is immersed in a cheerful atmosphere.

Hisoka didn't understand what was going on with their tacit excitement, and his curiosity drove him to enter your room from the balcony again, and greeted you casually with your surprised eyes.

"Good morning……"

You smiled helplessly, pulled out a tissue, and took his hand, which was covered with dust rubbed on the outer wall, "Why don't you go through the door?"

He let you wipe off the dirt, a small dimple was formed on the corner of his lips, and he said casually: "Well... everyone is busy."

This is the attitude of not answering questions and talking on its own.

You're almost used to it.

Guessing that he probably ran over because he was curious about other people's performance, you didn't keep it secret and said to him with a smile, "Because the annual city celebration is about to begin."

"celebration?"

Hisoka chewed on the word, "Is it interesting?"

Thinking of Hisoka's background, you startled slightly.

This kind of large-scale event is usually guarded by guards, and people from the slums have never been allowed to get closer.So they have only seen it from a distance, and never know what it looks like.

This should be his first time participating.

You withdrew your thoughts, rolled your eyes and said to him, "Should it be interesting? There will be a lot of fun little games and strange performances... the kids will love it."

Seeing his thoughtful and cute expression, you couldn't help but reach out to touch his face, and get an unhappy glance.

You pretend you didn't see it: "That's it."

Seeing that he didn't intend to leave, you smiled and asked, "Why, are you staying here to recite the contents of the mainland notices to me?"

Hisoka: "..." Stiff.

You said again: "It's been a long time, how much have you read?"

Before he could make a sound, there was a regular knock on the door, and you turned around and said, "Come in..."

Turning around again, Hisoka was gone.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains on the balcony were shaking greatly.

You can't help but chuckle.

The maid came over and put down the plate, and asked curiously, "Miss, is there anything you are happy about?"

"Well, yes." You said solemnly, "I scared away the little animal that came in from the balcony just now."

The maid was puzzled, and nodded in a daze: "That's really great, but luckily it didn't hurt you. Because of the forest, the small animals around here are very wild."

Hearing the maid's worry, you couldn't help but smile even more happily.

"Miss?"

You nodded, and said seriously: "Well, you are right, wildness is indeed very strong."

The maid left in bewilderment.

Celebration day is coming soon.

Holding a paintbrush in your hand, you scanned the surrounding maids, and they all had beautiful patterns on their faces.

So he waved to the butler who had been reluctant to come over, "Come here..."

The butler is a woman who is rigid and meticulous in her work.But during this kind of festival celebration, she couldn't help but feel a little shy: "Miss, how can I ask you to paint for me? It doesn't suit my status."

Timing is something that everyone does during celebrations.

Using special paints to paint favorite patterns on the face is not only a means for young people to decorate their faces, but also a custom for festivals in this city.

You deliberately slapped the table: "My order is the first."

Then you winked at the maids around the butler, and they immediately embraced the butler understandingly, and forced her to sit opposite you.

In the shy eyes of the housekeeper, you drew a beautiful silk-wrapped peach for her, symbolizing perfect love.

"You're going to get married next year, right?"

You put down your paintbrush, looked at her with a smile and said, "Such a beautiful butler sister will be very happy."

The butler's face turned red, he thanked you in embarrassment, and then left surrounded by the maids laughing and laughing.

The personal maid is still by your side, you turn your head and say to her, "Go play with them too."

"Miss?"

"Go quickly..." You pushed her arm, "It's enough to have Bijima secretly protecting me. It's a once-a-year celebration, let's go and have fun."

The maid hesitated for two seconds and caught up with the companions in front.Then you turned your head slightly towards the window, "Hisso?"

There was no movement.

You tapped on the tabletop with a paintbrush and urged softly, "Come out soon, the celebration is about to begin, aren't you curious?"

Two seconds later, he jumped in from the window, holding a "TrickOrTreat" candy box in his hand.

"You can always find me." Hisoka came over throwing the box, tilting his head slightly, looking very puzzled, "Why?"

pat.

He put the box on the table.

"Because you like new things, you won't miss out whether it's a festival or a painting."

As you mix the paint, you explain to him, "When Bijima said you weren't in the room, I thought you might be here."

"Hmm... Maybe I guessed wrong?"

You said jokingly, "It doesn't matter even if you guess wrong. I'll just call twice casually, and it doesn't take much effort."

Hisoka: "..."

He froze for two seconds, his cheeks puffed up slightly, like a little bun.

Then he reached out and pressed the "Trick" button, and a weird clown doll popped out of the box, shaking its head constantly.

Seeing the empty face of the clown toy, Hisoka's upturned mouth suddenly collapsed, "Ah, it's still not there."

The tone is flat, and there is no emotion.

Except for the clown toy in the original candy box with stars and drops of stickers, the toys that were bought later did not have any stickers on their faces, only poorly drawn blush.

However, this is a brand that mainly focuses on candy, so the focus is on the candy that you get after choosing "Treat".As for the "Trick" clown toy, it is not the point.

You didn't expect him to like that kind of stickers, a little surprised.

Not getting what he wanted, Hisoka threw the candy box aside casually, not even wanting to take the candy that was not taken out of it.

The two previous stickers had lost their stickiness a long time ago, so now there is nothing on his face, clean.

His eyelids drooped with no interest, his face was slumped, and he exuded an aura of "I'm not happy".

You were amused by his childish behavior, and after he looked up, he said softly: "Don't be unhappy, help you draw."

Originally, you planned to draw his favorite playing card symbols, but now it is easier to change to the symbols of stars and water drops.

The tip of the pen is lightly dipped in paint, and you raise your hand to approach him, holding his chin with one hand like the last time you applied the decals, and exhorted: "Don't move..."

The same words, but this time the body under the palm didn't stiffen for a moment, as if it was used to your touch.

You are sitting on a chair, holding a paintbrush in your hand, concentrating on drawing patterns, even breathing lightly on purpose.

And he stood in front of you, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and those golden eyes were always staring at you motionlessly.

Adding the last touch, you smiled and said, "Okay..."

A child's face has a unique soft touch, like warm jelly.You couldn't resist pinching it lightly before closing your hand, recalling the good feeling while waiting for Hisoka to stare at you angrily.

The strange thing is that he didn't respond this time, just glanced at you casually, and then took out the deck of playing cards that never left his body from his arms, and pinched them with his fingers to turn them into a beautiful flower.

Your attention is instantly taken away by his actions.

Hisoka seems to have a unique talent in playing cards. No matter how wonderful the performance is, as long as he sees it, he can immediately recover it and find out the loopholes in the performance.

"It's so beautiful..." You think that he easily defeated the magician of Youkexin's Big Apple Circus back then, "Have you learned it before?"

You just asked casually without expecting Hisoka to answer.

He never talked about the past, either he smiled and said "I don't know", or he changed the topic or didn't speak.

You got up to clean up the messy paint boxes on the table, and suddenly heard his voice behind you——

"I have learned..."

You paused slightly, turning around in surprise.

Hisoka fiddled with the playing cards in his hand, divided them into two stacks, shuffled them back and forth, and met your eyes.

"My mother has very dexterous fingers."

In the evening, the celebration began.

The screams of the children seemed to penetrate the dark sky.You are not immersed in the celebration like others, but sitting on a high ground in a daze.

Bijima stood by your side, saw that you didn't smile, and asked in a low voice, "Miss, are you in a bad mood?"

Hearing this, your fingers slightly curled up: "No..."

Looking at the bright and dazzling lights all over the city, and the children running wildly everywhere, you rarely feel dazed, "I just... didn't expect it."

The red-haired child nimbly shuttled through the crowd, holding a lot of trophies in his hands, and suddenly looked in your direction as if feeling something.

The golden eyes blended with the surrounding lights.

Bijima didn't understand what you meant, and you didn't intend to explain. Watching the boy walk around the crowded shop and come to you, he suddenly asked, "Hisuo, when is your birthday?"

His footsteps stopped, and the corners of his lips curled up on his delicate face.

"I don't remember..."

You laughed too.

This is his most normal way of answering.

"Then take the day I met you as your birthday, okay?" You sat on the ground and looked up at him, "I want to give you a birthday present."

birthday present.

Hisoka tightened his hands holding the trophies, he didn't know what to think, he threw them all on the grass, and found the gum box from his clothes - it was empty.

His eyes sank suddenly, and the hand holding the box was also slightly exerted.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of his eyes.

"Open your mouth..."

The too-familiar smell made him not be on guard in the first place.

He froze for a moment, opened his mouth subconsciously, and a square piece of chewing gum was thrown into his mouth.

"I have one too."

You waved the gum box in your hand at him, then stuffed it into his palm, blinked, "Eating the candy means you agree."

"..." The lights are bright, and the breeze brings the hustle and bustle of the city.

You looked at him with a smile, soft light in your eyes.

The heavy weight of the gum box in my hand.

There is a sweet taste in the mouth.

He chewed slowly, turning his head away.