you turned on the love game

When the weather is fine, you like to ask Linna and Hisoka to take pictures in the courtyard together.Usually Lina is the one who responds enthusiastically, while Hisoka is the one who chews gum with a lack of interest.

In the group photo of the three of you, you and Linna are leaning close together, while Hisoka stands beside you with a bored face, looking at you with mocking eyes.

Linna got into a fight with Hisoka in anger, but failed. She cried and begged you for a hug. After being comforted, she ran to the training room angrily, vowing to make Hisoka look good.

You can't laugh or cry about this.

The sun is pouring warmly into the courtyard.

Hisoka lay on his back on the lawn, with one hand resting in front of his eyes to block the light, and the other casually placed beside him.

You sat on the rocking chair not far away, put your face on your palms, and looked at his lazy posture of completely putting down your guard with a smile on your face.

Suddenly, I became interested.

You picked up the Polaroid and walked lightly to sit beside him.He raised the camera up with his right hand, framed himself and Hisoka inside, and then happily made a gesture with his left hand.

Click, the first one.

You look at the camera with a smile, and the sleeping wolf cub is behind you.

Click, the second picture.

The little wolf cub's hand that blocked the light slid down a little bit, revealing half of the bright golden pupil, just like sunlight falling into his eyes.

Click, the third one.

He hesitantly opened his eyes and looked at you.

Doubt like a cat.

Hisoka threw away the crushed playing cards casually.

Tap tap tap gradually rolled away.

The anger in the dark golden pupils became deeper and deeper, as if a flame would be ignited in the next second, and was wrapped in darker emotions in an instant.

You looked at him, opened your mouth, and were about to say something more.

The angle of view suddenly wobbled, and then you were pinned to the floor by the neck, and the cold touch instantly penetrated the clothes and stuck to the skin.

"what are you talking about?"

The red-haired boy lowered his body slightly, his arms tightly wrapped around your shoulders, and a sinister smile was slowly drawn from the corners of his lips, like a beast biting the neck of its prey.

It was the same suppressing posture as before, but a teenager was completely different from a child of a few years old.

"You think you can control me?"

The young man's hard bones are pressed against your shoulders, making it painful.

Instead of holding back, he put all his weight on it, and kept approaching you with his shining red hair.

That beautiful and delicate face is close at hand, and you can even see his fine and curled eyelashes and the dark tide in his eyes.

"Why do you think..."

The words seemed to resonate from the depths of his chest, carrying complex emotions that perhaps even he himself could not distinguish, tangled together like a mess.

His chest seemed to be on fire, and he suddenly sneered.

The viscous tone suddenly cooled down.

"Can you control me?"

Your breath stops suddenly.

Manic flames burst into his eyes, and thick malice poured out from the bottom of his eyes, wishing to wrap you up layer by layer.

His words, eyes, all tell:

【Decided on me? 】

【who do you think You Are. 】

Your eyelashes flutter slightly.

Feelings of bewilderment came to mind faster than disappointment.

Suddenly, you saw a faint light flickering in the hair beside his ear, and the golden peach heart reflecting the moonlight was looming in the thin red hair.

You raised your arm subconsciously, but stopped in mid-air when it touched his cold gaze, your fingers slightly curled up, and then calmly stretched out.

"Will it hurt?" You asked nonchalantly.

His indifferent eyes froze, and he frowned at you.

You moved your fingers and continued to raise your hand upwards. He didn't make any movement to stop him, but just stared at you with scrutiny.

Thin fingers hooked the red hair around his ear, and sure enough, he saw the golden earrings hidden inside. The round peach heart swayed and hung in mid-air with the gravity, and the edge of it reflected the moonlight that sifted through the hair.

Even with the most expensive and most comfortable material, but the size of his seven-year-old was used when ordering, this pair of ear clips will no longer fit when he grows up.

You spread out your palms, and gently catch the tail of the falling peach heart, and then up are the golden-green agate and the earlobe held by the ear clip, the edges are red.

"Does it hurt now?" You asked softly.

He loosened his grip on his neck slightly, the gloomy emotions in his golden pupils receded slightly, and then he looked at you with an incomprehensible look.

"..." You won't be disappointed if you don't get an answer, let the heart earrings slip from your palm, slowly move your fingers up, and lightly touch the red edge of the earlobe.

The unexpected temperature made your fingers tremble slightly.

In an instant, the fierceness and gloom in those eyes disappeared, and a large blank appeared on the beautiful face.It was as if something unexpected had impacted his mind, completely unable to reflect the status quo.

Hisoka froze in place, which was rare.

You didn't see his expression, you were all focused on the touch from your fingers, and you were a little puzzled.

Why are my ears so hot?

In the next second, he suddenly let go of his hand and jumped back a few steps.

After landing, his teeth were clenched into a ball, his body straightened immediately, and his eyes were stained with anger.

But this time the anger was not directed at you, but at himself—he was angry with himself.

You still maintained the posture of being pushed down to the ground and raising your hands upwards. After a moment of stunnedness, you sat up on the floor and touched your dusty hair, thinking that you would wash it again later.

The evening wind that had subsided just now gradually returned, and the short fiery red hair shook slightly, but its owner's expression was distorted so that it was about to explode.

Hisoka stared down at his palm, slowly clenched into a fist, and let out a mocking sneer from his throat, not knowing who he was laughing at.

The terrifying aura aimed at you just now disappeared completely in an instant, as if he lost interest, he waved his hands casually, his eyes glanced at you, and went to the scattered playing cards.

Silent for half a second, still didn't pick it up, but turned and left.

"Hisso?"

There was a slight pause in the steps that stepped out.

You know that there will be no chance to chat tonight, so you straightened your messy hair a little and said in a gentle voice, "Don't avoid me anymore."

The young man turned his head to look at you condescendingly, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, said neither good nor bad, and jumped off the platform and left.

Recently, a strange news circulated in the Meritonio troupe. There were two people gathered in the hall, leaning into each other's ears, whispering and whispering, and their eyes shot left and right from time to time.

It's like being afraid of being discovered by someone.

"Did you hear the news?"

"I know, I know, I really can't imagine it at all!"

"Why? Martha actually treats that kid..."

"Maybe it's because...you look good?"

They let out a long sigh from time to time, and Jessica, who was passing by, keenly sensed that something was wrong, and suddenly moved to their side, with her hands on her hips, she asked loudly, "What are you talking about?"

The two chatterers were startled by her, and quickly pressed their fingers to their lips: "Hush——Jessica, please keep your voice down."

Then they told Jessica what they had discovered, and as she listened, her eyes widened and she screamed back, "What? Impossible!"

"It's not our nonsense. Everyone in the troupe thinks so, because it's really obvious."

Jessica's expression was flustered for a while, and finally she threw the documents in her arms on the table, and hurried to the other direction: "Give the documents to Meritonio, I'm going to ask for clarification!"

The remaining two sat in their original positions dumbfounded:

"She...she really wants to ask?"

"is that a lie……"

When Jessica found you, you were reading a book, and suddenly you felt something was wrong when you flipped through the pages. When you looked up, you saw her staring at you closely.

"Jessica?" You put down the book, "What's wrong?"

She frowned and didn't speak for a moment. She didn't realize that her behavior was very inappropriate until she sat down.

What are you doing, questioning your friend's private life?

But facing your suspicious gaze, she took a deep breath, and still couldn't help asking you in a low voice: "Martha... are you pursuing Hisoka?"

"..." You pinched the pages of the book with your fingers, and rarely became dazed: "What?"

Why do you understand each word separately, but when combined, it confuses you so much?

But Jessica's attitude was too serious to be a joke, so you recalled your recent behavior, suddenly realized, and then laughed and said, "No, it's not what you think."

I never thought that such a misunderstanding would be caused. The more you think about it, the more you find it funny, and you can't help but burst out laughing.

Jessica believed you, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Scare me."

Then he said indignantly, "Those guys actually said that about you behind your back...I must have a good argument with them."

"How exactly?"

"Well, it means that you often talk to Hisoka, and your attitude is as gentle as coaxing a child...but your character is very gentle!"

You couldn't help laughing: "It's really not as outrageous as they thought."

Then she added in Jessica's gratified eyes, "But I'm indeed coaxing him."

Jessica got stuck directly: "What, what?"

You rested your chin with one hand, and sighed: "Why is it so easy to coax children, but so difficult when they grow up? I don't understand."

Jessica: "I don't understand you either!"

A few days later, there was a special performance from the Morigu New Center block, where Hisoka performed parabolic acrobatics with Kishida, who was recovering from his injury.

Three hours before the performance started, Hisoka suddenly disappeared.Meritonio asked people to look around quickly, and one person muttered, "It would be nice if Martha went," and was scolded by Jessica.

Hisoka would always stay at several high places, but this time he was not on the platform above the room, but was playing poker in another place.

"Want to play joker cards?"

Hearing this, he glanced at you, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Yes..."

Holding a handful of poker, you raise your hand and draw a square Q from him, combine it with your own card into two cards, draw it out and throw it into the pile of cards.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

He also draws a king of clubs from you, and then forms two cards with his own card, draws it out and throws it into the pile.

"Because I'm starting to get bored..."

He slightly closed his eyelids, and the movements of his hands did not slow down at all, "I want to see something more interesting."

As you draw cards from his hand, you ponder what he's saying, and that's the only thing that seems to interest him recently.

"Do you know who John Doe is?"

"Ah, I guessed it..."

You're also a little bit interested: "Who?"

Then he freed his hand to touch the scar that had disappeared on his forehead, "This body should have been killed by that serial killer before."

Hisoka paused his fingers for drawing cards, and raised his eyes to look at yours: "This body?"

But you smiled and said, "I'll tell you if I win."

After concentrating on playing cards, the progress becomes very fast. You have the last card left, and Hisoka has two cards left in his hand, one of which is a ghost card.

Draw a joker card and you lose, draw another card and you win.

You can't see the slightest clue from his expression, he has a confident and provocative face throughout the whole process.

So you simply chose a random card based on your intuition, and flipped through it to see that it was exactly the number card you needed.

"I won."

"Um--"

Hisoka lowered his eyes to think for a moment, dropped the joker in his hand, and asked again: "What do you mean by "this body" just now?" "

You shook your finger: "I'll tell you when I agree to win."

Hisoka slightly hooked his lips: "You didn't say who won. Since you won, the agreement is established."

"..." You were stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was indeed the case, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "You actually fooled yourself."

Facing Hisuo's slightly satisfied eyes, you looked at the time: "I'll tell you tonight, I'm putting on makeup now, and the performance is about to start."

Mentioning this Hisoka lost interest.

You suddenly thought of the little gift you hadn't given away, took it out of your pocket, and put it into his open palm: "Open it and have a look."

He flipped the switch, and the funny clown figure popped out, bouncing back and forth with springs attached to the bottom.

The pair of bright golden pupils stared at the clown doll inside, did not speak, and did not know what he was thinking.

You turn your back on the clown doll and cannot see its face.

Seeing that Hisoka didn't respond, he probed over and asked, "Why is there no response, did you see the sticker inside?"

"I saw it..." he lazily replied, "I didn't expect it to be there...heh..."

"Of course there is, otherwise how would I drive it out?"

You reached out to peel off the sticker on the doll's face, eagerly wanting to stick it on his face, and before doing it, you specially warned: "Don't move."

And then get an emotionless glance.

But posting decals for children and decals for teenagers are two different concepts... You are actually a little shorter than him, obviously this body is two years older than him!

The posture that used to be bent over has changed to looking up, but the generality is still the same.You hold his chin with your hand, and slowly paste the clown painting onto his face, pressing gently a few times to make it stick more firmly.

When I was a child, the painted flowers looked a little bit big, and there was a sense of cuteness.

Now with painted flowers, the sense of weirdness has become stronger, but because the facial features have not changed much compared to before, you still think it is cute.

You rubbed your fingers against his face twice, then blinked after he looked at you, retracted your hand as if nothing had happened, then smiled at him with your eyes bent: "It's so beautiful, it suits you very well."

Suddenly, his eyes moved away from your face and swept behind you.

"pat..."

It was the sound of a file falling to the ground.

You turn around suspiciously.

Came across Jessica's stunned expression.