you turned on the love game

The matter of taking a bath was temporarily put aside, and you called the family doctor to help Hisoka deal with the injuries on his body.

Several rolls of gauze used to clean the wound were dyed red, and the purple potion was intertwined with the hideous scars. It looked extremely painful, and even the maid who stood aside as an assistant showed an unbearable expression.

However, the parties remained unresponsive as usual.

He neither flinched in pain nor showed any expression of patience, his eyelashes were half-drooped half-closed, and a shallow, half-curved shadow was cast on his face.

It was neither loud nor noisy, with an indifferent appearance throughout the whole process. The malicious smile you saw in the bathroom before seems to be your illusion.

"Don't get wet for a few days."

While the doctor was packing the medicine box, he gave instructions to the maid, who responded repeatedly and followed the doctor to send him out of the manor.

It's just you and Hisoka left in the room.

He was sitting by the bed, holding the toy gun in his hand, and the plush pigeons kept flying in and out as he pulled the trigger, and the whole room was filled with strange sounds of "grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr."

Rarely appeared a little childish.

But the novelty came and went quickly. After playing with it a few times, he lost interest in the toy, threw it aside and took out a piece of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth.

The dark red candy wrapper was tightly stuck between his fingers, and it looked like a new scar in the blink of an eye.

"Don't spit it out?"

You notice he hasn't spit out the gum he's chewed.

Hisoka's mouth paused, and he turned his head to stare at you, with a small bump on the back of his cheek, looking a little cute.

But his attitude is not cute - "Why do you want to vomit."

It is the tone of statement.

"Won't the taste of chewing gum get weaker and weaker?" You sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding your face with one hand, "It won't taste so good afterwards."

"..." His eyes became extremely weird for a moment, he twitched the corners of his mouth as if he heard something funny, and finally froze into a sarcastic smile.

"so what?"

It's a rather unflattering remark, and the average person might choke on it.

But you think it's cute, and the corners of the eyes are drooping unhappily, like a little animal with teeth and claws.

"No, I just want to ask if I want more sugar?"

"..." The thorns all over his body froze for a moment.

You also noticed this subtle reaction, and rolled your eyes happily: "Bring you more candy tomorrow, okay?"

He glanced at you suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what you were thinking.So he didn't say anything, and stuffed another piece of chewing gum into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging.

But the body gradually relaxed.

You stared at him like a mirror.

The kid was like an aggressive little wolf.

When you first meet, you will feel threatened because of your outstretched hand, and take the initiative to attack;

Let your guard down for a while in the bathroom, then get on your guard again while you're staring at his scar.

Sensitive, suspicious, vigilant.

He's probably been guessing about your real purpose.

If you didn't have a large group of bodyguards behind you at that time, you would definitely not be able to bring him back successfully.

Before even getting into the car with you, he is constantly observing his surroundings, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

how cute.

It's exactly the same as the Margo's red wolf you raised before.

So you sit on the carpet on purpose so that he can look down at you and see all your movements;

If he deliberately asks such ignorant questions, he will despise, disdain, and slowly wear down his defenses.

Why not spit it out?

It's very simple, because it is impossible for children in the slums to have pocket money to buy new chewing gum, so it has no taste and will not spit it out.

The above thoughts flashed through your mind, but you smiled more gently on your face.Then you stretched on purpose to show that you are extremely relaxed now.

Hisoka stared at you for a few seconds, then slowly looked away, and the fingers that held the strings of the bed gradually relaxed.

He kept chewing gum in his mouth, and then blew out a pale pink bubble.

Snapped……

The bubble burst and the sugar was rolled back into his mouth.

It should be almost done, you thought, you can ask something else.

So you shook your hand to attract his attention, and asked in a warm voice: "Does the injury hurt? The doctor's special potion is very effective, but everyone feels very painful."

The chewing movement stopped, and he stared at you with heavy eyes, before answering after a few seconds: "I don't feel it."

"Really? It's okay to be afraid of pain..."

"You want to ask what's going on with those injuries." Hisoka interrupted you, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "I've been beating around the bush..."

—He's really smart and sharp.

You sighed in your heart, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, and naturally followed his words: "May I ask?"

There was a weird smile on Hisoka's face, his voice rose slightly inexplicably, and he was a little imperceptibly excited: "Yes..."

"It's a disgusting big guy with fat all over his body. What's annoying is that his strength is too great to resist directly."

"Sometimes with sticks, sometimes with fists. He broke bones a few times, and it was really troublesome to lie down and not move."

There was almost no movement in his eyes when he was talking about this, as if it didn't happen to him.

It's someone else's, and only when it mentions "very troublesome" does it show a little bit of disgust.

"But that's okay……"

"I've killed him now..."

He raised his face slightly, the orange light was reflected in his eyes, and the malice deep in his pupils was completely exposed immediately.

"I took advantage of his sleep—"

"Put the knife straight down his throat."

Speaking of this, Hisoka tilted his head and laughed, the boy's crisp voice and gloomy tone perfectly blended together, making one's scalp tingle.

"The yellow fat coming out of his throat with the red blood is so pretty - have you seen that?"

He looked at you with burning eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth almost reached the position of his ears, "That kind of perfect scene..."

The voice suddenly became cold, with biting malice dripping out.

— "He's like a helpless dead dog."

You watched Hisoka quietly.

From the time you saw him to the time he put on the potion and bandages, his face was basically expressionless in the past few hours.Even when he was on guard, nothing he saw could arouse his mood swings.

But now is different.

He was clearly in a strange state of excitement, chewing more and more, not like chewing gum, more like chewing someone's bones, teeth rattling.

Then, he turns to look at you.

A few strange laughs sprang from his throat intermittently.

"That's what you want to know..."

Hisoka's tone became more and more strange. Those golden pupils that looked like beasts were wide open, staring at your movements, "How is it? What's your idea..."

You were taken aback by the question.

Ah... any thoughts?

The faint melancholy that was still lingering in your heart just now disappeared immediately, and you pressed your face with one hand, trying not to laugh.

He now looked like a wolf cub who lowered his body to threaten his enemies.

The bared teeth were not sharp enough, and the claws were not sharp enough, but he didn't realize it, and tried to show his ferocity to the outside.

——The little wolf became vigilant again.

--So cute.

Can't laugh it off.

He'd be pissed off if he laughed.

Now you can vaguely grasp his thoughts, suppress the smile in your heart, and then tentatively sit a little forward.

—His body tensed up immediately.

You don't want to scare him, so hold out your hand, palm up, and show him from all angles: "I don't have a weapon in my hand."

His body still didn't relax, he was watching your movements closely.

You slowly raised your hand, within his line of sight, approaching his arm, shoulder, cheek, forehead little by little...

Finally, it fell gently on his hair.

"well done……"

【Any thoughts? 】

【well done. 】

This is your answer.

The ferocious red-haired wolf cub froze instantly, even stopped chewing gum, and stared at you with round eyes, dazed.

Before he could react, you touched a few more times, then quickly withdrew your hand, and added the second half of the sentence with a smile: "If there is anything lacking, it is that you did it too late."

"You should have killed him sooner."

Hisoka: "..."

I was a little dazed for a while.

You have no ferocious strength, no strong muscles, much less a flexible body, so weak that even he could kill you-if it weren't for those ubiquitous bodyguards in the manor.

That's such a person.

actually...

He was still in a daze when someone suddenly broke into the room.

"Miss!"

The maid who went to deliver the doctor came back and was very angry when she saw you sitting directly on the carpet, "How can you sit on the carpet!"

"Huh? It's okay, the carpet is very soft."

"No! No!!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, there will be wrinkles."

"..." Hisoka stared at the woman in front of him who was constantly comforting the servant, slowly closed his eyes, and started chewing gum again, the sweet taste that was barely there gradually spread in his mouth.

A pale pink bubble emerges from the mouth.

Bigger and bigger and bigger.

--"Snapped……"

Bubbles popped.