you turned on the love game

The lights here are very bright, illuminating Kuroro's expression clearly.

The pale face due to excessive blood loss was slightly raised, and the dark eyes were set on that face, and a subtle coldness could be vaguely felt from the pupils, which was the unique look of Meteor Street people.

At this moment, that cold look is scratching at you, as if trying to pluck a piece of flesh from you.

Too bad you don't feel the slightest bit about it.

If the future Kurollo is compared to an abyss, then he is just a shallow pit, and the bottom can be seen at a glance.

Although he grew up on Meteor Street, he has a unique sense of coldness in his bones.But now he doesn't have the cold, oppressive and creepy dark aura that he had when he grew up.

It's like a young animal that hasn't grown up yet, and it can't face all situations calmly for the time being.So when he encounters something beyond his expectations, he can't help feeling irritable and unhappy.

This unhappiness also came out from his eyes, and at the same time mixed with the slight anger that he was cheated.

Let the fake smile on the corner of the lips be a little more real.

March also keenly noticed Kuroro's expression of emotion.

She tilted her head suspiciously.

This is rare for Kuroro, he has always hidden himself very well, the last time it was because the food he hid was damp and rotted.

You leaned against the wall with your arms crossed, and just about to speak, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside, and it was the doctor who came back after changing his clothes.

He glanced at Kuroro, who could already sit up, and motioned for you to follow him: "No problem, come and pay."

"Can I swipe my card?"

"Um……"

When you and the doctor were far away, Maggie asked Kurolo: "What happened just now, why did you attack suddenly?"

"..." The black-haired boy stared down at his well-wrapped shoulders, relaxed his body and leaned on the soft cushion at the head of the bed, with his other hand resting on his forehead, and there was no special emotion in his tone.

"Well, I accidentally got tricked by her."

Ma Qi was even more puzzled: "Cheated?"

She sat on the chair beside the bed: "Why did you get cheated? What did you get cheated to make you so determined to attack people close to you?"

Kuroro pondered for a few seconds, and gave an explanation that was not an explanation: "How should I put it, it's probably because I didn't figure out the information, and maybe there was also the reason why I was injured at the time and my thinking was unclear. It stands to reason that she locked up everyone If you let it go, you won't be able to do that kind of thing again..."

Marge: "..."

He began to speak unintelligible words to himself again.

A few minutes later, you and the doctor return to the treatment room, and you find that Kuroro is about to get out of bed to leave, and the doctor just said: "Wait a minute..."

Before the words were finished, Kuroro's left shoulder suddenly dropped, and then his feet seemed to be unsteady, his body lost his balance, and he fell directly to the left.

March was observing the doctor's medical equipment, a little far away from Kuroro, and when he turned around, he found that the boy was about to fall to the ground, and he couldn't even try to help him catch him.

Or you stepped forward quickly and grabbed Kuroro by the back collar.

Then he lifted him to sit on the hospital bed, and the doctor walked up to him to finish the second half of the sentence: "The effect of anesthesia has not been completely eliminated."

You asked the doctor suspiciously: "But when he tried to attack someone just now, his movements seemed very agile, and he was not affected by anesthesia at all."

The doctor rubbed his neck: "Because he was tense at the time."

Then he yawned wearily, "That kind of anesthesia will not affect the movement in a state of high concentration, but it will when it relaxes."

It was exposed by the doctor without warning.

Kurolo: "..."

After seeing that the boy was fine, March continued to study the doctor's equipment. The doctor glanced at her without saying a word, and turned to look at you: "You are Luska's successor, right? You canceled the population? deal?"

You simply admit: "Hmmm..."

When you mention this, you think of those cages, and the tone is not very good, "There is no need for such disgusting things to exist."

Kuroro originally lowered his head in thought, but upon hearing this, he looked towards you.

His gaze first fell on the doctor, then quickly passed over your face, and finally tapped the bed with his fingers, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Not bad. Good cancellation."

The doctor put his hands in his pockets, "It stands to reason that you did something that made me feel better, so I should give you a discount."

really?

You looked at him, and the doctor continued without changing his expression: "But the business is not very good recently, so I'll give you a discount next time."

You laughed and said, "You don't need the discount."

Then you glanced at Madge, and you thought of her focused eyes on the doctor suturing the wound before: "The child is very curious about your things, doctor, can you explain to her?"

Ma Qi was taken aback, and looked up at you.

The doctor's eyes shifted from you to the purple-haired girl: "Is there anything to explain... kid, what do you want to know?"

The purple-haired girl's irises were originally light brown, but under the bright incandescent light, they look a little golden. The dark pupils first look at you for a few moments, and then slowly meet the doctor's gaze.

"I've stitched it up myself before, and the wound festered."

"Did you sterilize before suturing?"

"..."

"Hey, it seems that your life is quite good."

The two communicate with each other, and you sit at the table.

Suddenly, you feel that someone's eyes are watching you, and you naturally look over according to the feeling, and find that it is Kuroro.

He raised his hand thoughtfully to cover his lips, and the irritability in his eyes just now had disappeared, replaced by a hint of curiosity: "You banned the population? Transaction...you hate this thing very much."

The boy said the last half sentence in a determined tone.

You look at him and say slowly, "Yeah. Very disgusting."

After finishing speaking, she smiled at him and said, "So don't do such a thing under my nose."

It sounds like there is something to be said.

The corners of Kuroro's raised lips slowly receded, and he stared at you expressionlessly. His delicate facial features were reflected in the bright light, and his broken hair drooped in front of his forehead, casting a faint shadow under his eyes.

Then, he suddenly let out a sneer from his nasal cavity.

"Are you cherishing human life?"

The gloomy black eyeballs reflected the light, and suddenly it looked like a glass bead, and there was something hidden in the depths that only Meteor Street people could understand.

"Human life is the least valuable on Meteor Street."

Crowley was right.

At least that's how it looks to most people.

Thousands of abandoned babies appear on Meteor Street every year. Some lucky children will be taken away by the staff of the orphanage. The remaining children who have not been found or have missing body parts can only wait to die.

In addition, there are criminals from the outside world, gangsters, and goods that have been trafficked like those girls.

The scramble for survival resources, the scramble for opportunities, all these make Meteor Street full of a cruel reality, tearing the dripping reality for everyone to see, telling them that if they don't grab it, they can only die.

This is Meteor Street, an abandoned place full of bloody killings.

It is cruel, barren, and ugly. It kills hope while giving hope every day, making people suspicious and hostile to each other, and finally domesticates a group of paranoid and twisted Meteor Street people.

Kuroro's voice is not loud, at least only you can hear it, and the doctor and March who are talking on the other side can't hear him.

You looked at him and said, "The rules of Meteor Street have nothing to do with me."

Facing those dark and immature eyes, you calmly said: "At least with me, human life is still very valuable."

"..." Kuroro smiled ironically.

After Ma Qi finished talking with the doctor, the anesthesia effect on Kuroro's body was almost eliminated. You lowered your head and asked him, "Can I go by myself?"

It was as if the unpleasant conversation just now had never happened at all.

He glances at you and jumps straight off the bed, landing firmly on the ground without the wobbly movement he had before.

You turned around and waved goodbye to the doctor, and took the lead in walking outside.

As March went out, he sorted out what he learned today in his mind, and planned to write it down in his own way when he went back. When he looked up, he found that Kuroro's expression was not right.

March looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

The smile on Kuroro's face at this moment is rare and real, as if it comes from the heart, but it reveals a bit of irony.

After hearing Madge's question, he raised his hand to hold his smile, pressed his fingertips hard, and slowly pressed down the corners of his raised lips.

"I do not know how it is……"

He continued to lift his arms up, and then covered the lower half of his face with his palms, his eyelids drooped, and the gloomy pupils were hidden under the thin eyelids, and the boy's voice sank down.

"It seems a little bit unhappy."

Kuroro's injury temporarily made it inconvenient for strenuous exercise, so the combat instruction was postponed for a week. During this time, he did not go out after learning the text, but tried to read simple long stories.

When he takes off the bandages and fights you, you're a little heavy handed.

In the courtyard specially opened for combat practice, the purple-haired girl stood in the most suitable position for observation, her eyes closely followed the two people who were going back and forth in the courtyard, and suddenly she showed a "finished" look in her eyes.

The next second, the black-haired boy suddenly flew backwards.

The straw piled in the corner was smashed into a human-shaped hole, and the little boy crawled out of it, with a sullen face and messy hay on his hair.

Those straws are specially used for cushioning.

Originally, you planned to ask Margot to help. It likes to lie down in the yard and watch you. With a light sweep of its tail, it can sweep back the flying children, just like the ball throwing game you played before.

But during a training session, Margot fell asleep.

You don't want to wake it up, so you just have some hay brought over, ready to throw the two kids into the hay.

When Kuroro climbed out completely, you stood in the yard and looked at him: "Forget what you learned on Meteor Street for a while."

"Don't try to confuse my sight with fake moves. It's too slow and it won't work. What you have to do now is to find my loopholes as much as possible and use all available advantages to attack me."

"Including but not limited to environment, character, habits, etc."

Kuroro stood there calmly, not even taking off the straw on his body, his eyes were heavy, as if he was thinking about how to deal with you.

Without waiting for him to think clearly, you suddenly appeared in front of him, chopped off with your foot, and the scattered straws exploded completely: "Think of countermeasures while attacking, don't you expect the enemy to stop and wait for you to think clearly?"

The bounced straw drew a light bloodstain on his face.

As soon as the voice fell, the boy bent his knees and rushed up, and suddenly raised his hand hanging by his side. There were sharp fragments caught in the straw, and they rushed straight at your neck like a knife. I don't know when he hid.

You smiled and praised: "This one is not bad."

However, a dagger suddenly slipped out of your sleeve, and you fended off those fragments with a few clangs, kicking Kuroro into another pile of straw again.

"I might hide a weapon, though, my boy."

Fighting against you, he can't get cheap, and the same is true for learning words.

Now that you know that Kuroro's progress has surpassed Ma Qi by a large margin, it is impossible for you to demand the same standard from him.

The basic content is directly replaced with the primary level, and hundreds of similar words are added.But they each represent different meanings, if you remember one wrong, the rest may be all wrong.

This can be described as hell difficulty for novices who are just learning characters.

Kuroro opened the textbook, and the dense text on it symbolized that he had to start from scratch again after his previous efforts.

He stared at the characters with a false smile.

You noticed that you tapped his desktop lightly with a small stick, with a kind smile on his face: "Are you secretly scolding me in your heart?"

The boy picked up the pen and began to trace: "Hehe, how could it be."