The Coming Rain

Chapter.4

Meteor Street is short of water, but there is a rainy season every year, which is a heavy rain brought by a moving front. Unfortunately, because it has been used as a garbage dump for a long time, the air and soil are full of highly radioactive chemicals, such as sulfur dioxide and carbon monoxide. Nitrogen oxides are abundantly distributed in the cloudy clouds, so the rainy season is just a disaster.

Although acid rain also appeared in well-developed industrial areas and cities, the level was far inferior to Meteor Street. If Charlotte hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Charlotte couldn't believe that the liquid comparable to sulfuric acid or nitric acid was rainwater, not some enemy splashing it. down.

Leaning against the door of the "hut" transformed from the container they lived in, Charlotte looked up at the grand feast of rain.

The colorless and odorless liquid fell from the dark gray sky, perhaps because of psychological effects, Charlotte always felt that the rain was cloudy and had a sour smell.This torrential rain stained everything in front of us with moist mist, and also corroded some objects on the ground into charred black, like a curtain, blocking the scene outside Meteor Street in the rain.

Charlotte didn't know what she was looking at. The rain and fog made her thoughts confused, and she would think of the memories buried deep in her mind. Whether it was warm or bitter, what flashed in her mind was Broken fragments, incoherent, as if her past was pieced together from fragments.

No... She has no past.

She was in a daze for a long time, until Kuroro approached silently, and Charlotte came back to her senses, and smiled politely at Kuroro, without saying a word, just quietly waiting for Kuroro to speak.

"Have you seen this kind of rain before you became my slave?" Kuroro put one hand on the edge of the container, and stretched out the other hand, trying to catch the dangerous liquid falling from the sky with his hands.His expression was so casual when he asked, as if he was saying a simple greeting.

Charlotte didn't answer his question right away, but stretched out her hand above Kuroro's hand, tightly blocking the corrosion of the liquid, her hand was very steady, and even though it was corroded with black scorched marks, it still didn't shake at all .

That was not a pretty hand at all.

The knuckles are thick and short, and the hands are fleshy. The skin is not fair, but tanned. Under the light brown skin, thin blue blood vessels can barely be seen.Fei Tan once laughed at her, that a woman's hands were not as good-looking as his. As a result, Charlotte looked at Fei Tan's slender, white fingers with well-defined knuckles, and didn't speak, just watched silently, without a trace of expression.In the end, it was Feitan who felt awkward and walked away cursing.

Kurolo just stretched out her hand and said nothing, and Charlotte stretched out her hand like this, but she began to answer: "I haven't seen such rain, but I can understand its appearance."

The two fell silent again.

I don't know how long it took, Kuroro only saw that there was no complete piece of skin on the back of Charlotte's hand, he finally retracted his hand, so Charlotte retracted his hand, blood seeped from under the terrible and ugly black scorched marks, It looks like a piece of land invaded by magma.

However, Charlotte's expression remained calm, and her hand did not shake, as if the back of her hand was still intact.

"Today's food." Kuroro looked into Charlotte's eyes and ordered.

"Yes, master." Charlotte responded, but the silver ring on her wrist didn't fall off, so she turned around and wanted to run out.

Standing behind Charlotte, Kurolo stretched out his hand again, and just as he was about to touch the rain, Charlotte pressed it down with his other good hand, and raised his head to meet Charlotte's blue pupils at this time: "Master, how can you do this?" I will be very embarrassed." There was an innocent smile in his eyes, and his language was playful and coquettish, but it did not conflict with the appearance of the boy at this time.

Kuroro lowered his hands, with an indifferent expression: "Don't get wet."

"Yes—" Charlotte burst into a big smile, and the silver ring on her wrist fell to the ground with a crisp sound.When she turned her head and ran out again, the rain could no longer approach her, as if she was afraid, she avoided it a centimeter away from her body, and rowed in the opposite direction.

When Charlotte ran away, a nasal voice came from behind Kuroro, expressing the master's displeasure: "Idiot."

"Ah, that's right, that idiot." Kuroro answered, his eyes stretched out of the container they lived in, but he could only see the dense water vapor like a curtain, blocking his sight, and he never saw the idiot they called guy.

For children who have never been cared for, for children who have been living tenaciously in the cruel reality, what kind of feelings will it bring to be protected, cared for, cherished, and valued?

Who would know but themselves?

"Damn it! Blue you bastard! You are still running around in this kind of rainstorm! Do you want to be drenched into a skeleton?" Old Karen yelled anxiously when he saw Charlotte appearing. He brought the medicine box over.

Blue is the name given to her by the people in Block No.13 of Meteor Street, because she never said her own name, so people named her based on her hair color and eye color.She also has a code name - pupil of the sky.

When you see beautiful eyes like the blue sky, remember to smile.

This is a saying that has been circulated in the No.13 block recently, because Charlotte has never robbed the person who gave her a smile. Inexplicably, the chaotic order of the No.13 block has improved slightly, although chaos is the constant theme of Meteor Street. The current situation is at least much better than before.

Charlotte accepted it with a smile. This was not praise, but fear.Even though he has such clean and penetrating eyes, he can take his life without hesitation, which is contradictory and frightening.

If someone who is familiar with Charlotte is here, he will cover his face and accuse: "Look at what kind of rumors you are talking about. You are so cold, glamorous, noble and beautiful. Even Su can't do this."

It doesn't matter, because she is not Charlotte now, but "Sakura", who is Kuroro's guardian. Everything takes his request as the first goal. No matter what means, fulfilling his request is what the guardian should do thing.

Hmm... kind of like spoiling a child.However, this is redemption.Thinking of this, Charlotte smiled and responded to old Karen's nagging, while looking at her palm.

The Cherry Keeper represents the power of "life", so there is no "death". If the Cherry Keeper terminates the current life, the next life will have a better life.This is Sakura's compensation for life. Although it is difficult for others to understand - there is no need to talk about the next life if you don't have to live in this life, but for Charlotte who is used to seeing reincarnation, this is another kind of happiness. .

After all, she... has no "next life", and will always live with the identity of Cherry Keeper.

"Old Karen, I'm fine. Look, I'm not hurt. By the way, can you give me some food on credit today? I can't find anything to exchange in this weather. I can keep the account until it rains tomorrow." I'll pay you back right away." Charlotte said with a smile.

"Brat, you're lucky today!" Old Karen pouted at the compartment in the exchange, lowered his voice, and said, "A big man came today. Be good, and I'll reward you with a bag of bread."

"Big man?" Charlotte tilted her head, but just caught a glimpse of a pair of green eyes in the corner, round, with a sly light, and a deep disgust and resistance hidden.

"Hey, old Karen, I didn't expect you to have such a good-looking person here." The hearty and cheerful middle-aged man's voice sounded, and he was already close to Charlotte while speaking.

It was a handsome man, who looked to be 34 or [-] years old, in his prime, with an excellent figure, dazzling blond hair and green eyes, a deep and deep voice, with a deadly magnetism, if he was outside Meteor Street In a big city, just relying on this appearance, you will become a celebrity in the social circle of the upper class.

But now this is Meteor Street, and this man, named Garnett, full name Garnett Luthers, is the head of the No. 12 block of Meteor Street.

Looking at the man who appeared from the dimly lit exchange, Charlotte raised her eyebrows, showing just the right amount of surprise and admiration: "Excuse me, are you Lord Garnett?"

"You know me?" Garnett looked at the young man in front of him with great interest, his handsome face reflected in his pure blue eyes.The smile on Garnett's face was easy-going, but what he thought of was how wonderful it would be to see his own face appearing in such eyes in confusion when he was lingering.

"I'm honored to have seen your photo, my lord." Charlotte stopped short, talking too much would only expose herself.

"Oh, how old are you?" Garnett asked casually.

"Seventeen." Charlotte smiled.

Asking about age is Garnett's unique habit. Although he is a pervert who likes to feed and prostitute children, he also has abnormal mental cleanliness. He will never touch teenagers who are dissatisfied, and he will never touch boys under the age of 12. Boys who are [-] years old will never want it.

It's terrible.Thinking so disgustingly in her heart, Charlotte still had a gentle smile on her face.

"It's a pity." Garnett said regretfully, and then became interested again. He grabbed Charlotte's shoulder and said, "Why are you so thin? Is there nothing to eat? Do you want to try a fresh steak?"

"Steak!" Charlotte's eyes widened, with a look of surprise, she wanted to say something but stopped, and said awkwardly, "Thank you very much for your kindness, sir, but I..."

"It's okay, it's rare to see a boy as polite as you on Meteor Street now, so let's treat it as a reward." Garnett laughed loudly.

"No... Actually..." Charlotte hesitated to speak, "Actually, I have two younger brothers. They are still young. I want to bring some food back to them."

Garnett glanced at old Karen, who immediately understood and said: "That's right, one is seven years old and the other is nine years old, and they are still children."

"Then you can take the bag of bread and go back later. I gave it to you. Are you satisfied now?" Garnett looked at the admiration in those blue eyes, and felt very satisfied with his vanity.

"By the way, my lord, who is that child?" Charlotte asked cautiously, pointing to the blond child curled up in the corner.

"Hmph, it's just something." Garnett's mood became worse, and his tone became a little stronger.Charlotte shrank her neck in unison, showing a look of fear. "Oh, I'm definitely not mad at you, he's just a brother of mine, if you're interested in him, he's yours, and your brothers should be happy to have a toy." Ganney Tetsu noticed that he had frightened the blue-haired boy, and said so immediately.

In another year, when this boy is waiting for him, it will be a good time for him to enjoy it. Giving now is necessary. Seeing his appearance as a little animal, when the time comes, he will cry and struggle timidly on the bed, and be taken by him. Playing with her fingers, the body is stained with lustful colors and sticky whiteness...

Just thinking about Garnett made him feel aroused, and when he lowered his head, he happened to see Charlotte looking at him in awe with his blue and clear eyes, and felt that his body was a little out of control.

"Old Karen, get him a good meal. I'm still going to see Massa, so I'm leaving first." Garnett hurriedly finished speaking, took a special umbrella with his men, and left.

Confirming that Garnett was walking away, Charlotte immediately slapped herself with a backhand: "Damn you laugh so cheap!"

Old Karen squinted at her: "I'll tell you when you were so obedient. I can't tell. Your acting skills are good! I think that pervert Garnett is definitely not going to meet Massa, but to vent his anger."

"What do you need to say? Well, quickly give me a bag of bread." When Charlotte thought of being treated as a love object in fantasy, she felt uncomfortable all over, especially her stomach, not to mention that she had to cooperate with the show just now. Such a nasty expression.

Old Karen went to get the bread. Charlotte walked up to the blue-eyed child, reached out and grabbed the rope that was helping the boy, and then tore it off easily. By the way, he reached out and pinched the little boy's face, smiling triumphantly: " The eyes are good, but you still don't understand what a real disguise is, this time you are lucky enough to meet me, so be careful next time." After speaking, he turned his head and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the trousers.

Charlotte's face fell. "What are you doing?"

"Please take me in!" The young child smiled brightly, completely unable to see the hypocrisy before.

"...It seems that I accidentally got into trouble." Charlotte covered her face, complained in a tangled manner, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

"Warrior." The child said obediently.

Inevitably encountered plot characters and when did the rules start to exist? Fuck labor and capital... And knights aren't blond, why is this guy's hair color different... Wait, is the hair on it dusty or muddy... Don't play tricks like this!Charlotte complained even more tangled.Anyway, this guy had to be brought back, the brain of the future spider couldn't just be left alone.