[Hunter] Reasons not to love you

The author has something to say:

A new article created on a whim when writing Chapter 1 of "[Hunter] No.148 RPG"

Demining: The heroine is an egoist, chaotic neutral camp "Sibba, let's break up."

When I said this, the windows of the coffee shop were drenched by the rain. At first there were only a few pattering raindrops, but soon, the sound of the rain became stronger, covering the voices of people outside the window.The heavy rain did not come without warning. The weather forecast had already been broadcast, so I went out with an umbrella and came prepared without feeling panicked.

The young man sitting across from me didn't bring an umbrella, which doesn't mean he doesn't pay attention to the weather forecast. No matter how much rain it rains, he usually doesn't bring an umbrella.Because he is not an ordinary person, he is a professional killer and a person with the ability to read.

There is a magical power called "Nian" in this world, which is similar to superpowers. There is only one human being who can master this power, and he is the best among human beings. It is a mysterious existence that most ordinary people cannot know. .

You should be aware of the introduction here, right?

That's right, I'm also an ability-reader.

Oh, by the way, there is another secret that I didn't tell anyone.

I am a time traveler, and the prototype of this world is a comic called "Hunter x Hunter".As for the scientific nature of the time-traveling event and other twists and turns, since it has already happened, don’t think too much about it. Anyway, I died unexpectedly, and my brains all flowed out. I was so cold that I have no place to go back. .

Traveling through this kind of thing is similar to reincarnation in the real world. The family of birth, era and character talent all depend on luck.

With luck, you were born right at the finish line.

Bad luck, then...

Well, my luck isn't particularly good, but it's not too bad either.

As far as survival is concerned, I don't have much problem at the moment.Considering the higher level, such as spiritual enjoyment, it is a bit unsatisfactory.

The time traveled is too early, not only the protagonists of the original comics have not yet been born, even their parents are still children.

出于对原著漫画的喜爱，接触原著漫画里的角色是必不可缺少的娱乐项目，综合考虑下来，我决定将席巴·揍敌客作为目标。

同样是出于对原著漫画的喜爱，我不准备打乱原著设定，席巴·揍敌客最终应该与基裘结婚，我将是个过客。

Because I am definitely not Kiju, the body I used to travel through time is not called "Kiju", and I am not black-haired and black-eyed.

In Sheba's eyes, my proposal at this moment should be more unpredictable than the most capricious weather.The last time we met, we hugged and kissed and went to bed as always, without any unpleasantness, and the atmosphere of this date did not seem to be much different from usual.

"Why?" The young man sitting opposite me, Shiba Beatenike, asked this reasonable question.

I met Xiba when he was a teenager, and now his voice change period is over, his voice is no longer bright, but has become deep and heavy.His figure is also getting taller and stronger. I still miss his slender and slender youth, but the youth grows too fast. After a while, he will become that kind of adult man full of violent elements, right?The muscles are full, and the clothes no longer look thin.

It's not disgusting, it's just too oppressive, and because of the height gap, when he is standing, I have to look up at him.

Regarding the question he raised, I have too many reasons to give him, except for the one "According to the original book, you should marry Kiqiu and have children", because this is something that only time travelers can understand.

"Because love is gone, I don't love you anymore." I smiled and took a sip of my coffee.

"We've only been officially dating for three months," he said.

"Before that, we have known each other for a long time." I said, "Today is the result of my long and careful consideration."

He looked at me carefully and expressed his judgment with a descriptive sentence, "...you are serious."

"Yes." I knew he was good at reading words and expressions.

The superb observation ability of a professional killer, when used as a considerate, may be subtle and moving, but conversely, when used to judge lies, it will be a weapon that makes people panic.

"But you lied." He reached out and took my fingers on the rim of the coffee cup. "You're not tired of me. Your eyes, your fingers, tell me so."

Indeed, I am somewhat attached to him, he is modest and polite, and I feel comfortable getting along with him.

Maintaining the original setting is not the most critical reason for breaking up. The most critical reason for breaking up is that I am against childbearing, and Xiba, as the sure heir of the Dadike family, must continue and reproduce for the sake of family continuation.

In order to attack him, I didn't firmly express that I don't want to have children. Similar topics are always vague.With Shiba's keenness, why can't he see my resistance.It's just that he underestimated my determination and overestimated his ability. He thought he could change my mind, so he didn't care too much.

"I've thought about it for a long time." I decided not to be tactful anymore, even if I hurt the other person's feelings, there is nothing I can do. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, "I don't think I love you so much that I am willing to live for you." Child. I have nothing to worry about when I am alone, and I can live my life as happy as I want, and you have other things to consider, and I can't delay your life. If you break up early, you can find a woman who is more suitable for you to marry and have children. "

Ah, I've said it, so I don't delay the other person's life, so I can get together and get away easily. I'm really a peerless woman.

"Peerless." He called my name, and his fingers touched the knuckles near my palm, "I planned to bring the engagement ring with me the next time we meet."

"...We've only been dating for three months." I said.

"Before that, we had known each other for a long time," he said.

The conversation is reversed.

"This is my sincerity." He continued, "I proposed dating you only on the premise of getting married."

"This is also my sincerity, not to waste each other's time." I replied, "I know that, unlike falling in love, marriage is a very serious matter, so I have seriously considered it."

I know that he will do what he says, and he also knows that I can persist. The biggest difference between us is that I never thought of changing him, but he always has the confidence to change me.

Humph.

I just don't care about small things when I make big things, because he is a paper man, I don't care about it in detail with him.

"The ring can be left to the next one who needs it. If there is a name engraved on it..." I kept my smile unchanged and pulled my finger away from his hand. "There are many ways to smooth it."

"We shouldn't meet again in the future." I removed all expressions and said formulaically, "As a qualified ex, I will be like a stranger who has never appeared in your life. After that, no matter what reason you need to kill I, I don't have any complaints. Sorry, let's break up, Shiba."

"..." Shiba usually doesn't interrupt me midway, he is a good listener.

Speaking so harshly, based on his understanding of me, he should understand that I am determined to break up.

So he looked at me with cold eyes.

Once the professional killer's eyes are cold, it indicates very bad things, such as killing intent, such as death.

His pupils are extremely rare vertical pupils, reminding me of my childhood and the beast chasing me in the dark night.

The body I got after transmigrating was a 6-year-old orphan who grew up in an orphanage. Because he was not disabled and looked good, he was spotted and adopted not long ago, and then I found out that the real adopter was a rich pervert.

The gesture of struggling to survive in the mud is not beautiful, even ugly.

Without any special abilities, how can a weak 6-year-old girl survive even if she escapes from this sinful manor?

Formal institutions cannot go, they will send me back to the "adopter" according to the adoption information.

Other strangers can't believe it casually, what is the survival rate of wandering around?

Abandoning my dignity, I pretended to be as obedient as other little girls. When I realized that I might be played to death, I decided to escape. It is better to die of starvation as a street child than here.At that time, I swore secretly that I would never wrong myself in this life.

Before I ran away, I was scared to death.

I'm certainly not the first girl to try to escape, the last girl who did was folded on all fours and had her tongue pulled out and then thrown beside us to watch her fend for herself.She was not taken away until the body stinks.

The owner of the manor probably didn't mind the girls escaping, and it was also a pleasure to catch them and torture them for other girls to see.

So the guard is not strict, it is not difficult for me to find a chance to escape.

The girls kept in captivity in the manor had no shoes to wear, because our feet could only step on indoor carpets and marble floors, or beds, or lawns, and we couldn’t step on anything that broke our feet, so I ran away barefoot.

I brought the toothbrush that I usually sharpen as a weapon, not for attacking, but for suicide when I failed to escape. I was completely desperate, so I had enough courage to escape.

As I ran out of the house and onto the lawn, I heard the voice of the manor, a man I knew so well, calling, "Daisy, tear her apart."

I know he doesn't know my name, yes, although we are human beings, we are cheap items that are discarded at any time, and my status is lower than that of his dog, and my life is worthless.

In the deep night and the silence, his voice was as loud as thunder, as if I was struck by lightning, I staggered when I heard the voice, and then continued to run forward desperately.

Because of panic, people tend to fall when running away, and I also fell before running far.

That fall was a stroke of luck. I didn't know that the vicious dog had already caught up. Its speed far exceeded my expectations. One bite would tear me to pieces.I fell so suddenly that it missed it.

It is a large dog, as tall as a person when standing up, and I have seen it bite off a girl's leg bone in one bite.The momentum of its pounce was very fierce, because it was empty, and its position was changed to the front of me, a dog's distance away from me.

When it turned its head towards me, I grabbed dirt and threw it in its face.

The heart is beating fast, it seems that only me and it are the only creatures left in the world, I stare at its eyes, those eyes that emit a faint light in the dark night, just like Shiba sitting in front of me at the moment.

I didn't have time to think about anything at that time, my body moved first, grabbed my only weapon, a sharpened toothbrush, and stabbed the most conspicuous target, into its glowing eyes.

Immediately afterwards, I hugged its neck, which was actually a strangle, because I didn't have enough strength, so I turned into a hug.

If the toothbrush can pass through the eye and pierce its brain, I win.

Unfortunately not, it howled and shook its head wildly. I hugged its neck tightly to prevent it from throwing me off.

Human beings can stand at the top of the biological pyramid, relying on well-developed brains and flexible hands, which is where ordinary beasts are far inferior to humans.

I touched the collar on its neck, which gave me a place to focus. I grabbed the collar and freed one hand to hold the toothbrush that pierced into its eye. I poked and stirred it with all my strength.

I don't know how long it took until the fierce battle was over, and I realized that it had left scratches on my legs with deep visible bones, and other scrapes and bruises were considered minor injuries.

The adrenaline wore off and the pain hit, I didn't have the strength to pull the toothbrush out of the dog's eye, the toothbrush almost went all the way in.As if the soul was gone, I dragged my legs, walking hopelessly forward, forward.

Walk one step, climb three steps, I passed out.

When I woke up, the wound was bandaged and I was in bed.

The maid who took care of me informed the master of the manor, and the man stroked my hair and said he admired me, just as he stroked my body not long ago and said I was a lovely girl.He handed me a table knife, told me to get well soon, and told me to hurry up and get familiar with this toy, and next time he wanted to watch me and the beast fight to the death in a place suitable for watching movies.

I was holding the toothbrush too hard before, and my hand was injured, wrapped in gauze, and I couldn't hold the table knife, a ridiculous weapon.

"..." This is the first time that I really want to kill someone. I want to stab this man's eyes and smash his brain.

The days of recuperation were the most comfortable period of time since I came to this world, and that man never appeared, it was perfect.

When the injury was almost healed, although no one was watching, I knew that I might not be able to escape, so I decided to kill the man directly.

He should never have imagined that a weak and ordinary 6-year-old girl would not run away and dare to kill him.

After all, killing a dog is a passive self-defense, which is different from actively killing a dog.The way he abused girls, the horror he gave us, was enough to make us afraid to fight him, at most we dared to run away.And running away is also driven by fear, not courage.

I'm going to make him regret putting a weapon into my hands, even a ridiculous one.

The way to his room is familiar to me.As he wished, that road became the greatest terror in our hearts. When I walked on that road, my legs and hands were trembling, and my teeth were chattering. I couldn't help but think about those "disobedient girls" who were tortured by him .

To be torn to pieces by wild beasts is probably happier than being tortured to death by his own hands.

Breathing too much, I stopped, clutched my aching chest, and leaned my trembling body against the wall, seeking solid comfort.

I cried, the worthless tears kept falling, my throat was thirsty from crying, and my lips were bitten.

Wiping my tears away with my sleeves, all the education and knowledge accumulated in my previous life made me regain my courage, stand up alone, and move on.

I understand that even if it is slim, killing him is the only visible hope among my many tragic endings.

There is no lock on the door, the owner's door is never locked, there is no need for that.

Because the bed is taller than me, I have to climb up from the corner of the bed, but thanks to my thinness, there will be no movement when I climb up.

Be careful to avoid the girl on the bed, the quilt is also an obstacle, the power of the table knife will be affected, and you can't stab the chest, so I hold the table knife tightly and stab the man's closed eyes.

The stab was missed.

It's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's that the man avoided it.

"I hear your super scared breathing, kitty."

An adult man suppressed a 6-year-old girl effortlessly. He grabbed my neck and pressed me on the bed. The girl next to me was awakened and screamed in fright. He slapped me and fell off the bed and rolled to the carpet. Going up, there was no sound, I don't know if I didn't dare to scream, or passed out, or died.

I gritted my teeth and met his gaze, in my experience he likes a girl's fear and then tortures it.

If I'm not so afraid and even provoke him, can I let him kill me right now?

I grabbed his arm with my nails and kicked his body with my foot.

He let go of his hand in interest and chose to tear my clothes. In the end, my resistance just made him more interesting.With his personality, this temporary addition of interest may also kill me on the spot.

I want to get back my table knife, my only weapon. After being snatched by him, he pressed it under the pillow.

For entertainment, he let it go a little bit, and gave me a chance to jump over and snatch the table knife under the pillow. While I was holding the table knife, he threw away the clothes I used to shell the golden cicada and grabbed my ankle, "Where are you going?" What about my cute kitty?"

He dragged me back slowly, his brutal tone made my skin crawl, and my scalp was about to explode.

I suddenly turned around and slammed into his arms. I didn't know where I stabbed him. I frantically stabbed him with the table knife, and my hands were covered with blood. I didn't have the energy to confirm it until my arms were sore and I couldn't hold the table knife. The man is dead.

Originally, my attack might not be effective, because the man is very powerful, at least in our eyes, not just weak girls, he should have killed many people, without blinking an eye.

When the man was intoxicated with the joy of hunting, the oriole followed and hunted him too.

The so-called karma cycle, retribution is not good, he must have offended other rich people, so the rich hired killers to kill him.

This was an extremely superb assassination. Neither of the two people present was aware of the crisis. The man still kept a smug smile on his face while hunting, and I, a frightened prey, didn’t know that the man was dead, so I stared at the corpse desperately. Stabbed countless knives.

Because of the difference in stature, I stabbed the man's abdomen, and the blood on the man's chest was done by the killer.

The man was heartbroken.

As far as I know, this is the skill of the world's number one killer family to beat enemies.The original book did not mention whether this skill is unique, so I can't be [-]% sure that it was done by the enemy.

When I met Shiba many years later, I didn't ask about the past, there was no need for that.

Most of the reasons for my salvation are due to my personal efforts. It is said that people plan things and God makes things happen.

Opposite me, the eyes of the icy beast were closed.

When it was opened again, it was as calm as before.

"Give me a little time to sort it out and get back to you next Sunday," he said finally.

He left in the rain.