[Hunter] Reasons not to love you

The first batch of mobile phones in this world are a bit ancient for the era I was in in my previous life. They are products of the old era that I only saw in movies. I have never played with them, so I can't help but love them.

First use it to call the landline at my new home, and when the landline rings, I look at Shiba expectantly.

Sheba walked over knowingly and picked up the handset of the landline.

"Hello?" His voice came from the mobile phone in my hand.

"Shiba!" My voice was a little louder, mixed into the microphone of Shiba's landline, and turned into two echoes, as if two of me were speaking one after the other, so I lowered my voice, "Where are you now? ?”

"..." Shiba looked at me, as if he was wondering why I asked the question knowingly, but after a few seconds, he still replied, "I'm at our house now."

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"...to talk to you."

"Not this! Don't take things for granted! Say something else!"

"Test call quality?"

"No, no! Say something interesting!"

Under my eager gaze, Shiba thought carefully for about half a minute this time, "I'm looking at you now."

Well, since I don't choose a smooth-talking guy, I have to bear the consequences of my choice, and don't expect Shiba to say any nasty words.

"Xiba, you stay here, don't hang up." I held my mobile phone and ran up the stairs, "I'm going to the second floor."

I ran to one of the rooms on the second floor, reached the corner, and asked again: "Shiba, I'm on the second floor, guess what I'm doing now?"

"do not know."

"Please guess it!" He replied so quickly, I suspect he was too lazy to think, "Ah! You cheated! You can't use 'round'!"

"Circle" is one of the applied skills of "Nian". Its principle is to make "Qi" expand outward with itself as the center of the circle, so as to check the situation within the range covered by "Qi".And other telekinetics within this range will also perceive the expanded "Qi" of the telekinetic who activated the "circle".

In the original book, there is a person with the ability to think because he is close to the "circle" of Nifei Pido, and perceives a huge gap in strength from it, and is so frightened that he instantly loses his fighting spirit.

I feel Shiba's "qi", so I know he used "circle".

Don't use the advanced application skills of "reading", which is quite mentally consuming, to do such trivial things!

Also, what I want to hear is not the correct answer in an objective sense.Really, I knew all along that Sheba would be a little dull on the irrational side.

"Okay, let me tell you directly. I am now..." I lowered my voice so low that only I could hear it, "I miss you."

The window was opened suddenly, and the wind slipped in quickly, but the sun did not, because it was blocked by people.

beep--

Only then did the mobile phone in my hand emit a notification tone after hanging up.The landline downstairs just put down the microphone, and Shiba appeared in front of me in an instant.It is worthy of being the world's top professional killer, with terrifying speed.

"I heard it." Shiba was standing in front of the window, "I heard you say that you are thinking about me."

Well, yes, the hearing is also excellent!It is worthy of being the next head of the family who beat the enemy.

"Qualified!" I gave him a big smile back.

So he also smiled.

Then we went out the window and lay together on the roof of our house in the sun.

The trees beside the house grew tall, not only on the ground, but also cast part of the shade on the roof.I grabbed the place with a lot of shade, so I wouldn't get too much sun.Xiba doesn't care about sun exposure, as long as the upper half of his face is not exposed to the sun, because the sun is dazzling.

After lying quietly for a while, I said, "Thank you, Shiba, I am so happy at this moment."

"Well, as long as you are happy."

Why does this tone feel a little perfunctory?

Looking sideways at Shiba, he closed his eyes and seemed to be very relaxed.There were leaves falling on his forehead before, but he didn't move, just let the leaves stay until now.

I helped him take the leaf away, seeing his rare lack of defense, I couldn't help bowing my head and kissing him.

He opened his eyes, put his arms around my shoulders, and pulled me closer, bringing me closer to him, deepening the kiss.

Once I got into the kiss, I couldn't help but move my hands, wanting to take off his clothes.

"Peerless." Xiba pushed my shoulder, opened the distance, and stopped this extremely long kiss, otherwise he would not be able to speak, "Are you sure you want to do it here?"

My heart was pounding and I kind of wanted to admit it right away.

However, my sanity still exists, and I did not express my affirmation.Mainly, I can't wait and don't want to say any more bullshit.

"How is it possible!" I put my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest, "Carry me back, Shiba. Hurry up."

I remember that he used to be like a machine, acting rough.After getting used to it, I like it very much.If it is not intense, it will not be enjoyable.

It's super rare to have someone who is good-looking and has such good physical strength.

I was really greedy for his body, so I was reluctant to let go, dragging and dragging until today, otherwise I would not be willing to try to have a formal relationship with him.

At this moment, I thought of a better plan, which is the best of both worlds. I broke up with him first, and after he got married and had his first child, and after he stabilized a little bit, I secretly became a lover with him.Then I don't have to be responsible for him, and I can continue to sleep with him.

Am I a genius? !

"Shiba." I bit his ear, "I love you so much."

"What?" Shiba didn't seem to hear clearly.

Humph, don't you just want me to say it again?

"I love you!" I don't mind saying it again.

Because, what you say on the bed, you can't take it too seriously, you will lose if you take it seriously.

When I calmed down, it was completely dark.

After regaining my sanity, I was a little ashamed. I cleaned up the mess in the bedroom and bathroom by myself, and then went to wake up Shiba on the sofa.

"I just finished cleaning, so I don't have time to cook." I suggested, "For dinner, let's go out together? Or order takeaway?"

"Let's take out." He replied with his eyes closed.

"it is good."

I pecked his cheek superficially, and I went to the cabinet under the landline to find the takeaway list, asked him what he wanted to eat, and then called for takeaway.

While waiting for the delivery, I crawled into his arms and held his arm, using it as a pillow.

When not particularly hard, the muscle tissue is soft and elastic, and it is very comfortable to pillow on.

"Shiba."

"kindness."

"Can you pinch a mosquito to death with your arm muscles?"

"……Why do you ask about this."

"Hey hey." I lay in his arms and smirked.

Sometimes I would ask some inexplicable questions, no reason, just boring, he saw me giggling, he knew that he didn’t need to worry about the answer to the question, he just needed to put his arms around my waist so that I wouldn’t fall off the sofa laughing.

Of course, after living together, things cannot be all happy. We had conflicts before, and the first time we had conflicts was because of housework.

When deciding what size house to buy, Shiba boasted that he would be willing to clean the big house himself, so I relaxed the criteria and agreed to buy a single-family two-story house.

The first time he cleaned the house, he fulfilled his promise and told me to stay aside, or go out for a walk, and he would clean it.

Watching him cautiously use the vacuum cleaner, like an engineer carefully sweeping minefields, almost made me laugh to death.

Seeing him holding a rag, struggling against a stain that was not easy to wipe off, and rubbing off the wall covering, it made me laugh so hard that my stomach hurt.

"Peerless, don't you go out for a stroll? With you here, I will be distracted." He finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to drive me out.

"No way! This house is mine too, we bought it under the AA system!" I puffed out my chest proudly.

"It's up to you." He turned around and went to wipe the cabinet instead.

When buying a house, I said that I wanted to buy a smaller one that was just enough for two people. It was he who wanted to buy a big house, and it was his own fault.But seeing him cleaning so earnestly, I actually felt sorry for him. After all, he is also a wealthy young master, and there are hundreds of servants in his family to take care of him.Asking him to do housework always feels like spoiling him.The beating enemy saw the next heir of the family doing housework, and was laughed at by me, would he want to beat me to death?

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I trotted over and hugged his waist from behind, "I'll clean it. You can't clean it by yourself, we divide the work."

He turned his head, looked at me, and didn't answer. I thought he was going to refuse for the sake of face, but I didn't expect him to put the rag in my hand the next moment, "Okay."

Dry!Doesn't he struggle a little bit with the promise he once made? !

"Usually, we don't recommend single-person recklessness when doing tasks. If necessary, we will call for helpers." Xiba said, "It is most suitable for family members to be helpers. They are not only familiar with each other, convenient to cooperate, but also trustworthy. It is our unique advantage in the industry.”

I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in a man's mouth.

He also found a reason and rationalized it himself. Hey!

I don't care about your family's industry advantages!

Forget it, don't argue with him.The walls were all scraped off by him, most of the furniture was white, and some stains were obvious and difficult to remove, next time he might wipe the cabinet until it cracked.That can't be bothered.

I went on to wipe the cabinets he hadn't finished, and sent him to sort out the clothes. The clothes in the washing machine had been washed, and now they were going to be dried in the dryer and put in the closet.

He did a good job in this matter, organized, which impressed me.

So I was careless. I didn't expect that when he washed the dishes after dinner, he would wash and break the dishes several times in a row.

"The strength is not easy to control." He said apologetically.

"I don't believe it! The stain on the bowl will come off with a light wipe, which is different from the one on the furniture!" I have already seen through his nature, "A professional killer who cannot precisely control his strength should write a confession letter and admit that he Not good at skills, and quit the industry on the spot! 'Wash the dishes obediently' or 'quit the industry', choose one, Shiba!"

He poked my forehead with his finger that was sticky with dish soap foam, "I think the most important thing to do is to buy a dishwasher."

"...Yes."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

I am usually busy with work, either eating out or ordering takeaway, and I haven’t cooked for myself for a long time, so I forgot the existence of the dishwasher.

Thanks to technology!

There are dishwashers for washing dishes, but there is no machine for cooking, so you still need to do it yourself.

After I had cooked a few times, I casually asked Sheba if he could cook, and he confidently said he could.

"..." Don't trust him blindly, because he thinks he will, but it doesn't mean he really will in an objective sense.

"It's impossible not to cook," Shiba said. "It's a basic survival skill, and I've learned it since I was a child."

Oh, that makes sense.

"Then why don't you take the initiative to cook? You are being lazy on purpose!" I questioned.

"You cook deliciously, and then, I forgot." He replied.

lie!I know that my cooking taste is very average, because I haven't cooked for a long time, I am a little unskilled, and I accidentally burned the dishes.He didn't complain about anything, he said it's okay, he can eat poisoned dishes--this statement is a bit too much!

I teased him several times, the more he pushed that his cooking was not as good as mine, the more I wanted him to cook it once.

"So many famous chefs are male chefs, they can do it, why can't you?"

"Peerless, you are changing concepts secretly."

With my perseverance, he finally agreed to cook, and warned me in advance that the purpose of the cooking he learned was to feed his stomach for survival, regardless of the taste.

I patted my chest and promised not to laugh at what he made, otherwise I will let him dispose of it for the next 24 hours and will not resist.

Little meaning, I can hold back from laughing at him, I can do it.

He boiled a pot of potatoes, cut toast, and added salad, the kind that mixed ready-made salad dressing with chopped vegetables.

The overall appearance is reassuringly ordinary.

Tsk, he really knows how to choose the most trouble-free dishes to cook.

Unless Sheba is retarded, cutting toast and mixing salad is impossible, so I focus on the pot of potatoes.I went up and smelled it, and there was nothing wrong with it. It was a very common aroma of boiled potatoes.

"Is it cooked? What seasonings are put in it?" I was not at ease, "Well, I want to ask, have you tasted it yourself first?"

"I only put salt as a seasoning, there is no way to go wrong." Shiba was confident, forked up a piece of potato in front of me, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it, "Look, I ate it, the taste is simple , but it's perfectly fine."

"Oh——" I stared at the whole process of him eating potatoes, feeling that he didn't seem to be acting.

You know, there is a classic prank show, which is to try to stay calm when eating super spicy fillings, and then trick others into eating them.

"No." I picked up another potato at random. "I don't believe it. You have to eat another one."

He ate it and seemed to have nothing wrong with it really.

Taking a deep breath, I carefully bit a corner of the potato cube, well, it is really ordinary, with a plain taste of salt.

Seeing me relax, Shiba said: "Is it? There is really no problem."

"En." I nodded and ate the rest, "Although you are lazy, the effect is not bad."

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt dizzy, my eyes turned black, and I couldn't see my surroundings clearly.

Covering my mouth, I waved my hand and threw the chair away. Relying on my familiarity with the interior layout, I stumbled into the bathroom and vomited, my mouth was full of blood, as if I was going to spit out all my internal organs.

Strong tinnitus.

I remembered... He can eat poisonous dishes... Has the foreshadowing been withdrawn so soon? !

"Are you okay?" Shiba stood at the door of the bathroom.

He was there when I threw up.

My limbs were cold, and I was able to stand firm by leaning on the sink. Vomiting made me spit out most of the poison | medicine left in my stomach, and the effect of the medicine was relieved, and most of my vision recovered. The face, the familiar face, became a little strange at this moment.

If he had some reason to kill me, he should have done it now, but he didn't, he didn't want to kill me.

"...It's okay." I turned my back, turned on the faucet, and cleaned the blood in the mirror.

There was blood all over his chest, and the clothes he was wearing were unwearable.

"Change your clothes." Shiba handed me a bath towel.

After taking the bath towel, I took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Sheba told me that the bathroom had been cleaned of blood.

So we sat down again at the table.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly and didn't vomit blood here, otherwise the amount of housework would increase again.

"Didn't you say you only added salt for seasoning?" I asked.

"Yes, poison | medicine cannot be flavored," he said.

Due to massive blood loss and physical fatigue, I didn't have the energy to throw a tantrum at him.

"Is toast and salad poisonous?"

"No."

When I got the answer, I chose to eat a piece of toast first to recover my strength.

I quietly ate non-poisonous toast, he quietly ate poisonous potatoes, I felt he was provoking me.

"Xiba." After eating a piece of toast, I said, "I... trust you so much and treat you as a teammate, yet you stab me in the back."

"I wanted to surprise you."

Listen to what he has to say!Look at what he does!You know what the hell his occasional surprises are.

"Remember the first time we kissed?" he said, "I thought you were trying to poison me."

"..." That incident was completely a unilateral misunderstanding on his part!

I'm just used to hiding antidotes in my teeth. At that time, when he was a teenager, he thought that I might use this to plot against him, and he laughed at me about it afterwards, telling me that poison|drugs didn't work on him.Because I didn't bite the medicine in my teeth, he didn't stop the intimate behavior with me, but chose to continue, and only raised his doubts when it was done.

"There are so many people who want to harm you. What I brought is an antidote, not a poison|drug. Your paranoid disorder is too serious." I was very angry that he suspected that I wanted to kill him when he kissed.

There is no universal antidote in the world, but there is a general antidote for specific types. For me, being poisoned to death is a trivial matter, and being unable to move is the trouble, so I choose to carry an antidote that can neutralize most known nerve paralysis. Antidote to toxins.

"That's it. I'm sorry, I misunderstood." The boy sincerely apologized to me.

According to the original setting, the Dadike family has a super high resistance to poison that ordinary people do not have.It is too simple to be able to reach that level by adapting to poison | medicine since childhood, otherwise many people can be deliberately cultivated to not be afraid of toxins, right?There must be some secret techniques that others cannot know.

I asked him how he did it, and he said he grew up on poison|drugs and was well trained.

Is not this nonsensical? !Asking is equivalent to asking for nothing.

The boy's suspicion was heavier than I imagined, so I didn't ask any more questions just to be on the safe side.

"I couldn't answer your question before, but I did a special investigation and found the answer." Today, the young Shiba said, "One of the reasons is that our family's physique is special. The rest is our family's secret. If You can be one of us and I can tell you everything."

Be one of us or something, are you vampires? !

"Well, you just don't believe me."

In the original book, Illumi, who is the top secret of the Beatles, can tell Hisoka, who does not belong to the Beatles family.

Don't tell me that Hisoka has joined Smash the Enemy, change his name to Hisoka Smash the Enemy!

In the end, am I not as good as Hisoka?

"It's not just this secret, after you become a family member, the entire team will be your strongest backing," Xiba said.

"...That's it." I waved my hand, "I don't need it, I'm a very low-key person, and I don't have any enemies. If I need the power to beat the enemy, can't I just hire it with money?"

"I'm so sad, Shiba." I picked up the toast, took a big bite, chewed it two or three times, and swallowed it, "At that time, you promised me that you knew poison, as long as you With you here, I won't be allowed to eat poisonous things, so I can rest assured."

"I shouldn't have believed you." Tears fell on the toast, adding a layer of saltiness to the toast.

With my head down, I couldn't stop crying while biting the salty toast.

"Peerless, I did this to tell you." Sheba stayed beside me, wiping my tears with his fingers, "I want to tell you that the formula of poison | medicine is also very important. This is one of the medicines we usually use in our family." , I want you to try it, so that you can understand it.”

"..." Your family's specialty products are really scary enough.

I feel like I just walked through the gate of hell.

"So what will be the effect after I try it?" I turned my face and asked him, "Am I invincible now?"

"No." Xiba added, "It needs to be taken continuously, and the dose can be adjusted according to the reaction after taking it in order to have an effect. Under normal circumstances, there will not be a big reaction. According to your reaction just now, the dose should be reduced next time. "

"...Did you bring a lot?"

"Nothing."

"Then you only feed me once, what's the point besides making me vomit blood?"

"Without scientific measurement, I can't just give you too much food." Shiba explained, "In addition to wanting you to taste what I usually eat, I actually want to, if you fall down, I will I have a chance to take care of you."

Dry!

I have mixed feelings inside.

"Thank you, I don't need it next time."

"understood."

The author has something to say:

This chapter has taken refuge, this chapter is also known as "Don't be tempted to challenge"

Peerless: I am not moved!My heart almost stopped moving forever!

When mentioning the family affairs, Shiba is trying to make Peerless into the shape of beating the enemy

Jue Shi: ...So the surprise you gave me was to poison me?

Morse: Thank you for the invitation. Their family likes to make this very much. They have poisoned my biscuits since I was a child. I believe he will whip you in the near future :)

Peerless: Who are you? !

Shiba: I wanted to take care of you after I poisoned you, but I failed, sorry

Peerless: I can thank you!

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In the past, Jue Shi was very cautious about poisoning. Shiba thought that she would be easily knocked down, and out of concern (the characteristic of beating the enemy), he gave her a supplement. Unexpectedly, Jue Shi's physique exceeded his expectations, so before he was determined to be locked up , he decided not to increase the poison resistance level for Jue Shi, so as not to get out of control (Oh, man, the scheming is very deep