I must make the thief who stole my abilities look good! [Comprehensive]

The expression that had been slightly softened by the secret kiss of the girl was now completely emptied, and Kuroro's tie was still held by Blanche, which made him unable to stand up even if he wanted to, and could only maintain a close posture.

Since Blanche's question was so unusual and too unlike what she could say, after the very short surprise passed, there was not a trace of joy left, only surprise.

Logic and calmness seemed to be an instinct, more like some kind of virus, which quickly invaded Kuroro's brain.

He took the tie away from her, then sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "Do you still know who I am?"

"Krollo, Kurolo Rushiru."

Kuroro stared at her, and continued to ask: "Are you still conscious?"

"Not so awake, a little sleepy."

But those who can answer in this way generally mean that they are very sober.

"Are you being manipulated?"

Blanche was lazy, although Kuroro was sitting by the bed asking questions, looking at her in a condescending posture, she still didn't want to wake up.At this time, she felt even more uncomfortable lying here in just one posture. A certain willful silver long-haired cat picked up the pillow next to it and rolled to the other side of the bed, seeming to think it was fun, purring again Rolling back on the ground, she played around twice on her own, and stopped answering Kuroro's question, only feeling that the seat where this person was sitting was too obstructive.

Blanche's every move is obviously the same as usual, except for the sentence just said.

But Blanche, who said "kiss me again", was not shy, and her eyes did not evade, as if she was saying, "Please give me the money."

Kuroro is a little suspicious now, whether he heard it wrong.

A certain wayward cat who uttered inexplicable words occupied other people's beds, and didn't care about the waves she caused, but rolled on the bed, having fun with herself.

...I really want to punish her, but I will definitely be hated.

Kuroro still has some self-knowledge about himself, otherwise he must have followed suit instead of guessing whether she said something against her original intention.

Looking at her with dark eyes, the girl's long silver curly hair looked more messy due to rolling around, but Kurolo didn't think it was ugly, but wanted to help the girl who was not good at taking care of her long hair Straighten out.

Finally, after many guesses, Kuroro asked the last question.

"why?"

He used to think that women's minds, no, human minds, are not so unpredictable. Everyone's actions, words, and even his attitudes in all aspects of life are traceable.

But sometimes this kind of "traces to follow" does not apply to Blanche.

Now besides asking her directly, there is no more direct and effective way, right?

Finally, Blanche had had enough of playing with the pillow and mattress, she got up in a jerk, her blue eyes were very frank.

"Why..." She couldn't understand why Kuroro could even ask why with this sentence, but facing the question, Blanche still instinctively looked for the answer, even though she was not very good at expressing her thoughts in words.

"Because Kuroro doesn't look like Kuroro anymore," Blanche said, "I want to see Kuroro who doesn't look like Kuroro again."

Blanche thought about it carefully. She was too nervous at the time and almost forgot all about it, but she deeply remembered that Kuroro at that time was not like any of the Kuroro she had seen before. Whether it's the head of the group, Kuroro himself, or any identity that has been impersonated outside, it seems that the external illusion has been torn apart, or he has seen the side that is not common among the many fake faces.

"Maybe it's for...reconfirmation?" Blanche added uncertainly.

"Then why don't you come by yourself?" Kuroro said.

He was relaxed from head to toe, as if he wouldn't resist with a finger no matter what Blanche did to him.

However, someone's scheming temptation after the wrong timing did not resist the girl's strong curiosity.From the time she fell asleep to the present, several minutes had passed.

After the man's temptation, Blanche did take the initiative to lean over, but instead of kissing him, she asked him, "Why is Danny Hardwood robbing his house?"

Kurolo: "..."

He didn't know why the topic suddenly came to Danny Hardwood. In short, he didn't even earn a touching kiss, and the topic shifted to other men instead.

Blanche blinked her eyes wide, eager to learn, obviously asking him to tell her now.

Kurolo, who was only rubbed against his trouser legs by the cat's tail, sighed almost inaudibly, and said, "Have you heard the story of Oedipus?"

Blanche nodded, "I have heard that the relationship between the characters is too complicated, and the names are too complicated. I remember I heard it more than once, but I don't remember..."

That's about the size of someone's brain.

Chrollo didn't expect Blanche to remember, and his focus wasn't on telling an ancient Greek myth.

"To put it simply, it is a story of a father and son who want to avoid the prophecy, but are played by fate. In the end, the son kills his father and marries his mother."

Blanche understood the last four words.

At the same time, she also realized that she was in Hardwood's mansion. She lowered her voice and asked, "Does Danny want to kill his father and take his place?"

Kuroro looked at her with a slight smile, "I guessed half right."

Killing one's father and marrying one's mother...

Blanche thought that Danny didn't want to call Mary mother, and Mary helped Danny. Although she was a half-brother, Danny loved his sister very much...

Some positions that seem to be insignificant, or even cannot be taken seriously in daily life, once viewed through colored glasses, everything will be different.

Counting, Danny and his stepmother are also about the same age, after all, Peter Hardwood is 20 years older than his second wife.

But Blanche is not very interested in this kind of rich gossip, she just wants to know the answer.

Blanche asked again: "Then why are you here as a bodyguard?"

It's not like what he said before, it's really just to enjoy the fun of bidding in various auctions in Youkexin City, right?The thieves are all doing business without money.

"Danny Hardwood's purpose is not in the auction, but to oust his father; Old Peter also doesn't attach much importance to the auction. His purpose in coming to Youkexin City is to check and balance; the only thing he cares about is the underground auction. The authenticity of the product is the Nostra family, but their power is still too young. The boss is better at flattering and flattering than being the boss. This is also because the auction is coming soon, but the Hardwood family still has not received the auction item and has been replaced. The news of leaving, because Nostra is more afraid of accidents than anyone else, I am afraid that he is now worried about how to replace the real ones, and at the same time, should he tell Hardwood's people the truth?"

But when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins. Even if he doesn't tell Kuroro's purpose, Blanche already understands it.

She couldn't help snorting with her nose, and came to grab the treasure again.This person is really boring, like a treasure collector, but he will buy it not long after he got it, and I don't know why he took the trouble to get it in the first place.

For example, the Sun Stone on Sierra Island was later thrown into the base of the brigade, fully serving as an emergency light bulb, and it was not at all obvious that it had been so treasured by the entire island.

"By the way." Kuroro remembered the purpose of calling her over, "If you see Xiaodi, with short black hair and red-rimmed glasses..."

"I know her."

"If you see Xiaodi, don't attack her, she will help move something."

Blanche nodded, but didn't realize that she didn't have to take orders from him at all.

The girl got up from the bed and was about to return to her second-hand employer to fulfill her duty as a bodyguard, but Kuroro grabbed her hand.

The man said very naturally: "Aren't you going to stay and sleep? I think you really like my bed."

Speaking of this, Blanche felt a little sad, "Why do I feel that you are treated better than me? My room is just a single bed, and the quilt will fall to the floor when I sleep... and I don't want to work the night shift, can you Help me on duty?"

Apparently, Blanche, who was hired halfway to work as a bodyguard, is less self-conscious than some people, and her level of thinking is no different from that of the general office workers—I don’t want to go to work but I want to get paid, what’s wrong with me?I'm not wrong at all, am I?

Kuroro smiled, "No, you want to save Misha, I don't want to. And I have to rest."

... rejected her.

The poor cat was no longer pitiful, his eyebrows were erected, seeing that he couldn't please him, he immediately tore off the poor disguise, wishing he could take a bite of it every minute.

She shook off Kuroro's hand, just took a step, and was brought back by the man's wrist.This time the force was a little stronger, Blanche was wearing unsuitable leather shoes with a slight heel, almost fell down, and her body was directly brought into the arms of Kuroro.

Then he kissed the girl.

Fingers penetrated into her long hair, keeping her head from receding, and the other arm wrapped around her waist, the movement was strong but not tough.

A kiss that cannot be refused.

Blanche was still unfamiliar with this, she didn't know how to close her eyes, and she didn't even know what happened at first, until the soft flesh was touched, which aroused layers of unfamiliar trembling.

The girl sat in his arms, she was a little sure this time, she really didn't look like the Kuroro she had seen before.

...It seems that I kind of want to see...more?Blanche thought uncertainly.

……

Kuroro lay on the bed after taking a bath, a little regretful.

His five senses are a little sharper than the average person's. The girl on the bed has rolled around several times just now, and now it smells of her all over it.

However, a small piece of meat is not even a gap between the teeth of a beast that has been hungry for a long time.

And after tasting the fishy smell, the hunger seemed harder than usual.

Kuroro couldn't sleep.

Blanche was at the door of Peter Hardwood's room. After two hours of being invisible in a daze while pretending to be dedicated in the heavily guarded mansion, her colleague who couldn't read passed by her three times without finding her. Finally, I finally called her and said: "You can take a break, have some dessert and drink some coffee, the night is hard."

Who says nights can't be rough?A certain man whose quilt still smelled like Blanche got up to read a book after taking a second shower.

Blanche picked out some desserts in the lounge.

The pastry chefs in Hardwood House are of a very high level, and each one is delicious enough to cry.Blanche ate, but remembered Misha in the cell.

Although she had an agreement with Danny Hardwood, she would definitely take Misha away from here, but he has been in the cell all the time, and now he is probably panicking and suffering, right?

Her hands and feet were bound, and when she refused to eat, she was nailed to a huge cross by Kazuki Nazuka and thrown into the "Church of Light" he built to repent.

It was a room with no lighting. On the sunny wall, a whole cross window was opened, and it was sealed with glass with good light transmittance. Because the room was very dark, the cross of light appeared to be extremely dazzling, giving people a feeling of An illusion of being bathed in holy light.

Regardless of whether there is flannelette in the shackles, over time, the muscles that have not been moved for a long time will gradually shrink, and the whole person cannot even feel the existence of the limbs, as if the hands and feet have been chopped off from the senses.

She picked out two portable donuts, and accidentally remembered the way to the underground cage—probably because the expensive wheelchair was still there.

But she still remembered that Danny said that there were many alarms in the mansion, and she still used her abilities to find Misha.

After making a deal with Danny, he agrees to remove Misha's gag and blindfold, but refuses to remove his handcuffs and shackles, because Misha has been trying to commit suicide after trying unsuccessfully to escape.

After crossing layers of fog again, Blanche appeared in front of Misha.

Misha hung her head, her pink hair drooped beside her cheeks, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Blanche approached his cage, and the little beast who had lived in the forest for a long time reacted immediately. He raised his head and stared at the visitor vigilantly and hostilely,...but when his eyes touched Blanche's face, his eyes turned into surprise and then softened. down.

Just as Blanche remembered.

Blanche approached the cage, stretched out her arms and brought the donut to his mouth, saying, "I will take you away. But not now, let's eat some donuts first."

Even though the boy had no appetite, he still took a bite.

The sweet taste filled his mouth and seemed to go straight to his forehead. For some reason, Misha felt very wronged, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

Blanche touched his head, a little curious about how he was caught by gangsters.

"Although you are not strong, you can't read, but you can kill. You are born with very keen five senses. Unless you encounter a strong opponent that you can't get rid of, you will have no problem running away. And now people all over the world think that the Yijiao clan is extinct. Now, there should be no more hunters looking for your race, how did you get caught?"

Misha swallowed all the donuts in his mouth. He sniffed and recalled: "I... was caught by the man who was with you. He took me to another brown-haired man, The brown-haired man said that as a guard, his strength is completely qualified..."

Before Misha finished speaking, Blanche retracted her fingers forcefully.

The donut was pinched and fell to the floor.

The pink-haired boy looked at Blanche again, his blue eyes were already icy cold.

"I... Did I say something wrong? By the way... How can you talk?"

The long night finally passed, and in the morning, Blanche went back to her room to rest.And tonight is bound to be a busy one, as an underground auction is scheduled to take place tonight.

Now that she knew all the grievances and grievances of the Hardwood family in advance, Blanche would not naively think that the father and son would shake hands and make peace, or solve the problem through negotiation.

In the face of disputes, human beings tend to use violence and want to put each other to death.

Blanche was going back to her room to get a good night's sleep, even if she could not sleep for 48 hours, but who doesn't like to rest.

But in the corridor at the door of the room, she met the thief leader who was in a good mood.

She unscrewed the door and was about to go in, but Kuroro grabbed her arm.

... Almost the moment his fingers touched Blanche's arm, Blanche's hair exploded.

Under the outburst of emotions, the speed and strength even caught up with the unsuspecting man.

She slapped off the man's hand, distanced herself from him, and conditionally fired the fingers that turned into claws, which scratched his suit jacket and left bloodstains on his arm.

... On the sharp fingers, there are still traces of blood, and a little bit of flesh and blood.

But the pain in his arm was not as good as the girl's sharp and cold gaze.

What hurts more than the strange sight and the sharp claws piercing the skin are the sentences she uttered.

"……I hate you!"

Kuroro's eyes darkened instantly.