【Group Cool】Dis Aliter Visum

"Ah, I'm so sorry!"

Kurapika stood up, rubbing the back of his head, he had hit his head hard when he fell, probably hit a brick.Before Kurapika was deprived of his ability, he didn't realize how much he relied on his ability.Faced with a collision of this magnitude, Kurapika could have dodged it. He looked up at the young man who tripped him, and the man offered him a helping hand: "I'm so sorry! I walked too fast and didn't see you!"

-----It was the knight who knocked down Kurapika.

Kurapika frowned, grabbed his hand and stood up, knowing that this man was just acting.In this case, it would be better for Kurapika to behave in the same way as Kuroro.As soon as Kurapika stood up, the valiant started patting him, brushing the dust off his clothes, asking if he was okay.It wasn't until Kurapika made sure that he was intact that the knight let go of him and turned his gaze elsewhere, making it obvious that he was looking for something.

"Ah, sir! Your train ticket is lost! Here!" He ran to Kurapika, grabbed the envelope containing the ticket he found on the ground, and stuffed it into Kurapika's hand: "I'm so sorry, But I have to go now." The knight rushed away again, and ran into a small crowd.A few minutes later, Kurapika could clearly hear his voice across the wide train station: "March! I'm sorry I'm late! We won't miss the train, will we?"

Kurapika turned his head and stared at Kuroro halfway. Through this drama, they got the ticket, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they and the Maquis were strangers on the same train.It was a very good plan, but Kurapika felt that Kuroro was the one who should have been knocked to the floor, and he rubbed his head slightly sullenly away from him.

Kuroro hooked him with his shoulders: "It looks like it hurts, are you okay?" Kurapika thought that Kuroro was only speaking to the dazed crowd staring at them.He wanted to slap the hand away, tell the man to go away, but that would defeat the purpose of the scene, and Kurapika's headache would be pointless.He had no choice but to approach Kuroro, letting the spider leader's hand swipe across his back.Kurapika tried not to let his body tremble violently.As they made their way to the platform, the rogue's hand rested on Kurapika's shoulder blades, bringing him closer to Kuroro, who seemed the perfect example of a worried friend.Kurapika gritted his teeth and nodded, "I'm fine. I'm just a little out of breath."

"Let's go," Kuroro replied, his worried expression so unmistakable that Kurapika couldn't help but lament that he was such a good actor: "You can rest on the train. Let's ask the waiter for some ice, you hit hard .”

"It's okay." Kurapika replied softly, "I'll be fine soon." He tried to walk faster, hoping that Kuroro would put his hand down when he was out of reach, but the other followed anyway. His pace, hands still on him, Kuroro let go only for a moment as he opened the folded envelope and handed the ticket to the flight attendant.Kuroro and Kurapika came to a luxurious workshop with a bed, reclining chair and private bathroom.

"My friend just hurt his head." Kuroro told the flight attendant, "We need some ice, can we get some?" descendants. "Take off your shirt," he ordered, "I want to see your injuries."

"I can see for myself," Kurapika protested, even though he knew he couldn't reach his own back, and the argument didn't hold water anyway.Kuroro didn't answer him at all, he just stared at Kurapika until Kurapika glared at Kuroro and took off his shirt, then his vest.Kurapika sat on the luxurious red recliner, hugging his clothes tightly in his arms in self-defense, fixed his eyes on the window latch, trying to ignore the fact that his enemy was behind him and he was naked.

Kuroro looked thoughtfully at Kurapika's back, the bandages covering the upper part of his back and one injured shoulder, his skin pale against the bandages.Kurapika is not so resistant compared to the beginning, but he and he are still far away from running away, the situation still needs to be improved, but Kuroro is a very patient person, books should be a good way to break Kurapika's hostility way.Kuroro has found their common hobby: reading and learning. He thinks this bond should bring them closer. At least Kurapika gradually sees spiders as humans, and he no longer regrets killing his relatives. considered a beast.Kuroro doesn't regret the incident that connected them. In any case, Kurapika is very powerful. He could never have reached such a fighting level in a peaceful and peaceful environment. The massacre connected their life trajectories. lead them here.

To some extent, Kuroro also helped in shaping Kurapika, even though Kurapika was sitting nervously in front of him at this time -- Kuroro helped Having cast a work of art, he understands that this work of art is becoming a masterpiece, he just needs to find the flaws in Kurapika's solid armor and find a way to make the other party willing to follow his instructions.Kuroro clearly knows that the only thing he needs to accomplish is to collect all the lost Kuruta's eyeballs. This task has no worries for Kuroro. He has prepared the money needed for the auction, as long as Kurapika is willing to keep it. In his ranks, he doesn't mind stealing them again either.But once all the eyeballs are returned to Luxor...then there is no bond to hold Kurapika by his side---this is a problem for Kuroro, but Kuroro has always been I like to challenge difficulties.

He approached Kurapika, and found that the other's shoulders were tense when he approached him. When his hands were on Kurapika's shoulders, there were two knocks on the door outside.The flight attendant entered the room with Kuroro's consent, and Kurapika quickly moved away from the man sitting next to him, the spider leader couldn't help laughing at his senseless and desperate movement.The train attendant only stayed inside the door for a short while, and put a bucket of ice cubes on the low table in the workshop: "Sir, here are the ice cubes you want!" Then he drove away quickly as if he had misunderstood something, Apologised, at closed door.

Kuroro got up, walked to the table, picked up the bucket of ice and walked over to where Kurapika was sitting. "I'm sure you're going to make everyone who comes in have the worst guesses about our relationship, given the chance to humiliate me," the blond commented, refusing to look at Kuroro, his voice strained. It's as if the words are popping out from between the teeth.Kuroro sat behind him, brushing his fingertips across Kurapika's shoulder deliberately, and when Kurapika was trembling but still clutching his shirt tightly, Kuroro smiled.

"You got me wrong." He responded with the most charming voice he knew would work every time: "I didn't want people to misinterpret this scene." It was easy for him to make up a lie -- the first time was At the inn, he hadn't expected it, but enjoyed watching Kurapika flustered, and now he wants to watch it again: "I can hardly blame anyone who sees a pretty boy with a male companion and thinks there is something between them." Someone who has that kind of relationship." He expected Kurapika to be followed by a moment of defiant silence, or a moment of irritation, but Kuroro didn't expect Kurapika to turn around, his eyes wide and his cheeks full of displeasure. Misunderstanding beautiful blush ----- harvested such an expression, Kuroro found that he really didn't hate doing it at all, he adjusted his facial expression to make it a super innocent face that he could do -- —he knew it would work just as well—and then tilted his head: "Huh?"

"It's all right," the orphan Kuruta replied, frowning slightly, gave Kuroro a distrustful look, and turned to the window again.

Hey, all right.It would be nice if it kept going.

He put his hand on Kurapika's shoulder and snickered as the boy stiffened again.Kurapika sat very, very straight.Kuroro could feel the firm muscles under the pale and smooth skin, and his hand brushed across the shoulder of Kuruta's orphan, avoiding the Feitan stabbed wound that was now hidden under the bandage.Kuroro let the chanting flow through his palm, not for healing, but to let it interfere with the Kuruta orphan, making Kurapika tremble and dodge in position.Kurapika's posture is very elegant, and under Kuroro's constant teasing, the way he sits is still straight and noble.The teen stared straight ahead, his lips tightly shut, their eyes met in the reflection of the window, Kurapika frowned and looked away visibly, Chrorod had to hide his snicker.

What a big challenge.

Fingertips opened Kurapika's shoulders, and he slowly unwrapped the bandages covering Kurapika's upper back and shoulders.When he was done, he dropped the pale cloth on the ground and carefully observed the wound. "Healing well," he told Kurapika, but there was no response.

Hey, all right.

Kuroro lowered his hand to Kurapika's back, and he knew what effect it would have on Kurapika -- it was such a gentle gesture that it confused Kurapika even more.He could feel the thoughts he let out, flowing between his palms and Kurapika's bare back, warm and comforting.Kurapika flinched violently, and Kuroro understood that he had succeeded in making him indiscriminately aware of his utterly vulnerable situation.Kuroro avoided the surface of the wound so he could observe them, letting his hand wander over the pale, smooth skin.

"What are you doing?" Kurapika's voice was not as angry as he thought.

"Hiss." Kurapika protested softly as Kuroro's mobile game walked on the upper back and shoulders and approached the wound without doing anything to help recovery.

"What are you, what are you doing?" Kurapika hissed, and Kuroro noticed a deep blush starting to spread around the other's pale neck, cheeks, ears ----- so the young man It also responds to gestures of closeness.

interesting.

At this moment, Kuroro is suppressing himself, which is so remote and immoral.Indeed, he had never had time for lovers before, but now he had the time to wonder who had been so close to this Kuruta's heart.Kuroro wondered how close that man and Kurapika would be--did they kiss?Kuroro put his hand up and down on Kurapika's shoulder, he felt trembling under the boy's touch.

very interesting.

Kuroro lowered his head, hiding a slow, slow smile on his lips ----- his plan was successfully implemented.Of course, he hadn't intended to take the chain-hands to his bed when he first grabbed them, but now it seems possible--everything should be done for the young man to be It is not difficult for Kuroro to work for spiders.The boy was pleasing to the eye, very intelligent, and well-behaved when he was not provoked.Kuroro finally removed his hand and retrieved the ointment applied to the wound.He smeared some on the boy's upper back and shoulders, and Kurapika restrained all reactions, still sitting upright and stiff.But Kuroro could see the boy still blushing, savoring the sweet moment, letting his fingers run across the smooth skin more times than needed for treatment.When Kuroro put on the ointment, there was a jolt and the train started.He took a bunch of bandages and started wrapping them around Kurapika's body, while his fingers kept wandering over Kuruta's skin ----- every time their skin touched, he could feel it. The blond's muscles tensed under his touch.When it was all done, Kurapika quickly moved away and put on his vest.Kuroro got up to get a towel from the bathroom, he wrapped some ice cubes in it, and pressed it against Kurapika's bones, Kurapika shook his hand and took his small ice pack.

Kuroro had no reason to be near Kurapika, so he moved away, summoned his book, sat across from Kurapika, and re-read a skill he learned (stolen) during his career as a top thief .He'll need all his skills on their next job -- rumors of the Redeye's collection being robbed have spread, they'll have to be on high alert, and Kuroro has to plan carefully.He looked up at Kurapika, who was already fascinated by the book that Kuroro had lent him.This seems a bit strange, how did he hold the large volume of ice and press it on the bone with one hand, and hold a book with the other hand to read?He's a proud young man and he tries to act like that.Kuroro lowered his eyes and returned to the book again.

Yes, he still has many plans and considerations.

TBC