Hunter x Hunter: Feitan, I am your mother

There are piles of rubbish mountains, and the dark sky is gradually becoming brighter. I curled up in a corner, not wanting to talk.

Ten years ago, Meteor Street was much dilapidated than in the future. There were ruins everywhere, and the tip of the nose was a mixture of biological decay and lingering bloody smell.

Mind has been restored, no matter what, the miasma here can't hurt me.

Yes, I regret it.

In this world they would still fight, Feitan would still die.

I can kill Kurapika, or I can tell others about Kurapika's existence, but there will always be new people, holding the sharp blade of hatred and bearing a deep blood debt, who will come to a decisive battle with the brigade.

"From the moment you kill, you have to be ready to be killed."

The spiders, including Feitan, are ready, and I know it well.If I could choose, how I wish I could stay and face death with him.

But... It's not just that my body can no longer stay in this world, but more importantly, if I don't go back, Feitan will die.

dead in the past.

Soon, I knew why.

My brain, which was chaotic due to the impact, is gradually waking up, and the drenched long skirt is gradually drying up. Heins is right. Back in the past, my body regained unprecedented health.

But my current task is to find Feitan ten years ago, which is now.

The corpses that were swept everywhere were shocking.Although the torture I have had is a little more serious than this, let alone Feitan's.But there is a big difference between a corpse and a pile of corpses.

Looking at it, I was attracted by one of the thin corpses.

His whole body was covered with scars, knives, slashes, bites, whips, and some scars from recognizable instruments of torture, and most of them I couldn't recognize.

Although I don't specialize in torture, I'm probably talented. I was very talented when I first came into contact with it, but I was really not interested, so Master asked again and again, and I just learned something for the sake of necessity.

And there are most of them that I haven’t seen, um, maybe I’ve seen them, but there are too many wounds, and they are mixed together so that people can’t see clearly, or seeing it is different from trying it with my own hands.

Some of the bruised and purple scars had already healed, and some were still bleeding. It seemed that they had just died not long ago, and the slender eyebrows and eyes could be seen faintly under the dirty condensed black and purple hair.

Tsk tsk tsk, she looks very handsome.No wonder he was attacked so hard.Even if I blocked Jack's knife, I was still the one who had no sympathy. The living Jack who was left behind would suffer ten thousand times more pain than me... under Feitan's hands.

By the way, I still have to find Feitan.

Thinking of this, I was about to get up, but it was strange that my eyes always drifted to this place.

This guy, look carefully, it seems a bit familiar (you just found out!)?

Pushing away the hair on his forehead, I couldn't help but panic, "No way..."

"Hey! Are you trying to rape a corpse?!"

The immature girl's voice came from behind me, I shook my hand, and when I turned around, I saw the girl with short blue hair holding a needle and thread in her hand and looking at me with raised eyebrows.

I suddenly wanted to answer: Yes, little sister, if you don’t understand this kind of thing, it’s better to turn a blind eye?

This girl is really recognizable, the cold face is Maggie at first glance, so the problem comes, the possibility that the corpse lying on the ground is Feitan is even greater.

"Do you know him?" I asked eagerly.

"I don't know." The little girl said coldly.

Oh……

"But I know his name is..." The little girl frowned and uttered two familiar syllables.

I was silent, and my smile froze at the corner of my mouth. This fact was too cruel, and I was not ready to accept it.

"You, don't cry!" As if she had never seen anyone else's tears, Maggie frowned and said coldly, "Why are you crying?"

"he died."

Maggie frowned, and circled me a few times vigilantly. Although it was very dangerous for people to walk behind her back, I really don't care about a little kid.

"Who are you to him?"

Maggie came over and squatted beside me, "People on Meteor Street never shed tears over things like death. You're not from Meteor Street, are you?"

"I..." I was sad, thought about our relationship, and said lightly, "I'm his mother."

"Oh..." Maggie showed a complicated expression, and then pinched the corpse, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Come and find him." The heavy sadness hit me, and I felt that my life was a little disillusioned, and I couldn't accept this fact for a while, so I said with a twisted corner of my mouth.

"Well, it seems that you are not a bad person." Maggie stood up and walked around me a few times, "Okay, let me tell you something."

"..."

"He's not dead."

A dilapidated room, with traces of rough bullet holes on the wall, the room was empty, with only a table and two chairs, but in Meteor Street, it can be said that the conditions are quite good.

"..." In the blink of an eye, a face the size of a palm appeared in front of her eyes. She looked at him expressionlessly, then turned around and called, "Hey, he's awake!"

She saved it?No, no, she was in the same grade as him.There is no ability to take this room.

"Are you awake?" A girl's voice came from next to her ears, and a touch of blue appeared in front of her eyes in a blink of an eye. The too clean dark blue hair attracted all the attention, and the long wet hair was even dripping water.

"Well, I'm already awake~ What a pity, at first glance, I wanted you to see me." The girl showed malicious eyes, beautiful and clean golden eyes...

"Should I knock you unconscious?"

The tip of her nose was a scent she had never smelled before. The girl was crossing her legs, and Feitan noticed that she was only wearing a wide T-shirt, which barely covered her thighs. This sitting posture could easily get her naked, but the girl didn't seem to care.

Although he is a child, the guy on Meteor Street is as precocious as he is. This guy is really irritating.

Hell, why is he mad.It's not his turn to worry about a guy who has the ability to get such accommodation. Even after taking a bath, the smell of blood on her body still can't be covered up. Although she looks harmless, who actually knows?Probably the same kind of guy as the guys who tortured him, pretending to be kind, and then punching him hard when he was slack, and then mocking.

He had seen enough of the game.

"Hey you……"

She suddenly stretched out her hand to him, countless moments like this, the accompanying pain made him subconsciously bite her wrist, the sharp teeth cut through the skin, bright red blood flowed from the wound into the throat, the throat was so hoarse and painful Swallowing eagerly, he looked at her mockingly, but didn't even wait for a resistance.

Is this guy stupid?

The girl smiled at him unpreparedly, smiling, and suddenly transparent liquid flowed down the corners of her eyes.

what is this?

Does just one bite make you want to cry?

What a weak guy.

"Really, that's great."

There was still a choked voice in his ear, but it was unexpectedly reassuring.

The tears and smiling eyes are the most splendid scenery he has ever seen in his painful life until now.

[To be continued]

The author has something to say: Seriously, because it is about to end, the end of each chapter will give people a feeling that it has ended. If there are still some things that have to be introduced that have not been finished, it is also very convenient to do this ending. Not bad... the end of the next chapter of the story.