Chrollo's You Exist

[Eldest son, I have a private matter and I have to leave Dadike for a while. After the matter, I will return to Dadike immediately to fulfill the maid contract. Please rest assured and allow it.The maid loves Ya. ]

I sent a text message to Il fans to explain the situation and ask for permission. I made up my bed and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, feeling an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

Kuroro lost his mind, it was four years since I left his world last time, and I was only in a coma for five days.From the beginning of the time travel to the present, excluding the year of resurrection, reshaping and stopping the growth of the body, I am only 17 years old now, but he is already a 26-year-old young man. It is clear that he was just a smart and ignorant man in Meteor Street at that time. It is rare to show innocence A playful four-year-old boy.

It's not that he became too fast, it's that I stayed where I was.

"Tuk Tuk" knocked on the door twice, it was him.I pretended I didn't hear it and ignored it, and then I was very quiet, so quiet that I thought I had heard it wrong.I got out of bed suspiciously, intending to see if he was asleep. I didn’t want to meet the person standing quietly in front of the door when I opened the door. He looked down at me quietly with a smile on his face, and the white sweater made him more clean and fresh.Being exposed by his trick on the spot, I lowered my eyes in embarrassment to avoid his gaze, only to see that his bare feet were half covered in the slightly long beige trousers, only half of the thin instep and well-shaped toes were exposed.

I frowned: "If I don't open the door, how long are you going to stand here barefoot?"

He raised his lips and smiled, a little mischievously bright and proud.

"You've already opened the door."

"……looking for me?"

He reached out to me with a mobile phone and a bank|card in his palm.

"It's convenient to contact, come again, please take care of the daily housework." He tilted his head and smiled faintly.

This is the rhythm of spending money and asking me to do all the housework as a nanny?The corners of my eyes twitched slightly, and I couldn't help smiling: "I'm sorry sir, I refuse to accept the offer to be your full-time mother."

He narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Is it okay to buy vegetables and cook?"

"Why don't you do it yourself."

"I do not know."

"Oh, there are rare times when you can't."

He was still looking at me with a smile on his face, holding the mobile phone and the card in his palm, his gentleness was rare bright and light.

I took out the bank|card from his palm and accepted it, "Just take this, I have the phone."

He blinked his black eyes lightly to express his disbelief and asked me to show me something to prove that I wasn't lying to him.

"It's true, the eldest son gave me the mobile phone before."

I took out the classic phone that Yier Fan gave me and showed him.

He looked at the mobile phone in my hand, smiled softly and said softly: "It's a pity." Then he withdrew his hand and did not insist on forcing the mobile phone to me.

I glanced at the card in my hand and found that it was the one I returned to him back then.With his aggressive urination, it is very likely that he has never touched the [-] million in it, but I am still working under Yiermi to pay off the debt in order to pay back the [-] million. The fate is so unfair that I don't want to talk anymore up.

"Brother Hao, I have nothing to do and I'm going to bed, please go back."

I was about to close the door, but he stopped me.

He chuckled and said, "Tomorrow morning I want to have porridge, the kind I drank when I was a child."

"I don't know what kind of porridge you drank when you were young." After I finished speaking, I remembered that I cooked millet porridge for him when he was seriously injured because of me when he was a child. Changed and washed his panties and annoyed someone who was still a pure young lady and now has become a top-notch scumbag.

"Understood. But I don't guarantee that I can buy millet." In the original world, millet was spread to all parts of the world by our flower growers in the rabbit country. I don't know if there is any in the hunter world.

He smiled and nodded in understanding.

After the exchange, I decisively closed the door and went to sleep.

From that night onwards, I lived in such a peaceful and unremarkable way. During this period, Il fans called me and asked me to go back to work as soon as possible.The relationship between me and Kuroro has gradually eased in this day-to-day relationship, although it is not obvious.This kind of change is not bad, at least when facing him, the mentality is much better and the mood is more relaxed.

Kuroro has lost his mind power now, and spends most of the day in the living room reading, still looking calm and relaxed, accepting the fact that he can't go out and do anything wrong for the time being, and wandering in his life leisurely. In the spiritual world.

This day, he read a book on the sofa as usual, and I was really bored sitting opposite him, so I grabbed a pen and paper and squatted beside the tea table to scribble, and after drawing a few pictures, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, why should I draw him, and I drew all of him !Putting down the pen in a little annoyance, just about to tear up the painting, but the drawing paper was taken away by a hand that stretched out.

I looked up and found that some annoying person had been standing beside me at some point, holding my painting in his hand and looking at it seriously.I stood up and tried to grab the drawing paper, but he dodged away.

"Give it back to me." I said in a low voice.

He looked at it and asked me, "Is this painting of me?"

I snorted coldly.

He raised his eyes, pointed to one of the sketches and asked me, "This is it?"

When I saw it, I unconsciously drew the scene where he commanded the massacre of all the spiders in the Youke Xinse Metalli Building to avenge Wo Jin, but there was only his portrait without the actual scene.In the sketch, he stands calmly, with a cruel smile on his lips, his eyes lightly closed, completely immersed in his own world, his hands are raised and his arms are slightly opened, and his graceful starting movements seem to be directing a gorgeous soul burial concert. The lingering touch of indifference but chilling elegance and cruelty that intrudes.

I glanced at him, "Music conductor."

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he changed into three white eyes with a look of sternness: "Then this one?"

"Blackened madman."

There was a smile in his eyes, "What about this one?" The last one is a Q-version miniature, with a bandage on his forehead holding a cheat book for thieves in his hand, and an innocent and harmless bun face looking forward.

I pouted: "Nerd."

"Heh." He chuckled softly, his eyes were very clear.

I slapped my hands to get back the portrait, but he dodged it again.He looked at me with a smile: "So I have so many identities."

I choked on him with a half-smile: "It's not too much, I haven't painted the playboy Hell Black Butterfly who sleeps in the flowers and stays in the willows."

He smiled suddenly and stared at me tenderly.

It feels like a punch has been hit on the cotton, and people don't bother to talk nonsense with me, and instantly feel that their compulsion has dropped.I powerlessly turned around and prepared to go out to buy groceries, because I didn't want to see this smiling face who despised all sentient beings and knocked me out of my frame in seconds.

"Where are you going?" Someone asked me in a pleasant voice.

"Buy groceries."

"There are still dishes in the kitchen."

"Just take a walk."

"I'll accompany you?" He asked softly.

"I reject."

"Oh, go early and come back early, dinner hasn't been cooked yet." This thick-skinned person with peace of mind still has a smile on his face!

"I reject!"

"If you don't eat, you will be hungry."

"It's best for you to starve to death, the world is peaceful and everyone celebrates."

"Ah."

"……Humph."

The author has something to say: The group leader’s exclusive skill for teasing girls: both memory killing and warmth and cuteness☆～(ゝ.?)

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