The weather was fine on the day of the banquet. The evenings in early summer are still cool, and the scenery on the streets of NET Town is different from the freshness and elegance of spring. When it comes to summer poetry, it is easy to think of hydrangeas. It is a very distinctive plant that changes color from time to time in flowering. Especially in the summer evenings and early mornings, clumps of deep blue, light blue and lilac sway in the breeze, making them cool and gorgeous. Now that all the trees in Nit Town have been replaced with hydrangeas in full bloom - it's not really flowering yet, and these flowers still die early like cherry blossoms in early spring, and then are mercilessly replaced.

Nit Town has always been like this, beautiful and brutal at the same time.

This summer came early.

The décor of the "Damocles" is very modern, and it is different from the Japanese-style luxury reception rooms that I have been exposed to in the past and this summer. Although it is only a two-story structure, it looks much larger from the inside than from the outside because of its elaborate layout and elegant decoration.

Since it is still known as the "consultation reception room", it is usually used to receive local tyrant guests who need to eat and drink. Basic dining and entertainment facilities are available.

The Governor arrived in time, which made me very impressed this summer. He was joined by three colleagues. This is a happy "own people" party. Sitting at the banquet this summer, a colleague next to her enthusiastically wanted to drink with her, and she felt more and more that she had made a wise choice - if she had been elected not here, but to run in other regions, how could she have gotten the opportunity to "fight for 20 years less" in front of her?

The Governor is a very loving and personable old man. He smiled, watching several subordinates happily pouring wine into each other, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's worthy of a young man, we have something to talk about together." Think back when I was younger......"

As soon as I heard "I miss back then", this summer's heart relaxed: it was finally about to enter the "chicken soup time" of the main topic, so to speak, she was safe.

This pot of chicken broth simmered for about an hour. After an hour, the banquet had to be ended when the governor was overwhelmed. The station in Nit Town is still in operation at this time, and there is hope that it will catch the last train this summer.

The governor is already slightly drunk, and there is a colleague who is a part-time driver, and he is used for a thousand days at this time, but unfortunately he has no eyes. After all, the governor is old, and it is normal for people to have diarrhea after eating and drinking, but he is always nervous in front of a group of people and asks, "Do you want to prepare some antidiarrheal medicine for you?" "In such a large public, a governor, how could he let you go! But when he was interviewed a few days ago, he told the media that he would fight for another 30 years!

Actually, it's not that shameful.

This summer, I silently watched my nose and nose, and when the governor went to the bathroom five times, I sneaked out and settled the account. After all, it's on its own turf. Even if the old man claimed to have a treat, there was no reason for him to break the bank, and besides, as Miss Butterfly from Nit Town, she would only charge her the cost price when she went to pay the bill......

Now the old man went to the bathroom again, and this summer also stood up and opened the sliding door, while strolling in the corridor to breathe, while enjoying the view of the yard. Suddenly, a hand covered her mouth, and then, this summer, she felt herself being carried by the waist, caught under her side, and galloped away.

Kidnapping, kidnapping?!

Although she can't shout, she can still make a "mmmmmmmm But the person who was galloping with her didn't care about it at all, and the pace under his feet didn't stop for a moment, and he could even feel the wind cutting his cheeks this summer. Is this running at the speed of light, this strong man!

She tried to twist her body and struggle, but no, the other party was very tall and muscular, and it was not something she could escape. I also tried scratching and kicking with my fingernails, and hitting the other party was no different from hitting the steel and iron bones, and I also broke one of her nails.

Too...... It's amazing.

In the current cognitive range of this summer, there can only be one possibility associated with the identity of the other party: This guy is Gundam, right?

She finally found an opportunity to look up at the other person's appearance in the tearful wind. At this glance, the Shura in her heart awakened: Nima, what are you afraid of, isn't this Xisuo!

Hisoka made eye contact with her, and immediately let out a long series of weird laughs: "Hehehahahahaha......ha

Nima is terrible.

At that time, after listening to the construction of the trace, he didn't give Xisuo a gun directly, because it is said that even if they are killed, they will be resurrected in a state full of blood on the spot, and giving Xisuo a gun will only give him more excuse to make waves, be more excited, be happier, and be more lively...... But now I regret it this summer! Even if he could be resurrected, this bastard should let him die once!

She shouldn't have been lucky, thinking that telling them about her whereabouts would be foolproof. That 1 in 10,000 chance just so easily. The most important thing is not regret, but what can be done next. But the only thing I know about Hisoka this summer, except that he lives in a place called "Phantom Brigade ☆ Nit Town Store", is that he is the real culprit of the Ripper incident and a pervert. But for this guy Sisoka, knowing this is even if he knows all of him, heheda.

Despite his tall stature, Hisoka moves quietly. When he jumped on the roof with this summer, there was no sound of tiles. What a master. No wonder the police couldn't spot it, no matter how much they patrolled. After a few jumps from the roof, he finally landed on a balcony and pulled the sliding door.

"I'm back~~Hum hum~" Hiso's distorted tone said happily: "Bring back a little ~ beautiful ~ people ~"

This summer, it was "snapped" and thrown on the ground. She struggled to her feet, just gasping for breath. There were several people sitting scattered around, each with an indifferent expression, only the man sitting on the couch in the corner closed his book and stood up: "What are you going to do again, Hisoka?" ”

Only then did several people focus their eyes on this summer.

Hisoka put his arm on this summer's shoulder, hugged her waist with the strength that almost broke her waist, and said with a grin: "Look ~ I found it~"

The men looked at this summer for a while, and then turned their heads back to do their own things, only the young man who was sitting on the couch in the corner came over and looked at this summer seriously for a while. While he was watching, he was also looking at him this summer: pure black pupils, more black eyeballs, and a little childish. When looking at people, he has a straightforward gaze and does not hide his curiosity. The eye sockets are deep, as if there is a mixed race. With a fair face and a false smile, he may look a little younger than his real age. I guess he could be around thirty this summer...... Although it doesn't look like twenty-five yet. His eyes were too cunning, and his pretended innocent blinking movements were too cunning, especially the solemn facial expression, but the appearance of a pair of big eyes turning in the sockets was particularly cunning. He's very vigilant.

"Since you're here, you're all here. Hisoka, you wouldn't want to eat alone, would you? The pretended innocent young man turned his gaze to Hisoka.

As if he was deliberately trying to provoke him, Hisoka stuffed her behind her with his head between his legs: "If you want to gamble and lose, whoever catches it will be whoever~~"

"Why bother. You're not really a rule-abiding person. The young man, who pretended to be naïve, straightened up and said very confidently: "Since you brought the person, she belongs to the common property of the brigade." It's something that can be reused again and again, right? ”

I've drunk alcohol before this summer, and then Hisoka's sudden jump out startled her, and I was caught in the middle of running all the way just now, and now my stomach is already turning upside down. It was with great willpower that she didn't do anything that damaged her image. Now Hisoka's arm was on again, and he squeezed her head, and he couldn't bear it. So she raised her hand as the two of them quarreled over something she couldn't understand, indicating that she had something to say—

"Oh?"

"Hmm~~?"

"Wait, I want to throw up." This summer covered her mouth and broke free of Hisoka's arm.

"Looks like you don't understand where you stand, young lady." The young man who pretended to be innocent walked over, grabbed the hand she used to cover her mouth and endure vomiting, and pulled her into his arms.

"Hmm!" This summer, I only feel dizzy and dizzy, and I have reached the limit.

"Hmph~~ Kurolo, do you dare to let her choose by herself~~? Hehehe, the duel between [beep--] and [beep-], huh~~? "Hisoka also stepped forward to grab the other hand this summer.

"W-wow!"

Finally spit it out.

Fortunately, she didn't eat much, otherwise the scene would have been even more miserable. It's not that tragic, but let's put on a mosaic first.

Kurolo first took off his coat, which had been mosaiced the size of a palm. Although he looked thin, his muscles were strong. In fact, he has to blame himself for this matter, if he didn't have to drag someone's hand so literarily and pull it into his arms, and preferably rotate it 360 degrees, then he wouldn't spit it out this summer, at least he wouldn't stick the mosaic to his clothes.

Hisoka also began to undress.

I still feel amazing in my dizziness this summer: Culolo took off his coat because it was mosaic, why did Hisoka take it off? The mosaic didn't even hit Hisoka in the slightest, did it?

Although their words and deeds so far have shown that they are scum, but one yard is one yard, this summer thought that he shouldn't give up on himself, let's apologize, right? After all, it was she who accidentally mosaiced someone's house. Mosaic is a neurotic accomplice who treats abuse as fun.

She was so naïve, and the next second she automatically dispelled this thought, because-

"Hisoka, what are you doing?" Kurolo's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was a little sinister.

"I don't understand, take off your clothes~~" Hisoka, who had already taken off to a state that needed to be coded, twisted his waist and smiled charmingly as if showing off: "Or you took it off first, Kurolo~~ But, I took it off faster than you...... Since I'm stripped naked first, I should come first~~"

This summer, he screamed, turned his head, and pretended to vomit again. Actually, I don't want to look at that mosaic anymore. Even if she drinks and has a hot brain, she knows very well what Hisoka wants to do, and if she doesn't understand it, it must be a problem with her IQ. Excuse me, when you are caught between a former ripper and a man whose origin is unknown but you know that there is a hole in the brain at a glance, the way to get out of trouble? 1. Play dead. 2. True death. 3. Life is better than death.

This summer's choice is 4: drag one to die with me.

She only used 0. Kurolo was chosen in 00000001 seconds, not because of how reliable he looked, but because he was the one who wore more clothes. In addition, the large mosaic that was already impossible to look at didn't care so much, and pounced directly towards this summer.

Kurolo also only used 0. 00000001 seconds to reflect this summer's intentions. Without hesitation, he pulled this summer behind him, and raised his foot to kick Hisoka's already excited mosaic. After judging his move, Hisoka's first reaction was not to dodge, but to take a step forward, as if to abandon the hyperactive mosaic, and he quickly punched Culolo in the face. For the agitated Siso, beating Kurolo is 10,000 times more important than keeping his mosaic!