You don't even want to call me godfather

"Iris... huh?" Seeing Iris talking, Koshe stopped paying attention to Hong and silently remembered the name. Then he asked, "By the way, what were you doing sitting here just now?"

When Iris heard this, she showed Koshei what she had been holding.

"Picture books?" Koshe was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to be interested in painting. I thought wolf hunters were children who only thought about their missions."

"No," Iris shook her head and said, "I'm not interested in painting. This picture book was given to me by a friend of mine."

"That's right..."

“Actually, I prefer growing vegetables.”

As soon as Koshe finished speaking, Iris suddenly blurted out this sentence.

“Grow…grow vegetables?”

"Well, there are flowers, too. Look there."

Iris raised her hand and pointed to an empty space on the side, where the wooden boards on the ground had been removed and two separate pieces of land had been turned up.

"This is……"

"It's a vegetable garden and a flower bed, Godfather," Iris said. "Sometimes, it's boring to stay here alone. When I have free time, I want to grow something. There's a piece of unused land here, so I tried to build a small vegetable garden and a flower bed."

"Hmm... a vegetable garden, a flower bed, books and music, maybe it would be a nice place to relax."

Koshe thought for a moment and commented inexplicably seriously.

"Yes, this is the only little life I have," Iris agreed. "If my grandmother and mother were still alive, they probably wouldn't allow me to do this."

"Mother?"

Koshei keenly captures the oddity of Iris’s words.

"...No, please don't mind it, Godfather."

Iris was stunned for a moment, then said after realizing she had said too much.

Seeing that Iris was obviously troubled, Koshei shut up and stopped asking questions.

Although Iris is a wolf hunter, she displays behaviors that are inconsistent with the image of a wolf hunter.

But after all, everyone has some past that is difficult to talk about, right?

Koshe thought so.

Chapter 82 Ordinary Girl

"But at least, these are enough for now, aren't they?"

Koshe knew he had almost made a mistake, so he changed the subject.

"Yeah, that's right," Iris nodded and said, "Perhaps, for us wolf hunters, this is already happiness."

"Are you happy……"

Koshei fell into deep thought.

Happiness... What exactly is happiness?

To make life happy, but also to make life miserable, isn't it?

Wolf Hunter... Can these children really have happiness in their lives?

It should be an obvious fact that there is no life of enjoyment, only a life of suffering.

In order to enjoy happiness, you must also suffer.

Perhaps, just as the iris enjoys, a simple and ordinary life is the real happiness. It just seems to be within reach, but it is not.

The wind and rain make one's bones harder, at least Koshei himself thinks he can't do that, facing the past calmly and moving towards the future optimistically.

He still cannot forget the past and is worried about the future.

At this time, a small patch of golden color in the flower bed attracted Koshe's attention.

That is a chrysanthemum, and the flower is only the size of a copper coin.

"Godfather, do you like flowers?"

As if she could tell that Koshei was also worried, Iris asked in response to his gaze.

"It's okay, at least it's not annoying."

Koshe replied, not knowing what he was thinking.

Iris walked to the flower bed, squatted down, dug out a daisy with a small shovel placed beside the flower bed, wrapped up its roots, and handed it to Koshe.

"If Godfather likes it, you might as well take one back," Iris said gently, "Don't worry, Jiaju is still very tenacious."

Looking at Iris's gentle and elegant appearance, Koshe couldn't refuse for a moment.

It was at this time that he discovered that Iris had a pair of beautiful purple eyes, which, combined with her long dark purple hair, gave her a unique beauty.

He took the flower and stroked the petals with his fingers. They felt a little slippery. The linear petals were very resilient and had a pleasant fragrance.

"Thank you, I'll accept it then."

Koshe held the beautiful chrysanthemum in his hands, staring blankly.

"Godfather, what's on your mind?"

Iris asked with a little concern, looking at Koshe's appearance.

"No, it's okay," Koshe came back to his senses. He held the small cloth bag wrapped around the roots of the daisy tightly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Iris. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Well, you can come back anytime, Godfather."

Iris smiled and said.

After Koshe left through the small door of the library, Iris walked to the flower bed, took out a flower from the ones she had bought before, and buried it in the flower bed.

"I don't know whether this is good or bad..."

She squatted beside the flower bed, talking to herself.

When Koshe walked out of the library, he saw Hong sitting on the steps at the door, looking at the street where few people passed by.

"What's wrong, Red?" Koshe asked, playfully flicking the ear that was exposed under the red hood with his hand, "You don't seem to like irises very much?"

"No, Red, it's not that I don't like it." But Red didn't react at all to having her ears plucked. She just said softly, "Red treats every wolf hunter as a family member, but Iris, Red doesn't dare to stay with her. Red is afraid of her."

"Why are you scared?" Koshei was puzzled. He stood beside Hong and followed Hong's gaze towards the street. "I feel like he's a gentle and refined person."

"Koshei, I don't know. Hong doesn't want Koshei to know either," Hong hugged her knees, looking a little aggrieved. "Iris is scarier than anyone Hong has ever seen. She is an existence that all wolf hunters will be afraid of."

The wolf hunter that scares wolf hunters.

Koshe opened his lips slightly and gave up the idea of ​​asking. Hong didn't seem to like this topic, so he wouldn't force it.

"If that's the case, then don't think about it," Koshei extended a hand to Hong and said, "Let's go. We didn't get any useful information this time, so there's no need to stay here any longer."

"……Um."

Hong held Koshe's hand and stood up from the ground. She shook her tail behind her to shake off the dust.

At this moment, spots of white appeared in her sight.

"Snowing."

Koshe raised his head, looked at the sky and said.

When he looked away, he found that Hong was staring at the sky, with her hands in front of her, catching a few falling snowflakes.

"Hong, it was snowing the day grandma picked her up," Hong's eyes were a little absent-minded, she said to herself, "Hong, doesn't like snowy days, because it reminds me of bad things, but Hong, also likes snow, because it allows Hong and 'grandma' to meet."

"Hong, do you like grandma very much?"

Koshe asked.

"Grandma is very good to Hong. She gives Hong a lot of food, warmth, and a way to survive. She gives Hong a motherly feeling. Although Hong doesn't have a mother and doesn't know what a mother is like, Hong likes that feeling."

For some reason, seeing Hong saying these words like a child with no expression on her face made Koshei feel a little distressed.

When he thought of his mother who had no news from him, he couldn't help feeling a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Perhaps it was the loss and recovery of Destiny that made him regard his family as extremely important.

At this time, Koshe saw a vending machine next to the welfare home.

While Hong was stunned, Koshei had already returned with two cans of drinks.

"Here, Red."

Koshe handed one of the cans of drink to Hong.

It seemed to be called something like...Kuo Luo? He remembered that this was what Anjie had called this drink before.

"What's this?"

Hong took the Kuolu. The cold touch almost made her throw it away subconsciously. She stared at it with eyes full of doubt.

"The drink was recommended to me by an important person. Hong should try it too."

Koshe opened the pull ring with a hissing sound, brought the mouth of the drink can to his mouth and took a sip.

Watching Koshe's actions, Hong tilted her head slightly and looked at the drink can in her hand. She imitated Koshe, pulled the pull ring open, and then brought it to her mouth.

"Well!"

Perhaps it was because it was the first time she drank this kind of drink, a numbing feeling spread on Hong's tongue, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

After the numbing feeling wore off, Hong savored the taste in her mouth again and her eyes suddenly widened.

"Sweet and red, I like it very much."

Looking at Hong who suddenly started to gulp down the drink, Koshe did not know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out to stop Hong from drinking it all in one breath.

"Drink slowly on the way back. It's snowing, so don't stay outside too long."

He suggested to Hong.

"Oh, I see."

Hong walked obediently to Koshe's side, holding a drink can in one hand and grabbing a corner of Koshe's clothes with the other.

It seemed that Hong's mood had improved a lot because of the drink. Koshe also felt relieved and walked back the way he came.

Koshei and Hong, one tall and one short, walked on the road, one in front and one behind, passing by one house and one store after another.

"Speaking of which, besides drinks, is there anything else Hong wants to buy?"

After walking for a while, Koshe asked a question, but got no response. At the same time, he felt that he was restrained by a force.

He turned around and saw Hong holding the corner of his clothes, standing in front of a shop window, in a daze.

There was a skirt displayed in the window, and Hong was looking at the skirt.

"Want it?"

Koshe asked.

"No, Hong, I don't want to... Hong, I don't like it..."

Although she denied it with her mouth, no matter how hard she tried to restrain herself, she couldn't hide the envious and longing look in her eyes.

"Ugh……"

Koshe sighed.

Yes, even if they are Hong, even if they are werewolves hunters, they are still girls in essence. They all want to be like ordinary girls, buy beautiful dresses and live a normal life.

When they take off their identities as werewolf hunters, what is the difference between them and those girls?

Really... As expected...

Chapter 83: On the verge of breaking out

"We're back, Destiny."

When Koshe and Hong returned home, it was already completely dark.

"not here?"