Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Someone is already helping you, Matilda. I have inquired about your father. He made mistakes and did things he shouldn't have done. Of course, I can't say what role your mother and sister played in it, but... your brother is indeed innocent. I understand your desire for revenge."

"But you can't get yourself involved, and you shouldn't hire someone to kill someone."

"Once you get something like that, it will seep into your skin, get into your bones, and follow you forever."

Matilda slyly approached the man's face, staring at him with her watery amber eyes. This serious and taciturn man suddenly said so many words to admonish himself...

"But how do you know all this?" Matilda suddenly asked.

The man's face showed a vivid expression of regret. He pursed his lips and his beard trembled twice.

"You are too young and should stay away from the darkness."

"But I'm already in the dark!"

Matilda patted the bed in annoyance, stood up and shouted angrily: "I've been here! Since I was born! Now that my brother is dead, I still expect those high and mighty adults to give me some pitiful "justice"?!"

"I'm going to kill them."

Matilda said this harshly and walked out without looking back.

Mori Yuesa had just finished her second lollipop.

She looked at Leon, watching him bewildered like a big boy, watching him raise his finger and point at Matilda's back, then speechless and looking at Nagini for help.

In the end, I still couldn't say anything.

"I..." He swallowed: "Can I have some milk?"

…………

……

"So you can't read?"

Two towers and a milk carton were placed on the table, still steaming. The English was clearly written: "skim", "full fat" - but when Nagini said, "Choose what you want," the older man looked at a loss.

"You can't read." Nagini caught his gaze sharply: "This is not what you usually drink, right?"

Leon was silent: "I..."

"I'm learning." The words that were difficult to say were intermittent: "...It's a little difficult, but I'm trying hard."

Matilda poured him a glass.

After these days of contact, she felt that she was lucky. Perhaps all the luck accumulated over the past decade has exploded in these few days - she met the happy Mori Yuesha and the gentle and thoughtful sister Nagini, met the big boy Leon, and escaped the fate of death.

Besides losing his brother.

She wondered if fate had begun to notice her and try to have mercy on her.

"It doesn't matter, Leon. I don't do well in school." Matilda rolled her eyes and shook the metal pendant around her neck: "Many girls are annoying. They always bother me and provoke me. My father is a piece of trash... Do they think I want to be with trash?"

"Have you ever thought about this? Maybe, just maybe. Even if you study very hard, your grades might still be bad?" Mori Yuesha hummed a song and put on a black spinning puff sleeve princess dress: "An excuse for being a poor student."

"Yes, yes, Miss, the beautiful little princess, you are at the top of the list and you have sneaked away from home."

It seems that Mori Yuesha can argue with everyone, no matter if they are honest or rebellious. It wasn't long before the quiet killer began to be too lazy to pay attention to Mori Yuesha - she talked too much and her mind jumped too much.

"Anyway, Leon. Teach me." Matilda continued the previous topic. Her anger came and went quickly. The little girl would not stop clinging to the man until she achieved her goal. "I saved you."

"It was Mori Yuesa and Nagini who saved me," Leon corrected.

Matilda moved closer to Nagini and said, "We are in the same group. If they saved you, it means I saved you."

Lyon:…

“That’s why you got bad grades.”

Matilda was furious.

"That's a bad cop!"

Leon smiled: "I am a killer."

The Bob-haired guy ran away in anger again.

After Leon finished drinking the milk in the cup, Nagini poured him another cup and watched him gulp it down. Mori Yuesha held her chin up and watched the silent man pour the milk roughly into his stomach, and suddenly asked him in a ethereal voice.

"You kind of like her, don't you?"

puff--

“Cough cough cough cough…”

The milk sprayed all over the bed.

With a mouth full of milk, Leon turned to Mori Yuesha in amazement.

The girl pointed at him, as if she had caught him. "I mean like a father and daughter."

"...Yes, that's right, ah I am... that child is very good and should not suffer such a crime..."

The man was a little incoherent. Mori Yuesa pushed Nagini with her arm and said with a wicked smile, "Nagini, bring the book "My Father's Ordinary Life" to Mr. Killer to read."

Nagini: ...

I knew it.

The comics were brought back from Kamar-Taj. The Ancient One, against all odds, remained unshaken by the young wizards' desire and asked Nagini to clear out all the comics labeled "banned."

This is one of them.

Leon knew nothing: "Is it a very heartwarming story?"

Mori Yuesa covered her mouth, not knowing whether to nod or shake her head.

Just turn your head.

“I like picture books that are a little warmer.”

I won't go into detail about the situation. After reading the comic book marked "forbidden", this somewhat 'naive' killer put down the book and his first words were:

"In the hot-blooded manga you mentioned, is there a protagonist who uses a pistol as a weapon?"

After drinking milk, watering flowers and basking in the sun, Mr. Killer has developed another interesting hobby.

Chapter24 Happy ending?

Street-side restaurant.

The old man with thinning hair wore a tank top, and the tattoos on his sturdy arms were very eye-catching.

Leon sat opposite him.

"Is everything going well?" Old Tony asked. This is Leon's contact person, or broker - the middleman who is responsible for connecting the killer and the employer. Generally speaking, no one in this line of work lives long, whether it is a killer or a middleman.

The former will be doomed if they make a mistake occasionally, while the latter mostly die from knowing too much.

——And the fact that old Tony has been in this business for so long and lived to this age has proved that he does have some skills.

At least he could win over Lyon, the top cleaner on the market. He was a huge cash cow.

"It went smoothly." Leon thought about what happened in the past few days, and thought of Matilda and Mori Yuesa, and the routine words came out of his mouth.

"Donnie, I..." He paused to organize his words. For more than 20 years, he had never mentioned money to old Tony. Today he came here specifically for those things.

"My money. The money I deposited with you."

Old Tony's greasy face tightened and then unfolded in an instant.

He pretended to laugh cheerfully. "Money? Oh, yes, yes, your money, of course. The money you deposit with me is much safer than the money in the bank - right? There is a risk of being robbed in the bank, but no one can take it from me."

Just as he started, he was interrupted by a series of words. Leon fell silent again and reorganized his words.

"I mean... the money. Can I take some of it out?"

The hospitality and care of the past few days, the help of Mori Yuesha and Nagini, and the tragic life story of Matilda - it was useless for him to ask for money. Every month, Old Tony would give him one or two thousand dollars to live on. He only drank milk, lived an ordinary life, watched TV, and raised plants.

Before this, he had little use for the money.

"I want to take out some..."

The man looked dejected, as if he was not asking for his own money but stealing money from someone else's pocket.

"Can you take some out?" Old Tony frowned and touched his pocket awkwardly. "Oh, no problem... of course. That's your money, your money - are you waiting for it?"

Like a student caught truant by the teacher, Leon quickly shook his head: "No... I'm just curious, curious. I have been working and never used the money. Maybe one day, maybe? I will use that money..."

Old Tony pulled a small roll of bills from his pocket and handed it to Leon.

It doesn’t look like much.

"Take it first, take it. Leon, if you need money, you must tell me." Old Tony took the responsibility: "Your money is safe with me, don't worry."

Leon took the roll of banknotes and held it in his hand without saying a word.

He would have liked more, though.

He didn't know how to start.

He looked at Old Tony, and some sounds were stuck in his mouth and couldn't come out.

"Leon?" Seeing his expression, Old Tony smiled: "Are you looking for a woman?"

"You must be careful with women - they will take your property, your feelings, everything you have accumulated - and then run away. Leon, we can't trust others easily in our business. Do you understand?"

"You can rest assured that your money is safe with me."

Lyon was even more speechless.

He held the sweat-soaked banknote in his hand and left in frustration. He walked out of the restaurant, made a detour, came to another street, and ducked into a coffee shop.

The three women were chatting boredly while holding cold drinks.

"Mori Tsukisa."

He called Mori Yuesa out to talk to her alone.

This is?

"money."

Mori Yuesa blinked.

"Of course I know it's money. I mean, why are you giving me money?"

"Thank you."

Leon looked down at Mori Yuesa sincerely, standing at the door of the coffee shop like a big fool, answering every question he asked.

"Thank you, I have received it. I'll let you forget about the money."

"I drank the milk and Nagini sewed up my wounds."

I also read your comic books.

"To repay me and Nagini? This little money isn't enough, right?" Mori Yuesha took the US dollar bill, weighed it, and threw it back to Leon. She smiled at the ruthless boy and spoke with curiosity: "You were so mysterious today just to get money?"

Leon nodded heavily and handed over the money roll again.

"Buy some clothes for Matilda."

"I remember you said, 5,000 per head?" Mori Yuesha didn't answer: "How long have you been in this business?"

"More than 20 years."

More than 20 years... Even if I take a job once a month, I would earn more than one million US dollars in 20 years.

"That's all the money?"

Mori Yuesha disliked the roll of money that was stained with sweat. She raised her hands high and even leaned back: "I thought you could afford a big house."

"I left it with old Tony."

"Old Tony?"

"My contact." He said vaguely, "The person who introduced me to this industry. It's safe to leave it with him."

Mori Yuesa said "oh".

"Then why don't you take out more? You're so stingy."