Chapter Ninety-Five: Journey to Another World: Prison Star Storm (8)
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Chapter Ninety-Five: Journey to Another World: Prison Star Wind and Cloud (8)
The author has something to say: Well, Illumi still can’t come out of this chapter because he just met Chrollo and the others, and Kattu’s matter needs to be explained, so just wait for the next chapter~
Cattu's headquarters is located in a hilly city of the same name. This area was originally covered in garbage. However, after the rise of Cattu decades ago, as its power expanded, members of the organization continued to empty the garbage here. And built various facilities, and now it has developed into a medium-sized city with a population of 400,000, a considerable scale, and quite modern facilities. www..com
After listening to the knight's basic explanation, Feitan glanced at the overview of the city below with interest, and then couldn't help but grumbled.
"Strange city."
Seen from above, the entire Kattu looks like a huge spiral, crawling to the ground.
"Kattu is a city with a terraced structure. There are thirteen floors from top to bottom. From the inside to the outside, the lower the terrain, the larger the area. As the terrain increases, the area gradually decreases. Between each floor there are Connected by a road, the lower seven floors are composed of some record vagrants and epigenetic species under the control of Cattu, as well as low-class members of the Cattu organization. Most of the convenience facilities, exchanges, and some entertainment facilities are also located on these floors. , the three floors above are the residential area for middle-level cadres and capable people in Kattu. The leader's current house is on the tenth floor. The environment there is good, but the living facilities are not very rich. Well, it is a common problem in high-end residential areas. Starting from the eleventh floor, it is the center of Kattu. The eleventh floor is the office floor that handles official business of the organization. The four most senior cadres of Kattu live on the twelfth floor."
The knight smiled and spread out a piece of paper, while scribbling a sketch of the planar structure analysis, while dutifully continuing the lecture on the general knowledge of Cattu.
"The top floor is the Communication Defense Center. I haven't been in it yet, but I heard that the entire Kattu's power, network, and wireless communications are controlled by the terminal computers there, and the defense measures for war are There are mesonic curtain walls, cannon long-range neutron cannons, surface-to-air particle beams and other large-scale defensive weapons of destruction. Small weapons and laser guns are very powerful. The group leader brought one back last time and I studied it. Although the principle is unclear in some aspects, it seems to destroy the molecular structure of cells to achieve the purpose of harm. If it is touched, even the strengthening telekinesis cannot resist it. The technology in this world is really advanced. I Now I am studying the communication and network technology here to see if I can carry out reforms and applications when I go back later."
Speaking of the last level, the knight's eyes suddenly burst out with excitement, his face was full of interest, and he even expanded a lot of his own ideas. Fortunately, Mila thought she was tired from the journey and had already gone to the guest room in the boat to rest. She was not here. Therefore, he doesn't need to hide anything.
"You are really passionate about these things. In this case, let's study those games carefully. The virtual reality technology here is really good, and it feels very realistic when played."
Feitan couldn't bear it and complained. Thinking of his own preferences, he finally encouraged him with itch.
Speaking of the game, the knight's interest also rose. The two of them talked to each other and immediately fell into the exchange of strategies and experiences. Cellululu listened for a while and found that she was completely confused. He could only stand up resignedly, pour a drink, sit by the porthole, and stare at the scenery below.
Chrollo raised his head from the book, stared at the slender figure and thought for a moment, closed the book in his hand, walked over, and sat next to Cellululu.
"???Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you."
Seeing the girl's suddenly tense body and slightly wary expression, Chrollo spoke a little depressed.
"Sorry, subconsciously???, I will try to pay more attention to it in the future."
The girl looked apologetic and apologized seriously. However, the implication was that he was not trustworthy, so she had to be careful not to reveal her vigilant attitude on the surface. This knowledge made Chrollo His mood, which had been a bit dark over the past few days, became increasingly gloomy. Unconsciously tapping the edge of the porthole with his fingertips, Chrollo was contemplating words.
"You and Feitan seem to be getting along well recently, don't you feel awkward? After he did something like that, you don't have a trace of hatred in your heart?"
"Hey, does it feel like this?"
The girl opened her eyes slightly in surprise, blinked, and then blinked again, then lowered her head in slight distress, and began to think deeply. After a long while, she shook her head as if shaking off something, and said.
"However, I really don't hate him. After I ended my relationship with him, I just didn't like him very much. But now, well, I'm used to it anyway."
"Since his behavior can be ignored, why are you so defensive about me?"
This was what I was waiting for. There was almost no sense of disharmony between Feitan and Celluloid. This was the reason why Chrollo was unhappy. He raised the question directly, and to Celluloid in a roundabout way. Asking questions has no effect. If she can tell you, no matter what form you ask, she will tell you completely without reservation. But if she doesn't want to tell you, no matter how she induces the question, she can avoid the key core and not answer. .
The girl's brows were twisted in confusion, as if she was organizing her words.
"Feitan, well, you know, he is a relatively straightforward person, so if there are any mood swings or tricks, he can easily see it. Moreover, it is very tiring to be on guard all day long, under the same roof every day. , you can’t see when you look up, you can’t see when you look down. After a long time, you are more familiar with it, so naturally you won’t be too vigilant. But Mr. Chrollo, um, how should I put it, you are too sinister, and you don’t know what you are thinking all day long. What, to be honest, I hate being plotted by others, and I don’t like dealing with people like you, so it’s a matter of habit. You don’t need to pay too much attention to my attitude. It’s not just for you. Of course, the premise is that you I really didn’t have any bad intentions.”
"Ha, you are so direct and so unlovable."
Chrollo chuckled helplessly. If we were talking about being evil, the vigilante was no better than him. However, why did Cellululu never see him on guard or suspicious of him? Is it because he had a bad starting point? ? The vigilante won her trust from the beginning, and the first few encounters with him seemed really bad. No wonder the girl didn't like to see him.
"I'm sorry, I'm not cute, and you asked me to say it, and now you blame me for being direct."
The girl glared at him slightly angrily, tilted her head, and angrily poked the ice cubes in the glass with her straw.
Chrollo put his hand on his cheek and stared at the girl quietly. For a moment, he smiled slightly. No, there was still a change. Compared to the beginning, her attitude had lost a lot of indifference and subconscious disgust. She spoke directly because She no longer uses the tactful, but also hypocritical and polite way of talking to strangers, and doesn't this angry attitude prove that she has become more accepting and approving of her own intimate behavior?
"So, the key is habit?"
Chrollo murmured in a low voice that could not be heard clearly. People who seem to be invulnerable still have weaknesses that can be broken through. But is this really a weakness? Does being indifferent to hatred and being able to accept someone you once hated out of habit also mean that you can't fully devote yourself to the people you like, and you can't stay in love for a long time?
"What did you say?"
The girl looked over with a question mark on her face, but the depths of her clear water-colored pupils were as cold as water.
"nothing."
Chrollo smiled faintly. Although he could get close, the girl's heart was still out of reach.
After ending the topic, Chrollo looked at her and asked suddenly.
"You know, your body is now covered with a very strong smell of blood."
"kindness."
After a moment of silence, the girl responded without any emotion.
"Really? Even after killing someone, I still can't see any change in you. It seems that I was mistaken, or you were really good at pretending."
Chrollo remembered the discussion in Meteor Street. He had thought that the other party was just an innocent girl who didn't know the world and felt contempt for him. Unexpectedly, the more he got to know the other party, the more he felt that the other party was beyond imagination.
"There's no pretense, because I really hate killing, and I haven't killed anyone for a long time."
Cellululu's gaze was fixed on a point in the distant void and she said lightly.
"So, why do you do it again now? Don't your kindness and principles object? Don't you feel pain? You think that you are guilty, and in this boundless hell, you still hope for spiritual liberation and pray for God's forgiveness. Still. He said, those principles are just words, in fact, you understand, killing, being killed, the weak and the strong are the ugliest realities in this world."
With a faint mocking smile on his lips, Chrollo raised his head slightly, his eyes looking through the ceiling and the endless sky, as if he wanted to see the god who didn't seem to exist.
Cellululu frowned, turned around, faced Chrollo, and said seriously.
"Mr. Chrollo, you don't need to test me. Moreover, you are confusing the concept. Indeed, I don't care about killing people if necessary. In the final analysis, other people's lives and deaths are worthless to me, but that doesn't mean It means that I will arbitrarily despise other people's lives. Although it is just hypocritical to find excuses for the act of killing, I still hope to be able to tie a yardstick to my behavior and not cross the line that should not be crossed. The taboos allow me to maintain the moral baseline of a normal human being."
"I can understand killing in order to survive, like Meteor Street, like this Niflheim, if the environment forces you to do it, if killing is a necessary means of survival, then this is the right way, this is not Sin is something that people must bear when they are born. People will be punished if they don’t do it for themselves. Holding on to unnecessary kindness and delusional ways to solve the problem through peaceful means is the real hypocrisy. Sacrifice others in exchange for one’s own survival, although it is immoral. , but it is in line with the laws of nature. I will accept it and practice it without hesitation, so I don’t need God’s forgiveness or spiritual relief, because I will not feel guilty or have an uneasy conscience for those who died. I want All I have to do is don’t forget, don’t forget those who died for my survival, and live well with the weight of their lives on my back.”
"But what I cannot and will not accept is to take away other people's lives for no reason without hindering my own survival, because of my lust, because of boredom, because I want to vent, because I feel that other people's lives are like ants. Because you don’t regard the other person as a person of flesh and blood like yourself, because you want revenge, because you want to make others suffer, you kill others for reasons that are fundamentally insignificant, although you must completely avoid such murderous impulses. It’s difficult, and I will lose control, but as long as my sanity remains and as long as this bottom line remains, killing will not be my first and final solution.”
The girl kept talking without stopping. When she stopped talking, she was already panting slightly. After taking a deep breath, her expression also softened.
"These principles are the principles that I want to stick to. Although it took me a lot of detours and time to understand this simple principle, from the beginning, we were not walking on the same path. These words, I don’t need anyone’s approval, and I don’t expect others to understand, but as long as I know what kind of person I want myself to be, that’s it. That’s the end of the long story, Mr. Chrollo, please sit down slowly.”
The girl looked indifferent, dropped these words, got up and left.
"Well, the atmosphere has become tense again."
Following the girl's back with his eyes, Chrollo sighed slightly in frustration. Sometimes, this kind of mentality of getting to the bottom of things is really bad.
"Even if you have lived in a similar place, why is it so different?"
Withdrawing his gaze, Chrollo murmured to himself. He never thought about the difference between killing. For him, killing was a powerful method that had been with him since he could remember, and in the end, that became In addition to the instinct imprinted on him, he has never considered insisting on dividing this method into different purposes.
However, the more you get to know Cellululu, the more you will realize that the girl’s inner self is inconsistent with the usual external manifestations of hesitation, weakness, and shyness. She once said that she envied them for being able to walk their own path firmly, even if He was not recognized, but in his view, Cellululu was actually an extremely determined person. It could even be said that she completely ignored all determination in the world and lived persistently in her own space and principles.
The ideas between them cannot be reconciled. Indeed, as Cellulu herself said, they are not the same kind of people at all. However, strangely, she does not make him feel naive. Although today's conversation was not expected, it was It also allowed him to see her more clearly. Perhaps it was because she was a pure person that she had qualities that could attract everyone.
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The airship was parked on the special runway on the eleventh floor. Chrollo and Xia Ke were going to report their work, and they also needed to formally introduce Feitan to Jones. Mira wanted to say hello to her father, and the group headed towards Jones' office. Go.
Cattu's council building was also a luxurious Western-style building. Chrollo stopped a person and asked him to entertain Cellululu. Women were not taken seriously, let alone being invited here as someone else's woman, so The reality is that Cellululu is not qualified and has no need to see Jones. Before the others disappeared around the corner of the corridor, Cellululu received a message from Myra who turned around and handed it to her, pretending to be sorry, but actually with pride. Demonstrative eyes.
After following the person and entering a small reception room, Cellululu took the tea brought by the other person and sipped it slowly while waiting for the others. Thirty minutes later, there was a faint sound of arguing outside.
"Forget it about knights, but there are plenty of houses, why do you want to live with them?"
"Myra, I have already decided on this matter, and Mr. Jones has no objection."
"But"
The door was pushed open and Chrollo stood outside and said to her.
"Celulu, I kept you waiting for a long time, let's go back."
"kindness."
Nodding, Cellululu walked over and looked at Mila, who looked at her with an unhappy look on her face.
"Mira, you also need to go home. You don't have to follow us."
Chrollo turned around and said to Mira, who was still following behind.
"Aren't you going to send me back?"
Mira asked with an aggrieved look.
"Mr. Jones sent a driver to pick you up. I don't need to do it for you. Besides, my car can only seat four people."
Chrollo declined gently.
"Chrollo, why are you like this? They are more important than me. It's really too much."
Mira stamped her feet unwillingly, and when she saw that Chrollo still had a non-negotiable expression, she bit her lip, tilted her head, and turned away angrily.
Looking at this scene, Cellululu felt cold for some reason, maybe because the other party was Chrollo. She looked at him secretly, but saw that Chrollo had an expressionless face and a cold expression on his brows. Cellululu's heart also felt cold, and she suddenly realized that Mila, who wanted to tie up such a man, was actually very pitiful.
In front of the parking garage, Xia Ke and Feitan were already waiting there. They followed the others and got on the black floating car. Cellululu confirmed from Xia Ke that she and Feitan would live in Chrollo ’s house, and the knight also lives there.
After the car got off the highway connecting each floor, entered the tenth floor, and drove all the way, the surrounding scenery gradually began to approach the pastoral style. White fences separated the roads and grasslands, and sparse woods were scattered among them. Occasionally, you could see I saw houses of different styles hidden behind trees.
Chrollo's house is on a hillside. There are also five or six big trees in front of it, blocking the harsh sun that shines directly at the sun. The three-story beige hut looks very pastoral in appearance. I can't believe this is on Niflheim. I can only say that wherever the privilege is, it is an extremely useful weapon.
After parking the car in the garage, the group of people walked around to the front door. Before opening the door, Chrollo thought for a moment and reminded Cellululu.
"It's a bit messy in there, so watch your step."
Through the open door, Celluloid stared inside dumbfounded, her eyes wandering around the room one by one. The design of this house connected the living room, dining room and kitchen together. Fortunately, the area was quite large, but in such a vast area, Within the range, she could not find a place to put her feet. The floor, table, sofa, and coffee table were all piled with various things.
The dirty clothes to be washed were still on the backrests of the sofa and dining table. The amount was quite considerable. She really wondered why these two people didn't have any clothes to change. Weird machine parts and inexplicable metal products were scattered around. He had occupied a large area, and the familiar sights he had seen often were undoubtedly the work of the knights. However, the books that were overwhelmingly piled up on the sofa and occupying most of the floor should have been the work of Chrollo.
Well, these are actually nothing, just tidy them up, but the original colors of the sofa covers, tablecloths and curtains can no longer be seen at all, as well as the thick dust covering them, making Celluloid certain that these two guys must Since moving in, it has not been cleaned for a day, and she can even clearly see the dust particles floating in the air.
However, what makes her most intolerable is the post-processing of food. The leftover dishes and chopsticks are scattered scatteredly on the table and coffee table, and some are just placed on the ground. Don’t think that’s all. The kitchen sink There is also a pile of bowls and chopsticks stacked high inside, which has completely exceeded the height of the water bucket itself. On the sink next to it, dirty water stains and the remains of food processing have formed dry patches. Dirt, looks like a mess.
"Is this a bit chaotic? It's a well-deserved pigsty."
After the observation, Celluloid's head was covered with black lines.
"It's okay, it's nothing inconvenient."
Chrollo looked indifferent and stepped on the gaps between the piles of objects easily and accurately. He walked to the sofa, pushed aside the things on it, dug out a gap, and sat down leisurely.
"Oh, neither the leader nor I know how to clean. We thought about asking Mira to do it for us before, but she took one look at it, made a bunch of excuses, and ran away."
Unlike Chrollo, the knight kicked away all the obstacles in front of him with one kick left and right, while turning back and complaining.
Feitan's eyes glanced around, and he frowned before walking into the room. Sure enough, it was easy to go from simplicity to luxury. Is it difficult to go from luxury to simplicity? But after living in a clean and tidy house for a short time, he was no longer used to such a messy environment.
Cellululu looked at the two men who were still feeling nothing while living in the garbage dump, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitched. Should she be said to be from Meteor Street? In fact, the purpose of letting them live here is to let her work as a Filipino housemaid, Cellululu thought gloomily. After a long time, she accepted her fate and moved away. She only took two steps with black lines on her face.
"Oops~"
There was a scream, followed by a snap, and needless to say, the girl fell.
Hearing this noise, Feitan couldn't bear it and turned around.
"You're so slow"
Halfway through the words, after seeing the girl's current situation clearly, Feitan couldn't help but sweatdropped on the back of his head. Cellululu fell to the floor, and what was even more pitiful was that her face was buried tightly. In a leftover instant noodle bowl.
The girl was motionless, only her body was shaking violently.
Chrollo stared at the girl speechlessly. Bai warned her before, but unexpectedly she fell down and moved slightly. When he was about to get up, the knight had already approached her.
"Celulu, are you okay?"
The knight's smile was a little stiff, and he asked carefully, trying to pull Cellululu up.
"out"
"What?"
The knight didn't hear clearly. Halfway through his hand, the girl suddenly jumped up like a corpse. Her face was covered with crumbs of instant noodles and yellow-brown oil stains. All the veins on her head burst out. Her expression was definitely something the three men had never seen before. She looked so ferocious and gloomy, she wiped the instant noodles on her face fiercely, her raging anger had completely materialized behind her, and she roared loudly with an unprecedented hysterical tone.
"Get out, now! Now! I want to clean up. You can go wherever you want. In short, don't let me see you for three hours!"
Overwhelmed by the girl's powerful aura, which was like a ghost, the three men did not react. They subconsciously walked out of the door amidst the girl's angry glare.
The three men who were kicked out looked at each other. The knight shrank his neck and said with lingering fear.
"Wow, it's really scary. No matter how gentle a woman is, she can still be fierce when she gets mad."
"Who told me, Captain, that you made the house like that and even dropped it into instant noodles? It's no wonder she's not angry."
Feitan muttered, although Cellululu didn't have any unusual mysophobia, she was definitely a clean person.
Chrollo coughed lightly. He had no objection at all just now, so he followed the other party's order. However, he didn't think it was a big deal. Moreover, why did he feel that such a fierce Celluloid was actually very So cute.
"Anyway, leave this place to Cellululu. Feitan isn't very familiar with this place. Let the knight show you around. I still have something to deal with."
A few hours later, when he opened the door again, Chrollo was not surprised to see a completely transformed house. He walked around, the windows were bright and clean, every corner was shining brightly, and the books were neatly stacked in a bookcase. The mechanical parts of the knights were also well classified and gathered together. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you could see that their clothes, curtain covers, and sofa covers were all dried in the yard.
So, where is that hard-working snail girl? Chrollo searched for a while, and finally found Celluloid on the shaded terrace, who had fallen asleep from exhaustion. The girl was lying on her back, her long water-colored hair spread on the ground, one hand across her abdomen, and the other It just stretched out from the terrace and hung down naturally. The thin and well-proportioned legs were also separated because of the heat, and one leg was slightly folded. Under the sun, the jade-colored skin shone with a delicate crystal luster. A halter top with spaghetti straps was in a semi-wet state due to sweat beads and water from cleaning, revealing the beautiful lines underneath and the lovely shape of the bra.
The innocent little white rabbit who is defenseless makes the big bad wolf ready to take action.
"Hmm, seducing people? It's your fault, you can't blame me."
With a wicked smile, Chrollo walked over quietly, leaned down, touched the girl's lips lightly, stretched out his hand, gently took off the girl's shoulder strap, lowered his head, and kissed the round girl's lips. He gently licked the breast line, and touched the girl's white and smooth inner thigh with his other hand, stroking it gently.
"Captain, Cellululu, we are back. Wow, it's so clean. Cellululu, where are you?"
There were loud and energetic shouts from the entrance, but at this moment, Chrollo had the urge to crush the guy to death. He buried his head motionless in the girl's chest, but his fist on the girl's side was... His grip became tighter and tighter. After a moment, Chrollo released his strength, propped up his body, quickly pulled the girl's shoulder straps again, stood up, and quickly opened the distance between him and the girl. At this time, Celluloid also Just then he opened his eyes in a daze.
"Hmm, the knights are so noisy, huh? Chrollo, are you back?"
The girl rubbed her eyes, muttered, looked up and saw Chrollo, still not very awake, saying hello, blinked, blinked again, and then jumped up, looking at Chrollo with an embarrassed face.
"Hate, did I fall asleep? Well, dinner hasn't been cooked yet, what should I do?"
Chrollo looked away depressedly.
"Let's go out to eat. You're quite tired of cleaning."
So, on the first night in Cattu, the four of them had their first meal at a restaurant on the sixth floor on Chrollo's recommendation. The atmosphere of the restaurant was very nice, with candlelight, music, and red wine all available. However, a candlelight dinner with one woman and three men obviously has nothing to do with romance.
