Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 543 Meeting parents?

Gordon walked up and patted her shoulder, and the latter trembled visibly.

"Alas!"

".It's me." Gordon's voice came through the mask, making a deep sound.

Hayata took a long breath, and then said in surprise: "Senior Gordon, as expected, you are here too!"

"There's another one, meow!"

“Pork chop!”

"Pork chop idiot meow!"

"Meow!" Zhupa slapped Pandan for the unprovoked provocation with his paw.

I need a lesson, meow.

"Why are you standing here? Why don't you go in? Are you worried about being laughed at?" Gordon asked Hayata curiously.

Hayata's face turned red.

In fact, Pork Chop's guess was absolutely correct. Hayata was really embarrassed to enter the assembly hall in his current "four-knife" appearance.

She was a native of Minagard, and there were many people who had good relationships with hunters at the same time. Because of her master Yamos, the backbone and even the older generation of hunters were all familiar with her.

Of course, there won't be any big problem if you go in like this, but with the nature of most hunters who love to join in the fun and joke, there is absolutely no way they can escape being teased by the crowd.

"So, why not go home and put down your luggage first? I remember you mentioned that your home is not too far from the assembly hall, right?"

"Um"

Hayata said a little coyly: "But, I lost the key to my house. My uncle should be running business outside this month, so he can't get in."

Gordon choked. Well, it doesn't seem strange that he lost the keys to his home after being away from home for a few years.

"Leave it at your doorstep first. If you're worried, you can send it to a neighbor," Gordon suggested.

"If you continue to stand in a daze at the door of the assembly hall, someone who comes by will definitely push you in and shout, 'Look who's back!'

Then other people started taking over the ‘Four Swords Style’ and so on.”

The picture that came to mind made Hayata's face pale.

It is conceivable that whether you were pushed in or walked in now, similar scenes and conversations will definitely happen.

Those who are more exaggerated will also say, "She is the war goddess of Minagard!" "One in the left hand and one in the right, holding a handful in the mouth and throwing the handful away! The monsters are scared to death!" "Yama!"

You lost!" and other weird words.

Gordon was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig his toes on the floor, let alone the thin-skinned Hayata.

"This way!"

Hayata turned around and walked towards her home, lowering her head hard for fear of being recognized. At this time, she was so envious of Gordon's full-face helmet.

It has to be said that Hayata's good luck is not only reflected in extracting materials.

It was obviously a bustling area with crowds of people and hunters coming and going frequently, but on the way back from the meeting house to the door, she didn't meet a single acquaintance.

About ten minutes later, they arrived in front of a two-story building with a small courtyard.

From the floor space to the sophistication of the building, it can't compare with the small western-style building that Anxil bought in Dongdoruma with his pocket money, but it has a different atmosphere of life.

Hayata, who was familiar with the way, put his hand into the fenced courtyard gate, opened the bolt inside the door, and the group of people walked into the small courtyard.

The slightly rough low courtyard wall made of blue bricks is covered with mottled graffiti.

Most of the content is about a little girl laughing with a big mouth, an adult with an afro, and various strangely colored suns, trees, small animals and other common things.

Gordon and the two Ellu looked at Hayata.

Hayata, who was caught up in childhood memories, came back to her senses under the focus of their gazes, covered her face and said: "I drew it when I was a child."

"Quite good looking."

"I think I can draw better than Gordon."

"I think it's meow." Xianglan stared at the butterfly sitting on a small flower, "Sister Shuiyun is just like this meow now!"

It pounced.

"Sister Shuiyun just has a different style of painting, which is more unique." Hayata defended Shuiyun.

If Gordon had seen Shuiyun, he really didn't think it was any better than Hayata's childhood graffiti.

He lacked aesthetics and had no interest in "painting art", so he looked around.

This small courtyard is really surprisingly neat, hey?

If I remember correctly, Hayata's uncle, Mr. Pine, was the leader of a caravan. He stayed at home for only a few days throughout the year, but he still had time to clean up the yard?

At this moment, the door of the house was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A dark-skinned middle-aged man came out with a frown and looked warily at the uninvited guests who broke into his yard.

Especially the big guy in green armor, he doesn't look like a good person!

"Uncle!" Hayata shouted in surprise.

Pine was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look at the figure with a familiar face but a figure that was much taller than he remembered, and then exclaimed: "Hayata?!"

Hayata cheered and rushed over, hugging her uncle who was no different from her father.

[Hinata]'s full-metal armor made a muffled sound, which made Gordon's teeth ache.

Hayata came back to her senses and quickly opened her arms.

Although the swordsman is not known for her strength, she is still a swordsman whose strength is infinitely close to that of a superior. With her arm strength, it is not an exaggeration to say that she can strangle a cow.

His ribs and back were sore from being strangled, but Pine had no time to care about it. He carefully looked at his niece who was almost a head taller than him in front of him, and was so happy that he couldn't even speak for a while.

"Meow meow~."

Xianglan ran up to Pine very doggedly and took the initiative to rub the back of the latter's hand.

It’s okay for this person to be Hayata’s father, he has to please meow!

Hayata sniffed, smiled and introduced her friends to Pine. The two Ellu couldn't introduce much, so they focused on introducing Gordon.

"Hello, Mr. Pine." Gordon took off his helmet and greeted politely, but met the former's alert and cautious gaze.

He suddenly came back to his senses. This scene seemed to be a little bit special.

He smiled stiffly and didn't dare to say anything more.

Hayata, on the other hand, didn't think much about it and grabbed Pine and asked questions.

Pine temporarily took his eyes off Gordon and said, "Everyone, please stop standing in the yard and come in quickly."

As he said that, he opened the door with a smile, and Hayata ran in almost jumping, and Gordon followed with his limbs slightly stiff.

Amidst the cracking sound of "crack, click, click", the two of them stepped on a piece of floorboard in the house.

Hayata, who was carrying four tachi, including armor and weapons, weighed 300 kilograms. Gordon, who was wearing heavy armor and carrying two large swords, weighed nearly 400 kilograms.

Ordinary wooden floors simply cannot bear such weight.

Hayata stopped with a dry smile, and Gordon was even more embarrassed and wanted to retreat directly to the yard.

"You'd better put down your weapons first, meow." Pig Chop reminded helplessly at the side.

The two of them carefully laid their weapons flat on the ground. Hayata's steps became light again, while Gordon still had to be light-footed due to his own weight and armor, and the "squeaking" sound of the floor continued.

Pass.

On the other hand, Pine, the owner of the house, didn't care the least and even helped Gordon get a sturdy chair.

Let’s not talk about other things for now.

This pig, this male hunter is also Hayata's partner after all, so he cannot be disrespectful.

(End of chapter)