Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

"If it is wrong, Naranja is indeed wrong."

Without denying the other party's mistake, Miki Nozomi sighed, stood on tiptoes, and took the initiative to hug this cousin who had been taller than himself for a long time.

"But it's just that Naranja is more innocent and easy to trust others. The biggest fault should be those people who let you take the blame."

"But I... obviously..."

Naranja wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Miki Nozomi.

"Besides, isn't Naranja already aware of his mistake?"

She rubbed Naranja's head without hesitation, as before, gently and gently.

"I don't think such things will happen again in the future, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

Naranja was very serious.

He didn't trust anyone else anymore.

"That's good. Anyway, let's go to the hospital first."

Holding Naranja's hand, Miki Nozomi turned around and led him to the waiting taxi.

"Trouble, go to the nearby hospital."

The driver stepped on the accelerator and quickly took them to the hospital. Miki Nozomi took Naranja to the doctor directly.

"Is your family not here?"

After a set of examinations, the middle-aged doctor looked at the two teenagers and asked with a frown.

"Although the problem is not too big, it is also a very important thing."

"I am, I am his cousin, just tell me if you have anything to say."

"you?"

The middle-aged doctor stared at Nozomi Miki who looked younger than Naranja, frowned and repeated.

"It's better to have adults."

Miki Nozomi jumped off the chair knowingly, turned her head and asked Naranja.

"Naranja, wait here for a while, the doctor and I have something to say."

Serious, right?

Watching Miki Nozomi and the middle-aged doctor close the door and leave, Naranja had this idea in his heart for some reason.

Think about your own mother, wasn't she also killed by eye disease?If he also died of eye disease, it would really not be a surprise.

Pursing his lips, Nalanja turned his eyes to the door again. As if giving himself courage, he took a deep breath and stood up directly. He came to the door quietly, and slowly opened the door at an unobtrusive speed. .

At this time, the sound from outside also faintly reached the ears.

"Hospitalization is certain. He... has been in this situation for about a month. It is estimated that... it is purely due to lack of treatment."

"...It can't be cured, but if it is really treated...the money will not be small, probably xxx...and the medicine...not a small amount."

Although part of it was missed, it was enough for Nalanga to understand what the doctor was talking about, and it was nothing more than his disease.

Hospitalization, treatment, eating...all of them need money.

Still not a small amount.

Before he could think about it, Miki Nozomi's voice came to his ears intermittently.

"For the time being... can I... part of it? The rest... make up..."

The fingers holding the doorknob subconsciously tightened, and Naranja's heart tightened instantly.

He suddenly realized a problem.

I... It seems that I have never thought about how much money and energy I have spent on my cousin, especially since I am always self-willed.

How much did it cost to bail yourself out of that place?

Thinking of this, Naranja bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.

No matter how you think about it, it won’t be less, right?He knows how difficult a person's life is, doesn't he?Otherwise, I wouldn't steal bread with those people in the later stage.

He never thought that his cousin is also a person, she not only raises herself tonight, but also takes care of herself, even now, she didn't reveal the difficulties, she just said that she would collect money to cure herself...

He's just...just an oil bottle.

What qualifications does such a self have for her to worry about herself and even raise money?Anyway, the doctor said "it can't be cured".

There was firmness in the only exposed eyes, and Naranca almost trembled and closed the door again, and his gaze slowly shifted to the half-open window in the room.

There was a gentle wind blowing, but Nalanca felt as if her footsteps were uncontrollable, and she came to the window.

Because the place is only on the second floor, the height between the building and the ground is not too high. As long as you are careful, a 14-year-old child like Naranga can climb down without any damage.

He glanced back at the door again, finally made up his mind, and climbed down while grabbing the window sill.

Even if I really want to die, I can't let my cousin waste money at the last moment!

On the other side, Miki Nozomi confirmed that Naranja's eyes can be cured, but it will take a little longer and needs to be treated in the hospital.

After negotiating with the doctor to pay half of the treatment fee first, and pay the rest slowly according to the progress of treatment, the two people who reached an agreement returned to the house, only to find that the whole room was empty.

Naranja is gone.

Miki Nozomi:? ? ?

Wait, what about my big cousin?I just brought it here and never left the house!

Sweeping across the room extremely quickly, Nozomi Miki's eyes fixed on the fully opened window.

Her history at the door also paid a little attention when discussing with the doctor, to make sure that Naranja did not come out from the inside, the only "exit" was the window, and it was half open before, but now it is fully opened.

In an instant, the whole person ran to the window to look outside, but as a hospital, there were quite a lot of people at the door, let alone a child like Nalanga.

Miki Nozomi scanned briefly, and finally saw a figure running forward in a flash at the corner of the hospital gate.

It looked like there was some scourge behind him, running fast.

Miki Nozomi's fingertips on the window sill turned white due to force, she took a step back, and her brown eyes instantly became sharp.

"run?"

She murmured in a low voice, and made an angry smile that made people feel cold behind her.

"I want to see where you can go, Naranja?"

Even without saying the reason, I finally brought you up not to let you run away!

Taking out the mobile phone bought because of the last incident, Miki Nozomi directly edited a text message and sent it to the group.

In an instant, all kinds of nearby vendors and shopkeepers and even the old man who likes to take a walk directly received the message from Miki Nozomi. They rubbed their shoulders and even looked sharply at the street.

Naranja is doomed.

However, one day passed, and no one saw Naranga's figure.

Two days passed, and no one saw Naranga's figure.

Three days passed, and there was only one plausible news.

Miki Nozomi, who was also looking for people in the streets and alleys every day, hurried to the alley where he was said to have seen Naranga, and took out the map directly.

"It's about this morning. According to Naranja's speed, the approximate range should not be large."

Giorno, who was equally good at Nozomi Miki, stared at the map, stretched out his hand and drew a circle on a position on the map.

"That's the maximum range."

"But the person who provided the information is a mother-in-law. Although her eyesight is not very good, she can see people well. It is said that someone left with Nalanga."

Miki Nozomi pursed her lips, staring down at the map in her hand.

"If you calculate it like this, the range will not be easy to calculate."

It is impossible for her to know all the taxi drivers, and it is not a group that can pull the whole city into it. This electronic product is still in its infancy, and it does not seem like it will be well-informed in the future.

"But that's not necessarily the case."

Giorno analyzed calmly.

"Naranga has no money on him, so even if he is picked up, it is very likely that he will take it to the restaurant."

"Or something like a change of clothes, so the hotel is also possible, unless..."

Miki Nozomi hid the rest of the words in her heart.

Unless he met a gangster, in this age of gangsters, it is very likely that he will be taken away and sold.

"Anyway, let's look around first."

Putting away the map in her hand, Miki Nozomi turned around and walked out of the alley, but when she was walking, she felt a little dizzy by surprise, and even made her make a wrong step and almost fell down.

"Ash?"

Giorno quickly supported Miki Nozomi, with a little worry in his voice.

"Your complexion is not very good, not as good as mine..."

"fine."

Shaking his head, Miki Nozomi stood up again and explained to Giorno.

"It should be because I turned around too quickly or I was a little tired. After all, I have searched a lot of places these days, but it doesn't matter."

Patting Giorno's shoulder, Miki Nozomi took a deep breath and smiled.

"Just find Naranja."

Let myself look for him every day, and when the time comes, I will definitely feed this kid the set meal I made for three days, and re-education will make him a promising future!

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"Mr. Andrews, have you seen Naranga?"

In the restaurant, Miki Nozomi, who had no time to think too much, went to the boss, took Nalanga's photo, and asked in a low voice.

"I haven't found it today."

He was familiar with Miki Nozomi's finding his younger brother, but the restaurant owner shook his head and denied it.

"Sorry, I still haven't found it today."

"Excuse me, I will go to another place to ask."

Miki Nozomi took Giorno's hand and left the restaurant directly, but just when Gioruno thought that the other party was really going to find the next one, Miki Nozomi took him to the beverage shop across the road and sat down.

"Giorno, I feel something is wrong, can you stand here and take a look?"

"Not right?"

Giorno recalled the short conversation just now and the environment in the restaurant in his mind, but he didn't feel anything that could be wrong.

"It's just my guess, because Mr. Andrews has too few words."

Looking at the restaurant opposite again, Miki Nozomi touched his chin.

"Mr. Andrews is famous for his talkativeness. One sentence can be broken into two sentences. Now it's just such a short two sentences. Obviously something is wrong."

Saying that, Miki Nozomi sighed.

"Of course, I may be suspicious, so I want Giorno to sit here and observe, and I will go to another place to ask."

"I see."

Giorno nodded, but stood up first, and pulled out the photo she was holding from Miki Nozomi's hand.

"You're here, I'm going somewhere else."

After finishing speaking, he left quickly regardless of Miki Nozomi's reaction.

Miki Nozomi: "..."

Sure enough, it's because he was very concerned about the almost falling thing before, right?Giorno, what kind of fairy brother is this!

"They left."

Following the respectful voice of the owner of the restaurant, in the box beside him, Naranja, who was so nervous that he almost hid under the table, finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"I said... Didn't someone look for you?"

The blond boy twitched the corners of his mouth, only feeling that his kindness seemed to have saved an inexplicable person.

You were obviously so pitiful that you were so dirty that you even picked up the trash can, but after I took you back for a treat out of pity, someone actually found you? ? ?

"what happened?"

The man in the strange milk-spotted top looked at the restaurant owner.

"It looks like you are familiar with the other party?"

"This...Mr. Bugarati must also know, it is the child named Miki Nozomi."

Speaking of Miki Nozomi, even the restaurant owner, who is a member of the hidden gang, couldn't help but sigh.

"Basically, everyone grew up watching him. He started to live alone at a young age. He seems to have a good cooking skill and can always give good advice. He is sensible and sweet-talking. Everyone, I mean all the people in the nearby streets. Everyone loves her."

Having said that, the restaurant owner described it carefully.

"A friend of all ages, no, an angel of God! From the age of my elderly grandmother to my kindergarten daughter, there is no one who doesn't like her!"

Listen to all the blond boys: ? ? ?

Wait a minute, Angel?Are you sure you didn't mean banknotes?Only banknotes will everyone like it!

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