Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

It's just that Miki Nozomi, who had a fever, "recovered as before" on the day she woke up. Although others felt that she looked weak and weak, she knew that she was really fine.

As long as it's not a terminal illness, it's just a mere fever, let alone it's already cured, it's not a problem at all!

"But I still think it's good for you to rest, Axi."

Having brought the food back to the ward, Giorno tried to persuade Miki Nozomi while digging out.

"If I'm not mistaken, Axi, you definitely want to accompany Nalanga in the hospital."

As he said that, Giorno glanced at Naranja vaguely, causing Naranja to wake up instantly and speak quickly.

"I'm fine!"

Although he really wanted to stay with his cousin for a while, it was not impossible for him to be in the hospital, so it was best for his cousin to go home and rest.

"The hospital doesn't treat patients badly, and of course I can do it alone!"

Naranja joined Giorno's persuasion team.

"So cousin, you can go home after lunch and rest, otherwise... otherwise..."

He thought about it hard, and suddenly saw Bugarati who hadn't left with his erratic eyes, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"And Mr. Bucciarati!"

Nalanga made a loud noise, winking at Bujarati desperately with her eyes, which was full of prayers.

"Mr. Bugarati will come to see us, cousin, you don't have to worry at all!"

Please Mr. Bucciarati!Cooperate with me!

Bugarati: "..."

Although Naranja's eyes were like convulsions, Bugarati still accurately saw what the other party wanted to express.

His eyes shifted to Miki Nozomi, Bugarati saw that Miki Nozomi was indeed still weak, and nodded cooperatively but sincerely.

"Don't worry, this is a hospital."

Thinking about Miki Nozomi's own influence, as her cousin Nalanja, it is impossible for her to be treated badly.And like the other party who has been tired for a long time and finally fell ill, resting at home for a few days is more effective than anything else.

Even though he is still only a teenager, he still has to worry so much about raising his younger brother, and even refuses to take a break as if he has long been used to it.

"I'm really fine."

Explaining almost dumbfoundingly, Miki Nozomi, who knew that the other side was full of good intentions, curled her lips helplessly.

"Mr. Bugarati, you too... You can rest wherever you rest, not to mention that Naranja only has eye problems and is not unable to move. No matter how you think about it, you won't be tired, right?"

Having said that, Miki Nozomi turned his gaze to Giorno again.

"Giorno, you have to go to school. You have already cleared your leave for several days because of this matter. Now that Naranja has found it, you should also go back to school to clear your leave."

"If it's a school, it's not bad for a few days."

Giorno, who was smart since he was a child and learned the junior high school curriculum early under the guidance of Miki Nozomi, was very calm.

For him today, he has no expectations for the so-called "interpersonal relationship" in the school, and the role of the school is only for further studies and a diploma.

"Okay, Giorno, I'm very relieved, but Naranja."

Miki Nozomi looked at Naranja with deep meaning in his eyes.

"After you're fully recovered, Naranja, do you know what to do?"

"I will go back to school immediately and study hard!"

Naranga was so close to swearing.

"Never go out with other people again, I will definitely listen to my cousin!"

"As long as you don't always trust people who shouldn't be foolishly, I can rest assured."

After all, it is impossible for her to look at each other 24 hours a day.

"Absolutely not!"

"Yes, I will trust Naranja once more."

In the end, Miki Nozomi returned home that day, but ran between home and the hospital in the following days.

Thanks to Bugarati's kindness, she can often meet the other party in the hospital who comes to take a look at the situation when nothing happens, and occasionally even sees him with a blond boy named Fugo.

Time passed little by little, and finally on the fourth week, Naranja finished his treatment and was able to leave the hospital.

"The things to be packed have already been packed in advance, now we only need Naranja to go back together."

After changing the hospital gown and putting on the usual white shirt again, Naranja seemed to have regained his vitality.

"Staying in the hospital for such a long time, I almost felt that my whole body smelled like disinfectant."

Touching his intact left eye, Naranja lay on Miki Nozomi's shoulder, but he didn't use any force, just making a protracted voice that was almost coquettish.

"Go back soon—I've been thinking about home for a long time."

He thought of the sofa in the living room, his own room, and his own bed. Every time he thought of the home he hadn't seen for a long time, he couldn't wait.

I have a place to go back to.

There will be people who will not give up on themselves.

I own my home.

"Yes, you can go home soon."

After rubbing Naranga's head, Miki Nozomi raised his head again and looked at Bugarati.

"Excuse me, is Bucciarati free today?"

Miki Nozomi bent her eyes and made an invitation.

"Because of celebrating Naranga's recovery, I prepared a table of dishes at home, and I also want to thank Bugarati for his help during this time, so I want to invite you to join me."

Getting along for nearly a month has allowed the two parties to call each other by name, and even started to know each other a little bit.

"By the way, there's also Fugo."

Thinking of the blond boy who picked up Naranja at the beginning, Miki Nozomi added.

"If possible, I would also like to thank him."

Otherwise, it may take a while for Naranja to be found by him.

"I see."

Buccarati was stunned. Originally, he was thinking of sending the person away as if it was over. He stared at Nozomi Miki's brown eyes full of expectation, and the words that he wanted to refuse made a 180° bend in his throat.

"No problem, Fugo should be fine."

Bugarati: "..."

The moment the words blurted out, Bugarati, who was silent for a moment, came up with a reasonable explanation for his behavior in his heart.

Rather than letting this kind of person who can definitely find out his location thank you alone in the future, it's better to just have a meal this time and finish it off.

After all, I and the other party are people in two worlds, and it is better not to have contact with each other in the future.

After thinking it over, Bugarati's heart also relaxed.He followed the two younger ones out of the hospital and got into a taxi. He even took the time to send a text message to explain the reason, and successfully made Fuge face question marks when he received the text message.

No, Bucciarati, aren't you going to see people?When I asked you what you thought a few days ago, you also said that you planned to leave the little devil in Nalanja as soon as he recovered from his illness.

How can I see someone else's house when I look at it now?Let yourself go too?

What about severing the relationship? ? ?

In the end, Fuge followed the address mentioned in the text message and went to Miki Nozomi's house.

Almost as soon as he was welcomed in, what caught Fuge's eyes was a large table of delicacies, and the Buccarati that had been naturally integrated into it.

Fugo:? ? ?

Bugarati, do you really look like you want to sever ties?

"Naranja, slow down, don't stuff it in your mouth like this."

Miki Nozomi was still looking after Naranja who was finally able to eat Hesse with his belly open.

With his favorite pizza stuffed in his mouth, Naranja responded vaguely, puffing his cheeks that were stuffed with food.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a lot... Another piece! It's cool!"

Miki Nozomi sighed helplessly.

"...It's not that you are not allowed to eat, forget it."

Just take it as being too excited to be discharged from the hospital, anyway, this is the only time to let him eat like this.

Nozomi Miki's soft-hearted heart does not mean that other people will also be soft-hearted, especially Giorno, as the producer of this table dish, he just raised his head and stared at Naranca with his blue eyes expressionless, It made Nalanja's movement of reaching out to grab a piece of pizza gradually stiffen.

Giorno: Look at——

Naranja: "..."

Giorno: Look at——

Naranja: "..."

Naranja slowly withdrew his hand, tried hard to swallow the pizza in his mouth, and changed to a normal eating speed.

No, no change!This is the only person in the family who can cook normal food!

Once, Naranja naively issued various challenges to Giorno, but until he squatted in the game, he never won a game against Giorno.

Giorno, you are not a normal person (bushi)!

Seeing that Naranja returned to normal, Giorno nodded almost invisibly, as if nothing had happened, and even handed Miki Nozomi a can of chili powder, getting a surprised look from the other party.

After witnessing all this, Buccarati and Fugo only felt that Naranja in this family really deserved to be at the bottom.

"Buggarati?"

Fuge sat beside Bucgarati, still knew what was going on, and asked in a low voice.

"This is……?"

"It's just a meal together."

Bugarati replied very calmly.

"It doesn't matter after the fact."

That's right, it's you, Bugarati!

Fugo, a genius who skipped a grade at the age of 13, completely understood Bugarati's words and nodded.

She was definitely afraid of what might happen in the future, so she just had a meal and finished the job?

Re-straightening his body, Fugo looked at all kinds of mixed food on the table, and even some food that didn't look Italian at first, and looked at Nozomi Miki opposite him with some surprise.

"So you did all of this?"

Looks like an Asian, so can you cook foreign dishes?

What Fuge didn't expect was that as soon as he asked the question, Naranja on the opposite side froze for an instant, and even his face was full of panic.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Naranja only felt that his whole body was going to be ptsd.

"Eating something made by my cousin will kill you!"

Fugo:? ? ?

Bugarati:? ? ?

dead?What dead man?Is it the dead man we imagined?

The chili powder sprinkled in his hand stopped suddenly, Miki Nozomi turned his head to look at Naranja, and paused every word.

"Na, Lan, Jia, ah."

Nalanja's whole body trembled for a moment, and the pizza he had just picked up unsteadily fell back onto the plate.

"Is this what you really mean?"

From being poisoned to being dead?very good.

Miki Nozomi's voice was full of meaning.

"Speaking of which, I haven't said what your punishment is, have I? I thought it would be bad to start like this just after you were discharged from the hospital today. It seems that I underestimated you."

Naranja turned his head slowly like a machine stuck, and after seeing Miki Nozomi's smile that made him feel cold behind his back, his pupils trembled and he wailed.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong, cousin!!!"

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