Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

Miki Nozomi's home has returned to calm.

Naranja returned home obediently, went to school with Giorno peacefully, and nothing happened, even the dark cooking who was punished by Miki Nozomi for three days did not have any complaints.

Everything seemed to be back to how it was before.Of course, it's just an appearance.

On this day, Naranja, who came home from school, sat on the table and wrote a few homework. Giorno, who was supposed to be with him, had already finished the homework ahead of time, leaving him alone facing the homework with a sad face.

"cousin--"

Halfway through, Naranja couldn't help but put down his pen and lay down on the table, calling Miki Nozomi in a drawn-out voice.

"Cousin—cousin—"

"what happened?"

Putting down the quilt in his hand, Nozomi looked at Naranja.

"Is there a question you don't know?"

"Nah."

Because he was lying on the table and turned to look up, Naranja tilted his head, and opened his mouth cautiously and tentatively in his purple eyes.

"That's, I have an idea, and I feel that you, cousin, may not agree..."

"I might not agree?"

Miki Nozomi asked calmly.

"If you don't know the question, how can you be sure that I will not agree?"

"Because...because...although I want to do it, I also know it's dangerous."

The fingers were tangled together, and Naranja looked at Miki Nozomi's face with guilt, repeating the emphasis.

"It could be particularly dangerous."

The sentence "particularly dangerous" even made Giorno, who was only paying attention to this side, look up from the book and look at Naranja.

Nalanjata... what do you want to do?

"So, what is it that makes Naranja feel that he wants to do it even if it is dangerous?"

She didn't directly deny it, Miki Nozomi's voice was still soft, but her expression let people know that she paid a lot of attention to what Nalanga said at this moment.

"Don't worry, no matter what Naranga said, I won't be angry."

In other words, she was rarely angry at all, only a handful of them.It can also be seen how troublesome what Nalanja did before.

"Then I really said it."

Straightening up again, Naranja took a deep breath. Although there was still some hesitation in his expression, his voice was full of determination.

"I want to work for him at Bugarati's place in the future!"

"Buggarati?"

Without making a judgment on what Naranja said, Miki Nozomi looked into Naranja's eyes, and his voice became serious.

"I don't deny what you think, Naranja. Then, let's analyze this matter rationally."

"Don't deny it?"

Naranja's eyes lit up when she thought she would be rejected, and she sat down obediently.

"Then what do you want to analyze?"

"A lot of places. So now it's a family meeting, Giorno."

Miki Nozomi looked at Giorno, and the black-haired boy put down the book knowingly, and sat on the chair opposite Naranga.

Not only to guide Naranja's ideas, but also to learn from them, and even to think deeply.

"Start with this idea first, why did you come up with this idea, Naranga?"

Miki Nozomi looked at Naranja again, guiding him a little bit.

"Is it because Bugarati and Fugo saved you? Or is it because of something else?"

"There is also such a reason, in fact, it is apart from my cousin..."

Having said that, Naranja paused for a moment, then continued to speak.

"Okay, including Giorno. This is the first time I met someone other than you who didn't dislike me at all, and didn't mind my dirty appearance. They not only gave me something to eat, but also took me to a doctor. sick people."

As if caught in the memories of that time, Naranja's eyes gradually went blank.

"Besides, I was still self-willed at the time. I didn't want to be treated because I felt that I would be wasting money if I couldn't be cured. Bugarati told me a lot and said that I could go back to school. very……"

He frowned, thinking about how Bugarati made him feel.Obviously there are a lot of words in my heart, but no matter how I think about it, I can't think of the exact adjective.

"It's very gentle, but also strict, and then still cares about me, and criticizes me, like...like..."

Miki Nozomi: "..."

This is already obvious...

Looking at Naranja who was so entangled that he almost scratched his head, Miki Xi silently added for him. .

"Like a father."

"Yes! Like a father!"

After finishing speaking, Naranja thought of his irresponsible father again, and hurriedly added.

"Not my father, but the normal kind of father."

"I understand."

Miki Nozomi nodded, knowing this in her heart.

At this moment, Giorno, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"So a normal father is like Bucciarati?"

He recalled the Buccarati he met a while ago, and thought deeply about the other party's every move, and then...

Always feel as if something is not right?

"Bucgarati... I didn't see him when he was strict."

Resting her chin and recalling the Bucgarati she had seen, Miki Nozomi made sure that she had never seen the so-called stern look of the other party.

"However, if he has a child in the future, he should be a qualified father who cares about the child and will not let the child go astray, right?"

"That's why I said Bucciarati is good."

The topic was directly transferred, and Nalanga didn't feel the slightest and was even interested in participating in it.

"I just love Bucciarati."

Should there also be a mixture of gratitude and reverence?There is even a trace of envy and longing.

If you stay with the other party, you should be able to learn a lot, right?If he could become a reliable person like Bugarati, he would not have to worry about his cousin all the time, and he could even protect his cousin instead!

Although... Although no one would bully my cousin, becoming a reliable person would help her a lot.

"As I remember, Bucciarati looked only eighteen or nineteen years old."

Giorno, who finally realized where the sense of disobedience lies, spoke calmly.

"Based on your age, Naranja, what you feel should not be 'father' but 'brother'."

Naranja:? ? ?

Naranja was stunned.

"Is Bugarati actually the elder brother?!"

"Although the other party does look mature and stable, according to my observation, Bugarati's age should be around 18, and he is still a teenager."

Echoing Giorno's words, Miki Nozomi said what he guessed.

"As for Fugo...if I'm not mistaken, he should be a year or two younger than you, Naranja."

"Younger than me???"

Naranja was shocked.

"No way! I'm already 14!"

That Fuge is at most 13, doesn't this mean that the opponent is already a mafia at 13!

"Although this is the case, our focus should be skewed."

It was obviously his own crooked topic at the beginning, but Giorno at this moment brought the topic back in a serious manner.

"So the conclusion is that Naranga wants to join his side because Bugarati wants to join him."

"……almost."

Nalanja scratched his head, and after glancing at Miki Nozomi quietly, he still didn't have the nerve to say anything about wanting to learn how to protect the other party.

A real man should express everything with practical actions!

"The reason is clear to everyone, so have you thought about the next Naranja?"

Bringing back the topic together, Nozomi Miki asked another question.

"For example, if you join the future, have you thought about it?"

Naranja nodded.

"The future... I do think about it."

Because during the tangled time, he really really thought about the future of this matter seriously.

Because this matter is not just about him alone, but about this family.

"I know there are gangsters over there. If I join Bugarati there, I probably won't go to school anymore, and then I have to do things there, maybe I have to start from the bottom of the gang, or even Do something... um, something bloody."

Pursing his lips, Nalanja looked serious, obviously feeling that the next words were more important than the so-called "going to school" and "seeing blood".

"And I may not be able to go home often, and I may not be able to come back in time for family dinners, and I may not be able to buy gifts in time for festivals, and maybe I will perform tasks outside."

Can't eat together, can't go home for the holidays!

how terrible! ! !

Miki Nozomi: "..."

So Naranja, is this what you care most about?

Although knowing that this is really terrible for Italians, Miki Nozomi has nothing but helplessness in his heart.

Just when Miki Nozomi couldn't help but want to sigh, Giorno's voice sounded again.

"Indeed, if you, Naranja, join the gang, you probably won't be able to control the time when you're young. For example, missions are likely to be issued during festivals."

Although he also decided at a very young age that he would want to be like that gang boss when he grows up, but now he has never thought about joining the gang so early.

Unlike Naranca who simply wants to become stronger and yearns for Buccarati, Giorno wants to become an existence almost like a beacon.

Giorno: "It seems that you, Nalanga, have really considered it carefully."

Miki Nozomi:? ? ?

wait?Giorno, are you also concerned about this?Do you want to be so stupid!

"Isn't the focus on the dangers that Naranja may encounter and the road ahead?"

Miki Nozomi clutched her forehead, feeling extremely helpless.

"And it's not certain whether Bugarati will accept Lan Jia."

Judging from the previous attitude of the other party who obviously didn't come over after a meal, he probably didn't want to get too involved with them.

Miki Nozomi understands that the other party is thinking of them, and it is really dangerous for ordinary people to get involved in gangs, let alone the three of them are smaller than one.

"I know I'm not smart enough. I'm not like Giorno. I can see it at a glance. The road ahead... If you don't join, it's just a normal study, and then take the exam to enter a higher school, right? But I always feel that I shouldn't be Such."

Naranja spoke his mind honestly.

"I have a very strong feeling in my heart. If I want to join Bugarati, I will definitely be able to learn a lot."

Italian gangsters are powerful, and no one knows what gangsters are. Even though he is only 14 years old, Naranca, who has lived a wandering life, is more clear. Many people even take pride in joining gangsters.

"However... if you don't think it's okay, cousin, then I will..."

Naranja hesitated for a moment before speaking nervously.

"I don't want to."

"Does it feel...?"

Miki Nozomi stared at Naranja's eyes, except for a trace of uneasiness in the other party's purple eyes, there was nothing but firmness. It was a decision made soberly after serious consideration.

Because he is sober and has no regrets, he should be respected.

Even from the mouth of a 14-year-old boy.

Miki Nozomi finally sighed.

"I always feel that there seems to be no reason to persuade you to give up."

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