Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

In the end, Fuge was still kept by Miki Nozomi, and even reduced to a tool of help, helping deliver things in the kitchen.

Although Fugo himself has no opinion on helping, but watching everything being made and sealed in a transparent jar without interruption, I don't think it's normal.

"Once again."

Grabbing Miki Nozomi's hand that was trying to touch the pot, Fuge finally couldn't help it and spoke.

"Sure enough, Ah Xi, you have something very serious."

He spent the whole day yesterday just observing without saying anything, but now he couldn't help but say it.

"This is the fifth time you've touched a hot pan, look at your hands."

It's fine once or twice, but is he stupid for four or five times?He also said that he didn't pay attention, didn't he pay attention to scalding himself so many times?

Miki Nozomi's body paused for a moment, and changed his rhetoric.

"Sorry, I might have a cold."

Saying that, Miki Nozomi showed a smile.

"Can Fugo bring me the cold medicine in the cabinet over there?"

"Don't do so many things when you have a cold."

Just because he caught the opponent's hand, Fuge became more aware of how cool the opponent's hand was in his palm. He lowered his eyes and stared at the glaringly red and swollen fingers, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Really... just a cold?

"If you have a cold, you should rest."

Suppressing the inexplicable uneasiness, Fuge took Miki Nozomi and pressed her on the sofa, found some medicine and warm water, and hurried upstairs.After a while, I took another blanket and went downstairs to cover Miki Nozomi.

Letting the blanket surround him, Miki Nozomi sighed while holding the water glass.

"As expected, Fugo is very reliable."

"Now is not the time to talk about this?"

Fukuo, who is not very good at things like getting sick and catching a cold, took out the thermometer and handed it to Nozomi Miki.

"Try it, if it doesn't work, go to the hospital."

"Trust me, it will be fine in a while."

After taking the thermometer, Miki Nozomi just put it on the table.

"It hasn't burned yet, it's probably just a sign before it comes."

"But……"

"rest assured."

Interrupting the other party's words, Miki Nozomi comforted Fuge.

"It won't burn."

It is impossible to be tall, it is better not to become lower.

"Anyway, let's take a break for a while, I'll get back to the kitchen later."

"Those things can be done anytime."

Although he still had doubts about Miki Nozomi's words, Fugo sat on the sofa opposite her and seriously refuted.

"Although I don't know why you suddenly have to do so many, but it's not bad to make those days."

But what she lacks now is time.

Smiling helplessly, Miki Nozomi explained.

"But these are urgent orders."

"In a hurry?"

Fuge was slightly taken aback.

"Is there anyone else but us?"

"Of course it's me."

Miki Nozomi blinked, her words were full of jokes.

"A rush order from me."

Fugo: "..."

Something flashed by.

Fuge stared at Miki Nozomi's appearance at the moment, his cheeks looked rosy, not pale as if he was about to get sick, although he said this kind of joke-like words, but he somehow felt that those words were extremely serious.

In the end... what is the difference?

For a whole day, Fuge observed Miki Nozomi more carefully.Then, he came to a conclusion.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Not only was she burned at the beginning, but later she almost cut herself with the knife she picked up, and almost tripped over several times while walking.

And most importantly, the temperature of the opponent's hand that the purpose touched was even colder, even lower than in the morning.

"Ash."

Finally, during dinner, Fuge couldn't help but speak when he saw that Miki Nozomi said he was full without eating much.

"You are really not right today, let's go to the hospital to see."

If it is really sick, it should be very serious.

"It should be tired. After all, I have done so many things today."

Miki Nozomi propped her cheek with one hand, and changed her rhetoric to fool the other party.

"You should go to bed early later."

"...Do you think I'm Naranga?"

Fuge frowned, feeling a little anxious about Miki Nozomi's answer.

"It's too obvious. If it's sick, we can go to the hospital right away. Even if it's something else, we can figure it out together."

Because the other party has always been reliable, such concealment made it difficult for him to judge, but the matter was obviously related to the other party's body, so he couldn't help but care about it.

"Well then, I'll ask Fogg for a favor."

"I don't know if Naranja Giorno and the others will succeed, and when they will succeed, but one thing is very important."

That is not to be distracted.

It's a good thing to be firm in your dreams, and it's such a dangerous time, how can you let them be distracted by your news?

In case they haven't finished it by the time my dog ​​brings them, a news will definitely explode when the time comes.

"These days, no matter what happens to me, don't tell them over there."

"Whatever happened to you... what?"

Repeating this sentence, Fuge knew very well who exactly the "they" that Nozomi Miki referred to was referring to.but……

"What do you mean?"

In an instant, Fuge stood up, put his hands on the table, bent forward across the table, and stared at Miki Nozomi closely.

"What happened to you?"

Miki Nozomi didn't speak, but raised her eyes and stared at Fuge quietly.

The opponent's eyes are purple, which is different from Mori Ogai's dullness, nor Naranga's brightness. At first glance, he is calm and even a little arrogant, like a Persian cat floating on the wall .

Now, there is concern in it, and even the persistence and tension of wanting to get an answer.

The Persian cat jumped off the wall and came to your arms.

"That's right, only Fugo is here now."

Miki Nozomi looked at it, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"So, can Fugo agree to what I said before? It's my request."

Seeing that Fuge still did not waver, Nozomi Miki added.

"Look, there is a very tense thing going on over there, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life. It will be bad if I disturb their calmness again."

Fugo: "..."

The call was reasonable, and even Fugo had to admit that what the other party said was the truth.

Combat is never something that can be careless, not to mention that Bugarati and the others are facing an unfathomable person like the boss, so they need to calm down even more.

Otherwise, a negligence may directly kill you.

"I see."

Fuge pursed his lips, turned his gaze once more on Miki Nozomi's serious face, and responded in a low voice.

"I won't take the initiative to call."

"it is good."

Miki Nozomi nodded, not paying attention to the trap in his words.

Anyway, before defeating the boss, Nalanja and the others would not call themselves, and they might not know when they would really fight.

"Then I will tell you frankly. In short, you should prepare first, Fugo."

The look in his eyes became serious, clearly telling the other party that this was not a joke.Miki Nozomi spoke slowly with an extremely calm, even cold voice.

"I'm dying."

In just a few short words, the content contained in them made Fuge's always bright head unable to react quickly, his eyes were even dazed, and he could only squeeze out a short syllable from his throat.

"what?"

what... dead?Are you kidding me?

"I'm not kidding you, I'm not joking, I'm serious."

The determined voice brought back Fuge's sanity, and the gradually focused pupils also made him see Miki Nozomi's expression clearly again. There was no trace of a joke in those brown eyes that had always been gentle. Just be serious.

"I'm dying."

It was like being poured from head to toe by a basin of cold water, Fuge blinked, and the whole person suddenly realized.

"What's going on? What's the reason?"

He took a deep breath and told himself to calm down, his eyes were even sharp, and he asked rationally.

"You can't have an accident for no reason."

who is it?double?or something else?

"Of course there is a reason, but I don't want to say it."

Miki Nozomi was not surprised that Fuge was able to calm down. After all, 13th university, not to mention IQ, Fuge is not the kind of particularly impulsive person.

"Just take it as my destiny."

Given such a plausible explanation, Miki Nozomi even sighed like this.

"How should I put it, 17 is already a long time, isn't it?"

It's almost 18 years old, which is really too regrettable, it's only a few months away.

This is the world she is closest to when she is 18, and even only she knows what she gave up.

"17 grows a fart!"

Because of his family education since he was a child, Fuge, who has always spoken politely when he was not irritable, even couldn't help but swear.He believed that if the person in front of him was Naranga, at this moment he would definitely not mind pressing the other person's head on the table to wake him up.

"Don't tell me that you are a person who is satisfied when you live to be 17. If you don't say anything else, think about Naranja and Giorno."

The whole person bypassed Miki Nozomi from the opposite side of the table, Fuge supported the table with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the top of the back of Miki Nozomi's chair, with a low voice.

"If I was attacked by a substitute ability, I can defeat that person. If it's divination or some prophecy, I don't need to believe it at all, or..."

Fugo guessed.

"You awakened the double?"

"If this makes you believe it, you should regard me as awakened."

Compared with Fuge's heaviness, Miki Nozomi himself has no heaviness at all.

"In short, this is already a fact, and it is irreversible."

Miki Nozomi pressed Fugo's shoulder and sighed softly.

"Maybe something will happen to me tomorrow, Fuge, are you sure you want to fight with me?"

"Is this an indisputable issue? This is..."

Fugo was suddenly speechless.

The brown eyes were unusually calm, as if she was not the one who said those words and made those conclusions.

He seemed to have seen Buccarati, saw all the people in Apache Misdanalanga Giorno, and when he recovered, he fell into silence.

So, am I the only one who is a coward?

"Fogg."

Miki sighed.

"It's just a choice."

Of course, she can also choose not to save people, but...she still has no way not to do it.

Her life is the life of others; her reincarnation is the death of others.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing is still too much, I should say sorry to you, Fugo."

There was apology in Miki Nozomi's eyes, but the words she said were more cruel than the last sentence of apology.

In Fugo's suddenly constricted pupils, she said——

"It's my request, please act as if you haven't heard anything, and just forget about it."

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My pen has its own ideas, if I didn’t write the ending today, then it will end tomorrow (silently delete what I said yesterday)