Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

Like stones that broke the calm lake surface, ripples appeared on the lake surface. The heavy thing in the air was temporarily avoided, but there was still something sticky entangled with the body, making people's movements extremely slow.

Fuge lowered his eyes, like a dull old man, slowly stretched out his hand to pick up the mobile phone belonging to Miki Nozomi, and pressed the answer button.

"Cousin—cousin—"

The first thing that catches your ears is Nalanja's always energetic voice, with his coquettish feeling that he has dragged out his voice as always, making people feel as if they have been injected with vitality.

Immediately afterwards, his next sentence directly exposed the lie of the "long-term mission" at the beginning.

"We beat the boss! Everyone is fine, I thought I was really... ahem, anyway! I can go home today, and we must celebrate and have a big meal then!"

"Naranga, you've been exposed! We were talking about a 'long-term mission'!"

Mista's voice interrupted the topic.

"But it's all done, so it doesn't matter hahaha."

"Mista, don't come here, I haven't finished yet!"

His fingertips turned white, and the noisy voice on the other side made Fuge's hand holding the phone tighter. He lowered his eyes and wandered aimlessly around the room, but always avoided the person sleeping beside him.

Finally, he spoke.

"Naranja."

"Watch... um? This voice?"

Naranja reacted immediately.

"Fuge? Are you with your cousin?"

Simple, he immediately thought of a reason.

"Are you protecting my cousin? As expected of you, you are very thoughtful."

"Listen to me about Naranga."

Interrupting Naranja's words, Fugo's voice was low.

"Now, get everyone over here and turn on the PA."

"Hey? Why?"

Naranja was a little dissatisfied, but for some reason, there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart, which made him unable to resist retorting.

"Where is my cousin? Why are you talking about Fuge? Didn't you snatch my cousin's cell phone?"

At this time, Fuge didn't want to argue with Naranja at all, nor was he in that mood. The anxiety that had settled in his heart for the past few days made his voice tinge with impatience.

"Shut up and do as I say!"

"what the hell……"

In the end, Naranja, who heard the seriousness of Fugo's words, gathered everyone together and turned on the loudspeaker according to Fugo's words.

"Come back quickly if you can."

Fuge couldn't hear the emotional voice coming from the phone.

"She... had an accident."

Although there is no directional prefix in front of this "she", except for Trish, everyone knows who Fugo is referring to.

"problem occurs?"

Naranja asked anxiously.

"What's going on? What happened to my cousin?"

"You will know when you come back."

Fuge's voice can be heard obviously difficult even from the mobile phone,

"I don't know much, and I don't even know what happened. In short, at Naranga's house, something was wrong when I met her."

As soon as Fugo's voice fell, Giorno's voice came one after another.

"How is she now?"

A bad feeling spread throughout his body the moment he asked the question.Inexplicably, Giorno's heart beat faster.

He obviously kept his composure even when facing the boss, but now he seemed to be out of control, and even the beatings could be clearly heard.

Fugo: "..."

What to say?

Fuge's gaze finally regained focus, and turned to Miki Nozomi, whom he had been avoiding all along.

The girl still fell on his shoulder, except for her breathing and the freezing temperature, it seemed that she really just fell asleep.

"You will know when you come back."

In the end, when Fugo said this, the meaning in the euphemistic words made everyone stunned.

"However, don't take chances."

"What do you mean, Fugo!"

Naranja's voice trembled, he squeezed his cell phone tightly and questioned loudly.

"You tell me clearly! You..."

"Beep-beep-"

The busy tone of being hung up made Naranja's voice stuck in his throat, and the fingertips holding the phone turned white due to the force. He looked at Buccarati almost beggingly, wanting to get the other party's approval.

"Buggarati, it must be... Fugo must be lying to me, right?"

Knowing that Fugo would not lie about this kind of matter, Bugarati took a deep breath and comforted Naranga.

"We'll talk about it when we go back. The most important thing now is to return to Naples immediately."

A group of people fully demonstrated what a gangster is in such an urgent time.After snatching the car on the side of the road, he drove back to Naples from Rome at lightning speed. The original two-hour drive was shortened by half.

"boom--"

The door was almost broken open, and with a loud noise, Naranja's figure rushed into the room first, followed by all the people of Giorno Bugarati.

"cousin!"

Naranja ran into the room anxiously, her eyes fixed on Miki Nozomi, who was lying on the sofa on her side, as if she was just asleep.

"Cousin? What's wrong with you, cousin?"

He quickly approached, ignoring the debris on the ground, squatting down in front of the sofa, and pitifully called Miki Nozomi.

"Cousin, why are you ignoring me?"

Whether it was the sound of breaking the door at the beginning or Nalanga's call afterwards, the girl on the sofa couldn't react in the slightest. Her eyes were closed tightly, the corners of her lips were curled up, and there was even a gentle smile on her face as always.

Like freeze frame.

Already fixed.

Heartbeat, breathing, body temperature, and even the breath of life, everything disappeared.

Giorno, who had the golden experience, even felt it more clearly. This body has lost all life and is shrouded in death.

"Fogg."

After the moment of pause, his heart became abnormally quiet again, but it was as if a hole had been broken, and a cold wind was blowing in, and even his brain carried a dull judgment.

He turned his head to look at Fuge standing by the window, but his voice was not as calm as usual.

"what do you know?"

"The day before yesterday, when I met her, something was wrong."

In an hour, Fuge, who had sorted out his thoughts, gave a clear answer.

"The morning before yesterday, I met Axi and came back here with her. She bought a lot of things and made a lot of candies for no reason, and they were all there."

Fugo pointed to the box in the corner and continued to explain.

"The next day, I found out what was wrong with her. She seemed to have poor perception of heat and cold, and her body was also cold. At night, when I questioned her, she told me the 'truth'."

Speaking of this, Fuge wanted to raise his head, but somehow he didn't have the courage.He knew that probably everyone's eyes were on him at this moment, but why didn't he want to know why?

"She said she was 'going to die.'"

Having said that, Fuge clenched his fists with the hands hanging by his sides, and finally raised his head, looking at the crowd gathered by the sofa.

"Play it back with Apache's [Melancholic Blues]."

His voice was almost trembling.

"Because I also want to know the truth, something must have happened before this, before meeting me."

It happened before I met Axi, if there is a replay of [Melancholy Blues], it must be fine.And Ah Xi has no idea what the ability of [Melancholic Blues] is.

Apaki had a gloomy face, and released the substitute without saying a word, but Bugarati was suddenly stunned, he looked down at his palm, and murmured a few words.

"Before...before..."

Before again, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, or during the mission...

"Naranja, Giorno."

Bugarati looked at the two of them.

"Before you left, was there anything unusual about Axi?"

Naranja bowed his head but held Miki Nozomi's already cold hand and said nothing, it was Giorno who answered.

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

Absolutely, absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.It is impossible for him not to notice the abnormality of the person who has been paying attention.

"Fogg."

Buccarati looked towards Fugo, pointing to something that hadn't been used in the other corner of the wall.

"Were these already there when you came?"

"Everything was bought when I met me the day before yesterday."

Fugo quickly gave an answer.

"Ashi originally said there were still a few days left, but he suddenly told me 'an accident is coming' about two hours ago."

"I see."

An almost absurd idea rose in his heart, and before Bugarati could think, his body had already given Apache instructions.

"Apaki, set the time to 10 minutes before Naranga's call the morning before yesterday."

Apaki was taken aback for a moment, and then executed without hesitation, the familiarity on Melancholic Blue's forehead gradually approached, and finally, it turned into Nozomi Miki's appearance.

At this moment, the captured image from the past begins to play back.

Miki Nozomi, who was formed by melancholy blues, put something on the table, went to the refrigerator again, and took something.

Everyone watched in silence as she maintained a good mood and was doing normal things little by little. Things changed after about 8 minutes of playing.

Miki Nozomi, who was changing the water in the vase, suddenly stopped, and the sudden constriction of pupils made everyone more serious.

She put the half-filled vase aside, and quickly sat down on the sofa.In the next second, her face changed from rosy to pale.

"what happened?"

Apache frowned.

"There is no one else in this room except her."

Due to the characteristics of [Melancholic Blues], he can easily judge such things, but this is not in line with common sense.Miki Nozomi's actions were obviously known in advance, otherwise it would be impossible to give up what he was doing.

"Looking forward, the crux of the matter should be here."

Saying this in his mouth, Bugarati raised his hand and put it on his heart.

The vibrations inside seemed to come from the joy of life, but at this moment, it could only make him feel dazed and almost certain, almost panic.

This time, such things, and that glowing amulet that belonged to Naranga.

Besides... me, is there anyone else?

After a while, Bugarati's eyes were on Naranja.

Exactly...and Nalanja himself didn't know, he did...inexplicably, died at the hands of the boss.

Also, inexplicably...resurrected.

if it is like this……

if it is like this--

With blue eyes, he stared at the girl who was lying on the sofa, so weak that she couldn't even breathe.

Does it mean that the culprit who caused all this and the death of Miki Nozomi is himself?

How ridiculous is this?

How reasonable it is.

In the next second, flowing in the past time, a weak and tiny voice, even full of doubts, gave the answer.

"How could someone... only half die?"

Yes.

The bloody taste came out of the lower lip that was bitten tightly, and even spread to the entire mouth in an instant.At this moment, Buccarati repeated sadly and sadly in his heart.

How could anyone be half dead?

How could she let such an innocent thing happen to her?

Everyone looked at her so weak that even breathing became difficult, but as if she had heard something, she tried hard to take out the things in her pockets, and even subconsciously evoked a smile the moment she pressed something.

"Naranja?"

[Melancholy Blues] The sound played back was so real that Naranja, who had been silent and motionless all this time, was in a trance, thinking that the cold hand held in his hand was warm again, and that person was looking at him gently, gently calling his name.

There was a daze in the clear purple eyes, but at the next moment, he was awakened by the restored number on the forehead belonging to [Melancholy Blues].

He saw her trying to make her voice as normal as before, and she spoke with concern, so much so that when she uttered that lie, it was impossible to tell.

But the reality is that she dragged her extremely weak body, tried her best to cheer up her exhausted spirit, and comforted him.

Yes, why can't the person on the other end of the phone hear it at all?

Obviously...it's obviously what I care about the most...why didn't I find out?

Something warm surged into his eyes, accompanied by an annoying transparent presence, blurring Naranja's vision.

no, I can not……

Wiping his eyes fiercely, Naranja suppressed the sourness welling up on the tip of his nose, as if warming it earlier, he closed his hands even tighter.

Will not……

With the finally decisive phone call, Miki Nozomi finally couldn't hold on and fell into a coma.Time began to speed up again, this time, directly to the end of two hours ago.

The inquiry about the suicide note, the seemingly relaxed conversation, and the final..."accident".

"I'm sorry to make you face this kind of thing."

"But I have to say that having someone I know by my side at this moment really reassures me a lot."

"Thank you, Fogg."

"Please forgive me."

Along with the final, almost inaudible sound, what was also dropped was the brilliance in those bright eyes, the setting sun that would never rise again, and the arrival of endless darkness.

For a moment, there was not even the slightest sound in the entire room.But there is something thick flowing around everyone bit by bit, freezing the already too dense air, and even making people feel suffocated for no reason.

After a long time, a voice broke the dead silence.

"what is the problem?"

Mista felt as if he had been thrown into some extremely difficult puzzle, which made him anxious and uncontrollable, but mixed with sadness in the middle, forming a mixed emotion in his heart, which made him

"So if you have any ideas, you can speak out! We can avenge Axi for what happened!"

What are you looking like?

"revenge?"

As if he knew something and connected a certain key, Giorno raised his head and looked at Buccarati.

Then, it suddenly became clear.

I see……

I see--

What if what I saw was real?When Bugarati was in that church...

The hand that was hanging beside him was clenched even tighter, but the pain radiating out couldn't overcome the emptiness at this moment.

"It was my fault……"

Before Giorno could do anything, Bugarati raised his head, took a deep breath, stood up, and said in a low voice,

"Do you still remember what Naranja put in my hand? There was an amulet among them."

Having said that, his voice became hoarse.

"I... was actually killed by the boss at that time. It was Giorno's treatment that allowed me to recover for a period of time. If there is no accident, I will still die after this."

Everyone didn't speak, because at this moment, Bugarati standing here is the best explanation, and under the connection, it is...

"The amulet...was put into my hand, it suddenly glowed, and my body recovered, and I was no longer in a 'dead' state. That's why I asked Nalanga to call Axi, wanting to Explore it, and..."

The time is right.

Although Bugarati didn't say anything about what happened next, everyone can understand what he said.

By analogy, the so-called "accident" was... Naranja at that time.

His eyes were shifted to Nalanga.

Because of the suddenness of the matter, Naranja didn't even know that he had already died once.

Killed with one blow, when they found out, there was no sound, but after they were about to reluctantly leave, they were revived and caught up with them blankly.

revenge?Where is there any enemy?

But... help from family?assistance?Or some familiar and unfamiliar vocabulary?

But at this moment, Bucciarati couldn't find the exact words in his mind.Even though he had just accomplished the impossible miracle of defeating the boss, at this moment, he couldn't control his trembling hands.

The calmness that accompanied him since he was a child made him understand the current situation very clearly. Even with a little imagination, the remaining steps will be clear in his mind.

But reality is like a sharp nail, nailing his legs, making it difficult for him to move; nailing his arms, making it difficult for him to move; nailing his head, making his thoughts messed up.

In the end, the bloody nail pierced hard into his heart.

It shouldn't be his.

Bucciarati knows this all too well.

It was an amulet belonging to Naranja, and it was a guarantee placed on Naranja. Although it did play a role in the end, it was not the reason why he could feel at ease.

Even for himself, it was difficult to accept.

It shouldn't be her who had the accident, the one who always smiles gently, warms people's hearts, and is loved by many people.

Ordinary, ordinary, not a gangster, just an ordinary, underage girl.

Self-blame, guilt, sadness, sorrow... Too many emotions numb Bugarati's heart, but they mingled together, producing unspeakable bitterness.

With the taste of rust, it slipped from the mouth and spread to the internal organs.

As a result, bitter water began to appear in the internal organs.

He wanted this stolen life back.

That's right, it was "stolen".

The existence named Bujarati stole the life belonging to Miki Nozomi.

"Nalanga, let's take Axi's..."

"Don't touch my cousin!"

Like a cub guarding in front of a dead mother beast, Naranja gritted his teeth, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and squeezed out difficult words little by little.

"Cousin, she just fell asleep."

As if to come to a conclusion, he hastily repeated this sentence.

"Yes, she was just asleep!"

Nalanja stood in front of Miki Nozomi, with tears in her purple eyes, hope and despair occupying two parts, pulling each other.

"As long as she sleeps enough, she will wake up, don't come and disturb her!"

With that said, he squatted down again, took Miki Nozomi's cold hand, and placed it on his cheek.The temperature made Nalanja's body shiver for a moment, but he didn't intend to let go.

It's just... the despair was even more intense, like a vine that was clinging to it, bit by bit, and then slowly tightened.

"My cousin said she would wait for me to come back—"

There was the most obvious choking in his voice.

"We're going to have a big meal, and she said I can eat pizza until I'm full."

She will definitely look at herself helplessly, and then accompany her for a walk outside to digest food. At that time, many people will come to say hello, and at night, they will say good night to each other before going to bed.

"Nalanja..."

"As you can see, my cousin is just asleep."

Looking fiercely at the speaker, Naranja even raised his voice suddenly.

"Cousin won't lie to me, she's the best at keeping promises."

Tears finally welled up, slid down the cheeks, and fell straight onto the pants on the thighs, making a "slap" sound.One drop after another, like the rain that never stops.

"She kept the promise the most..."

Muttering and repeating, Naranja looked down at Miki Nozomi's sleeping face, as if trying to convince herself.

"So she just fell asleep..."

"She just... fell asleep..."

"So... so can you wake up a little bit?"

"Just a little bit... Take a look at me... I'm really back..."

The girl lying on the sofa still had her eyes closed, abnormally ignoring his pleas completely.

Obviously she can't see her acting like a baby the most...

Obviously she loves herself the most...

The hope in his eyes was completely eroded by despair, and Naranja was shrouded in grief.In just an instant, he sank into the boundless abyss.

"I beg you……"

He couldn't control himself anymore and wept loudly.

"Please...don't ignore me...you won't ignore me if you say it...don't leave me..."

"Don't leave me..."

"cousin……"

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