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"Brother Qiandao! Brother Qiandao...... Go and persuade them! Brother Dong and Brother Shirase quarreled...... Woo woo woo ......" A six-year-old child hiding on the edge ran over with snot and tears in his eyes, and grabbed Furusawa Senjima's hand, "Sister Tamako is taking care of the newcomer, and they don't listen to ......"
"I'll take a look, you wipe the dirt on your face first." Furusawa Senjima handed over a handkerchief, which he occasionally hated to wipe with the dust it had touched, and patted her head perfunctorily and walked over.
The child, who was already talking and persuading, saw him coming, and told Furusawa Qiandao about the situation while getting out of the way, and his face sank little by little in these small pieces of news.
"I just went to watch the wind! I just got a little closer!! Shirase's voice suddenly rose up, and he turned his back to Furuzawa Senjima, only to realize that his surroundings were suddenly quiet for a moment.
"You've gone to the center of the explosion, haven't you, Shirase?" Furuzawa Qianjima's cold voice suddenly sounded behind him, scaring people into a thrill and almost jumping on the spot.
"Qian, Qiandao." Shirase didn't dare to look at him, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, and he just tilted his head aside in disbelief.
After Furusawa Qianjima's gaze swept over Shirase, it fell on Winter, he crossed his hands on his waist, and his face was red and white with anger, if it weren't for the children on both sides, it is estimated that they would have gone up to fight with Shirase.
After that, his gaze fell on Yuzi, who was surrounded by few people, who seemed to be bandaging someone, and the figure with his back to him was coincidentally with ochre-red hair.
And the moment he turned his head to look at each other after noticing the gaze, he revealed his face, which also happened to have a pair of clear lake blue eyes.
- Nakahara Nakaya, still picked up the sheep by Shirase.
Although in the current situation, at first glance, it seems that Shirase rescued the child he met halfway, but if you look closely, the wounds on Nakahara Nakaya's body are more like abrasions and scratches caused by his own bumps.
Furusawa Senjima didn't look at Nakaya Nakaya (eight-year-old version), who was full of uncertainties and curiosity, for too long, but just looked at it a little, retracted his gaze and set out to solve the incident in front of him.
"Qiandao said don't go over there during this time, right?" Tamako frowned, rarely showing her sharp side, "What's more, Shirase you still brought more than one member over...... In the event of a port mafia or any danger on the way, who will be responsible for their lives, yours? β
Dong finally calmed down on the side, and couldn't help but mock: "I don't know who it is during this time, I even left my own things today directly, and let Qiandao do it, just to run to see the ruins that have nothing left?" You think that if you have more people, you can share the responsibility, right? I didn't use this cleverness three years ago. β
Shirase was poked out of his mind, and lowered his head stiffly, not looking at the person who ran after him.
"Well, that's because ......," he muttered, defending himself, "I've thought about it, and isn't it all safe to come back?" And if it weren't for me, that kid would have almost died there! β
"What's the reason, Shirase? What do you want to do there? Furusawa Qiandao's tone was light, and it sounded particularly uneasy, "You went to the center of the explosion, right, but we have already probed the perimeter before, and we have also learned from other people's mouths that it used to be the secret address of the military/side......"
"If you're not mistaken, you want to go there and see if you can pick up any weapons, right?" His voice changed, his tone was firm, and he raised his eyes to stare at Shirase.
He didn't raise his eyes, the hand hanging by his side clenched hard, and the other children all turned their eyes away and didn't dare to look at each other under the inquisition of Furuzawa Qianjima's sweeping eyesβthis was already a tacit acquiescence.
"Weapons?! Guns or something?! Dong's eyes widened, his expression was obviously suspicious and there was a hint of surprise, "Are you sure?" β
"Winter!" Tamako shouted at him.
But this gave Shirase a signal that could be explained, and he reacted immediately, following the idea and explaining confidently: "Yes! Yes and what! You've seen it all this time, right? The mafia is also an ordinary person, so as long as an ordinary person has a weapon in his hand, he can protect himself! I...... I just wanted to surprise everyone! β
Furusawa Senjima took a deep breath and felt that all his efforts during this time seemed to be useless, but he still persuaded himself not to act rashly.
During this time, compared with other attacked organizations, it was as if the sheep themselves had the strength to stand alone, which would make them overestimate themselves for a while...... Besides, such things as arms/arms are not so easy to obtain, and even the port mafia will recover weapons every time they clear the scene at the end of the firefight, how can they let others pick it up.
"So, I didn't find the weapon, and I picked up this kid on the way back, right?" Furuzawa asked him.
Shirase nodded, "I found a few/gun, but they couldn't be used...... This guy caught up with us around there and simply brought it back, and now the sheep can afford to raise them anyway. β
That being said, there is no objection to adding members, but if there is no reasonable solution to Shirase's behavior today, the other members will follow suit and do something that can perfectly avoid the problem by "I'm thinking about the sheep".
"Besides...... Aren't there already wanderers moving in one after another? If there are no problems with them, then there is no danger in the central area. He had already put on an attitude of indifference, and said with his hands outstretched.
Furuzawa Qiandao looked at Winter and asked, "If it's to get weapons to protect the sheep, do you think you can let the other members run to dangerous places without preparation?" β
"This is the case...... Didn't you also say before, why don't you seek wealth and danger......" Winter stood on Shirase's side.
"What about you? In the future, if there is a place where you can pick up a weapon but there is a danger, you don't know if you will encounter danger, and you don't have any means to protect yourself...... You're going to do the same? Furuzawa Qiandao looked at the children who were acting together this time, and some of them were not even ten years old.
They looked at each other for a while, and they all nodded, "We'll be more careful next time, Brother Qiandao......"
Tamako sighed, then stepped forward and patted Furusawa Qiandao's shoulder, shook her head and whispered, "Forget it...... They don't know anything at all, they just need to tell them more later. β
ββ¦β¦ All right. Furusawa Qiandao was silent for a while, and did not continue to ask, but changed the topic and said, "Since this is the case, then such a dangerous action in the future will still have to be discussed, right?" At the very least, it will let people know what you have done, so that you don't risk looking for it. β
"I think...... It would be nice to simply set up a representative ten-person meeting internally. β
After he finished speaking, he stared indifferently at these people who agreed loudly, Shirase was especially eager for this, Yuzu and Yu were just coaxing, but they had the faint intention of standing in line with Shirase.
It seems that they still have to be kicked hard by reality to know how dangerous it really is...... You know, now that he has just picked up Zhongyuan Zhongya, he hasn't even shown his strange abilities.
Obviously, the original idea was just to live, and one more day is a day...... But now it's different.
Listening to them start making noise over the power within this children's group, Furusawa Qiandao turned to the worried Tamako and nodded, "That's okay, right?" I'll take care of this kid first...... I've just finished patrolling the neighborhood and want to go upstairs for a while. β
After that, he will no longer take the initiative to interfere with the actions of the sheep, anger is one of the reasons, but more to see if they will be in danger in the future, and if they can find a way to solve it themselves.
- I am not their nanny, and when I encounter problems, I have to learn to solve them by myself.
Tamako didn't stop him, he thought he needed to calm down - even she was a little angry at these young but arrogant children, but she knew that the atmosphere made her not come up with a decision that was contrary to the group.
It may have been okay before, but now the sheep of more than seventy people have formed a small society, which seems to be not allowed.
The second floor is a rest area specially opened up by the sheep, and it is said that it is the second floor, but it is actually more similar to the large shop formed by the simple repair of the abandoned and dilapidated walkway, and the area for boys and girls is separated by old things such as wooden boxes.
Because it was originally a long and narrow corridor, a neat row of windows could still see the situation on the first floor from top to bottom, which was also convenient for the usual guards.
After Furusawa Senjima brought the eight-year-old Nakahara Nakaya to the house, he was placed in a place where there was still a vacant seat.
"You wait here first, I'll go get the mat and the quilt pillow......"
"Just now...... What's wrong? Quarrel? Nakahara Nakaya suddenly spoke, startling Furusawa Senjima, who guessed that he might not have remembered the language module.
However, did he now think that his own reason led to the quarrel just now?
Nakahara Nakaya's bright and transparent eyes were full of uneasiness and nervousness, and he looked up at Furuzawa Qianjima, suddenly remembered something, and quickly introduced himself: "That, my name...... It should be called Nakahara Nakaya. β
"Hello, my name is Furusawa Senjima. What happened just now is not because of you, so there is no need to feel upset and guilty about it. Furusawa said, turning his head to continue looking for something.
He climbed onto the side of the box, opened it from above, pulled out what had been placed inside, and then jumped down from it.
"Rather, it's mainly Shirase - the one who brought you back, and we're angry at him for approaching the danger without permission." While handing Nakahara Nakaya a pillow, Furusawa Senjima paid attention to his feet, raised his leg to move the mat, and raised his hand to unfold the quilt.
Nakahara Zhong also looked at him with some puzzlement, "You guys...... Worried about them? β
In his still vague memory, it seems that there is anyone who is worried about him, is it the "parents" or something that Shirase told him before?
"Yes, all the members here are almost not related to each other, but they are like family," Furusawa Senjima explained to him, turning to sit on it, "I think so now...... After all, that's how Sister Huima treated me at the beginning, treating me like a relative, so that I wouldn't die because of an accident or something. β
Something strange......
Nakahara also thought that he only had the memory of wandering alone after waking up, but he also had some ...... for such intimate feelings like family Envy?
He couldn't seem to describe it himself.
"Sister Huima?" Nakahara also simply learned from Furusawa Qiandao and sat next to him.
"Yes, but because of her illness, she is already dead, and I actually died once that day, but my life was harder, and the rest of the sheep got the medicine." Furusawa Qianjima's tone was light, and he didn't have much to say about it.
"Ah, I ......" Even an eight-year-old understands that "death" is not a good thing.
"Sheep are a lifesaver for me, but I don't think I have to be tolerant everywhere."
He stood up, lowered his eyelids and stared at Nakaya Nakahara, who was a little at a loss, and said, "Don't be sorry for this, people are dying every day in this world, and people are losing important people every day, and it is a good thing to accept the departure of others." β
But no one wants to lose anyone, right......
Nakahara also stared at the unusually calm cobalt blue eyes, some emotions that he didn't even know - perhaps understood out of his previous experience spread inside, but there were no similar sad feelings.
He was a little strange and curious, because Furusawa Senjima seemed to really "have accepted the death of important people" as he said, but why he felt strange and curious, and because of memory loss, there was no way to trace it.