[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

"Squad leader." He suddenly whispered, "May I leave for a while?"

He didn't know why, he just thought he should.

After the investigation outside the wall, the survey corps had half a day to rest. Han Ji nodded, "The horse is taken away, and I will find the post station to come back. After returning to the station, I will register and return the three-dimensional mobile device."

"Yes!"

He walked in front of the child, and the residents next to him seemed to have a natural awe of the soldiers, especially the scout soldiers wearing Wings of Liberty, they spontaneously made way for the soldiers.The child raised his head blankly, clutching the hat in his hand as if a little at a loss.

"Amin." He heard the soldier call him.

He remembers him.

The blond child was holding the hat like that, looking up at him, his eyes slowly turning red.

He untied his cloak and put it on the child, then he pulled the hood on, half knelt on the ground and hugged the skinny child, put his head on his shoulder, and patted the child gently. Pat him on the back.

After a long time, a small hand tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, and the fabric on his shoulders gradually became wet.

After the child calmed down, Yong patted his head, "Where do you live now?"

The child sniffled and seemed a little embarrassed, "The refuge in the Trost District, with Alan and Mikasa..."

It should be his little friend. Yong helped the child wrap the cloak. The weather had not officially warmed up, and the child was wearing a little thin. Then he stood up and took the child's hand and walked towards the shelter.

His two little friends—seems a bit familiar—were very worried about Amin. They also heard about the tragedy of the battle to recapture the Wall of Maria. A scout was hired.

Yong looked around, probably because there were too many refugees from the Wall of Maria, and the environment in the shelter was not very good. There were about a hundred people, and each of them laid a quilt on the ground, which simply guaranteed There is a place to rest, and there is even a slight odor due to the lack of air circulation.

The child seemed to feel that it was not good to leave him alone, so he tugged at his sleeve, "This is Alan and Mikasa, they are my friends, he is..."

Then he found to his embarrassment that he didn't know the soldier's name.

"It's the Survey Corps!" The green-eyed child suddenly became excited.

He saluted the children decently, squatted down and looked at the three children: "Are there only three of you?"

This sounded a bit nonsensical, but the three children understood. They nodded hesitantly, and then heard the soldier continue: "Then are you willing to go out to live? I have a friend, her family Only mother alone, you can live there."

The girl who had been kidnapped by human traffickers raised her head sensitively and stared into his eyes: "Why?"

Allen also felt that something was wrong. Obviously there are still many children who lost their parents here, so why did this person come to them.

Then the strange soldier pulled a small pouch from his collar and poured out a candy.

"Thank you."

He said with a smile.

-

Nanaba's mother was a very gentle and kind woman.

The central government is very kind to the pacification policy for the families of the sacrificed soldiers. In addition, Nanaba and Yong will also send the regiment's subsidies home—Yong has no other relatives in this world, so Mrs. Gispraut I used to be relatively rich.

But prosperity in life did not make this gentle lady happy.

She is really lonely.

When Yong returned to the station, he told Nanaba what he thought, and Nanaba thought it seemed to be a good idea, so she immediately wrote a letter to her mother.

Due to the lag in communication, it has been five days since Nanaba received the reply. Her mother expressed great enthusiasm and welcome to the three children who are coming home, and even asked about the figures of the three children in detail. The size is going to order some regular clothes.

So they immediately asked for leave and went to the Trost District again.

Since they did not wear uniforms when they came out this time, the garrison soldiers on duty in the refuge only regarded them as family members, and after letting them in with a bad attitude, they were still muttering, "Don't come here to make money again." and so on.

Hearing this a year ago, Nanaba, who probably had already drawn his sword, didn't even raise his eyelids, and Yong withdrew his half-stretched hand to hold down his partner in embarrassment.

"...you don't have to be so nervous, do I look like the kind of person who would disregard human life?" Then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of that person unconsciously nodding, and she glanced fiercely, "I've been through so many walls. Outside investigation, everyone has changed a lot..."

Then she seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and frowned at the gray-haired soldier.

Yong was stared a little hairy by her eyes, but at this moment they found three dirty children who had just returned from the wasteland in the crowd, and waved their hands to signal them to come over.

"I've told the people in the shelter before that we can go straight away. Do you have anything else to prepare?" The three children shook their heads, and then he pointed to the blond soldier standing beside him, " This is Nanaba Ghisprout, and you will live with her mother in the future, don't worry, she is a gentle woman completely different from Nanaba."

"...Do you want to die?"

Allen blinked in bewilderment, a little unsure if the "she" in the mouth was referring to the person he was thinking of, the gray-haired soldier seemed to see the child's disbelief, and nodded solemnly Nodding, "Nanaba looks like a handsome man, but she is actually a cute girl—poof!"

Nanaba patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and said with a sneer, "You still have the same amount of nonsense, let's go, mom said I'll wait for you to have lunch together."

"Ah... yes!"

Nanaba's home is not in the Trost District, but in another town within the Wall of Rose. The distance is not too far. Nanaba's mother kindly asked them to rent a carriage, and they will arrive soon. small town.

Mrs. Gisprout enthusiastically prepared hot water and a change of clothes for the three dirty children, and then rolled up her sleeves to prepare a sumptuous lunch. The three kids hadn't had enough since they became refugees. After being reserved for a while, I couldn't help but started to gobble it up. After eating, I couldn't help crying.

But Mrs. Giseprout was very distressed, and she told them to eat slowly while passing water.

Nanaba couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "Did someone swallow the supplies?"

Yong was very used to this level of supplies, and patted the back of Amin who was sitting next to him, who was almost choking: "There is only a small piece of bread in a meal, but it is barely enough to not starve to death, but this is not the case. There is a way, after all, there are really too many refugees.”

"By the way!" Mrs. Ghisprout looked at Nanaba and him as if she suddenly remembered, "You two go to the town to find a hotel to sleep before tonight. There is no room at home, anyway, you will leave tomorrow." Back to the regiment."

Nanaba: "..."

forever:"……"

The resentful expressions of the two soldiers made the child, who was still immersed in sadness, laugh through his tears. After struggling to swallow the food in his mouth, Allen asked, "Did Nanabasan also join the Survey Corps?"

"Yes," Mrs. Giseprout propped her chin and looked at them. "She is an honorable investigator just like her father."

"You...don't object?"

"I've objected." The gentle woman wiped the corners of Mikasa's mouth with a napkin. The girl seemed to reflexively want to avoid it, and finally forcibly restrained her instinct. She smiled, "What can I do? Her father has a temper."

Stubborn Radu couldn't hold back.

Naba gave a fake cough, and held up his water glass to cover up his unnatural expression.

Yong laughed out of embarrassment, and was kicked under the table by the blond soldier who became angry from embarrassment.

Allen suddenly put down the fork, his expression looked a little sad, he thought about it, and decided to tell the kind people in this family: "...I'm sorry, ma'am, let's go back."

Mrs. Giseprout froze for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"We're going to be trainers, and then join the Survey Corps." Allen clenched his fists and looked at Mrs. Gispraut, "Expel all the giants in the world!"

To go through the pain of sending a loved one to the battlefield again is too cruel for this gentle woman.

He seemed to suddenly understand why his mother was so opposed to him joining the Survey Corps.

...but it was too late.

"But that's not what your eyes say," she said softly. "'They' say you're sad."

"People can't live on hatred alone. It's too hard. There must be some things that make people feel warm just thinking about them. These are the real strengths that support a person to go on."

She gave a very warm smile.

"You will make good and strong soldiers, I have no doubts about that."

"But I want you to be gentle people."

"Whether it's for yourself or for the world."

-

After dinner, Nanaba and Yong packed up their things and prepared to go back to the station. Mrs. Gisprout ordered from a distance to bring souvenirs to the children in the family during the next holiday, so she didn't do much to keep her. Knowing that the two children came back from leave, they couldn't stay for too long.

Nanaba expressed expressionlessly whether he wanted to take two giant fingers and was thrown out mercilessly.

Alas, can this world that loves the new and dislikes the old be better?

However, after returning to the station, they discovered that another major event had happened to the Survey Corps in just a few days.

Those were the three people brought back from the Wangcheng underground street by Captain Erwin himself.

Levi, Fran and Isabel.

The author has something to say:

When I watch anime, I don’t think it’s anything, even Alan keeps yelling at every turn and occasionally feels very emm (I swear I’m an Alan fan!)

But when I was writing this paragraph, I suddenly felt that Alan was the only one supported by pure hatred. Amin had a dream, and Mikasa had Alan.

I really want to throw Allen into Gintama

emm, I’m actually a bit too lazy to make up for the choice of captain without regret, can I talk nonsense_(:з」∠)_

Thirty thousand words spread flowers!