Casablanca dedicated to Mr. Nakahara

At midnight, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was awakened by the sound of sobbing, also sat up straight suddenly.He moved his blood-poor legs a little, and cast his eyes on the bulge not far away by the dim light.

'No, don't come here...'

'will die……'

'Master, brother, I killed someone...'

Zhong Yuan also got up and walked to the folding chair, the only bed was occupied, he could only lean against the wall to sleep.In the first half of the night, the child had a high fever repeatedly, and he was given two doses of glucose granules before the fever finally subsided.

Is this a nightmare?

Zhong Yuanzhong also lifted a corner of the quilt, and the little one curled up into a ball was trembling and sobbing.Reminiscent of the sense of nothingness after the first time he killed someone, after recovering, his right hand was already attached to the opponent's closed eyes.

Deep in a nightmare, Qianli rubbed his warm palm unconsciously, like a homeless stray kitten.

After a while, the trembling stopped.Zhong Yuanzhong also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and rubbed the child's head soothingly.When I retracted my hand, it was unsurprisingly stained with water.

Not long after the big stone in my heart fell, the intermittent sleep talk sounded again.

"Don't look..."

"I, I'm not...not a monster."

"Woooo..."

"Doctor, I'm in pain..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the center of his eyebrows, took off his coat and huddled with the child.He said 'troublesome guy' in his mouth, but his movements showed a bit of caution.

After tossing for a while, the shrine returned to tranquility.Suddenly there was a living pillow in his arms, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was extremely sleep-deprived, fell asleep quickly.

Snow White and Bright Orange are intertwined with each other, and the gradually synchronized heartbeat dispels the lingering cloud.

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The morning light is faint, and birds are singing one after another in the mountains and forests.Nakahara Nakaya, who woke up first, stretched out his hand to the child's forehead, and quietly took it back after confirming that the temperature was normal.However, in the next second, Qianli, who had regained his spirit, slowly opened his eyes.When their eyes met, the two sleeping in each other's arms fell into a daze at the same time.

... This guy's eyelashes are so long.

The Central Plains also think so.

...It was really seen, what should I do? !

Qianli's face was pale, and his heart was beating wildly.

After half a minute of silence, Nakahara Chuya let go of the 'pillow' with a natural expression, put on his coat, turned and left the worship hall.After washing, he filled the wooden spoon set aside with water, preparing to wipe the child's face.

After going back and forth, I was not surprised to see a bulge in the middle of the quilt.Zhong Yuanzhong also dragged the person out expressionlessly, wet the towel and paste it on the other person's face.

So icy!

Qianli, who didn't dare to make a sound, sniffed, and when the towel was taken away, he immediately got back into bed.

Zhongyuan Zhong also dug out the bread and drinking water from the wooden box, and approached the kid trying to resist again after breakfast was finished. "Are you going to come out by yourself, or I will take you out."

"...I, I'm not hungry." Qianli murmured in a low voice, and was betrayed by his disappointing stomach as soon as he finished speaking.Immediately afterwards, there was a non-malicious sneer in the room, and the heat from the tips of his ears made him smother his whole face in the quilt.

"me--"

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw away the bread bag, and said casually: "Do you still want to go home? Lei Bo Street can't raise such a delicate person like you."

"I'm not..." squeamish.

"Tsk, if you get sick in the rain, you'll be in trouble."

Thousands of miles: QAQ

"When you get better from your cold, I'll take you home. Now give me breakfast and medicine."

"..."

"It's not that I haven't seen it, so don't cry."

When Zhongyuan Zhongye ran out of patience, the drum bag finally made a movement.The child moved out for a while, then retreated back, and repeated several times.Then the light brightened and the comforter was gone.

Qianli raised his head blankly, and the shield that gave him a sense of security 'flyed' to the altar not far away.Immediately, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a piece of square bread blocked his mouth.

"eat."

"..."

With threatening eyes, Qianli hugged his knees and chewed desperately.After eating two pieces of bread, my hunger was relieved.Immediately afterwards, the water glass with a missing mouth was handed to his mouth, along with two white pills.

Qianli, who recognized the reality, obediently drank water and took medicine, and Zhongyuan Zhongya returned the quilt to him after finishing the feeding.

"……thanks."

"Sleep, I'm right next to you."

The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and the listless Qianli lay down slowly.When he got his head into the quilt as usual, a sight with a strong sense of presence immediately came from not far away.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned his back tremblingly, barely showing half of his head.Sure enough, the seemingly substantive eyes suddenly disappeared.

Thousands of miles: QAQ

This sleep lasted until the afternoon, and when I woke up again, there was a drizzle outside the house.Qian Li blinked his tired eyes, and the result of crying too much was that his eyes were sore and sore.He seemed to be in a dream, not a scary one.

Hearing the movement from the side, Nakahara Nakahara, who was sitting on the futon and studying by himself, also raised his head from the book. "woke up?"

Qianli was startled, another person's figure was clearly reflected in his pupils.He, he seems to be back in place again? !

Zhong Yuan also saw through the child's inner thoughts with just one glance, so Zhuangruo casually turned his gaze back to the book in his hand. "are you hungry?"

"...not hungry." Qianli replied in a low voice, this time he was really not hungry.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded to show that he understood, and continued to copy new words.

Qianli, who didn't dare to make a sound, moved carefully under the quilt, and glanced at the orange-haired boy not far away every few seconds.In fact, Zhong Yuanzhong was only worried that he would suffocate himself to death during sleep, and it didn't matter if he was awake.Qianli, who didn't know anything about it, was like a frightened rabbit, and it took a long time for his little white head to disappear.

The bandaged fingers exuded a pungent medicinal scent, and the dull pain lessened a lot after a day.Everything that happened these days is still vivid, and Qianli, who has improved both mentally and physically, feels a little relieved in the darkness.

He originally lived with his guardian in a residential house on the outskirts of Yokohama. Three days ago, the guardian received an undeniable escort mission and needed to go to another country across the sea.The journey is too long, and at the same time, there are endless assassins to deal with.

After careful consideration, the guardian decided to leave Chisato in Yokohama and entrust a familiar neighbor to look after her.Mrs. Inoue is kind, not to mention providing a child with three meals a day, which is not troublesome at all.

All was well on the first day, but an accident happened the next day.

Qianli, whose biological clock was reversed again, was unable to get up to open the door for Mrs. Inoue who delivered breakfast. Because she was worried about the child's condition, Mrs. Inoue found a spare key.The next thing she saw was Chiri without any pretense in her first-floor bedroom, the dinner plate slid to the floor with a loud bang.Baizi... No wonder he used to wear a cloak when he walked in and out.Thinking of a certain possibility, a sense of disgust arises spontaneously.

Qianli who was awakened received a certain familiar emotion from the adult's eyes, and he hid in the bathroom in silence.Mrs. Inoue, who left in a hurry, returned home cursing, leaving the child alone to guard the quiet house.

Qianli, whose eyes were red from crying, put on a mask and contact lenses, put on a cloak neatly folded by the bed, and walked out of the house.Less than 200 meters away from the bakery, the oncoming van suddenly stopped on the side of the road.As soon as the car door opened, a burly man quickly picked up the child and left.

Qianli, who was kidnapped, was taken to Leibo Street, and his performance of not crying or making trouble attracted the attention of the gang.The leader tried to take off his cloak, and the resistance of a child was no match for a strong adult.The white-haired and red-eyed Baizi has been controversial in the outside world, but it is a rare and high-quality product for human traffickers. It must be provided with delicious food and drink, and even the place where he is detained is a container prepared separately.

Qianli didn't run away immediately, and the group didn't sleep at all at night.It wasn't until dawn the next day that he used his ability to sneak out of the container while the guard was changing.This is the first time he has actively awakened the ability of the 'Nation of Gems'. Fortunately, the uncontrollable power finally favored his master.

Although he managed to escape from Leibo Street, he also attracted two pursuers.

Then came the chase in the rain, and...he killed someone.

The two distorted faces before dying appeared in front of his eyes, Qianli hugged himself tremblingly, tears fell on the quilt unstoppably.He bit his lower lip tightly and dared not cry out, the bloody smell surging up from the depths of his throat was so strong that it was disgusting.Just when he was about to be swallowed by negative emotions, a dazzling white light shone in the darkness.

"Sure enough, you're crying, squeamish." Zhong Yuan Zhong also lifted his eyelids lazily, poking a dimple on the child's face with his outstretched right hand. "Why do you cry so much?"

Qianli was stunned for a long time before moving back as if waking up from a dream, the red pupils soaked in tears became clearer. "...Yes, I'm sorry."

"Tsk." Zhong Yuan sat down on the folding chair, and continued to poke the soft little rabbit with restless fingers. "How old are you?"

Qianli kept kneeling and replied in a low voice, "Eight years old."

"I'm ten years old, so you have to listen to me."

"..."

"Don't cry, do you hear me?"

"I know, I know."

"I'll go out for a while, don't run around, come back and change your medicine."

After finishing speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also left in a hurry, and by the way, brought a few ten thousand yuan bills that he had looted in the past.

He rarely leaves the shrine, and never sets foot in normal human society easily.I once went to a commercial street a few kilometers away twice because I was curious about how people outside lived.Those children who are on the lead of their parents will act like a baby to their parents, and then they can get sweet pastries and ice cream.He tasted it once and it was too boring.

Half an hour later, Zhongyuan Zhongye, who had gone back, also had two more boxes of cakes exuding an attractive aroma.

However, the shrine was empty.There were no traces of battle, and the priestess clothes were folded and placed on the quilt.

"Tsk, it's fine to leave, I'm in trouble."

Throwing down the packing box, Zhong Yuan also kicked the crumbling wooden door angrily.The child should have been picked up by someone, and it can be judged from the clothes that the other party is in a good family.He carries a hand/gun with him, so the background is probably quite special.

By the way, hand/gun...

Nakahara took out the silver Browning M1906 from his pocket. The smooth body of the gun reflected a pair of blue eyes with a little disappointment.

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"Don't be angry, Qianli." The young man in a white coat stood in front of the hospital bed and persuaded him with a good temper. There were several blood-stained scalpels on the cabinet next to him.

"You can go play with him when you recover from your injury. I promise I won't stop you."

"Really?" Qianli turned around slowly, and there were a few wicked bows on her re-bandaged hands. "Can I really go to him?"

"Of course." Mori Ogai rubbed the top of Qianli's hair with a smile. If he hadn't been overwhelmed by the joint pursuit of various forces, he would have rescued him as soon as he got the news that night.

The orange-haired boy who lives in the shrine is a surprise. He is of the same age and doesn't mind the specialness of the child... Well, I'm going to talk about life with a certain guardian later.

Mori Ogai dragged the swivel chair beside him, a cunning flashed in his purple pupils. "It seems that you like this new friend very much."

"I promised to wait for him to come back, he will definitely be angry." Qianli rubbed his pillow in frustration, and his high emotions immediately fell down.

"Then next time you go, apologize to people." Mori Ogai said.

Half a month later, Nakahara Chuya, who had returned from a trip, saw the child who left without saying goodbye under the eaves of the shrine.The obtrusive cloak disappeared, and she held a bouquet of white lilies in her arms.He walked into the worship hall without looking sideways, and after waiting for a long time, no one followed, so he had no choice but to turn back.

"Don't cry."

Qianli sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall. "I, I didn't cry."

Tsk, I'm in trouble.