Why aren't people raising me

The night Masaharu Nakahara was picked up was spent in the sewer.

Nakahara Zhong also hugged him carefully, not knowing what posture was appropriate, Masaharu would hum to remind him when he felt uncomfortable, so soon, Nakahara Zhong also learned how to hold the child.He walked very slowly, and even worried that his chest was too hard, and he would touch the soft baby.

The night was snowy and windy, and the sheep’s children huddled up in the only shelter. Because they didn’t have enough warm clothes, they would huddle together in two or three to keep warm. Debris is piled together to resist the cold wind that has been pouring into the passage.

Masaharu huddled in Nakaya's arms, neither crying nor fussing, but even so, he was enough to attract attention.

"Hey Chuya, what did you bring back?"

Because he was afraid that the presence of Masaharu would cause commotion among other children and make louder noises, Nakahara Nakaya kept moving in a subtle manner while carrying Masaharu. He even stuffed Masaharu into the clothes on his chest to warm the baby with his own body temperature ,

"It's a baby, Chi." Shirase answered him, "Chuya found it in the trash can, I think he will drown in his conscience."

"Little baby?"

The other children looked over, the curiosity and surprise in their eyes were undisguised, but more of rejection,

"Zhongye, you picked up a baby, are you crazy?" A child immediately scolded unbearably, "We can't even take care of ourselves, where are we going to get food for him, if he dies, we don't care Are you going to bear the psychological burden of killing him?"

It's not that they don't want to help.

It's just that under impossible circumstances, kindness is the least valuable. They can only watch a life go by before their eyes, and quietly endure the frustration of being powerless.

In a sense, that crime is like killing someone.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't hear such words, "I won't let him die."

"To put it lightly, do you know how difficult it is to raise a child? I saw my mother take care of my younger brother. The baby can't even go to the toilet, and the food he eats is different from ours." Zhi took out his own reserves from his pocket Liang, "He would choke to death if he ate bread like this!"

"Chuya, we can't save him..."

"Okay, don't speak so harshly." Seeing that the dispute was bigger than expected, Shirase smoothed things over, "I agree, let Chuya take care of him, and you can just pretend that he doesn't exist, how about it?"

"What if he cries at night? What if adults find us here?" You Xing worried, "If adults find out, we will be miserable."

Orphans with no shelter rarely end well.

Child labor, trafficking, and walking human organs, in the chaotic Leibo Street, they can only barely survive if they get together.

"If he cries..." Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the baby's soft body without bones, lowered his voice and said calmly, "I will leave the sheep's base and go outside."

That's the end of the matter.

Masaharu Nakahara is also up to the challenge. After he realized that he was discovered by humans, he never made any more troublesome noises.

Seeing him so quiet the next morning, Nakahara Nakaya poked his face worriedly, "...do you have no strength?"

"Maybe, he may have starved to death overnight." Some children specifically sang the opposite tune, picking on those who didn't want to listen.

Zhong Yuan also really felt that Masaharu was going to starve to death.

"What does he want to eat?"

"Let's have milk."

"Milk? Cow's milk? Goat's milk?"

"It's breast milk."

In the past two months of staying with the sheep in the Central Plains, at least he has recognized the basic food, "How can we have that kind of thing here?"

"That's why we can't feed him, Chuya." Shogo cleared the snow that was blocked at the entrance of the sewer, "We haven't got our food for today, so hurry up and find him a place... Although I think it's This kind of lost child is either a product of unexpected arrival and being rejected by others, or a disease that parents cannot cure. No one wants to add a stranger to the family for no reason. The best result for him is to be sent to an orphanage ..."

"Orphanage..."

"You have to be lucky enough to go, and we didn't make it." Shogo straightened up, threw away his tools and planned to rest for a while, "Because of the military base explosion, there are too many homeless people, especially orphans. It can be seen everywhere. But I think it’s good if I didn’t go, didn’t Aileen just escape from the orphanage? In some places, children are beaten, scolded and physically punished.”

"Then where can I find milk?"

"Hey?"

"If there is no one to help, isn't it just us?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him fixedly, "Anyway, he doesn't eat much."

Shogo continued to persuade without any hope, "If you don't eat well, you will have diarrhea. If you have diarrhea, you may get sick. If you get sick, he will die."

"If you don't eat it, you will die."

"..."

"..."

They competed secretly, and no one would let the other.

Shogo was almost lost his temper by Chuya's brain, "Aren't you lacking too much common sense... Forget it, you don't even know bread."

During those days, Zhong Yuanzhong can hardly remember how he survived. He knocked on the door of other people’s house, stole milk powder from the supermarket, and only quietly made up the money after half a month. He also asked kindness Masaharu Nakahara still remembers how he instinctively sucked while holding the bottle, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was an immature and slightly embarrassed face, and his gentle and relaxed eyes that felt relieved.

Having survived the harsh winter and walked through the spring safely, everything became easier when Masaharu could speak.

Because what really brings people closer is communication.

The words that Masaharu Nakahara uttered clearly for the first time were not shouting.

At that time, Zhong was also changing his bib, chatting with him habitually, "Masaharu, are you full?" This was actually a routine question that was not eager to answer, and unwilling to be lonely.

After learning a few syllables, Masaharu Nakahara actively showed his presence, "I'm full."

This made all the children present laugh.

They later became more positive towards Masaharu, for example, they began to have a strong interest in teaching him to call his name.

Masaharu Nakahara remembered,

Who was it that insisted on staying with me on that snowy night, who was at a loss to take care of me every day.

Because of this experience, his attitude towards Zhongye is obviously different from other children in Yangli.

That's why Shirase later said sourly, "Anyway, Masaharu only gets close to Chuya."

That's right, Masaharu Nakahara is partial.

Unlike the first life, he was exposed to writing very early in this life, because the Central Plains were also illiterate.

The experience of learning characters together is also worth remembering.The two of them have to spend two hours a day to read and write. They don't have a teacher, so they can only let the older children in Yangli or the gentle adults in the neighborhood be the teachers, and use the picture books discarded by others as teaching materials to let the Central Plains I also find it outrageous that he didn't learn as fast as Yazhi.

Yazhi always knows everything about knowledge.

"Am I too stupid?"

With Nakahara Masaharu as a reference, Nakahara even had doubts about his IQ.

But Shirase dispelled his doubts, "No, Masaharu is too smart."

"What a clever way?"

"It's the same for two of them."

But this little cleverness is useless, he can't hold a gun, he can't repel the enemy, and if he can just count and read faster, he won't be able to survive on Lei Bo Street.

"Is Masaharu a genius?" Nakahara Chuya asked,

"Genius?" Masaharu Nakahara wrinkled his nose. He hated this title and didn't know why. "If I were a genius, then there might be nothing I couldn't do. Maybe I'd become a rich man now. Every day With endless money to spend, all difficulties will be easily solved.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared wide-eyed, "Can you still use 'Easy Solution'?"

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

Masaharu Nakahara: "I learned it in elementary school students' composition."

"I think you have a talent for learning." Zhong Yuan looked at him and laughed, "Then I will try my best to let you go to school."

"go to school?"

"You will be different from us."

Masaharu Nakahara, who is several years younger than them, has more opportunities and should walk out of a completely different future from them.

"I'm past the age of going to school, but you still have time." Zhong Yuanzhong also touched his head, describing it vividly, his eyes seemed to be looking at the only college student in the village, "Recently, sheep's life has improved It will definitely be better in the future.”

Their sheep finally found a place to live, and they no longer had to hide in the dark sewers. Although the new base was just a bunch of containers next to each other, the conditions were good enough for them at the time.

Once you have a house, you need to divide the rooms.

The number of sheep in the early days was very small, and a dozen or so people were enough to form a primary school class. They certainly couldn't sleep separately, because they didn't know if there would be attackers at night.

Nakahara Masaharu tightened Nakahara Chuya's hand,

Because he is small, Shirase and the others want to assign him to stronger people,

"I just want to be with my brother." Masaharu Nakahara shrank behind Nakaya, with a somewhat resistant expression on his face.

"We are your elder brothers too." Shirase said naturally, "Chuya seems to be a member who needs to be protected."

"..." Masaharu Nakahara pursed his lips and remained silent.

Nakahara was also a little surprised and moved. Without this grouping, he might not have realized Masaharu Nakahara's dependence and preference for him.

"Come with me, he has never been separated from me since he was a child." Zhong Yuanzhong also said to them, "It is inevitable that we will not get used to separation."

Masaharu Nakahara was four years old that year.

After his ability to control his limbs became stronger, running and jumping became a common occurrence, and injuries became commonplace.

Almost every day, Nakahara Masaharu will have different bruises on his body, and the position of his knees and elbows is even more severe. Chuya and him will pay attention to his movements when they go out, but Shirase and the others are more careless, and Nakahara Masaharu can always find out. The opportunity slipped away.

In the words of the playful children at the time, it was called "exploring new terrain".

But Yazhi can always come back early.

Once, he was sued.

"Chuya, this brat has gone to West Street." Shirase pinched him under his arm and said angrily, "Is that a place for him to go to West Street! Fortunately, we found it in time and caught him Come back, or you won't see him tonight. You should at least teach him a lesson..."

That night, Masaharu Nakahara was beaten.

It wasn't a slap, it was too vicious and self-respecting, Nakahara picked several places on Masaharu's body, and in the end he spanked Masaharu in a moderate manner.

It looked like a joke instead.

"Have you been a bit rebellious recently? You don't need to listen to other things, but you must listen to the 'prohibition to go to the west'." Zhongyuan Zhong has never been so strict, seeing Masaharu Zhongyuan like a quail and not looking at him , even lowered his voice, "Masaharu Nakahara——"

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Masaharu Nakahara seemed to be frightened, his voice was a little weak, he rushed forward and hugged Nakaya's thigh, "Don't be angry..."

It seemed that he used all his strength and courage to say the first sentence, Masaharu Nakahara said the second sentence with a trembling voice, "Don't hate me..."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, and stammered, "No, I'm not...I...don't..."

He hugged Yazhi's neck in self-resignation, coaxing him softly, "Okay, okay, I was too fierce just now, don't cry..."

Nakahara Masaharu rarely cried when he was a baby.

So it seems very strange to cry every day, and every time it makes Zhongyuan Zhongye feel like an enemy.

But Masaharu Nakahara would still sneak to West Street instead of going in, just stand on the roof and watch.

Because he could see the chaos there.

Compared with other areas of Leibo Street, there will be more struggles on West Street. There are casinos in it, and several illegal organizations live there. They are extremely dangerous, but they hide the rare dying people in the eyes of Masaharu Nakahara. .

The four-year-old Masaharu Nakahara has no clear logic and judgment, and no pursuit of life. Like a brainwashed child, he has only one thought: to increase the time that is about to be cleared.

Darryl was still bewitching behind him all the time, "Did you see that man, he's going to die—"

The god of death seems to have taken on the task of guiding and educating, telling Masaharu Nakahara what to do and what to think.

"But it was a fight between adults, how can I save him?"

"Tch, you in the previous life wouldn't hesitate because of this." Daryl stepped on, "So children are really troublesome, and everything has to start from scratch."

"You always mention my last life, but you don't tell me the details when I ask."

"After all, you can't say it. You have to wait until you think about it."

But no matter how aggressive he was, Masaharu Nakahara did not step into West Street.

He listened to Chuya's words and kept them firmly in his heart.

But children are still too weak on Leibo Street. The group of children can still take care of each other, but once they are alone, it is extremely dangerous.

Central Plains Masaharu was taken away.

He didn't go to a dangerous place, but just squatted on the ground with a branch to write at the gate of the sheep's base.

He was snatched from under the nose of the sheep in an open and aboveboard manner.

Unlike other children, he didn't panic to the point of being overwhelmed, but immediately yelled, "Chuya—!"

In the next second, his mouth was covered, and the man who took him pinched him under his armpit, and his arm hurt so badly.

"You are really a suitcase that is easy to move. It seems that everyone will use this posture when they come." Darryl followed him behind him. Although it was weird, Yazhi did feel a certain sense of reassurance that someone was with him. "Only your elder brother will hold you with serious and gentle hands."

The man ran very fast, faster than Masaharu's imagination. After a few breaths, the shadow of the base was no longer visible. He let go of the hand covering Masaharu, and took the time to lift the child up.

Masaharu Nakahara tried his best to keep his voice steady, "Where are you taking me?"

"Huh? Why don't you howl?" The man looked at him, "I just wanted to hear what you would howl."

"If you don't call your companions, unrelated passers-by will not help." Masaharu Nakahara held his arm to protect himself from some pressure, "Am I being targeted?"

"That's right, because your skin is good, and some people buy delicate and fair skin at a high price."

Masaharu Nakahara was stunned.

There was some fear in his eyes, and he realized that he had encountered the worst situation.

It's not trafficking, it's not child labor, it's his organs.

In the chaotic era, many people did illegal things, as long as they could not be found out by the police, they would not be punished in any way.However, there are many professionals who know how to avoid the eyes of the police.

"Have you been following me since early on?"

"I fell in love with you when I passed by, because you are really outstanding." The man grinned, "Don't worry, I won't flay you alive, I will anesthetize you first, then let you bleed, and then..."

Does this person have any hobbies? Why tell a child the whole process of killing him?

Masaharu Nakahara listened with a pale face, then pulled another lock of hair and threw it on the ground.

Today is a fine day with no wind.

***

Because he was afraid that the sheep would not find him, Masaharu Zhongyuan almost bald himself.

He was thrown into a warehouse, and to his surprise, there was also a child inside.

The child looked three or four years older than Masaharu. He was wearing almost nothing, and there was no blemish on his bare skin. His expression was numb and desperate. Masaharu Nakahara only noticed the countdown timer immediately above his head.

Suddenly, Masaharu's arm was lifted up, "You have scars on your joints, so it's really annoying for children to run and jump."

It is a bad case.

Turns out I wasn't the only victim.

Masaharu Nakahara suddenly realized,

He doesn't read newspapers or watch TV, so he has little information about many things happening in society, but since the victim is related to a child with parents and relatives, at least it can be exposed and become a major social case.

"Aren't you aware of what happened?" Seeing that Masaharu Nakahara's state was not affected, the man was puzzled instead. He pointed to the child in the corner, "You should learn from your predecessors."

There should be an expression of terrified collapse.

Masaharu Nakahara glared at him,

The man seemed to find it interesting, and touched Yazhi's head in a good mood, "I'll deal with you tonight, I still have something to do now."

He changed his coat and was about to go out. He deliberately raised the key in front of Yazhi's eyes, "If you can escape from here, I will let you go."

He slammed the heavy iron door shut and left humming a shapeless tune.

Masaharu Nakahara immediately moved to the crack of the door and looked out.

"It's useless." The child in the house said, "This iron door can only be opened from the outside, and it's very heavy. My friend and I tried it."

Nakahara Masaharu tensed up, "So there were already victims before you?"

The child nodded, his lips were so dry that his skin cracked, "He won't give us food, and soon we will be too hungry."

Masaharu Nakahara unbuttoned his pants,

Child in the corner: "...what are you doing?"

"pee."

Concise and concise.

"Maybe someone will notice it. If any wild dogs are attracted, there must always be some traces."

Darryl: "..."

She couldn't bear to look directly at her and turned her head, "vulgar."

Masaharu Nakahara sneered, "I'm about to die, do you still have the heart to laugh at me?"

He wandered around the warehouse for a long time, but found nothing useful.Nakahara Masaharu finally sat in the corner opposite the other child, listless.

In fact, Masaharu Nakahara does not have much sense of reality.

This life is too short, he has never seen the farther world, his concept of family is also vague, death is extremely strange to him.

"What happens when I die, start the next life?" he asked Darryl.

The children in the room thought Yazhi was talking to him, and replied, "How can a person have a next life?"

"Yes, because people have souls."

"Then did this criminal follow the path of an animal when he was reincarnated?"

"It's also possible." Masaharu Nakahara thought about it seriously, "He will be punished in hell first, and he will be reincarnated after his sins are cleared. It's hard to say whether he can be reincarnated as an adult."

"hell?"

"It should be a fair place."

After a while, Masaharu Nakahara heard crying.

The child choked up and said, "Why do you have to go to hell to get justice?"

Masaharu Nakahara didn't know how to comfort him. For the first time, he felt as helpless as his brother, "Maybe we won't die either. My companions will find out that I'm lost and come to rescue me."

The sheep have recently made a rule that they will not allow anyone to invade their territory and harm their companions.

"My parents must have known that I was lost, but they couldn't find me." The boy said in a low voice, "This criminal hid us so deeply that even the police couldn't find me."

"The police can't find it, but a detective can."

An exceptionally clear voice came from outside the door.

Masaharu Nakahara immediately got up and got into the pile of debris. In the next second, there was a flash of white light, and then there was the harsh sound of iron sheets collapsing.

Masaharu Nakahara looked out from the gap in the pile of groceries, and could only see two shadows, one tall and one short.

The knife in the tall man's hand was shining with a dazzling cold light, and the short boy was wearing clothes with a small shawl, and he seemed to be from a good family.

This is what Masaharu Nakahara paid attention to.

"Come out, you are already saved." The young man who took a step forward stretched out his arms, with a smile on his lips, his eyes swept across the room, and the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, "One step too late, there are already victims gone."

He was so angry that he was about to jump, "So why didn't the police ask me to investigate this matter earlier, by the time I happened to find out, it would be too late."

Who?

Masaharu Nakahara shrank inside and dared not go out.

He thought he was hiding very well, but suddenly he met those emerald green eyes,

"Okay, come out quickly, you already know that we are not bad people."

Masaharu Nakahara poked his head out, "Even if it's not a flayer, it might be some other pervert."

"Flayer? You named that guy." The boy put his hands on his hips, "But it's too rude, how can you say that a detective is a pervert?"

Different from his childish performance, although the aura of the white-haired man beside him cannot be ignored, he is obviously more mature and calm, "It's all right now, you are saved."

The two walked into the room, and the child sitting in the corner stood up as if he had reacted. The tears that had just stopped poured out again, and he stumbled towards the man. Perhaps in his opinion, adults are more lethal. He feels safe.

But he was too weak, and he fell forward as soon as his legs and feet were weak. The man quickly supported him,

"Thank you." The boy apologized sobbingly. It should be because he was too flustered. He never gave others a look from the beginning to the end.

Edogawa Ranpo: "..."

Edogawa Ranbu turned his face aside, muttering something in dissatisfaction.

Masaharu Nakahara came to him and said softly, "Thank you."

The young man regained his energy immediately, both disappointment and happiness were evident on his face, "After all, you have tried so hard to ask for help, I can't just sit idly by."

"For help?"

"Does your scalp not hurt?"

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

He was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, "Am I going to be bald?"

This face-changing speed was so fast that Edogawa Ranbu was caught off guard. He looked at Masaharu Nakahara and said to himself as if he understood something, "...Even though he is a little clever, he is still as uncertain as a child... ..."

Masaharu Nakahara sniffed, "I'm going home."

"Stay here and your brother will come to find you too."

"But he will be anxious for longer." Masaharu Nakahara has his own set of logical thinking, "If I rush back now, he will be able to see me earlier, and he will be more at ease earlier."

"..."

Edogawa Ranpo was silent for a while.

He was not silent for no reason, but quietly observed Nakahara Masaharu, as if he knew him better than Masaharu himself.

"Do you like your brother very much?"

"Does this question make sense?"

"Do you want to be with my brother forever?"

Although it was a bit inexplicable for him to say without a preface, Masaharu Nakahara nodded seriously, "In my opinion, family members should always be together."

Then he saw the boy pursed his lips and showed a shallow smile,

"If you go back from now, you will definitely meet your brother."

"It's safe along the way, don't worry."

As he said, Masaharu Nakahara did run into Chuya Nakahara on the way.

But beyond his expectation, Zhong Yuan Zhong was also beating the man who took him away.

The boy kicked him into the ground, the sound of his fists hitting his flesh was trembling, while the sheep's children stood aside dumbfounded.

Masaharu Nakahara joined the onlookers, stuttering and asking about the situation, "Why, what's the matter?"

"Chuya has learned to use supernatural powers!" Shirase said excitedly, his eyes flashed strangely, and then he suddenly realized, "Masaji, you are back?! Did you run out by yourself—"

"I was rescued."

Compared with Chuya's state, Masaharu Nakahara felt that the things he encountered were no big deal.

The whole body of the ocher-haired boy was covered with a layer of red light, and his brows were full of evil spirits. He kicked the man's face mercilessly, and two teeth flew out immediately.

"Zhong also almost beat him to death."

"It's better to be killed, what are the dregs of society doing?" Sheng Wu rolled his eyes, "These adults always look at us as a bully and act recklessly because of our age. Years of meals..."

"I'm not worried about that person...but it's better to leave this kind of thing to the police for execution."

"Huh?" Shogo looked at him in surprise, "Masaharu, what are you talking about, this is a good time for us to stand up." With an uncontrollable smile on his face, "With Chuya, No one dares to bully our 'sheep' any more."

"Yes!" Yuxing hid behind Shiraise, she didn't dare to open her eyes, but she felt relieved to listen with her ears, "As long as Zhong Ye becomes stronger, we 'sheep' don't need to hide like mice , we can form real organizations."

"Our future must be ten thousand times better than the present!"

Notwithstanding.

But Liwei can also have other ways.

It is also possible not to push my brother to the forefront.

Seeing that others agreed with the atrocities, Masaharu Nakahara rushed out by himself, and he shouted, "Brother!"

Just one sound made Zhong Yuan Zhong also stop, the young man turned his eyes in a trance, and the hostility around him suddenly extinguished,

He called tremblingly, "...Yazhi?"