Why aren't people raising me

"Are you all right? Are you uninjured?"

Catching the child who was rushing towards him, Nakahara Chuya still held a few strands of white hair tightly in his hands,

Masaharu Nakahara buried his head in his arms, "I was not injured, I was rescued by the detective."

"detective?"

"He found the clues I left, and found me before you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his eyelids with a gloomy expression, "Sorry, I didn't protect you in the first place."

He has a strong sense of responsibility, and the way he shows his feelings is also enthusiastic.

Compared with the calmness a few years later, Zhong Yuanzhong was actually a little irritable and impatient when he was young, but he never deceived others and treated the sheep wholeheartedly.

Masaharu Nakahara apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I was playful and didn't pay attention to protecting myself."

At the end of that incident, the criminal was sent to the police station.

Because Yazhi said that this person was involved in other children, so the case may have been filed.Shogo immediately thought of the possibility of a bounty.

Nakahara Chuya became the center of the sheep after that day. The children surrounded him, praised him, and wanted Chuya to demonstrate his supernatural powers again with admiration, curiosity and a bit of fear.

In the eyes of some people, the Central Plains has also gained a lot of limelight.

But the pressure he bears is not small. After exercising violence with different abilities, Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that he is stronger than many people. This strength can give his organization a foothold and allow him to protect his beloved, so he Find more opportunities to train your abilities.

No one teaches, so I explore and learn by myself.

His physical skills are not innately strong, but obtained from actual combat with others.

His ability has advanced by leaps and bounds, and the wounds are also superimposed in direct proportion, and he often suffers from pain until he cannot sleep at night.

In retrospect, Masaharu seemed to take care of him the most during that time.

Nakahara also turned over in his sleep once, and suddenly met Masaharu's wide eyes,

He was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness, and said in a low voice, "Yazhi? Why didn't you sleep?"

"I see you are in pain, you may need to change your medicine."

"The medicine has been changed, you go to sleep."

"Oh."

Masaharu Nakahara woke up inexplicably one night, and found that the bed next to him was empty. He sat up in shock, and sure enough, Nakahara Nakahara was gone.

There was no movement, and Zhong Yuanzhong also slipped out by himself.

Masaharu Nakahara didn't even wear a coat, and sneaked out on an autumn night.

"Where did he go?" Yazhi asked Daryl,

Darryl put his two skeleton hands behind his head, "I won't tell you."

"Have you been to West Street?"

"How do you know...tsk."

Masaharu Nakahara went to West Street, "Why did he sneak out alone?"

Darryl said indifferently, "Ask him."

In fact, Masaharu Nakahara had a vague suspicion, and he felt that Nakahara Nakahara was also going to take revenge.

Because there is an illegal organization in West Street that is particularly tyrannical, anyone who blocks the way of its members will be beaten up, even the children are not spared, two of them accidentally provoked them, and they were discounted by two leg.

He ran to West Street, and climbed up to the hidden roof. With a superior view, he also saw Shirase and Shogo lying on their stomachs, as well as the not-so-close elder Kuwada Ya.

Masaharu Nakahara took a breath, "Is this a plan?"

Was it discussed by the older children in Yangli?

Soon, there were gunshots and screams in the silent night. The noise lasted for 5 minutes, but no one around went out to check.

"What are you panicking about?" Darryl was very disdainful of his neurotic appearance, "The little devil has a long life, he can live for a long time, and those children in the sheep don't seem to be short-lived."

She was right.

Except for a few young ones, the children of the sheep can survive to adulthood.

"Chung Ye's identity... is it going to change?"

The identity of a person with different abilities makes something different. Masaharu Nakahara can’t tell what it is. It may be that the division of combat power between ordinary people will create a gap in people’s hearts. It may be the right to speak between the strong and the weak. It's not equal at all, it may be that the companions who get along with each other suddenly become strange one day.

The Central Plains has also become prominent, even slightly out of place.

Another 10 minutes later, something crashed,

That was the sound of people being kicked into the wall and the wall collapsing.

"Good job!" Shirase clenched his fists excitedly, and he stood up loudly, "In this way, the spoils of this organization belong to us—!"

The spoils of illegal organizations: equipment, bullets, medicines, food, money, and perhaps territory.

"Chuya did a really good job." Shogo also smiled very happily, as if the haze accumulated for many years was swept away, "Now we have a weapon to protect ourselves!"

A few of them clapped their hands and cheered on the roof, and Masaharu Nakahara climbed down and ran into the organization's base.

"Did someone go in just now?"

"You read it wrong, who will come out to watch the fun at night?"

"I saw it too...is that Yazhi?"

"Jaji?!"

Masaharu Nakahara skimmed over the ruins and several dying people, and ran straight to Nakahara Nakahara.

Because of his inexperience in fighting, Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have been beaten on the head, and the blood was gurgling from the temple, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"Jaji?!"

Seeing the white-haired child running towards him, Nakahara Chuya's expression could be called horrified,

"What are you here for? How did you find out—"

As the figure approached, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "Why aren't you wearing a coat, it's so cold now."

Nakahara Masaharu tripped over someone's arm, he got up by himself, then glanced at the blood on his knee,

"I'm hurt again..."

"It's okay, now we have medicine." Zhong also said with a smile, "Not only that, we no longer need to live in a dilapidated house, and we don't need to go hungry."

When he just fell down, he didn't feel much pain. Masaharu Nakahara quickly came to Chuya Nakahara before he became limping. He patted the ashes on the boy's clothes, and Nakahara Nakahara bent down slightly Cooperate with him, "It doesn't matter, just wash it tomorrow."

"What about this?" Nakahara Masaharu pointed to the blood on his face,

"Just apply the potion."

Masaharu Nakahara sniffed his nose.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed at him, "Look, it's freezing."

"No." Masaharu Nakahara said slowly, "I'm a little sad."

"sad?"

"Why is Zhong Ye avenging the sheep inside, but Shogo and the others are watching outside."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes slightly in a daze, "...because... I am stronger than them." He rubbed Masaharu's head, "What are you thinking, we are companions and family members, no one is wronged, It’s all about working for our common future.”

Masaharu Nakahara said, "Oh."

It doesn't mean that I don't understand.

Zhong Yuanzhong also squatted down, "Come on, I'll carry you back to sleep, your legs are bleeding profusely now."

"Chuya is bleeding profusely."

"Oh yes, I suddenly discovered something." Zhong Yuanzhong also had a serious face, "Masaharu, did you call me by my name? You should call me brother."

Because he was injured, Masaharu Nakahara changed his words smoothly, "Brother."

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Masaharu Nakahara looked at him quietly, "Brother, your smile is like the wind."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He touched Yazhi's forehead in horror, "Don't you have a fever? Why did you say such a thing suddenly? Where did you learn it?"

"In the composition of elementary school students."

"It's too much for you to learn and use..."

That night, Chuya Nakahara walked out of West Street with Masahar on his back.

"Am I heavy...I've grown taller recently." Yazhi leaned on his back and whispered,

"No, you forgot, I am the best at controlling gravity, and you are as light as a feather now."

Masaharu Nakahara shook his leg, "Why don't I feel lighter?"

He looked at the boy's side face that was gradually receding from his childishness, and heard his soft and clear voice, "I don't need to use my ability to memorize you."

They passed by Shirase Shogo and the others' hiding place on the way, and several half-grown boys rushed out happily, "Chuya! Did you get them all down!"

Although it was a question, their tone and demeanor didn't really care about the answer, and they had already determined the result.

One of them even touched Yazhi's head, "You kid, did you sneak out?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded to them,

Several people clenched their fists and made a gesture of victory, "Great! Let's go and see their assets."

"Isn't it more appropriate to use 'search' at this time?"

"It doesn't matter, it belongs to our sheep anyway."

Shirase stepped forward with his pockets in his pocket, and patted Chuya on the shoulder, "Thank you, Chuya."

They are genuinely happy,

Zhong Yuanzhong was also slightly taken aback, and also grinned, "After all, no one can bully the sheep."

"Hey, Chuya, are you injured?" Shirase noticed his wound, and he wiped the blood with a tissue, "Go back and find Xing to deal with it, she is worried about us, she probably hasn't slept yet. "

***

After that incident, Zhongyuan Zhong also became the leader of the sheep.

The child in the sheep obviously no longer flinched, and even drifted a little.

No one can do anything wrong in the sheep's territory, no one can hurt the members of the sheep,

The sheep expand their territory little by little. Although they say that they are passionate and brilliant, it is actually just a block. There are no fights, no illegal gambling, no chaos in the block. Similarly, people in the block can ask the sheep for help when they are oppressed. It's just that protection fees and the like still have to be collected.

"Take a good look at Masaharu, you have to be like this when you meet bad people." Shirase carried Masaharu to the person who just taught today, and taught himself with great interest, "Bah! This is spitting, you can still scold him two more times." Sentence, do you want me to teach you to swear? You don’t sound like you have any momentum when you speak, and you will be bullied.”

"Listen, there are a lot of swear words, with and without swear words. Those with swear words are easier to understand, such as bastard, lunatic, fool, scum, pig, scum... It is more difficult to use words without swear words, I guess you I can't learn it either."

The gray-haired boy's eyes were shining brightly, "After scolding the person, kick him twice." He set an example and kicked the person on the ground several times in the chest.

Masaharu Nakahara nodded frequently, and seemed to be listening seriously, "Oh, oh."

Shirase felt a sense of accomplishment, feeling that he had taught a talented student, "You should try it too."

Masaharu Nakahara adjusted his clothes like Shirase, hunched over a little, put his hands in his pockets, and cleared his throat, "You bastard——"

"Masaharu Central Plains!"

Not far away came the roar of Chuya from the Central Plains,

Nakahara Masaharu shrank behind Shirase immediately,

The sharp-eared Nakahara also found that someone was leading his younger brother, so he stood in front of Shirase and poked his head to look for Masaji who was shrunk back, "What are you hiding, come out." There was a bit of bluff and malice.

"I don't." Masaharu Nakahara hugged Shirase's thigh, "You will spank my ass."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "How long ago was that—"

Masaharu Nakahara shrank his neck, "I'm afraid."

"Come out, and I won't really hit you."

"Okay Chuya, you look very fierce now, Masaharu is still too young, so he is also timid." Shirase pulled his hand behind him and wrapped it around Masaharu's neck, "I'm just teaching him how to protect himself .”

Zhong Yuan raised his brows, "Shirose, does this look like protection? Isn't this causing trouble?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

"Yazhi doesn't need to learn these things. He is too good at imitating. If you try to teach him, you don't know what will happen..."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Masaharu Nakahara quickly came out and obediently admitted his mistake, "Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, I just think it's funny. Brother Shirase, brother Nakaya, I know you are all thinking of me, thank you very much .”

Shiraise's skin got goosebumps, "Why are you so nervous, you suddenly thanked me all of a sudden?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little uncomfortable, he changed the subject seriously, "Masaharu, don't provoke others casually, the first thing you should do when you encounter a bad person is to run away."

As the youngest of the sheep, Masaharu Nakahara was favored at the age of six.

Others have grown into teenagers, and the living conditions of the organization have improved a lot. Raising a child is no longer a drag, but an adjustment of life.

Watch him grow up every day, watch his personality gradually emerge, watch him believe what he says, and imagine what he will look like in the future.

It's just that they still don't have the heart and intimacy with Masaharu. Nakahara Masaharu is very sensitive to emotions and can distinguish these things clearly.

Then, Masaharu Nakahara's all-time "goodwill" began to show.

His too small physique prevented him from saving others by force. He tried twice, trying to end the dispute between the two organizations through his cleverness.

Yes, the most common death node is the fight between two illegal organizations.

They may kill for territory, for money, or for their companions, but the result will never be good, it just adds more casualties.

Masaharu Nakahara failed the first time he intervened, but he was lucky and was not discovered, so he got himself involved the second time.

"So stupid." Darryl scolded him. "It's so stupid. If you find someone to kill the leader of that organization with a gun, no one will have the heart to continue this fight."

But Masaharu Nakahara does not have Darryl's ability to come and go freely. She can figure out the terrain early on and know the context of everyone's death. Masaharu Nakahara can only see that someone is about to die.

"I don't want to either." When someone from an illegal organization grabbed the collar and lifted it up, Masaharu Nakahara felt a sense of hatred in his heart.

"I don't want to save them either. Why do I have to save them? Yes, I was stupid and put myself in it. In the final analysis, I am not capable enough, and I am too impatient."

He is clearly aware of his own shortcomings, and he knows that he has not grown enough to save others.

However, there is always something chasing after his head like a urging, telling him that someone is suffering in hell and you have to save him.

So he is impatient.

So he was reckless,

And because a large number of dying people were standing in front of him, he made a wrong judgment.

The second time, it was Zhongyuan Zhongye who fell from the sky and rescued him.

At that time, the person holding his collar shook him impatiently, "What are you muttering about?"

Nakahara Masaharu felt a little dizzy due to his rough treatment, and was thrown on the ground in the next second. When he got up from the ground, he was hit by the cold muzzle of the gun on his forehead.

For a while, no shots were fired,

His companion urged him, "What's the matter, what are you dawdling about?"

"This kid has a blue ribbon on his wrist and is a member of that boy self-defense group 'Sheep'."

"What kind of organization is that? I've never heard of it. If you kill him, will you still be soft-hearted?"

The finger on the trigger was about to bend, and the person holding the gun was kicked out entirely.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also so angry that he was about to lose his mind. Even if everyone pointed a gun at him, he didn't show the slightest timidity. He was so angry that he laughed out of breath, "It seems that the reputation of sheep is still too small."

That illegal organization, and even its hostile organizations, were all turned upside down by the Central Plains Central Committee.

Deprived of their weapons and money, Nakahara also took off a person's mask, "Oh, foreigners?"

There are countless stowaways in Yokohama.

"Will you be deported if you hand it over to the police?"

"But they're not all foreigners."

"Masaharu, if these people don't die, they will come to take revenge." Zhong Yuan also stepped on someone's chest, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Masaharu with heavy eyes, "Although I know your kindness, they don't know how many people have in their hands." Human blood."

Masaharu Nakahara's "kindness" is well-known in Yangli.

The other members would laugh at him for being young, for his unsatisfactory life, and for not being able to see the suffering in the world.

"I didn't stop you." Nakahara Masaharu said to him, "I don't have bad intentions."

They also shot mercilessly.

Then those bullets were bounced back when they approached Zhongye in the Central Plains, and they deserved it.

Nakahara Zhong also walked up to him, "Ask me before you want to do something. We are family members, and we have to bear the weight of our wishes together."

"I just want to save people who still have value."

still have value.

What is a person who is still valuable?

Masaharu Nakahara has thought about this issue.

Darryl whispered in his ear every day, "Look, the people you save are thieves, robbers, and murderers. They have fallen so far. They don't work or live hard. They just hang around and envy the ugly. I can’t see how other people are doing well.”

Darryl was right.

but……

"Bah!" Masaharu Nakahara's expression at this time was very similar to Shirase.

Darryl clutched his chest as if his heart had been pierced, "You...how did you become like this! You used to be an elegant boy!"

"Can Mr. Fengya be eaten as a meal? Didn't Mr. Fengya scold you?"

"I was asked by you, thank you, boy!"

Due to environmental restrictions, Masaharu Zhongyuan really rescued some people at the bottom of society, the scum from the public's perspective.

But is the scum a scum from the start?

Because he put himself in the position of a "savior", Masaharu Nakahara felt as if he was holding a steelyard with both hands.

On the one hand is the evil that man does, and on the other is his good.

What he cannot do by himself, he can only seek the help of the strong.

"Am I going too far?" He asked Chuya Nakahara,

They just caught a middle-aged man who committed suicide by jumping off a building. Of course, Zhongye did it alone, and Zhongye was resting.

"What is too much?" Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to find his entanglement amused, "From the perspective of others, I did a good deed. From my perspective, I helped my brother fulfill his wish, and I didn't let Zhi With his brains he put himself in danger."

"I'm not straight-headed."

"Yes, you are an incomprehensible fool who has turned eighteen corners."

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

Masaharu Nakahara pursed his lips,

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Masaharu emphasized, "I didn't cry, I was strong."

"Pfft hahahahaha..."

"Chuya, you are laughing at me."

"You should call me brother."

"Didn't I treat you as a tool?" Masaharu Nakahara was still a little bit sorry.

Nakahara also stopped in his tracks. He turned his eyes, put one hand on the back of Masaharu's head, pressed his forehead against him, and stared straight at him from a very close distance.

"Don't frame my love with other reasons, don't add any unnecessary imagination to it."

Masaharu Nakahara stared at him blankly, his head froze with a bang.

He just responded, "Oh, oh."

***

Later, Masaharu Nakahara found a checkmate at the sheep's base.

Yazhi knew that man, he lived on the south side a few streets away from Yang, and he was in tatters.

He sneaked into Yang's base and stole Shogo's small treasury, and Shogo was going to kill him.

"Stealing money is just a cover. He has figured out the terrain of our base, our numbers and weapon configuration, so he can leak our information, and our sheep will be in danger!" With a gun that was too big, he said sharply, "Maybe he has poisoned our water, maybe he is guarding other organizations."

The sheep that are not on duty are all here, and most of them are onlookers, because as long as there is a leader in the flock, it is good.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat on a wooden box and didn't say a word.

"I don't! I'm just too poor. I've already entered your room. I can shoot you with a gun, but I don't! I don't know any illegal organization..." The man justified, his eyes were full of fear There is also hatred, "You can say that I am a thief, but I have never done other things..."

"Tell them so much what to do." His companion looked indifferent, "Don't look at them as children, they are also children with guns. They are just a group of executioners."

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, "Okay, hit them too, just drive them away."

"Chuya!" Shirase was startled, "Are you going to let him go?"

Nakahara Chuya stood up, "Then what else can I do?"

Shogo's hands trembled, his eyebrows struggled, "I won't let go, he said that he would not reveal the secret, can you believe this kind of words? They will only backtrack. This is Leibo Street, how can there be any good people—"

"I've heard a story that Masaharu told me." Nakahara Nakahara pressed Shogo's gun, his voice was calm,

"There is a child who has excellent grades since he was a child. He was even the class monitor in junior high school. He respected his teachers and cared for his classmates. Everyone liked him very much. After graduating from university, he failed to start a business. He fell into poverty and owed a lot of debt. He didn't have the courage to commit suicide. , couldn’t pay the rent, and felt that only the slums could be his shelter. So he cut off contact with his parents and hid himself like an escape.”

The man with a numb expression was stunned, trembling uncontrollably, there was a strange look in his raised eyes, as if Chuya's words had lifted his memory,

"How do you know this..."

"I don't know, Yazhi told me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked to his side, looked at him slightly with lowered eyes,

"Actually, I don't care much about these things. After all, it has nothing to do with me. I don't think I can have much influence on a person's life or death."

"Jazhi likes to read books and listen to stories, and always wants to know everything thoroughly. In his eyes, it seems that a person's good and evil are hard to determine."

The ochre-haired boy rubbed the back of his head, as if feeling troubled and embarrassed,

"But he has a saying that I quite agree with."

"Jaji said: Don't forget what kind of person you were before."

You were excellent before, and you were expected to have a bright future.

Even if there is an accident later, even if it becomes mediocre later, even if there is a period of self-defeating,

"Arge said—"

"He used to be the most trustworthy kid, and everyone liked him very much."

When life is not over, everything is still possible.

So don't give up easily.