"Brother Qiandao! Brother Qiandao... Go and persuade them! Brother Dong and Brother Shirase are quarreling... Wuwuwu..." A six-year-old child hiding on the edge ran over with snot and tears. He grabbed Furuzawa Qiandao's hand and said, "Sister Yuzi is taking care of the newcomers, but they won't listen..."
"I'm going to take a look. You wipe the dirt on your face first." Furuzawa Qiandao handed over a handkerchief - used for wiping off the dust she occasionally disliked. He patted her head perfunctorily and walked over.
The child who was already talking about trying to stop the fight saw him coming, and while getting out of the way, he told Furuzawa Qiandao about the situation in one sentence or another, and his face sank a little bit under these small pieces of news.
"As I said, I just went to watch the wind! I accidentally got a little closer!!" Shirase's voice suddenly rose. He turned his back to Furuzawa Qiandao, and then he realized that the surroundings suddenly became quiet for a moment.
"You went to the center of the explosion, right, Shirase?" Furuzawa Qianjima's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring the person so much that he almost jumped up on the spot.
"Brother Qiandao." Shirase felt guilty and did not dare to look at him, but he did not feel that there was anything wrong in doing so. He just turned his head to the side unconvinced.
Furuzawa Qianjima's eyes swept over Shirase and then fell on Dong. He put his hands on his hips and his face turned red and white with anger. If it weren't for the children arguing on both sides, he would have gone up to fight Shirase.
After that, his eyes fell on Yuzi, who was alone around him. She seemed to be bandaging someone. The figure with her back slightly to him happened to have ocher-red hair.
And the moment he noticed the sight and turned to look at each other, his face was revealed, and he also happened to have a pair of clear lake-blue eyes.
——Nakahara Chuuya, Shirase still picked up the sheep.
Although based on the current situation, at first glance it seemed that Shirase had rescued the child he met halfway, but upon closer inspection, the wounds on Nakahara Chuuya's body were more like scrapes and scratches caused by his own collision.
Furuzawa Qianjima didn't look at the confused and curious Nakahara Chuuya (eight-year-old version) for too long. He just looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and started to solve the incident in front of him.
"Qiandao said not to go there during this period, right?" Yuzi frowned, rarely showing his sharp side, "What's more, Shirase, you brought more than one member there... just in case you meet on the way. The port mafia or some other danger, who is responsible for their lives and yours?”
Dong Zai finally calmed down and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I don't know who it is during this period. I even left my own affairs today and asked Qian Dao to do it, just to take a look at that person who has nothing left." Are you thinking that with more people you can share the responsibility? I didn’t use this little cleverness three years ago.”
Shirase was shocked and lowered his head stiffly, not looking at the person running behind him.
"That, that's because..." He murmured and defended himself: "I have thought about this, and haven't they all come back safely? And if it weren't for me, that child would have almost died there! "
"What's the reason, Shirase? What do you want to do there?" Furuzawa Qiandao said in a calm tone, sounding particularly calm, "You went to the center of the explosion, right, but we have already explored the periphery before. I also learned from other people that it used to be a secret address of the military..."
"If I'm not mistaken, I want to go there to see if there are any weapons I can pick up, right." He changed his voice and said firmly, raising his eyes to stare at Shirase.
He did not raise his eyes, and squeezed the hands hanging by his sides tightly. The other children turned their eyes away and did not dare to look at each other when Furuzawa Qiandao glanced over at him - this was already the acquiescence.
"Weapon?! A gun or something like that?!" Dong's eyes widened, his expression obviously full of suspicion and a hint of surprise, "Are you sure, Shirase?"
"Dong!" Yuzi called him.
But this gave Shirase a signal that could be explained. He immediately reacted and followed the idea and explained confidently: "Yes! So what! You have also seen it during this time, right? The Mafia is also an ordinary person, so As long as ordinary people have weapons in their hands, they can protect themselves! I...I just want to give everyone a surprise!"
Furuzawa Qiandao took a deep breath, feeling that all his efforts during this period seemed to be in vain, but he still convinced himself not to act rashly.
Compared with other organizations that were attacked during this period, it seems that Sheep itself has the strength to survive alone, which makes them overestimate themselves for a while... Furthermore, things like arms/fire are not that easy to get. Even the port mafia would recycle the weapons when clearing the area after every firefight. How could they be picked up by others?
"So, the weapon was not found and the child was picked up on the way back, right?" Furuzawa Qiandao asked him.
Shirase nodded, "I found a few guns, but they couldn't be used... This guy followed us nearby, so he just brought them back. Anyway, we can now raise sheep."
That being said, no one has any objection to the addition of members, but if there is no reasonable solution to Shirase's behavior today, other members will follow suit in the future and do things like "I am thinking about the sheep" to perfectly avoid the problem. .
"Besides...haven't there been homeless people moving in one after another? If they don't have any problems, then it means there is no danger in the central area." He already showed an indifferent attitude and spread his hands.
Furuzawa Qiandao looked at Dong and asked: "If it is to obtain weapons to protect the sheep, do you think it is okay to let other members run to dangerous places without preparation?"
"As for this...haven't you said before that wealth can be found in danger..." Dong stood on Shirase's side.
"What about you? If there are dangerous places where you can pick up weapons in the future, you don't know if you will be in danger, and you don't have any means to protect yourself...will you still do this?" Furuzawa Qiandao looked at this Among the children who acted together for the first time, some of them were less than ten years old.
They looked at each other for a while, then nodded, "We will be more careful next time, Brother Qiandao..."
Yuzi sighed, then stepped forward and patted Furuzawa Qiandao on the shoulder, shook his head and whispered: "Forget it... they don't know anything at all, just give them more advice in the future."
"...Okay." Furuzawa Qiandao was silent for a while. He did not continue to ask, but changed the topic and said: "In this case, then such dangerous actions in the future still need to be discussed, right? At least it can still make people If you know what you have done, you won’t risk going around looking for it.”
"I think... it would be better to set up an internal ten-person meeting with representative rights."
After he finished speaking, he stared indifferently at the people who were loudly agreeing. Shirase was particularly enthusiastic about this. Yuxing and Yuu were just booing, but they had a faint intention of siding with Shirase.
It seems that they still have to be kicked hard by reality to know how dangerous this is... You know, Nakahara Chuuya has just been picked up now, and he has not even revealed his supernatural powers.
Obviously, the initial thought was just to survive, to live one more day...but now it's different.
Furuzawa Qiandao heard them start to make noises about the power within the children's group. He turned around and nodded to the worried Yuzi, "Is that okay? Leave this child to me first... I just finished inspecting the area and want to go Take a rest upstairs."
He will no longer take the initiative to interfere with the sheep's actions in the future. Anger is one of the reasons, but more importantly, he wants to see if they will find a way to solve the problem themselves when they encounter danger in the future.
——I am not their nanny. When I encounter problems, I have to learn to solve them myself.
Yuzi didn't stop him, just thinking that he needed to calm down - even she herself felt a little angry for these young but arrogant children, but she knew how to read the atmosphere so that she would not make decisions that were contrary to this group.
It might have been possible before, but now a flock of more than seventy people has formed a small society, which seems to be unacceptable.
The second floor is a rest area specially developed after being abandoned. It is said to be the second floor, but it is actually more similar to the Datong Shop formed by simply repairing the abandoned and dilapidated walkways. The areas for boys and girls are separated by old objects such as wooden boxes. .
Because it was originally a long and narrow corridor, the neatly opened rows of windows could still see the situation on the first floor from top to bottom, and also facilitated the usual guards.
After Furuzawa Qiandao came up with eight-year-old Nakahara Chuuya, he placed him where there was still space.
"You wait here first, I'll get the cushions, quilts and pillows..."
"What happened just now? A quarrel?" Nakahara Chuya suddenly spoke, startling Furuzawa Qiandao who guessed that he might not have recalled the language module.
However, does he now think that it was himself that caused the quarrel just now?
Nakahara Chuuya's bright and clear eyes were full of uneasiness and nervousness. He looked up at Furuzawa Qiandao. He suddenly remembered something and quickly introduced himself: "Well, my name... should be Nakahara Chuuya."
"Hello, my name is Furuzawa Qiandao. What happened just now was not because of you, so there is no need to feel uneasy or guilty about it." Furuzawa Qiandao said, turning his head and continuing to look for things.
He climbed up to the box on one side, opened it from the top, pulled out the things inside, and then jumped off the top again.
"Rather, it's mainly Shirase - the person who brought you back. We were angry with him for approaching the danger without permission." Furuzawa Senjima handed a pillow to Nakahara Chuuya while paying attention to his feet and lifting his legs to lift the cushion. As soon as he moved, he raised his hand and unfolded the quilt.
Zhongyuan Zhongya looked at him with some confusion, "Are you... worried about them?"
In his vague memory, there seems to be someone who is worried about him. Is it the "parents" that Shirase told him before?
"Yes, although there is almost no blood relationship between all the members here, they are similar to family members," Furuza Qiandao explained to him, turned around and sat on it, "I think so now... After all, Hui This is how Sister Ma treats me, treats me like a family member, so I won't die due to an accident or anything else."
Something strange...
Zhongyuan Zhong also thought of this. Currently, he only had the memory of wandering alone after waking up, but he was also a little... envious of such a close family-like relationship?
He couldn't seem to describe it himself.
"Sister Huima?" Nakahara Chuuya simply followed Furuzawa Qiandao's example and sat next to her.
"Yes, but she was already dead because of illness. I actually died once that day, but my life was harder. Others who survived the sheep got the medicine." Furuzawa Qiandao said indifferently, saying nothing about this .
"Ah, I..." Even an eight-year-old child understands that anything about "death" is not a good thing.
"The sheep have saved my life, but I don't think I have to be tolerant in everything."
He stood up, lowered his eyelids and stared at the helpless Nakahara Chuuya, and said: "Don't be sorry for this, people are dying every day in this world, and people are losing important people every day. Accepting the death of others is a piece of cake." Good thing."
However, no one wants to lose anyone...
Zhongyuan Zhongya stared at those unusually calm cobalt blue eyes, and some emotions that he didn't know at all - maybe he understood because of his past experiences, were spreading inside, but there was nothing similar to sadness.
He was a little strange and curious, because Furuzawa Qiandao seemed to have "accepted the death of an important person" as he said, but why he felt strange and curious was impossible to trace because of the lack of memory.
