"Conan, I heard that your mother is sick. I hope she'll get well soon. Here, this is some of our left over last night. Don't worry, it's still edible."Conan took the styrofoam that Mrs. Jones was handling. He can say that she was their only neighbor who really have the heart to help others."Thank you, Mrs. Jones. This is well appreciated." Conan bowed his head in gratitude.The lady waved her hand in the air. Everyone knows what happened days ago and Mrs. Jones felt sorry for the whole family."Go now and feed your mother and sister."It was already dark when Conan arrived in their house. It was dark and silent. He felt a pang inside his chest. It's been almost a week when the cops came and declared the captivity of Garou Morata. They haven't heard any news yet if they had found him but that's likely to happen.Since then, Agnes felt seriously ill and been staying in bed. Emma on the other hand was still in state of shock. She tends to cry whenever she remembered that she doesn't ha

Three days had passed and Conan was still unconscious. Mrs. Jones took him in their home upon hearing the incident.She felt sorry for him for all the bad luck that occured to his family in the past days. She didn't know how to cheer him up once he woke up."Mom, is he dead? Why isn't he waking up yet?""Sssshh! You saw what happened and it's reasonable that he's still unconscious. Those men didn't even spare the poor kid."Mrs. Jones eyes landed to the collar around Conan's neck. She sighed. This isn't a new sight to her. There was almost a hundred of people who were wearing the same collar as him in their area. The only difference was that it didn't came from the same organization.Their life was far beyond hard. It was lucky for a family to eat twice a day.The government had turned their backs to them as they don't see any value of them anymore. Just like garbage, they were the City's leftovers.Some people who live here used to stay before in the City. But due to high competition

And hour after that, Conan's body felt heavy. His breath felt hot like he was catching a fever.He was now in the dump site together with some kids but he felt the urgency to go home and just lay on his bed. He couldn't take anymore the feeling and just decided to rest for the whole day. He can't understand what he was feeling. His body was extremely burning but his head was fine. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He doesn't have a fever yet his body was on fire. Conan groaned when a blistering heat strike his lower belly. It was annoyingly uncomfortable but there's a faint tingling sensation on it.Maybe he was having a different kind of diarrhea? Maybe milk doesn't sit well to his stomach?Conan curled into sleep for hours. He fluttered his eyes open when he heard a knock on the door. He checked the time. It's already getting dark. He was feeling better now and his body felt energized."Coming!"He strode to the door and opened it. Lisa, one of Mrs. Jones daughter was standi

Conan blinked his eyes and saw old man Poro. He was holding a baseball bat and the armed man who was holding the little girl had now fallen on the ground, unconscious or rather dead."What the... You bastard!" Before the other man could shot him, Conan forced himself to kicked the gun. It fell to the ground and old man Poro took that chance to finished him off."Conan, hurry and get up!""It hurts so much! I don't think I can walk!" He cried while trying to stood up. His right leg was numb in pain and his body was trembling."You can! Stop being a wimp!"Old man Poro was in hurry to help him stopped his leg from bleeding. He was in rush as he kept on checking the situation."Who are they? What do they want from us? What will happen after this? They're going to destroy everything! We need to—"Old man Poro grabbed his arm and breathed heavily. "I don't know what they want but they are taking kids and teens at your age."His eyes widened. "F-For what?"He didn't answered his question i