The Girl Looking Strong But Actually Fragile

However, Kazuya was more rational after all. After comforting her, he was still eager to solve practical problems. "Don't you save the money?"

The cost of treating Naotaka and raising five children is not a small sum. There is obviously no direct source of income at present, so they can only rely on savings. Savings are originally meant to cope with unexpected events in life.

Haruka was hiding here like a ball. She must be unable to get the money.

Haruka picked at the wooden floor unconsciously and murmured: "Mom spent a lot of money on treatment before, and the family doesn't have much savings. Even if it can barely pay for the current medical expenses, the family will lose the source of income. I don't know where to look for long-term medical, living, and schooling expenses... If my father needs surgery, do we sell the house? I swore to my mom that I would protect this family... Without this house, family still this family? This is the ancestral property of the Sakura family..."

She had been thinking for a long time when hugging herself into a ball, so she felt even more uncomfortable and conflicted in her heart. In the end, the egg shell broke. She finally showed her weak side.

Faced with such a major event that affects the entire family, it is really difficult for a sixteen-year-old girl to make a decision!

Kazuya was silent. As the natives who have lived here for generations, the Sakura family certainly has some background. This house should be worth some money. But the question is, if it's sold, will the family go out to rent a house?

Moreover, selling a house is not an easy decision to make. It is easy to sell the ancestral property, but wouldn't it mean that the entire family be ruined? Even if she wants to do it, how can she sell it under the situation where Naotaka is still lying on the hospital bed? The buyer won't be at ease if she only has his private seal.

As the eldest sister, Haruka was thinking about practical issues. Even if she could deal with the immediate crisis, what will happen in the future if their father cannot wake up? What should they do if they get a second blow?

The dark future frightened her.

Kazuya patted her back gently, feeling the extreme uneasiness in her little body, and tried his best to comfort her. After thinking carefully for a while, his eyes gradually became firm.

He felt that Haruka could no longer solve this situation. The only way out now was for him to step forward and help the Sakura family overcome this difficulty. Although that would mean taking over a lot of troubles and his original plan could basically be thrown, there were some things a man can't escape.

Naotaka had helped him. He could choose to say a few words of comfort and express his deep sympathy, or give his daughters an envelope with some money with all his heart. That seemed reasonable and no one could blame him.

They weren't relatives and it was enough for him from a younger generation!

But people, especially men, sometimes have to stand up, show the courage to do their part and overcome difficulties head-on. Sometimes they should to protect the people in danger around them.

He lowered his head, looked at Haruka's hair and bangs and said seriously: "The matter is not serious enough to sell the house. Don't worry, you father has helped me a lot, now it is my turn to help you, I will..."

He couldn't go on talking and found that Haruka fell asleep leaning on his arm at some point. There were tears hanging on her eyelashes and snot bubbles on her nose, but she fell asleep with so. Maybe she was under too much pressure, maybe she was tired from crying just now, or she was even tired all the time, but now she could no longer support her body and spirit.

Her small body leaned against Kazuya and her thin eyebrows came together from time to time. She seemed to be worried and unable to escape reality even when falling asleep.

Kazuya gently supported her and wanted to put her down to have a rest, but her eyelids immediately moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up. He quickly stabilized his hand, not wanting to wake her up. He wanted her to sleep for a few hours to calm down before talking, so in the end he could only let her still lean on him.

The night was already deep and he just sat there cross-legged with her leaning on him, thinking about how to solve the crisis in the Sakura family. He gradually became sleepy and softened his body. Then he slowly tilted his head to rest on Haruka's head and also closed his eyes.

Don't worry, it's not a big problem, just one patient and six little radishes can't crush a real man. Before he slept, he comforted himself.

Haruka woke up from a nightmare. There was a heavy fog in her dream. She stood in the middle of the fog and couldn't tell the direction. She could only walk randomly and vaguely felt that she should find her brothers and sisters. 

But she ran left and right and couldn't find them. She was so anxious that she wanted to scream, while she couldn't make a sound. The fog became thicker and thicker, so humid that she couldn't breathe. Finally, it seemed that it had a concrete weight and was about to crush her to death.

She suddenly woke up with a loud cry, and was shocked to find that she was leaning in someone's arms. When she reached out and touched her head, there was someone pillowing her head, which was pressing the top of her head painfully.

Kazuya was also frightened and woke up. He held her shoulders and pushed her out in a daze. His instinct was to prevent her from turning around and kicking him. 

Haruka turned around, reached out to touch her hair and felt wet. She suspected that Kazuya had drooled on the top of her head. She asked blankly: "Why are you here?"

Kazuya looked at her and didn't react. Why am I here?

Both of them woke up by fright so they were confused now.

When she saw him not answer, Haruka suddenly became irritable and shouted at him: "Why are you here!?" What's going on? Why does this guy sleep beside her? She was already in such a miserable state, why would he still took advantage of her?

Kazuya finally came to his senses, "We were talking before, and you fell asleep while crying, and then you leaned on me..." He fell silent as he spoke. He didn't remember how he ended up holding her in his arms, but he slept soundly and there was still a scent of this little radish lingering in his nose.

Haruka stared at him and finally recalled the talking last night. Worries about the future occupied her mind again. She slowly lowered her head and said sadly: "Forget it, I don't blame you. Go away!" After a pause, she added: "Don't worry about things here, I will find a way."

Kazuya was speechless. After a good night's sleep, did she become original stubborn Haruka?

He sighed and said warmly: "Sakura, I'm not looking down on your ability. If you were ten years older, I would not interfere in this matter. But now you are still young and are alone under the current situation. I have been helped by your father. There is an old saying that a drop of favor should be returned by a spring. Now that I have the ability to help so I can't sit back and ignore it. Otherwise, my conscience will be uneasy and it will go against my childhood. Please allow me to help you!"

His words were gentle, but the intention contained in them was firm and full of confidence. He took the initiative to lend a helping hand and still spoke in an extremely tactful way, trying to take care of her self-esteem.

Haruka was stunned and looked at him without speaking for a while. His eyes were extremely clear, and there was a smile on his lips. He even leaned back slightly to take care of her height so as not to look so aggresive, showing his sincerity. 

She lowered his head, frowned and said: "It sounds like you are older than me. Aren't you also sixteen years old? How can you act so mature...do you have the ability to help? Have you forgotten that you are also a pauper?"

But she also understood that he had good intentions and didn't speak too loudly, and her expression softened obviously.