It was much later than expected, and it was not until about three o'clock in the afternoon that the news about Kubo Shiori's family was finally revealed.
According to information obtained by Keihei Ozawa, Kubo Shiori's family members are all alive and well, staying in another gathering area, not too far away.
So, Nakamura Masahiro decided to send the little girl there to reunite her with her family. After all, Nakamura Masahiro was leaving soon, and it was not an appropriate decision for Kubo Shiori to stay here.
Besides, the little girl still has a fever and her health is not particularly good. If she is left here alone, there is no guarantee that something unexpected will happen.
"Nakamura-san, do you really want to send her there?"
Ozawa Keihei watched as Nakamura Masahiro carried the tightly wrapped little girl into the back seat of the car, and then lovingly tightened her grip. His posture felt more caring than even a nanny.
"Actually, it's safe to stay here. Just say hello to the person in charge here and they will take care of it."
Obviously, Ozawa Keihei was not very happy with Nakamura Masahiro sending the little girl to another gathering area to reunite with his family. Although the distance was not far, the back and forth would take at least another day.
The original plan was to confirm the identity of Nakamura Masahiro and Ozawa Keihei to take him back to Tokyo, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened like Kubo Shiori.
For a moment, Ozawa Keihei looked at Kubo Shiori with a rather unkind look. But the little girl was in a daze and fell asleep, so she didn't notice at all.
"It's not safe to leave her here. I really can't worry about it."
Nakamura Masahiro sighed, smiled helplessly at Ozawa Keihei, and said in a sincere tone: "Even if someone is looking after you, there is no guarantee that accidents will not happen."
"Nakamura-san, you are worrying too much..."
Looking at the deep expression on Masahiro Nakamura's face, Ozawa Keihei couldn't help but laugh and said: "With government management in the gathering area, what else can happen?"
"Senior Ozawa, you should know how much credibility the government has, right?"
Nakamura Masahiro looked directly at Ozawa Keihei and said in a profound tone: "If it can be managed well, I believe those adult film dealers' offices will not be so unscrupulous..."
Ozawa Keihei was speechless for a moment. He wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.
If you are an ordinary citizen, you may still be able to pin your hopes on the government. But TV elites like him have been exposed to too many secrets and heard inside information.
The more you know, the lower your trust in the government will be. If the Japanese government is really that reliable, those deceitful film producers will not be so blatant and dare to defraud in areas where disaster victims gather.
"I don't know how many people will be dragged into the sea by those film producers..."
I think of the recruiters wandering around the disaster victims' areas. They all looked like they were wearing suits and ties, but they were all deceiving and abducting.
However, you can't blame too much. In Japan, no matter how unethical a firm's operations are, they are still within the legal scope.
The world is so magical. It's just like someone buying a lottery ticket. They can bet all the money and empty the prize pool without paying a dime in tax. Who can tell?
"Nakamura-san, the government also has its own difficulties..."
After a while, Ozawa Keihei finally worked out some theory. After all, he is an elite member of society, so his attitude is naturally towards the government.
"How can we all rely on the government for help? If we all rely on the government, the government will be too busy."
"If nothing else, let's talk about the security issues in areas where disaster victims gather... In this regard, the government should always be fully responsible, right?"
After getting in the car, Nakamura Masahiro sat in the passenger seat. While fastening his seat belt, he continued: "Not to mention the bad things in the past, it is this big earthquake. I heard that there are many places with chaotic management and various
Bad things happen from time to time."
"Nakamura-san, this..."
Opening his mouth, Ozawa Keihei was at a loss for words for a moment. Although Japan is an economically developed country, it is really in trouble when it comes to people's livelihood.
If he was facing a foreigner, he would forcefully argue out of national pride. But Masahiro Nakamura next to him knew the truth and there was no need to quibble.
With a slightly embarrassed look on his face, Ozawa Keihei silently started the car. As the wheels turned faster and faster, the group quickly drove away from the camp.
"What's even more funny is that the government's rescue force is not as fast as the Ji Dao. I really don't know where the taxpayers' money is spent..."
The scenery outside the car window quickly receded, as if a slideshow was being shown. The corners of Nakamura Masahiro's mouth slightly raised, and his tone of complaint contained a bit of sarcasm.
"It is said that many of the rescue supplies are expired... Maybe, in the eyes of officials, the victims are not qualified to be picky, and they are left to their fate."
"Nakamura-san, be careful what you say..."
Seeing that Nakamura Masahiro was going too far, Ozawa Keihei almost broke out in a cold sweat. There are some things that everyone knows in their hearts, but if they say it out, it will cause trouble.
"It's okay to talk privately, but you must be careful when facing media reporters."
"Don't worry, I know how to deal with those media reporters."
Nakamura Masahiro glanced at Keihei Ozawa who was driving, and there was a slightly panicked look on the other person's face. I really don't know how he managed to get away with it, being so cowardly?
"I don't want to get into trouble...After all, I am also a good, law-abiding citizen."
Although he said this, Masahiro Nakamura gave people a strong feeling of irony. He stretched out his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat, and Ozawa Keihei decided to drive with peace of mind.
The car was driving swaying on a somewhat uneven road. There was no pleasant scenery along the way, and everything as far as the eye could see was a desolate scene that had been destroyed.
Collapsed houses, remaining walls, overturned trees, twisted steel bars, and rubble all over the ground... What was once a complete beauty is now like a ruin in the apocalypse, full of loneliness and sadness.
Occasionally, groups of victims can be seen, wearing rags and shabby faces, wandering among the ruins.
A few wisps of light smoke rose up and disappeared in the air with the wind, leaving no traces quietly, as if they had never existed.
"Here we are, right in front of us."
The speed of the car slowly slowed down, and Ozawa Keihei drove the car into the gathering area in front and stopped steadily in the outer parking area.
"I'll go in first. You wait in the car and keep an eye on this little girl..."
Ozawa Keihei got out of the car and glanced at Kubo Shiori who was still sleeping soundly in the back seat. He told Nakamura Masahiro: "If there is no problem, I will bring them out."
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, senior."
Nakamura Masahiro nodded and accepted Ozawa Keihei's arrangement: he was not familiar with this place at all, and it was far less convenient than Ozawa Keihei.
Watching Ozawa Keihei's figure gradually go away, Nakamura Masahiro glanced at Kubo Shiori in the back seat. He saw the little girl's eyelashes trembling slightly, opened her eyes suddenly, and immediately met Nakamura Masahiro's eyes.
.
"Are you pretending to sleep?"
It seemed that he was asking Kubo Shiori, but Nakamura Masahiro's tone was determined. The smile in the corner of his eyes could not be hidden, and it bloomed on his face.
"Ou-chan, this is not a good habit."
"Oh...Onii-chan..."
Being caught in the act by Nakamura Masahiro, Kubo Shiori suddenly felt a little shy. She shrank her head and deliberately avoided Nakamura Masahiro's eyes.
"Do you feel better?"
Seeing the little girl's shy look, Nakamura Masahiro smiled knowingly and then changed the subject in an understanding way.
"Pay more attention to rest, and don't let air leak into the quilt... You still have a fever, and you finally got the temperature down. If it happens again, it will be in trouble."
"Well, Onii-chan, I understand."
The little girl's face was red, and she didn't know whether it was because she was shy or because she was still having a fever.
"Senior Ozawa has already gone to find your family..."
Looking intently at Kubo Shiori, Nakamura Masahiro thought for a moment and continued to say to the little girl: "After you reunite with your family, stay together. Remember not to run around. It's not very safe outside."
There are still many reports about the chaos in Japan's disaster-stricken areas in his memory. Combined with what he has seen and heard recently, Nakamura Masahiro is pessimistic about the public security in the disaster-stricken areas.
Therefore, although he was about to leave here, Nakamura Masahiro was still a little worried about the little girl's situation.
However, the little girl is reunited with her family after all. With family members watching over her, there will definitely be no problems.
"I see...."
The little girl squinted her eyes, like a cute kitten, but her cooing tone seemed to have little energy.
"Well, it seems I still have a fever..."
Reaching forward, Nakamura Masahiro stretched out his arm and felt an obvious warmth on the little girl's forehead.
After all, he was not a doctor, so Nakamura Masahiro was a little unsure. He subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, and he felt that the temperature was also a little hot.
This is strange. Masahiro Nakamura doesn't feel any discomfort. He is very sure that he does not have a cold or fever. However, the temperature on his forehead seems to be almost the same as that of a little girl.
"Nakamura-san, I brought them here."
Ozawa Keihei's voice suddenly came, and Nakamura Masahiro turned his head and saw the three people following him at a glance.
The older couple must be Kubo Shiori's parents, and the young and beautiful girl next to them must be the little girl's sister.
Nakamura Masahiro actually had a relationship with the little girl's sister, Kubo Mariko, but because of the long time gap, he didn't remember it clearly.