This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Time passed by and another three days passed. During this period, a lot of things were really investigated by Mirai Kamiya.

Nakajima Foundation.

This is a consortium in the form of a family chaebol with strong assets located in Kagoshima Prefecture. Not only is it well-known in Kagoshima Prefecture, the Nakajima Consortium is a new family consortium, and its influence is enough to radiate to Shikoku Island.

It is also a consortium with the same surname as Mika Nakajima.

So is it possible that Mika Nakajima has something to do with it?

"I think it's possible."

Kamiya Mirai draws conclusions.

"Miss Nakajima has refused to mention family matters in front of the media more than once. Although this can also be attributed to privacy protection, she even seldom mentioned her impression of her parents in front of the media. This is very strange. .”

Mirai Kamiya looked at Beichuan Temple, and arranged the various small materials he had collected into categories: "These are interviews about Ms. Nakajima's participation in various activities. As long as problems about her parents are mentioned, she will skillfully change the subject. It seems that She didn't have a particularly harmonious relationship with her parents."

This is really reliable execution, so much information was collected in just three days.

Should it be said that she is indeed the daughter of a scholar who studies folklore? It can find clues from various aspects that ordinary people are not easy to find.

She continued: "I made a special trip to visit the headquarters of music journals such as "New Era", "Trend", and "Singer" in Tokyo. The reporter who was in charge of the interview also received me very kindly and answered some of my questions. .”

"Did you go to the field to investigate?" Beichuan Temple did not expect that Shengu would do so many things in the past three days.

Regardless of what Kamiya Mirai said was so easy, a mere female high school student does not know how much effort it will take to get in touch with those specific reporters.

"Of course, some things cannot be answered just by looking at the film and television materials on the Internet. You have to ask them in person." Mirai Kamiya took out another recording pen: "The recording of the details of the interview with Mika Nakajima at that time The pen is here, if Temple Lord wants to listen, you can go back and listen."

She sat next to Beichuan Temple: "When I asked these reporters about the specific situation of Ms. Nakajima's family, their statements were also unexpectedly similar——"

"Miss Nakajima always had a look of nostalgia on her face, and then politely rejected them. Even in the interviews that were privately not broadcast behind the scenes, Ms. Nakajima did not disclose half of her family situation."

Mirai Kamiya tilted his head to look at Beichuan Temple and asked:

"Temple Lord, what do you think?"

Her investigation work has ended here, let's see how Beichuan Temple analyzes it.

Beichuan Temple didn't think about it for long, he said calmly: "Miss Nakajima should indeed have a relationship with the Nakajima Foundation, and the Nakajima Foundation may even have blocked her career as a singer."

"Oh? How did Master Tera come to this conclusion?" Mirai Kamiya was curious.

"Do you still remember what she said when I met Ms. Nakajima for the first time? She said, 'Who doesn't want to have a smoother path to success?' She also said, 'Music agencies don't want to sign contracts', right? Maybe it was just a joke at the time, but now it seems that what Ms. Nakajima said should be true."

Beichuan Temple has tapped Nakajima Mika from the side several times in the past few days, no matter how tightly the opponent hides, it still shows some flaws.

It's not that she doesn't want to sign a contract with a music agency, but that the family consortium is hindering her. With the strength of the consortium, it's not surprising to do this kind of thing.

Just make such an assumption.

Nakajima Mika has always loved music very much, and has been working hard to pursue her dream, but the family consortium obstructed her choice of path and squeezed her living space, which made Nakajima Mika very difficult on the road of singer. moving forward. Her career as a singer is booming, and she has been rated as a female singer who has influenced a generation. But the good times didn't last long. In the midst of her flourishing career, she was diagnosed with acute leukemia, which forced her to put down her career and prepare for surgery.

On the other hand, the family consortium has been persecuting Mika Nakajima, and Mika Nakajima was physically and mentally exhausted under the huge pressure from both sides. After being hit hard, she was devastated and turned into the salty egg she is now.

On the one hand, there is a dream that may no longer be pursued, and on the other hand, there is tremendous pressure from the Nakajima Foundation. No matter how strong the heart is, no matter how strong the heart is, it will not be able to withstand the conflict between the two sides.

"If this is the case, then things will be a little tricky."

Beichuan Temple muttered to himself.

The 21st century is a society ruled by law, and Beichuan Temple can't just go to the Nakajima Consortium with a knife and kill once, kill twice, and kill three times.

On the other side, Mika Nakajima, she is under too much pressure to become the salted fish she is now, and her condition has improved recently with the company of Eri Kitagawa. She stabbed a few more times in her already tattered heart.

It is difficult to move forward or backward.

Beichuan Temple rubbed his fingers, his eyes thinking deeply.

 …

Today's Nakajima Mika is still salted egg.

For a week, she has also become acquainted with Beichuan's house, and it has become a habit to take a brisk walk before breakfast and a walk after dinner with Beichuan Temple every day, and she basically keeps some things in Beichuan's house by heart.

With such a good platform, how can she not be salty when she is alone at home?

"Well...there's no more fruit at home."

Nakajima Mika, who was lying on the sofa, wanted to touch an apple to eat, but the place where she got it was empty.

She scratched her messy hair and sat up on the sofa.

If Beichuan Temple is about to come back, she would not dare to show this foolish look to the other party, but it doesn't matter if she is alone at home now.

Mika Nakajima stretched vigorously and yawned: "Kun Kitagawa and Sister Eri usually take care of me, so it's good to go out and buy something to reward them."

She made up her mind, put on a mask and sunglasses and went out after a little bit of messy hair.

"Hmm... I remember there is a commercial street here." Mika Nakajima yawned again, and at the same time, she did not forget to take out her phone and look at the map on it.

She walked lazily and staggeringly on the road, very much like the "social loafers without a job" reported in the media.

Who would have thought that such an unmotivated woman would be Mika Nakajima, who is very popular right now?

The commercial street is about ten minutes away.

Mika Nakajima wandered to the fruit shop in a leisurely manner, picked out a few fruits he liked, stuffed two or three big bills into the boss, turned around and left, not even asking for change.

If Beichuan Temple saw her like a prodigal sister, it would probably be a cane greeting.

She went to buy drinks and some ingredients that she thought were good in the same way. Holding these things in both hands, she walked towards the return road.

"It's heavy, it's heavy, it's heavy, it's heavy." Mika Nakajima blushed, panting heavily while standing at the traffic lights.

"Are you OK?"

A crisp greeting came from beside him, which made Mika Nakajima couldn't help but look sideways.

This is a girl with ear-length short hair wearing earphones. It seems that she has graduated from high school and just entered college or short college.

She was wearing very plain private clothes, and she wasn't too good-looking, but that youthful face made Mika Nakajima stunned.

"Are you all right? Do you need help? It looks like you are struggling."

The girl with short-haired ears took off her earphones and asked again with concern, a healthy blush appeared on her fair face.

"Uh...can I trouble you?" Mika Nakajima asked with her hands soft and her voice slightly suppressed.

She really couldn't carry these two bags anymore.

The girl with short hair and short ears showed a slight smile: "It's a small matter, let me help you with a journey, I just want to go back here."

As she spoke, she took the convenience bag from Mika Nakajima and walked forward slowly step by step.

Nakajima Mika stood there gasping for breath, laughing at herself: "It seems that even if I keep exercising every day, my physical condition is not as good as I imagined."

She just wanted to quickly catch up with the girl with short hair who had already crossed the zebra crossing, and then——

boom! ! ! ! !

A truck hits it.

Something sprayed out.

Like a torn sack, the body twisted and flew several meters away, bloodstains dragging on the ground, leaving a dazzling mark.

In Nakajima Mika's delicate eyes, the girl with short hair with full ears twisted her body, bright red blood oozing out from under her body.

The convenience bag she was carrying in her hand was damaged, and the contents inside were thrown out in a mess.

There seemed to be a little bewilderment on that childish and blood-stained face.

"..."

Someone said that no one can predict what will happen in the next second, just like now——

The girl who greeted me kindly just now, who helped me, was already lying quietly on the ground.

The streets with people coming and going were quiet, and the surroundings fell into dead silence.

The truck that caused the accident drove away quickly, leaving only devastation.

The sudden incident made Mika Nakajima's eyes widen, and her pink lips parted wide under the mask.

I'm...all right...I'm...alive?

At this moment, Mika Nakajima felt alive.

But what followed was a surge of guilt and shame.

The person who helped her was hit by a car in front of her, but she thought about herself first?

"Ambulance...yes, call an ambulance...!" She frantically took out her cell phone from her bag.

Pat——

The mobile phone was dropped to the ground by her panicked action, she rushed over to pick up the mobile phone in a hurry, just about to call the ambulance——

Click.

Click.

Click.

This is the sound of taking pictures.

Mika Nakajima looked up in confusion.

There were a lot of people around, and at some point they spontaneously formed a circle around her and the dying girl.

Some people are taking pictures, some people leave with frowning and covering their mouths, some people snicker and discuss...

Why not call an ambulance? Why not save people?

Call an ambulance! Come up and save people!

A silent cry in my heart.

Mika Nakajima called the ambulance with trembling fingers.

Quick connect, quick connect!

"Hello? Please hurry up and send an ambulance to XX Street, Wenjing District, next to the commercial street here, yes, please come here as soon as possible!"

After saying these words, he even crawled and trotted to the side of the girl with short hair and ears. Looking at the bloody but still breathing opponent, tears finally couldn't help dripping down:

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Live, please, live."

She took off her mask and sunglasses:

"Who is here to help! She is still alive! Who is here to help!"

"Ch, chum... Nakajima Mika?!"

"What? Sister Mika!"

"Go over and help!"

There was a loud commotion from the crowd.

They looked at Mika Nakajima, who was screaming and crying in amazement, and finally someone came out to evacuate the traffic and let the traffic on the road make way for the ambulance.

"Ho ho ho..."

The girl with short hair with equal ears made a difficult sound in her throat, her crystal clear eyes looked at Mika Nakajima who was crying and begging the people around her, and finally her eyelids closed slowly——

 …

beep--

beep--

beep--

The electrocardiogram was beating, and Mika Nakajima also got into the ambulance and left with her.

Looking at the electrocardiogram that was jumping up and down, she clenched her fist tightly, her heart seemed to be jumping up and down along with the electrocardiogram.

A ticking sound... Mika Nakajima silently counted the number in her heart.

Two ticks... Mika Nakajima's palm trembled.

Long and short smooth lines...

Cardiac arrest thrice...

Amidst the monotonous and repetitive ticking of the electrocardiogram, Mika Nakajima could only feel the silent struggle of life.

This is the stubbornness of a girl with short hair and short hair.

Obviously death is slowly approaching...

Mika Nakajima seemed to have lost her soul, as if she was the one who was undergoing cardiopulmonary resuscitation by the doctor.

She gritted her teeth tightly, not letting herself cry out, not disturbing the rescue doctors.

That up and down ECG is a person's lifeline...

Nakajima Mika thought a lot.

If the girl didn't help me at that time, if I walked forward with her, if I could hold her back early...

The ambulance stopped.

Mika Nakajima went to the emergency operating room with the doctors.

Along the way, she attracted the attention of many people.

Mika Nakajima...National Goddess, Queen of Music...

"Please come and pay the fee, Miss Mika...cough cough, Miss Nakajima."

A well-dressed nurse stared at Mika Nakajima who was standing motionless by the operating room, feeling excited.

She is a big fan of Mika Nakajima! She didn't expect to be able to see her idol in the hospital, why didn't this excite her?

"...Pay the bill...Yes...Pay the bill..." Mika Nakajima turned her head mechanically, and took out her wallet with a murmur.

"Uh... Please go to the lobby on the first floor, the registration has been done."

"...good."

Mika Nakajima followed the nurse downstairs in disbelief.

It wasn't until she came to the first floor that Mika Nakajima realized that she didn't bring her bank card, and she didn't have enough money at hand.

The nurse next to her seemed to be saying something like 'it's okay', but Mika Nakajima couldn't listen anymore.

She picked up her mobile phone in a daze and called Beichuan Temple.

"Hello?"

Beichuan Temple's voice was still cold and flat.

But in Nakajima Mika's ears, this voice was so reliable for the first time.

She couldn't help crying again, and weakly yelled to the other end of the phone: "Beichuan...Mr. Beichuan...help me..."

The other party was silent for a moment, as if surprised that she could make such a voice.

then--

"good."

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