Remember Me, Baby.
Worriedly
After nearly 15 minutes of driving, the shaking in the car slowly subsided before finally completely stopping. The car door opened, making a fairly bright light barge into the iron box.
Four medics rushed in with stretchers. They moved Hiro's body carefully, then placed the stretcher on the gurney that was already near the car door. The men in white uniforms then pushed Hiro through the courtyard.
Keiko immediately jumped down and quickly followed the paramedics. His face looked really anxious. Just this time he saw Hiro was helpless like that. Usually the man always looked at her with sharp and burning eyes. However, this time he kept his eyes closed even though Keiko had called out to him many times.
Hiro palanquin is brought into a building that has a blend of zen architecture and modern style. The wall paint is dominated by white and gray. In addition to the shape and color of the building, Keiko did not have time to pay attention to ornaments and decorations in the building that resembles the office. He was too focused on running on the side of the gurney.
When they stop in front of a glass door, Keiko is held captive by a man wearing a military uniform. The girl frowned slightly as she had never seen such a type of uniform before.
“Nona, you must not enter,” prevent the man while blocking access Keiko at the doorstep.
“T-but ...fiancee—“
“Quiet, Miss. There's a specialist inside. Your fiance will be handled well. Please wait outside. My colleague will help you to clean yourself.”
“Oh.”
Keiko termangu's. He stared and stared at the closed door. If Hiro doesn't make it, what does he have to say to Mr Kobayashi? What should he do ....
“Nona, please come with me.”
Keiko blinked slowly when a woman who was of Japanese blood just like her was already standing next to the man who had been holding her back to enter.
Keiko bites her lips and hesitates to decide. He doesn't know where he is now. Nor does he know whether these people want to help him or mean something bad. But for now, he really has no other choice. Finally he could only follow the woman who looked a little older than him.
They turned to the left hallway, walking straight through the other doors. Keiko continued to follow as the woman in front of him turned back to the left. They passed by several semi-military uniformed officers who stood guard in every corner of the room, then entered the room whose doors were white.
The fat-haired woman opened the closet by the window and picked up a set of training t-shirts and pants. Keiko took a quick glance at the name tag stuck to her chest.
Kim´s.
Name's Kim.
It seems like it was just a nickname, or a pseudonym .. I don't know, Keiko didn't want to bother. He reached out to receive the clothes Kim had offered.
“Please, Miss. Sorry, that's all that's available here,” Kim said.
“It's okay. Thank you,” reply Keiko.
“For a while, you can rest here. Don't worry, we'll let you know if Mr. Kobayashi is dead.”
“Good.” Keiko nodded slowly. What else could he say?
“Um, before changing clothes, allow me to treat your wounds,” Kim said as he re-opened the closet and picked up the P3K box.
Keiko lowered her head and only realized that her feet were being scratched. His right calf was scratched quite deeply, seemingly exposed to broken glass. He didn't realize it. Now those wounds are painful.
“Just give me the medicine box, I can do it myself,” said Keiko while sitting on the edge of the bed in the room.
“Captain?”
“Um, Captain Andrew. He assigned me to take care of you. So while here, whatever you need, please convey to me.”
Andrews. The man ....
“Tell him, I don't need his compassion.”
“But, Miss—“
“Come out, I can do it myself.”
Kim looks so wrong. Captain Andrew clearly asked her to look after Miss Sakamoto, but if the girl refused, there was no way she would have to force it, ‘ right?
Finally the woman looked down at a glance and said, “Alright. I'm outside if you need me.”
Keiko flinch until Kim disappears behind the door. Both of his hands were tightly clenched. He knew that he had become a prisoner in this place. I don't know until when.
He circulated his gaze and found that the room was quite spacious. There was not much decoration on the walls, only an abstract painting in a blue frame and an antique wall clock. A chair and a table on the side of the bed, as well as a dressing table next to the closet. The bed feels pretty soft.
Keiko snorted and sneered at a glance. He doesn't know whether to be happy or upset. The fact that Andrew Roux was covering up his identity somehow managed to anger him. However, the fact that the man also decided to save her even though there was nothing on the list to save made it a little ... um, how to explain it? Pleased? Flowery?
No. gabe. No. gabe. That's too much. He just felt ... as if it had more meaning for the man.
Or, really?
“Oh, gosh ...”
The girl took a deep breath, then got up and headed for the brown door across the bed. Once again he circulated his gaze and realized the bathroom was quite complete. There is warm water, also available towels and toiletries are still new.
After pondering for a moment, Keiko finally decided to clean herself up before changing into clothes. If he were a prisoner, he would be a clean and fresh prisoner. It must not look shabby and pathetic.
“Your thoughts are sometimes really silly, Keiko,” muttered the girl to herself.
He sighed softly before turning on the shower. The warm water made his body relax slightly, although it caused injuries to his legs and calves to throb painfully. No problem, he could endure the pain.
But Hiro ... how is he? What if he dies? What am I supposed to do?
To be honest, Keiko was afraid of Mr. Sora would have thought he was conspiring with the intruders at the charity event. Or even worse, what if the cold-blooded man accused him of conspiring with Andrew's gang? It's certain he won't survive. The old man would definitely chase him to the end of the world though.
He has no evidence to defend himself. Therefore, he really hoped that Hiro could survive and survive in order to explain to his father that he had nothing to do with all this chaos.
Hiro, hang on .. Don't leave me to face this alone. Otherwise, I will also die ...
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