To get to Miyagi Prefecture, you only need to take the Tohoku Shinkansen and head north.

Although it was somewhat forced to accept the invitation, the local person in charge was quite enthusiastic and arranged a young man named Sugawara to wait at the station. After Miyato Kyuro and Shimizu Toru arrived, they drove to the Miyato Prefecture Department with them.

In front of the county hall building, a large number of people lined up to greet him.

As soon as I got off the car, a middle-aged man with a tall figure came up, "Haha, I finally waited for the pride of our Miyagi Prefecture. Miya Fujisan, it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Long time no see, please wait for you."

“Where do it.”

The seemingly enthusiastic hug was hurried, and the camera next to it flashed a few times before it separated. The man turned around and stretched out his right hand: "Is this Kiyomizu-kun? It's not an exaggeration to even win the Naoki Award and the Yoshikawa Eiji Award at a young age."

Holding it in a strong hand, Kimizu Tetsu was still wondering who this person was, why did he hold himself to the sky as soon as he came up? Unnoticed, there were a few shutter sounds, and the scene of the two shaking hands in a friendly manner had been recorded.

"Okay, I still have some official duties, so I won't bother you. Miyatosan and Kiyomizu-kun, I will definitely have a good chat if I have the chance and say goodbye."

As he said that, he led the welcome team to leave, leaving only Sugawara, who had been waiting at the station at first, still with him.

Looking at the man's arrogant back, Shimizuki narrowed his eyes and shook his right hand hard, "Who is he?"

"Miyogi Prefecture Governor, Caimae Tanio," Miyato Kamiyoshi explained, "I may not be very good at doing practical things, but I am a good at engaging in publicity. Next year, it will be the prefecture Governor election. This time he probably wants to bring us to support the scene, so I actually don't really want to come, but who made me a native of Miyagi Prefecture?"

Perhaps this was too true and too straightforward. The young civil servant who was accompanying him did not refute, but just blushed and bowed repeatedly with apologies.

"I'm so sorry for both teachers this time..."

"It's not your business," Shimizu Tetsu reached out to support the man, "Take us to the venue."

"Ah, yes, please go here."

After walking around the county hall building, I finally arrived at a small conference room. As soon as I opened the door, I heard a tide of applause coming.

Unlike those who were as bright as wax before, the people here are much simpler in appearance and their welcome expressions are more sincere.

Sugawara, who accompanied him, hurriedly introduced, "These are representatives of the people who were affected and participated in the disaster relief. This is Yamaki Oe-san of the Agricultural Association, this is Kumada Tarosan of the Fishermen Association, and Yamashita-san participated in the first batch of emergency rescues at that time..."

Giving greeted the representatives of the name mentioned one by one, Shimizu Tetsu casually glanced into the room and accidentally found a thin and small girl at the end of the crowd.

Her cheeks were round, as if she was a little fat in her baby, and her two braids were hanging in front of her, looking not as old as middle school. She seemed a little shy. She stood alone in the corner and did not dare to step forward, but her black eyes were shining, staring round, and her little hands were slapped red, obviously very curious about the two people in front of her.

Has anyone brought the children?

As he guessed this way, Shimizu Toru followed Miyato Kyuro to greet the representatives, and was waiting for the formal start of the talks, he noticed that Sugawara took out a piece of paper from his pocket and checked it carefully.

"There should be another...ah, Kubo, why are you standing there? Come here quickly."

He waved to the corner. Kiyoshi Kiyoshi saw the girl before being stunned and reacted instantly.

As if she was allergic to other people's eyes, she blushed, with her hands behind her back, and trotted forward step by step. When she came to her, she unconsciously slowed down and lowered her head slightly as if she was embarrassed.

"This child is named Shiori Kubo. He has participated in a cheerleading team for the victims. Because he thought that he might provide a different perspective from adults, we invited her to come after communicating with his parents."

"Well, it's best to hear the stories of different witnesses," nodded to Sugawara, Shimizu Tetsu bent down and slowed down his voice. "I'll ask Kubo to give me some advice today."

Kubo Shiori blinked and slowly raised his eyes when he heard this. As soon as he met his gaze, he felt a little panic. In a hurry, he subconsciously used a bow to cover it up.

"Please give me some advice from Shimizu Sang... and Miyato Teng Sang!"

Under the flashing eyelashes, the curiosity in my eyes seemed to be a little thicker.

After saying hello, the formal talks began. Because the venue was limited, it was impossible to spread out. There were only a dozen people present in the audience, and who would stand in the middle to tell the story.

"Miyatosan, Qingshuisan, I am the mountain river of the Agricultural Association. My family is not far from the coast. Now I think about it. When the earthquake happened, our whole family participated in the children's sports meeting on the school playground. I was thinking about whether to buy a can of beer, but suddenly..."

Listening quietly to the stories of the witnesses, Shimizu Tetsu wrote a few strokes on paper from time to time. Compared to the distance brought by the TV screen, the stories of the witnesses are indeed indescribable and can make people feel more empathetic.

Of course, those who can appear on the scene today are already considered lucky.

After several people's remarks, the atmosphere in the conference room was a little heavy. After a firefighter, the representative of the fishing association who had first greeted him walked to the middle.

He has dark skin, thick body, thick calluses on his hands, and his slightly white temples indicate that he has been roaming at sea for a long time.

"Miyato Kan, Shimizu Sang, my name is Taro Kumada, and I live in Iwanuma City, the southernmost part of the Miyagi. When the tsunami occurred, I was still fishing on the sea. To be honest, it was the first time I had caught fish for more than 30 years, and this was the first time I had seen such a sea..."

"…I thought I was miserable enough at sea, but who would have thought that I only realized after I came back...ah..."

Recording the passage of his escaping from death on the paper, Shimizu Tetsuki noticed a key point.

"Kudasan, you said your home is in Iwanu City, where... is very close to Fukushima?"

If the atmosphere before could be called solemn, it suddenly became strange after this question, as if they were afraid of touching any taboos, everyone suddenly remained silent, leaving the conference room in a strange silence.

After a while of silence, Kumada still spoke in a deep voice: "Qimizu Sang is right... Our Iwanu City is indeed not far from Fukushima."

"A few days after we returned to the shore, we were still busy with disaster relief. Suddenly we heard an accident there, saying that there was some radiation... or the leakage of radioactive substances. We had to hide at the relatives in Sendai for a while."

"Later... the government notified the alarm to be lifted, and then returned home to continue cleaning. Then I lived at home. Until now, nothing big happened around me."

Feeling the strangeness in the air, Shimizuki had considered it a few times before asking the question again.

"So, based on Kumadasan's feelings, are there any changes in the local area?"

"If you insist on saying nothing, you will just deceive yourself," Kumada Taro smiled bitterly. "In the past two years, there have been more people going to the hospital, and the elderly have more inexplicable diseases, so some people choose to move to other places. But there are not many people who are able to leave, and most people still stay in the local area as before."

Taking notes on these, Shimizu Tetsuki asked again: "If you stay in the local area, your livelihood..."

As soon as this said, Kiyoshi Mizuki felt that the atmosphere at the scene suddenly tense, and several people looked at him with vigilance. Even when Kumata was about to speak, someone stepped forward to stop him.

"It's okay, Miyato Kan and Kiyomizu Kan are the people who wrote "Sea Girl" and will not frame us," Kumada shook off the man's hand and continued: "When it comes to livelihood, everyone should do whatever they should do as before. The farming of farming and the restaurants continue to open. As for me... I can only make some money by fishing."

"But in this way, Fukushima..."

"Qimizu San, I know what you want to say," Kumada Taro still smiled bitterly, but this time there was a heavy helplessness, "But what can I do?"

"If there is a way, who would like to live as close as Fukushima, who would like to do such a thing? But what should I do if I owe a loan from a bank? What should I do if the elderly get sick when they are sick? What should I do if the rice is for every day?"

"I was originally looking forward to the disaster relief assistance funds and the compensation from Dongdian, but the aid funds were all in the hands of the county governor and they were thrown to several local large enterprises in a blink of an eye. Dongdian's compensation was even more out of date. Qingshuisang, we have insisted on it, but can you imagine what it feels like to be collected by a bank in this situation? We also know that this is not good, but Qingshuisang, tell me, what way we have? "

The air in the conference room was almost solidified, and the people present were already sad and angry.

"You Tokyoites like you don't care about our lives or death!"

"Tong Die made such a big mistake. You can get through it by just bowing. Why can't we do it!"

"Get out of Tokyo!"

Just as the form was getting more and more intense, a sudden burst of noise came out: "Shut up, don't be disrespectful to Qingshuisang!"

After snatching a few representatives with excitement, Taro Kumada turned to Shimizu Toru again, pulling his cheeks that were blown to dry by the sea breeze, and said in a deep voice: "Kimu Mizu, I know, this time it was you who asked to understand the situation close to Fukushima that we would appear here, otherwise the people from the prefectural department would not let us come at all. But this is the case, and we are just doing our best to live. Please don't publicly publicly promote this matter, please!"

Seeing him bowing hard, Shimizuki moved his eyes and swept over the stunned Sugawara, the confused Shiori Kubo, and the heavy-faced Kubo, couldn't help but sigh: "I understand. However, I still have one last question. I wonder if Kurata Sang can help answer it?"

"Please speak Qingshuisang."

"Generally speaking, both agricultural products and seafood will have their place of origin, right? But in this situation, if it is marked near Fukushima, I'm afraid...so how did you sell those things?"

The few people who were about to rush up just now looked at each other, and finally looked at Kumata again.

"It's all this to this level, and there's nothing that can't be said... There are big companies that specifically acquire at half of the normal price. As for how they do it, we don't know."

After throwing the pen, Shimizu Tetsu sighed again, and he felt a little numb: "As it true..."
Chapter completed!