「Shinjuku, Okubo nursing home.」
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the director's office on the second floor, one could clearly see the lush green lawn outside, where elderly people on the verge of death sat on brown benches. Youthful caregivers wheeled some elderly, who sat dazed in wheelchairs, strolling along the cobblestone path on the lawn. The scene in the courtyard appeared exceptionally harmonious.
When Kemura Taro saw this, he felt extremely infuriated.
"Bastard! Bastard!" He pounded the desk in his office like an angry bull, recalling how he bowed at the press conference.
He felt unparalleled shame and indignation within.
In Japan, people can do bad things, but they cannot be caught doing them. Bowing at a press conference is an extremely shameful act.
His body trembled. He then leaned back and cursed angrily, "Damn Jiro, for causing me to lose face in public, you're completely useless!"
