Over the next few days, Duanmu Hu and the others stayed at the Hot Spring Hotel, idly passing the time. Although everyone had managed to suppress their unease at first, as the days passed, they gradually grew more and more restless.
"The storm is starting to weaken. It should completely die down in another day or two, right?"
"The main island should send people to check on the situation too. What are we supposed to tell them?"
While eating breakfast, everyone discussed the matter. After all, everyone in the village had died, while only the dozen or so people in the hotel had survived. If word of this got out, it was easy to imagine what a huge news story it would become.
Meijia looked worried, and the reason was simple. With things having reached this point, the island would definitely be placed under complete lockdown. In other words, the Shiroho Group's investment here had gone completely down the drain...
"I'm really sorry, Sakuya. If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have dragged you and Duanmu Mr. into this..."
"It's all right, Meijia. We're friends, after all."
Seeing how depressed Meijia was, Sakuya could only comfort her.
"Besides, you're still safe and sound, aren't you? Isn't that enough?"
"That's true..."
Meijia admitted that Sakuya was right. If she hadn't invited Sakuya and Duanmu Hu here, she would probably have died long ago. And once a person was dead, they had nothing left. Compared to that, the Shiroho Group's investment that had gone down the drain... It wasn't as if they couldn't earn the money back in the future, right?
"But will anyone really come to rescue us?"
However, Medea suddenly cut in at the wrong moment.
"Huh? Miss Medea? Why would you say that?"
"Because it's also possible that