[Ghost Glasses][Keyu]Little Red Riding Hood

It has been almost three months since that person was released, and there is no need for restraint anymore.That person is always like a puppet, no matter how he plays with it, he will not respond again. Katsuya feels guilty about everything now, so he consciously assumes the duty of taking care of him every day.

As usual, Katsuya, who took up the post of head of MGN's development department three months ago, also turned down all the invitations after get off work today, and walked to Midou's house.Although the other party insisted repeatedly that today was a celebration banquet for the completion of a major project, this did not change Kezai's decision. On the contrary, it was rare for everyone to leave work early because everyone was going to attend the celebration banquet.

Walking on the road so many times, thinking about anything aimlessly all the way, it's like going back to take care of that person's daily life, it's like a routine massage to delay muscle atrophy, it's like finally being able to lie down peacefully with that person In a bed, there is an overly false warmth and an extremely dreamy tranquility.After much deliberation, is it still that person?Katsuya sneered, as if he wanted to remind himself of the sinful emotions that could not be answered, he shook his head as if waving it away from his mind, but just in time found that he had walked to the private park near Mido's house.

Ah... It's been a long time since I experienced the sunshine at this hour.Kezai gave a rare emotional moment, but when he came back to his senses, he found that he had already walked into the park.Although it was a little earlier than usual, the children had already gone home, washed their hands, sat on the dining table, and acted like a baby to the mother who was still busy in the kitchen, "Mom~~ so slow~~~ I'm going to starve to death ~~", and then the mother responded softly, "Okay~ Taro, wait a little longer~ It will be ready soon~ I have Taro's favorite hamburger tonight~~" Then the child excitedly raised his hand holding the tableware and said, " That's great!!" It was a plain and warm time.

Under the sun that was gradually turning orange, Kezai watched as the swing was swaying gently in the wind, and the long shadow of the rope was also swaying slightly.Finally realizing that he should stop this stupid behavior, he muttered, "What are you doing, I'm not that guy. How could I have such a weak emotion."

When he turned around and was about to go home, Kezai's eyes couldn't help but fall on the park bench.There lay a children's picture book.I don't know whose child fell here.Kezai thought about it, and walked over to have a look.The cover is in Chinese, probably a homework given by a Chinese lady to her children.Although I can't understand the text, but in fact, as long as you see the picture on the cover, you can understand everything.A little girl with a red hood, what else could it be?Could it be the little girl selling matches?What's more, there is "あかずきん" written in colored pencils with childish strokes on the side.I can't understand what's wrong with me today—maybe it's because I rarely get off work early, and my nerves are tense because I go back and forth between two o'clock and one line every day. It's a rare relaxation of madness——Kezai, with the book "Little Red Riding Hood" On the way home again.Before that person wakes up, let's presumptuously call it the way home.Kezai thought so.

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After completing the daily routine of dinner, physiological questions, and muscle massage, the person was carried to the bed after taking a shower, placed between the soft mattress and the comfortable quilt and closed his eyes, and Katsuya returned to the In the study room, I started my evening work, which is also a daily routine.Regarding the current work at MGN, I have no complaints. Excessively redundant work procedures and bureaucratic personnel relations always affect work efficiency, and because of the checks and balances of multiple parties, many of my bold ideas cannot be put into action.That person should be in a similar situation in this position at that time, and what happened back then, and the pressure I put on him... Thinking of this, Katsuya couldn't help but take off his glasses, pinch the bridge of his nose, and frowned Tighter.At first, I thought that I would start my own company based on the idea of ​​MGA, but unexpectedly, I thought of Mr. Mido again.

Forget it, let's take a vacation for myself today.Thinking this way, Katsuya ignored the documents on the table, ignored the next plan with a cursor flashing on the computer screen, and even ignored the Nikkei on the porch.After stretching his body for a while, he picked up the little red riding hood that was casually thrown on the corner cabinet, twitched the corners of his mouth as if laughing at himself, and turned it up.

The author has something to say: I suddenly found jj so inconvenient, Orz

Oh, right.Because other children had misled me before and made me think that the rescue of Little Red Riding Hood was an ending with Chinese characteristics.

Then I used this as the starting point when I started to conceive.As a result, the f*cking handcuffs just read the Japanese before I wrote it and found that this is the ending.

Oh, I'm so embarrassed _(:з」∠)_

After this article, continue to write according to the setting of "In Little Red Riding Hood in Japan, Little Red Riding Hood and grandma died, the story is over"_(:з」∠)_