[Ghost Glasses][Keyu]Little Red Riding Hood

"Once upon a time, there was a cute little girl, everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood because she always wore a red hat."

Now that he has decided to take a vacation, let this hard-working brain do whatever he wants.So the childish pseudonym in Kezai's eyes changed in his mouth.

"A long, long time ago, no, actually it was not that long. About half a year ago, there was a flower of Gaoling. That person was always clean-eyed, and his body always exudes a gentleness that makes people thousands of miles away. His meticulous work and his His handsome face exudes a seductive aura all the time. Because he is only 32 years old but has outstanding abilities, and holds an important position as the head of the development department, everyone calls him the head."

After reading this page, Katsuya couldn't help smiling softly, the little girl with the red hood in the picture book seemed to have turned into the purple-haired puppet lying on the bed.Half a year, six months, 25 weeks, 180 days.It turns out that it only takes such a short time to go from the wanton and arrogant flower of Gaoling to the fragile doll with empty eyes.Seeing the little girl's smiling face, Kezai's fingers touched the corner of her mouth at some point.It would be nice if I could see you smiling like that too.As Kezai thought so, the corners of his mouth raised with a sense of loneliness.

The picture book was turned over page by page, Katsuya always laughed from time to time when he heard the version he read out.He was a full-bodied Mr. Mido, who listened to his family listening to Mr. Okuma's long-winded words with sincerity or full of meaning while holding back his impatience.Speaking of which, he has never heard that person talk about his family... Kezai thought about it, but when he thought about it, he seemed to have received an old punch.How did I ever give him the atmosphere to listen to him say these things?Katsuya put down the picture book, wanting to see how that person is doing now.

Walking into the bedroom, the man lay motionless, even the folds on the quilt were the same as before he left.Kezai sat on the head of the bed, propping the pillow with his left hand, and looked sideways at the man's face from above. During the three months in a coma, he had no other exercise except unconscious chewing during feeding, and he became malnourished due to incomplete food intake in a coma. A face that became pale and thin.With his right hand, he gently brushed the non-existent messy hair, and asked softly, "Hey, do you think everything would have been different if I hadn't done this?"

I don't know what clues can be seen from that person's unchanging expression, Katsuya suddenly clenched his fists and stood up from the bed, his slightly pursed lips and narrowed eyes behind the glasses showed his current mood. "Hehe...Of course it will be different, of course everything will be different! Otherwise, you won't see me at all. I'm just a salesman in the crane tail department of a subsidiary company. You can see what position you have. Do you want me to really "entertain" you and then pray for your mercy? For example, after "entertaining" you, I will take our final grades, ah, yes. It is the grades that meet your requirements, let me tell you "Minister Midou, you can see that I can do it. The reason why I entertain you is because I love you." What!" Katsuya roared in a low voice, as if he was addressing the person on the bed, but also as if addressing himself.

Afterwards, Katsuya softened his voice, "I can be with you, there is only one way...I know I'm cruel to you...I can't even say that I treat you like this because I love you, because I didn't find out until the end Sincerely." Kezai squatted weakly, looked at the side face of the person lying on the bed, "I just want you to see me...I just want you to see me..." After a brief moment of absent-mindedness and murmuring that he forgot to breathe , Katsuya stood up and walked out of the bedroom, said softly "Good night, Mr. Midou", then closed the door, went back to the study, and picked up the picture book again by accident.

The author has something to say: How about the Mido version of Little Red Riding Hood?