[Ghost Glasses][Keyu]Little Red Riding Hood

"Let... let me go!" Mido's terrified voice sounded in the darkness, accompanied by the shock that he wanted to sit up but fell back heavily due to his weakness. "Please...please..." Mido tried his best to move towards the bedside and corners with his weak limbs, every movement seemed to break through the limits of his body.

The man bounced off the bed at the first sound, seeing Mido's frightened behavior, he wanted to hug him, but he was afraid that Mido would be even more frightened because of the touch.Seeing that Mido was about to fall off the bed, the man finally stepped forward and grabbed Mido's shoulder.Just as the man guessed, Mido struggled harder and screamed, the body beside the bed was shaking.The man stood up and hugged Mido's right hand to protect Mido's head and turned over.

"Hmm..." With the weight of a person added to his body, the impact of falling straight off the bed caused the man to let out a muffled groan, and Mido also woke up from the nightmare because of the fall.

"Please... let me go..." Waking up, Midou still begged in a panicked voice, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The man hugged Midou who was lying on his body, gently running along his back, stroking the soft purple hair, speaking in a voice that was still somewhat uncontrollable in pain, I don't know whether to say it to the trembling person or to himself "I will, you're all right, I'll leave you."

"Let... let me go..." Mido continued to beg in a trembling voice, although slowly, it seemed to be weakened by the man's comfort.

After a while, Mido let out a "hmm..." as if he had just woken up from a dream, trying to prop up his trembling body with his weak arms.The man sensed Mido's movement, so he walked along the man's body and carried him to the bed again.The faint light in the darkness allowed Mido to see the man's tightly pursed lips, and after a while, those lips opened, "Let me... give you a muscle massage."

"...Okay..." Mido replied in a trembling voice.

**

Mido opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of light, and the man's soft smiling face also came into his eyes.

"Are you awake?" the fully dressed man standing beside the bed said softly, and by the way helped Midou wake up and let him sit against the head of the bed. "Then let's tidy up a bit and go to the hospital after breakfast?" The man said in a questioning tone that had never appeared before.

Mido, who lowered his head, agreed, and the man started his usual routine.Probably the only difference is that the man is still surprised by Mido's obedience, so that he wonders if he has turned back into a puppet, and from time to time he softly calls out "Mido...sir...?" every time Mido responds in a low voice , the man visibly relaxed.

Sitting in the car heading to the hospital, Mido looked out the window.Thinking back to the man neatly picking up the housework and taking care of himself, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.Even if all this is nothing but the man's own fault.Mido recalled what the man said last night, was it to comfort himself in the nightmare, or was he taking advantage of his nightmare to reveal his sincerity?Thinking about things in my heart, time will pass quickly, and it didn't take long to see the sign of "Naniwa University Hospital" appearing in my field of vision.Ah...here...well...forget it.

The man carried Midou into the wheelchair, pushed him to the side of the corridor with less traffic and settled him down, walked to the nurse's station alone, and asked the nurse in a gentlemanly manner with a standard social smile, "Is Dr. Sakamoto free now? Yes, I called him last night to make an appointment. I wonder if he has any arrangements? Ah, that would be too much trouble for you."

After getting an affirmative answer, the man came back, and said to Mido with a smile that was very different from the one he had just socialized with, "Then let's go see the attending physician. Is it okay if you are like this?" His eyes never focused on the man's face Mido, as always, had no objection.After a while, he arrived at the consulting room with the word "Sakamoto" hanging on the door, knocked on the door briefly, informed, and went in.

The middle-aged doctor sitting there looked at the man who came in, and was a little surprised when he saw Mido in the wheelchair. "Oh my! This is! This is the first time Mr. Saeki has brought a patient here! This is...!"

"Yes, thanks to you, Mr. Midou woke up yesterday." There was no clue in the voice coming from behind Midou. "Hmm... That's why I would like to ask you to help evaluate Mr. Mido's physical condition today, and I would like to trouble you to guide me about the rehabilitation and recuperation matters. There is also the purchase of rehabilitation equipment."

"Is rehabilitation also done at home?" The doctor asked with some hesitation.

"Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you. It's what I wanted to do." Midou who was sitting in a wheelchair suddenly spoke, the weakness in his voice was a little less than yesterday.

"Ah, that's it. Let's evaluate your physical condition first, and then go to the rehabilitation center and let the doctor instructing rehabilitation take you through the first day of exercise and related guidance." After receiving the affirmation of the patient, the good Professionalism allows doctors to quickly dispel the hesitation.

After a series of arrangements, Mido was sent by the nurse for relevant examinations, while the man remained in the doctor's consulting room.

**

After the first group of "Knockout" rehabilitation was completed, Mido, who was resting in a wheelchair, heard two knocks on the window behind him, turned around with difficulty and saw that the person who came was his college friend—Siliu.

"So it's really you, Mido." Si Liu opened the door and came in, sitting on a chair beside her. "I just vaguely saw you on the parking lot, what's going on."

"Ah... what happened, just as you can see." Midou didn't know how to answer, he said vaguely.

"Your condition...has been going on for three months?" Si Liu asked, seeing Mido's confused expression, "Oh, I just came over from Dr. Sakamoto, said Sa... Bo? Is that what it's called? Since three months ago I started consulting. And I come here every two weeks to consult whether there is any room for improvement in nutrition or related care.”

"Is that so..." Mido still didn't know what to say after hearing Siliu's words.

"Ah, right, after seeing you today, Dr. Sakamoto said that your physical condition is relatively good. Maybe it has something to do with your ability to swallow when you are unconscious, so there is no serious malnutrition. But , you have been in a coma for three months without a single infusion, it's true... By the way, why is Mr. Saeki taking care of you?" Si Liu continued.

Hearing these words, Mido's eyes flickered, Siyanagi seemed to think of something again, "Ah...Mr. Saeki also described the problem of your slack eyesight with Dr. Sakamoto, but it's not like..." Seeing Mido's expression became more unclear Si Liu stopped talking, "Ah...if you have any difficulties, just come to me." Si Liu added.

"Mr. Saeki...?" How long has it been since you pronounced this name?Mido couldn't remember.Was it when you were working last time?The rest of the time... it seems that they will only shout "You guy (おまえ)" angrily or "Hey (きみ)" arrogantly.

"Oh~ he went to buy rehabilitation equipment. He was already gone when I went to Dr. Sakamoto, so he should come here." While speaking, Si Liu looked up out of the window, just in time to see that the man was about to tap lightly. hit figure. "Here, here we come."

Seeing Si Liu looking over, the man froze for a moment, then opened the door with a decent expression, "Long time no see, Doctor Si Liu. Thanks to you for taking care of me at the party six months ago, so you are here? See?" I... Naniwa is the only hospital that can keep Mr. Yoshiyanagi." As usual, Mido thought.

After exchanging greetings with Si Liu, the man went to the wheelchair and knelt down to look at Mido, "How do you feel?" The man asked gently.

"It's okay." Mido's eyes were no longer the same as before, and returned to the state of wandering.Seeing all this, Si Liu shook his head and said hello, "There are still some things in the department. It's okay for Mr. Saeki to take care of you here. Then I'll go first."

"Please go slowly," the man replied gracefully.Afterwards, the man turned his head again, "Have you completed today's rehabilitation? What should you do after the doctor has explained?"

"Well... there are two groups, some details may need to be asked." Lying.Such a basic exercise can be understood after listening to the explanation once, but I just don’t want to go back.Mido thought so.

"Then...do you want to continue after lunch?" The man asked for his opinion again, Mido noticed something in the man's hand.Nodding silently.In this way, after lunch, under the watchful eyes of the man, Mido completed the first day of rehabilitation.

Back home, after the man settled in Mido, he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.Mido, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help feeling a little dazed looking at the figure of the man with ease.I thought that the man would just hang around in meetings like this, chatting and laughing so hard that his opponents would not be left behind. No, even in the kitchen, that man can show the same demeanor in his gestures, or in other words Was it surprising that the man would enter the kitchen, let alone imagine that he could do it so proficiently?

Looking at the dinner in front of him, which was more solid than yesterday, and much finer than noon, Mido understood that this was the result of the man's communication with the doctor.Thanks to the man's proper feeding, Mido finished a meal with balanced nutrition and rich cooking techniques.Afterwards, it was time to read the newspaper at night. It was better to say that it was reading the newspaper than listening to the man's narration. The newspaper in hand was largely just a decoration.The information provided by the man today is also much more detailed than yesterday, Mido actually couldn't imagine when the man obtained these obviously freshly released information.

Seeing that the time was about the same, the man put down the newspaper in hand, and looked at Mido, "Are you going to rest?" Seeing that Mido didn't respond, the man asked awkwardly, "I exercised today...do you want to take a bath...?"

"... "

Mido watched the man look so vulnerable and uneasy under his own silence, and felt some subtle emotions arise. "Okay" Mido said.

As if he had been pardoned, the man came over and carried Midou onto the wheelchair and pushed him into the bathroom, then walked to the front of Midou.Mido lowered his head and looked at the man's right hand hanging by his side nervously pinching his nails, would that man behave so immaturely?Mido thought so. "Can I... wash it for you?" The man's dry voice sounded. "Yeah." He agreed without hesitation.The current me, if I wash myself, I might drown in the bathtub.

The man got the answer and turned to turn on the tap.The hot water that had already been boiled quickly filled the bathtub.Then, Mido obediently allowed the man to strip himself naked and carry him into the bathtub.The warm hot water wrapped his whole body, making Mido feel very comfortable, and the muscles that were slightly sore from the rehabilitation exercise were also well relieved.The man decided to wash his hair first.Mido felt that the man was not careful in his movements, he just "coincidentally" stopped where he needed to stop, he just "coincidentally" pressed hard where he needed to, and then "coincidentally" no foam entered his eyes, and finally "coincidentally" washed his hair Lu flushed clean.

After washing his hair, the man picked up the towel and began to bathe himself. Looking at the man with that expression in front of him, maybe because he didn't have to look at his face or feel his slack eyes, he seemed more peaceful. Wipe yourself.Mido had a feeling that this pure white room is not a bathroom but a sanctuary, is that man a holy boy?Is the occasional sound of water a whispered hymn?What are you thinking again.Mido interrupted his thoughts.It was at this time that Mido realized that his body was reacting.

Seeing the slightly raised parts, Mido and the man fell silent.Under the attention of the two people, that part didn't seem to disappear at all. When the silence was so long that Mido felt that the water was starting to get cold, the man's voice finally sounded "Uh...do you want me to help you..." It was obviously a funny scene , but because of the despair in the man's voice, people couldn't laugh.Is it because you feel that you will refuse and you are also determined to ask? "Then... please..." Mido suddenly didn't want to think, and regained his indifferent voice.

Hearing this, the man put down the towel in his hand and walked towards the bathtub again.The man frowned slightly when he touched the water in the bathtub, opened the drain slightly, and turned on the faucet. Mido felt himself warm again, even warmer than before.

Sure enough, it was the man who knew his body well, even if he didn't do anything wrong, the effect was still remarkable.The experience of being in a coma for three months made Mido recall most of the previous situations as if he was looking at a photo album. The man's touch, even on that part, did not cause the same trembling as yesterday.Mido looked at the man's movements, looked at his own high body parts, and for some reason felt like watching a movie, except there, he didn't have any reaction that he should have at such a time, such as... "Are you... not feeling well? ' asked the man.Well, I understood exactly what he was asking. "Do you want to hear me call?" Mido heard his own cool voice. "No...I..." The articulate man rarely searched for words in his mind, "You...as long as you are comfortable..." Then his slightly stiff hands started to work again.After finishing the work, the man let go of the water in the pool, took off the shower and rinsed himself from top to bottom, then wrapped himself in a towel and carried him back to the bathroom.

When Mido was almost certain that the man wanted to do something to him, the man put himself on the bed in the bedroom with a good room temperature, dried himself carefully, put on his pajamas again, and went out like that.Before the man went out, he only said, "Isn't it better not to lie down until the hair is dry?" His voice was still gentle and calm.He's out... Mido thought.

Sitting leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through the books on the bed, the man returned to the room two or three hours later, saw Midou still sitting, and asked, "Is your hair dry?" Looking at the man, the man stepped forward and inserted his hand into the purple hair. "Well... it's done..." Then the man pulled out his hand and helped Mido to lie down.

The bedroom lights went out.The bed on the right sank. "Good night, Mr. Midou."

"Good night, Saeki." Mido closed his eyes and said silently in his heart.

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