The Upbringing of Cats in Spectacles

Late at night, he walked alone in the silent park.

He held an open can of beer in his hand, and walked weakly, almost falling to the ground.Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of an empty bench, sighed, and let himself sit on the bench.

At such a time, people who have been busy all day have gone home to rest, right?He was a little envious of those small employees on TV, who were tired and had a satisfied smile on their faces - because it was written in the script that hard work would definitely pay off.

But the truth is far from it.

For three years after graduating, he had been working in the lowest sales job at a small business.Even the lowest sales job is divided into levels.The affiliated Kikuchi Company Sales Department has a total of eight classes, of which the eight classes are the worst, gathering employees who have been eliminated from various departments.

Unfortunately, he was in the eighth class, and he was assigned to the eighth class as soon as he entered the company. He belonged to the kind of person who was denied from the source.

There was also a flame burning in his chest, bringing a burning pain.Driven by this pain, he was the first to arrive at the company every day and the last to leave. The business he ran could circle the earth three times, but. . .

He remembered what happened today.

He went to a supermarket to sell his company's products.This supermarket is one of their company's regular customers. After the routine greetings, he was about to cut to the chase. He thought in his heart that the business was a sure thing.But. . .

A football suddenly hit him on the head, he was thrown sideways, and fell into the pyramid of toilet paper piled up beside him.The pyramid was built almost to the ceiling, and it was already crumbling. When he hit it, it immediately vented to the ground like a flash flood.

In order to make the shape of the pyramid, many of these toilet papers are disassembled, and the white paper surface cannot be used after falling to the ground.

He blinked his eyes, ignoring the pain in the back of his head, hurriedly squeezed out a few words to ease the atmosphere, and said casually: "This toilet paper is too high..." But he didn't expect that just after he finished speaking, he stood up. In front of him, the supermarket manager's expression was a bit stiff.

It turns out that the supermarket manager has been obsessed with visual marketing recently. This pyramid is naturally the result of his careful design. He originally wanted to take advantage of these two days to make a splash with promotions, but he didn't want to be ruined by him. Dare to complain.

Seeing the manager's expression getting worse and worse, he screamed inwardly. He wanted to quickly find some topic to divert his attention. When he caught sight of the football, he immediately said, "Why is someone playing football in the supermarket? Such a thing... .”

"What's wrong with such a thing?" Someone behind him said displeasedly.

He turned his head and saw a gorgeously dressed woman leading a little boy, and gave him a hard look.

The manager of the supermarket immediately bowed and said, "Hello, President."

So this is the owner of the supermarket?

The woman glanced at his embarrassed appearance, snorted coldly, and left.

Looking at the president who was going away, and then at the manager with frosty face, he slammed his mouth, stood up by himself, and thought, I'd better go.

When I got back to the company, I heard that the supermarket wanted to reduce the order quantity and complained to the salesman today.

The section chief of their eighth class is a good man, he bought him a cup of tea with a smile, and said: "Zebo, don't worry too much, this kind of thing often happens..."

Yes ah often.

Their eight lessons are a collection of trash.

He lowered his head and thought to himself, Saeki, if this continues, you will not be far from being unemployed.

In fact, due to the economic crisis since 08, the market has generally been depressed, and the company where Saeki works has decided to lay off employees in a small way.No one knows what this small range is, just as few people know what the department is.But rumors spread, and people said that the 8th class of the sales department, which was full of waste, was the target of the layoffs.

Saeki lowered his head, using a wry smile on the corner of his mouth to hide the bitterness in his heart.

Think hard work will pay off. . .But. . .

After get off work, I drank a few glasses with the people in the class. After parting, I felt that I was still bored, so I bought another can of beer and took it in my hand.He took the wine and didn't drink it, just wandering in the park in a daze.

Then it's back to the beginning.

Saeki sat alone on a park bench.It was late at night, and the park was silent, only the white street lamps flickered and glowed pale.

In the night of early spring, everything has not yet recovered, so naturally the chirping of insects cannot be heard at night.It's like pressing the stop button on the radio, all the sounds are pulled away, and everything in front of you is in it, but it's like facing an oil painting, without real feeling.

If Saeki had been able to separate his mind a little, he would have discovered how eerie the silence was.It's a pity that he is still immersed in the accumulation of three years. . .No, 25 years of failure.

Mu Ran, a spark flashed across his heart, he probably drank too much, and actually had that extravagant idea.

But he still couldn't help thinking, what if I were the complete opposite of what I am now?Would my life be such a failure if that person acted decisively, had a shrewd mind, and had outstanding abilities?Will everyone look at me a little differently?Am I not going to drag the eighth class back?Will I be everyone's pride?It's me. . .Won't this fail?

A stalk of cherry blossoms that had just bloomed fell and happened to land on his palm. He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, feeling great pain in his heart.

He once trusted a person, and that person was the whole of his world, like a fluttering cherry blossom, tearing apart everything about him in the wind.

He never loved anyone again after that.

If you can be more. . .He couldn't find words, but he thought maybe everything would be different.

Dangdang.

Suddenly the clock struck and stopped twelve times.

The day is over, the clock returns to the starting point, and a new story begins.

The sound of the clock seemed to be beating on his heart, and what was beating on his heart at the same time was the sound of footsteps from a distance, clicking, clicking, stepping on the hour, not less, exactly twelve times.

Twelve steps were neither far nor near, but they happened to stand in front of him, casting a black shadow.The man chuckled and said, "Does the beer taste bad? I haven't seen you drink much since just now."

He looked up, and there was a strange man standing in front of him.A very strange man.The temperature in early spring can’t be called cold, but that person looked like he was in the cold winter. He was wearing a complete black suit, a long black cape, leather gloves on his hands, and a black top hat. He refused to expose even a trace of excess skin. .The only thing he showed was a face, a face that was breathtakingly beautiful.There are glasses on the face, and the eyes are hidden behind the glasses, and the expression is indistinguishable.

Katsuya Saeki glanced at him, bowed his head and said, "No, the wine is delicious, it's just me..."

He is not used to blaming others, even with a can of beer he bought, and it has become instinctive to apologize immediately when there is a problem.

The weird man ignored his useless performance, and said in an exaggerated tone like a voice actor: "Is it the trouble of being in love? No, for a beautiful person like you, there should be no one who is willing to let you go."

Saeki smiled wryly and said, "If that's the case... that's fine."

The strange man said again: "Could it be a matter of work? It's unbelievable that such an excellent person like you would work so hard for those boring jobs." Zuobo could only smile wryly, and said: "You Don't make fun of me anymore. I'm... just a piece of shit."

The strange man snorted and said, "Forgive me, I have never seen a person with such a noble character and outstanding strength like your Excellency. Such an extraordinary person can mix with those ordinary people without the slightest arrogance." One piece, this kind of heart and tolerance is really admirable to me."

The weirdo kept praising Saeki, and the beautiful words flew out faster than snowflakes.But Saeki didn't believe the strange man's words at all, he knew exactly what kind of character he was, not to mention the king of men, he couldn't even talk about the word "excellent".

But seeing the weirdo talking endlessly, he felt a sense of envy instead.He himself is always clumsy with his tongue. If he could have the eloquence of a weirdo, today's incident would not be so troublesome as to reduce the order quantity.

The weird man paused and said, "That's not your fault~~"

Saeki was taken aback, thinking, could this person still understand what was going on in my mind?

Seeing his astonished expression, the strange man smiled slightly, and said, "I was rude to say it, but I have talked on and on for so long. As an apology, please accept this gift."

The weirdo opened his hand, and what was placed in his palm was a pair of glasses with a cold light on the silver metal frame.

Saeki shook his head and said, "No, no, there is nothing wrong with my eyesight."

The weirdo thought for a while, then forced the glasses into Saeki's hand, and said, "This is not an ordinary item used to improve eyesight. If we compare it, this is a legendary treasure. It is equivalent to a lucky item."

Holding his glasses, Saeki murmured, "Lucky thing?"

The weirdo said: "Yes. Come on, please, from the moment you take it, your life will have a huge change."

As if bewitched, Saeki slowly put on his glasses.

A voice in his heart sighed that he had actually been reduced to believing such stupid stories.

However, he would never admit it, and a part of him thought that life couldn't be worse anyway, so. . .It doesn't matter what happens next.

He couldn't have been more unfortunate.

Thinking of this, his brain suddenly became dizzy. He looked up, only to see a weird smile on the black-clothed weirdo.

"That's not necessarily yo~~ But, please enjoy it."