LOVE CATCH

Taking a taxi is the fastest, but Shibuya just wanted to make sure the president was okay.

Standing up and pedaling like a bicycle racer, Shibuya arrived at the president's apartment ten minutes later. At this time, I was sweating like a shower.He rang the doorbell nervously.What if the president can't even get to the entrance.Do you want to ask the manager to open the door with a key... Just as I was thinking wildly, the door opened.

"Ah, Shibuya?"

Standing in front of him was Aoyama.

"What's the matter with you so late? Ah, are you here to visit Fang Lang?"

Unable to comprehend the situation in front of him, Shibuya could only nod his head.

"...Because I happened to pass by here. Aoyama, you...?"

"I'll take a look at Fang Lang's situation. A big man lives alone, and it may be a problem to eat. My home is only 3 minutes away from here."

"That's it"

"Go up quickly. Yoshiro-kun will be very happy."

Worried about the president, it turns out that there are other people who will take care of him.I looked like a fool for rushing over by bicycle desperately.

"I went back. I didn't bring anything"

"Don't worry about this kind of thing"

Aoyama grabbed his wrist and half-forcedly dragged him to the president's house.The house that I tried my best to tidy up a month ago can be regarded as keeping a tidy appearance.

"Hoshiro, Shibuya came to see you."

The man who was lying on the sofa in the living room suddenly jumped up.But his upper body swayed from side to side as if he had no strength.

"The heat is still very high, you can't force it up"

After being scolded by Aoyama, the president lay back obediently.

"The sudden visit is bothering you. Are you all right?"

The president's cheeks were slightly red, and he nodded with a "hmm".

“Really sorry for coming empty handed”

"Just seeing your face makes me happy"

Is it because of fever?The president's eyes were moist as if drunk, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"As long as Fang Lang suffers from a cold, he will wait for a long time to heal. Last time, he was lying in bed for a week. At that time, he obviously said on the phone that he was fine, but he didn't come to the company at all. Because he was worried, he went to his house to see him. I found Yoshiro collapsed at the entrance. I was so scared that my heart almost stopped."

"It was really troublesome for you at that time"

"There is a limit to being brave. Don't refuse to ask for help if you think it's not possible. Health management is also your job. Yoshiro is responsible for the livelihood of our employees."

"……I'm really sorry"

Qingshan's cell phone rang, said "sorry" and left the corridor.There were only two people left, and Shibuya noticed that the atmosphere around him suddenly became very bad.

"Because I sent you an email, and you didn't reply, I'm a little concerned"

"Ah, sorry. My phone is out of battery, but I can't find a charger. Maybe it was picked up by a cat."

"Fang Lang."

Qing Shan returned to the living room.

"I'm going back. My youngest son is going to sleep together tomorrow, so I should have told you in advance, really... I haven't prepared anything yet."

"Thank you for today, Eiko"

"I'm going back too"

"Oh, Shibuya finally came here, please sit down for a while?"

"Ah, but..."

"Fang Lang, rest well, see you tomorrow in Shibuya, bye"

Aoyama made a splendid exit.The feeling of being left behind was very strong, Shibuya looked out the door reluctantly, and then a voice came from behind: "Shibuya, you can go back too."

"I'm going back to my bedroom"

The president stood up and walked forward lightly.When Shibuya supported him, the president frankly leaned on him, as if it was really hard work.The president who was sitting by the bed coughed violently.Every time he coughed, the president's back trembled like a bent lobster.

"Ah, sorry"

After the cough subsided, the president's voice became even hoarse.

"Do you want me to get something to drink?"

"what?"

"Would it be better to drink some water or something?"

"Ah, um. Good"

Shibuya went to the kitchen and poured water into the empty plastic bottle.Two cats that were completely invisible when Aoyama was still there appeared at some point and entangled Shibuya's feet.

Although the cat blocked the way ahead, Shibuya still put the plastic bottle on the round table beside the bed.The president said thank you, picked up the water bottle and gulped down all the water.Having said that, the president is still wearing a wrinkled cotton shirt and trousers.Probably just lay down on the sofa after returning from the hospital.The neck of the shirt was soaked with sweat.

Shibuya left the dormitory and walked into the bathroom.Wring out the towels in the bathroom and put them in the heater.It was more or less a wet towel, so Shibuya put it in a plastic bag and returned to the bedroom.The president was sitting on the edge of the bed blankly.

"If you want to sleep, it's better to change into pajamas."

Pass the wet towel over.

"Hold up, I'm sorry, I smell like sweat all over my body"

He sniffed like a dog.

"It doesn't smell particularly bad. Where do you put the change of clothes?"

The president pointed to the closet, and Shibuya opened the door.It was no different from what I imagined, the clothes inside were in a mess.He took out a set of pajamas and smelled it.Should have been washed.

The president took off his sweaty clothes and wiped his body. His movements were slow, maybe because he had a fever and it was hard work.

"Let me help"

His back, as slender as a thin cat, trembled.

"Ah...but...that..."

The hesitation time is too long.Shibuya was too lazy to say anything, and directly wiped the president's back with a towel.The president's skin, which he touched directly, was soft and drenched with sweat.Because the president was shaking, Shibuya quickly changed him into new pajamas and pajama pants.After tidying up the skirts, the president's neck...below the wig was already drenched with sweat.

"Take off your wig"

As if refusing the offer, the wig-wearing head shook back and forth.

"His head is full of sweat"

The president tightly closed his eyes, then took off the wig tremblingly, and placed it on the table beside the bed.What is displayed in front of my eyes is a bald head that has been 99% bald.In order to protect the remaining dying hair, Shibuya gently wiped his sweaty head.

After changing into pajamas, the president sighed reassuringly, "It has become so comfortable", and stretched out his right hand to pick up the wig on the table.

"Do you wear a wig when you sleep?"

"No la"

"That's fine. If you don't wear it, your head won't be stuffy, and it's better for your hair."

The president clutched the wig tightly and refused to let it go, but finally put it back on the table.

"Did you have anything to eat tonight?"

"Yingzi cooked porridge for me and drank a little. Because I have no appetite..."

"Is there anything else you want to eat? Jelly, ice cream, etc."

"Ice cream..." the president muttered.

"If you want ice cream, I'll buy it now"

"Forget it now, thank you. It's getting late and you should go back. I have nothing serious. You have to cook for your family tomorrow, and it will be very hard."

It is indeed time to go back.

"When I go back, can you use the key to lock the entrance for me? The spare key is stored in the top drawer of the cabinet in the living room. It's the key ring with Oze on it. You can return it whenever you want.  … Very Sorry, I can't take you to the entrance."

According to the president, he took out the spare key from the drawer of the cabinet and walked to the corridor.The two cats stuck to their feet recklessly, meowing and complaining.Shibuya returned to the bedroom again.

"that……"

The president has already fallen asleep, only showing a face looking at this side.

"Did the president feed the cat tonight?"

The corner of the owner's mouth was half-opened, and he muttered, "I forgot..."

"Is it okay to give each cat a measuring cup of feed and water?"

"Thank you"

After feeding the empty cat food and water, Shibuya left the apartment.Riding on the bicycle, I looked back a little, and there was still a faint light in the president's room.It should have been 11:30.

I saw a convenience store on the other side of the road.With the store's bright lights illuminating the parking lot, Shibuya stopped and locked the rear wheel of his bike.

The entrance was still dark as when Shibuya left.At that time, there was a downlight left in the living room as the president said, and the light leaked into the corridor.Taking off his shoes at the entrance by the dim light.

Walk gently to the kitchen and put the contents of the bag in the refrigerator.Porridge in bags, canned peaches, ice cream... I wanted to leave a note on the back of the flyer and put it on the dining table to remind the president, but I looked around and couldn't find anything like a pen.

I seemed to see a ballpoint pen when I was taking the keys in the drawer of the cabinet just now.So Shibuya quietly walked into the living room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh"

Shibuya took a few steps back in shock from the strange shout.The figure on the opposite side staggered and fell down.

"Hey, Shi... Valley"

Under the dim light, Shibuya saw the president throwing his feet on the ground with a duster.

"You, didn't you go back?"

"I bought you something..."

Putting the duster on the ground, the president covered his face with his hands and let out a big sigh.

"I thought it was a thief"

"Sorry to scare you"

"...Ah, no, don't worry about it"

The president wanted to stand up, but frowned.He put his hands around his waist and rubbed gently.

"Could it be that you are flashing your waist?"

"no big deal"

Even so, he still couldn't stand up.Shibuya squatted down in front of the immobile man, then wrapped his hands around the man's slender waist, and picked him up.

"what"

The man, still feverish, struggled.

"I'll put you in bed"

"I do not