>>24435918Good morning, I'm tearing up.
I must have fallen asleep before I knew it.
The cake I had lined up on my computer desk was crushed on the floor.
The grease from the bag of chicken is soaking into the desk, and the cold fat has turned white and hardened.
And when I fell asleep, my cheeks were twitching from lying on my desk, probably from bird fat.
The holojournal shows no increase in Pekora's frame.
I guess there haven't been any guerrillas since I fell asleep.
I'm going to go clean up the shortcake on the floor and throw it away.
I'm hungry, so maybe I'll just eat the chicken on the desk
But I'm having a mixture of cool emotions that I'm not sure about, like, "That's not so disgusting", I should just throw it away.
Let's clean up quickly, take a shower, and look for another Christmas cake we can get our hands on now, I say to myself.
The cake I had Peko-chan illustrate for me is smashed on the floor, but a cake from a convenience store or supermarket would be fine, right?
As long as I can blow out the candles while laughing and saying "Merry Christmas", that's fine, right?
Oh no, no, no...that's all I wanted.
I just wanted to say one word, "Merry Christmas" to Peko at night.
Was that too much to hope for? Was it too much for my stature?
Every time she talked about Christmas in her delivery, I thought it would be a normal night, so I made my boss stamp a request for pay, saying I had to take the night off.
I heard that the coworkers around me laughed behind people's backs, saying, "You don't have a girlfriend, do you?" I would order a cake ahead of time, knowing that my co-workers would laugh at me behind my back, but I would still take the day off to be proud of myself.
I even put ornaments around my desk and decorated my desktop with a long ackee and made my desktop wallpaper longer so I could post it on Twitter later.
And then the "NINJIN," the chief's name, would ring, and the "Peco Rap" would play, and I'd think, "What the hell are you Pekoants doing on Christmas, Fafafafafa!
But I'm glad you opened Christmas for us, Peco! Fa-fa-fa-fa!"
She smiles at me, blowing away my worries and making me smile, while acting a little uncomfortable.
I wanted to spend Christmas Eve with Pekora like that, even if it was only for an hour.
That's all I wanted.
No use, I can only feel regret even though I'm writing in a rambling manner.
I can't even dry my tears.
I'm going to clean the floor and take a bath.
Sorry for the long story.
