When Usaida asked him to stand in for him when he had a cold, on the inside, Keigo was absolutely overjoyed. Spending time with the adorable little things in the daycare? That hardly seemed like working at all. He felt almost guilty for immersing himself in such cuteness while the Chairwoman managed on her own.

Yes, admittedly, things went wrong sometimes. Poor little Kirin and Taka had an accident that caused him to have to improvise with a cloth diaper, but he had solved that issue with the precision of one who had been trained to serve in any and all environments. He couldn't let the little ones down.

As the day drew to a close, he found himself feeling wistful. Perhaps he'd chosen the wrong career. As the last few children were picked up and Ryuuichi and Kotaro were sent home, Keigo hung back and began tidying the the daycare room. Really, who knew such small children could make such messes.

When he heard the door open, he turned around and softed. "Ah. It's you. Did you call? Forgive me." He murmured. He didn't smile, but his eyes betrayed his affection.