I don't have autism

The weather was fine as always, but when Keigo Atobe brought the boy to the tennis court, the Hyotei Tennis Club had an uproar, just like the first time the boy appeared on the tennis court inexplicably.

"Wow! Kotobe! That's amazing!" Akutagawa Jirou, who was lying on the rest chair, was a little sleepy, his eyes opened a crack, and when he saw the boy, he jumped up from the chair and ran to Beside the boy, he circled around the boy a few times, wanting to touch the boy but a little afraid that he would disappear if he touched it, like a treasure found on an expedition.

"Haha, didn't Jirou see Atobe last time? He's so pitiful, he can't talk!" Xiang Hiyake pulled Akutagawa Jirou over, put his right hand to his mouth, and whispered the secret into Akutagawa Jirou's ear.

"Pa——" Keigo Atobe endured the gossip he heard, and snapped his fingers to quiet the whole world.

On the other hand, Yushi Ninzu chuckled in his heart. This was much better than the last time he brought the boy from the hospital to the street.

"The foster son adopted by my uncle!" Atobe Keigo looked at the boy proudly. He hoped that he could introduce himself. From the sound the boy made when he was playing, he could tell that the boy's vocal cords were fine, and it was not impossible. Speak up.

When the boy heard that Keigo Atobe said that he was an adopted son, his joyful mood suddenly dropped to the bottom. Maybe he really expected too much.

It turns out...my father doesn't recognize him as his son at all, but just...an adopted son.

The past few days have been nothing but bubbles...

He thought... His father finally recognized him.

People are not satisfied with the status quo, the book is true.

I thought that as long as I talked less, I would make fewer mistakes, but now it seems that the result is the same.

"My uncle is Keiyo Atobe, do you want to embarrass my father if you don't train?" Keiyo Atobe looked away, he is him, and now his father is in front of him, if you are not sensible, It is impossible to get the favor of the father.

……

The tennis court, which was already quiet, was really silent this time, and the silence was a bit penetrating.

Not only the others, but also Keigo Atobe was taken aback by Keiyo Atobe's sudden opening.These days, he and Yushi Ninzu tried various methods to keep the boy from talking. Today, it was just as usual, but it got an unexpected effect. What is even more shocking is that the tone of Keiyo Atobe's speech is not the same as his. The difference is worthy of being his adopted son!

"Ahh! What are you guys still doing in a daze! Didn't you hear my son's words? Go to training!" Atobe Keigo was the first to recover, and it took only a few seconds, but The impact of other people is not as high as Yushi Ninzu. After all, they have only met Keiyo Atobe once, and they don't know how difficult it is to get Keiyo Atobe to speak.

As for Yushi Ninzu, he pushed his glasses desperately for a long time, and kept complaining in his heart.

What is the situation!Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh than he is so repulsive to him alone?Could it be that he didn't speak because he was by his side?Come on, whoever complains!This situation is definitely possessed by ghosts!

"Uncle Ninja, I just hate you. How dare I say that I have autism! Only you have autism! Your whole family is autistic!" Atobe Keisei saw through Ninja Yushi's entangled psychology at a glance, and showed no mercy He spit out his heart directly, which stimulated Ninzu Yushi.

"Yeah, Xiao Jingshi hates me so much, I will be sad." Yushi Ninzu thought for a while in his mind, and he could only say this helplessly.

This kid really holds a grudge, not like a child at all.

"I'll force you to be a blue swordfish when I get back today!" Keiyo Atobe said helplessly, blinking his dark blue eyes.

That action is really indescribably funny when paired with Keiyo Atobe, he is still a child after all.

Of course, Yushi Ninzu doesn't think so, this is not a child, he is a veritable little white-eyed wolf, he likes to eat green swordfish, that's right!But he has never cooked this kind of food himself!He will really torment him, just like a certain uncle.

During this training period, everyone was full of worries, especially Xiang Riyue, who was very dissatisfied that his partner didn't tell him such an important matter, which made him so surprised and embarrassed, even though no one noticed his ugly appearance.

"Yushi, you bastard! Atobe, he took in Atobe, ah no, why didn't you tell me that he took in a small Atobe! Do you think I'm your partner? How can there be a tacit understanding in concealing it like this! Ah! I haven’t paid back the juice money I borrowed from you last time! Don’t go too far! Hurry up and return the juice money I borrowed from you!” Xiang Riyue took advantage of the exchange of venues and complained to Ninzu Yushi for a while.

"Yes, yes, I'll give it to you after this game." Yushi Ninzu pushed his glasses again, he always felt that he couldn't do without glasses more and more, he must restrain himself!

"It's settled! Don't play tricks!" Satisfied, Xiang Hiyue walked to the serving position, jumped on the spot, and waited for Yushi Ninzu's serve.

The independent practice went smoothly, and Keiyo Atobe didn't make any trouble, just sat on the rest chair and played with Jirou Akutagawa's hair.

Walnut color, soft, curly, very comfortable to the touch, it springs back when straightened and let go, very fun.

"Ah! Atobe don't play with my hair! I'll take you to eat roast lamb when the work is over! It's delicious! Jiro wants to go now, but Atobe won't let me, nah, Xiaoji Go and talk to Atobe!" Akutagawa Jirou grabbed Keiyo Atobe's little hand, looking at Keiyo Atobe excitedly with stars shining in his eyes.

"Uncle Jiro won't go to training? Father will be angry!" Keiyo Atobe was a good boy, and he was not successfully abducted by Jirou Akutagawa's few words. After all, Keiyo Atobe regards his father as supreme!

"Eh? It's okay, Atobe won't do it!" Akutagawa Jirou forgot his own experience every time, smiled brightly, and then...

Takahiro Huadi picked him up by the collar.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Kawachi! Let me go! I'm not sleeping! Let me go!" Keiyo Atobe opened his eyes wide, watching Akutagawa Jiro being picked up by Takahiro Kawachi, moving in parallel, and thrown directly onto the net In the stadium, fight with your father on the same court.

He also wants to play tennis to reach the level of his father.

Atobe Keiseo looked at his palm, where was a curly hair that was somewhat yellowed by the setting sun.

Uncle Cilang lost his hair!It's so unglamorous!