"I am back."

When Jiachun returned home, only her mother was leisurely watching TV in the living room.

After a little perception, as expected, my father still works overtime in the studio at home after returning home. After all, for cartoonists, every minute and every second when the deadline is approaching is the countdown to hell; And A-Dun was also struggling in his room to "learn to love me, I love to study"... Fortunately, the swelling of his buttocks has subsided a lot, otherwise standing and studying would be double the hardship.

Masako Murasakihara looked away from the TV screen, glanced at her daughter, and then looked at the clock hanging on the wall:

"Didn't you tell me to come back early, what time is it now?"

"It's only [-]:[-], and there is still half an hour before the start of the variety show of Liu Shentong." Jia Chun said that she also counted the time to come back, okay?

"That's not what I meant." Masako would not be fooled casually, and said half-jokingly: "It's late at night, a female high school student is alone with boys outside, don't know mom, will I be worried?"

"Don't make it full of ambiguity, it's just a meal." Jiachun replied flatly, and she couldn't read any element of worrying about her from your mother's expression, "Besides, you know, no Who can do anything to me, there is no need to worry about my safety at all, of course, you are not worried either."

"Of course I don't worry about what Atobe Keigo will do to you. What I worry about...is exactly the opposite."

Jiachun: "...", so you are worried about what I will do to Atobe-kun?What can I do with him, can I instantly transfer him to the South Pole to accompany the penguins, or can I slap him and throw him into the sky to embrace the moon?Is it still my mother!

"Don't you think you pay too much attention to Keigo Atobe? Except for Xiao Atsushi, I have never seen you pay so much attention to a boy of the same age." When I was in the ice emperor tennis club today, Masako had already observed it Unusual, "Even, your emotions will be mobilized because of him, which is not like the usual you. Xiaochun, you always say that it is difficult for you to be interested in anything in this world, but I think... ...You are quite interested in him."

As if being poked somewhere in her heart, Jiachun suddenly felt that something terrible was about to overflow from her emotions.

Is it the feeling called "like" that she thought about before?

It should be... no.

She has checked that from a physiological point of view, the feeling of "like" is the result of the mutual interaction of hormones from both parties.However, she and Atobe are not the ideal type of each other, how could they call, and how could they secrete hormones to attract each other if they didn't call.

At this time, the evening soap opera broadcast on TV reached the highlight of this episode——

I saw the beautiful girl with fluttering long hair and the handsome boy in a white shirt staring at each other in the background full of small and fresh tones that have been added with several filters.

The boy asked expectantly:

"Yuriko, do you... like me?"

Hearing the other party's question, the girl showed a gentle smile:

"Of course I like you. Ono-kun, you are handsome, good at studying, good at sports, and you are so gentle in your heart, and you take care of me like that... Ono-kun, you are really a good person."

Jia Chun, who accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene on TV, seemed to have suddenly realized, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Atobe-kun has all the qualities of that Ono-kun.

Ah, so that's how it is. The reason why I feel suspicious of "like" or something is because Atobe-kun is a good person~

That's right, that's it, Atobe-kun is indeed a good person, indeed a good person.

And Ms. Masako, who was waiting for her daughter to say what she was thinking in her heart, looked at her daughter in surprise the next second as she walked upstairs with ease and joy as if she was covered with red flowers... It seemed that she was in a mood good looking?

Alas, the mind of an adolescent girl is really too difficult to understand... Masako shook her head and went back to watching TV.

"Tsk, Yuriko, the green tea girl, is actually not offline yet. What is the heroine of the bitch master doing? The plot of these few episodes is simply too annoying." Masako, who expressed her dissatisfaction with the plot, suddenly remembered something. , and shouted upstairs: "Xiaochun, don't forget that it's your turn to do the dishes today, the sink is waiting for you!"

……

On the other hand, the first thing Atobe did after returning home after finishing today's homework was to check the information of Liu Shentong on the Internet.

"Tsk, his looks...it's just this level, what's so fascinating about that guy Ziyuan." Atobe clicked on the photo of Liu Shentong on the Internet and enlarged it, and looked at it carefully, "The bridge of the nose is not straight enough, and the shape of the eyes The person is uncomfortable, and the proportion of the face is not good... Generally speaking, it is above the middle level, and there is no distinctive appearance."

Atobe walked to the huge mirror in the room, stared at himself in the mirror, and traced his face reflected in the mirror with his fingers.

Then... the more you look at it, the more satisfied you become.

"Sure enough, my uncle's appearance is more perfect, Kasumi Murasakihara, you are not gorgeous."

After looking at himself in the mirror, Atobe came to the conclusion that... this uncle is indeed the most gorgeous, ahhh.

At this moment, Peter jolted into Atobe's room and circled around Atobe happily.

"Yes, I haven't accompanied you today, are you lonely, Peter?" Atobe, who proved that he is more beautiful, was in a good mood, squatting down to pet the dog, and brought Peter's toys to accompany it Playing up.

While playing its never-ending game of throwing with Peter, Atobu muttered to himself.

"Kasumi Murasakihara, God Aoki... I always feel that they are two siblings who are carved out of the same mold."

"The eyes of those two people are exactly the same. They always carefully keep a distance from their surroundings, as if they want to isolate themselves from everything around them. Sometimes, those eyes are so calm that they seem to be boundless. hollow, with nothing in it."

"What have these two people been through?"

I remembered what Jiachun said when we parted at the station tonight [I haven’t found anything that interests me so far, as for love... I don’t know what that is], and when she said this Atobe couldn't tell why, but he just felt a little distressed.

Being able to say this kind of thing shows that there is still a desire for it in the heart after all.

At least in the tennis match this afternoon, although he was concentrating on the court, she was still very excited to see her nervous and cheering for him, especially the moment he won the round.This shows that at least for this game, she is not indifferent, but interested.

As long as she is human, it is impossible to strip away all her emotions, unless she actively resists.

Seeing Peter, who was biting the thrown ball and running back towards him, Atobu held and raised its two front paws, as if asking him, or talking to himself:

"Tell me, why did she do that?"

Peter: "???"

……

The next day, the ice emperor tennis club club activity time——

The youthful and passionate teenagers were sweating on the sports field, but four of them were sweating... already sweating like a sea.

The four people who ran around the outermost perimeter of the stadium, Mukahidake, Akutagawa Jiro, Hochotaro, and Hikichiwaka, really didn't understand what happened. I always felt that Atobu was targeting them today!

"Senior Atobe, today is extra strict." The good boy Hochotaro was still thinking positively.

Xiang Riyue immediately retorted, "It's not strict, it's just revenge! What happened to Atobe today!"

"...I think so too." Rijiruo echoed in a low voice.

Cirou, who was already sleepy, was dragged to run around, and while running, he turned his head and cast a suspiciously coquettish look at Atobe, "Can you please let me go to sleep?" However, Atobe coldly ignored him.

...Wow, you are no longer the old Atobe.

"Is it really good to train them this way? Is it a bit too much?" Masako Murasakihara, who was giving technical guidance to several members, looked at the tragic situation on the other side of the physical training field and couldn't help asking.

Atobe, on the other hand, showed the minister's stern and selfless attitude:

"Xiang Ri and Hiyoshi are lacking in physical fitness. They often feel weak in the second half of the game. They need to strengthen their physical training. Cirou is also too lazy. Feng... He usually likes to practice extra, so let him accompany him. Let the three of you be together."

After listening to these remarks, the "sensible people" in the team who could not be bewitched by the words of the minister, Ninzuzu Yushi and Shishido Ryo, discussed in a low voice——

"It's revenge, isn't it?"

"Well, absolutely."

……

After the club activities ended, Jiachun, as the manager, stayed behind to sort out and count all the facilities in the club.

"Thank you." Atobe, who hadn't left yet, walked into the lounge and said.

"You haven't left yet, Atobe-kun." Jiachun looked at Atobe.

"Well, I forgot something." Atobe opened his cabinet while talking, picked up the water cup he forgot in the cabinet, took out another stack of things, and handed it to Jiachun, "This is the How about the photo taken recently by the uncle, which has been intensively edited?"

Jiachun expresses what she wants to say with expressionless eyes only... Are you mentally retarded?

Atobe, who is extremely confident in his refined photos, directly ignores Jiachun's eyes, and shakes the photo in his hand:

"Those draft photos of entertainment stars have long been unknown to the PS team behind them. Compared with refined photos, I am no worse than theirs."

...Haven't you given up on being beautiful with Liu Shentong? You're so young, Atobe-kun.

Jiachun sighed helplessly, took the photo from Atobe, lowered her head and glanced at it.

"How about it, my uncle is preparing to choose the best one to set as a new Twitter avatar..." Atobe said as he was about to take back the photo from Jiachun, but found...he couldn't move it?

Jiachun: "...", let go, let go, let go, Murasakihara Kasumi!This is just the skin of the skeleton that you have seen rotten!

What should I do if my hands don't work, wait online, urgent.

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