[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

【Little mustard, I'm home~o(*￣︶￣*)o】

The black-haired boy stared at the lit phone screen, his eyes flickered, and finally he came back to his senses after the bright light slowly faded away.Some helplessly sighed.

Even if you add the word "small" in front, you still call yourself "mustard seed"...

Hanyu Kazuki was not angry, although this title did not match his image, with a hint of femininity.

But he knew that Kise Ryota didn't have any malice, even with an intimate tone, wanting to approach him genuinely, it was purely unbearable to refuse.

【Well, rest early. 】

The young man pursed his lips, deleted and deleted several times, and finally typed these few simple words on the phone, and then read them carefully. He felt that such a reply was neither unfamiliar nor intimate, just right.

It felt like it was just replying to a message, but Hanyu Kazuki was inexplicably nervous.

The black-haired boy just put down his phone and continued to wipe his hair, and then the phone vibrated again the moment it touched the table, and the unsuspecting Hanyu boy was caught off guard.

"..."

Being so scared that he almost dropped the towel on the ground, Hanyu Kazuki was silent for a while, and then slowly picked up the phone and turned it on.

[Okay (#^.^#)!Good night Xiaojiazi~]

Seeing such a cute kaomoji, the black-haired boy froze for a moment, and then matched the appearance of the person who sent the text message with Ryota Kise, um... how should I put it, it is inexplicably cute.

I like the color text or something...

……

Hanyu Kazuo participates in the Go club, but the Hyotei club is not as famous as the tennis club. He has not even entered the preliminary round of the national competition, so he is not taken seriously, so he has relatively more free time.

The black-haired boy remembered that in a few days he would go to Saotome Academy to have their first debut rehearsal with Nayue and the others. Although he was not the main character, he knew that it meant a lot to those boys, so he went to find Sakaki today. The teacher borrowed a practice room to practice the piece.

Unlike the classical music I used to play in previous competitions, the song given to me by the head of the academy...

How should I put it, it's lazy and soft, but it becomes more and more exciting as you go back, like a pair of slender hands, pulling you, slowly the night falls, the moonlight in the sky is hazy, and the gorgeous and soothing tunes gradually sound.

In the end, it seemed that there was a sudden rain, and all the emotions burst out, becoming extremely eager, tick-tock majestic, and when it was coming to an end...

The rain is pattering, soft and gentle.

The sky slowly cleared up, the yellowish light seemed to sprinkle a layer of gold powder on the earth...

Everything is quiet and beautiful.

Such a layered artistic conception and gradual emotions are a little tricky for Hanyu Kazuki.Technical perfection can easily cover up the original expression and expression of emotion...

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Compared with other musical instruments, the cello is a little bulky and huge, but the timbre flowing from between the strings is intoxicating, mellow like fine wine that has been brewing for a hundred years and buried underground.It flows out slowly, and then returns to sweetness naturally.

Hanyu Kazuki's knuckle-boned hand rests on the cello, which is extraordinarily slender and white on top of the original wood color.

His blue eyes were drooping, and his long eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyelids, an indescribable tranquility.

The boy at this time is more charming than ever.

There is no hostility and arrogance that are unnaturally revealed when the face is usually expressionless, and there is no vague darkness between the brows...

At this time, all he could see was the qin under his hands, and his expression was very focused, soft and unbelievable, just like the orange sunset glow in the sky, faint, with a few white-winged birds passing by from time to time, the years are quiet and healthy.

Keigo Atobe originally came to the music room to discuss with Director Sakaki about the tennis club's training plan, but before he got there, he heard a deep cello sound.

The boy with silver-gray hair stopped in his tracks, his blue eyes flickered.

This is the first time I have heard of such a level... Whether it is a teacher or a student, this kind of technology is enough to be called gorgeous.

Atobe Keigo walked to the door of the music room and listened quietly for a while, without knocking on the door to interrupt the person playing inside the door at this time.

His bony hands gently tapped the tear mole under the corner of his eye, and his blue eyes were full of thought, but in the music department he knew, no one had the same technique as the low and gorgeous person at this moment. The timbre matches the number.

The silver-gray haired boy lowered his eyes, only to realize that the door was not closed tightly, and there was a small gap through which the situation inside could be seen clearly.

With such a casual glance, Keigo Atobe clearly saw the appearance of the person playing inside.

The eyes of the black-haired boy were somewhat covered by the thin forehead hair, but the depth of those blue eyes can still be felt. The white and handsome face has a deep outline, especially the slightly lowered head. His jaw line Very beautiful, like a picture scroll.

Hanyu mustard...

After a while, the black-haired boy stopped. He was still a little dissatisfied with the performance just now, but he didn't know exactly what was wrong.

Hanyu Kazuki was not in a hurry, he put away his musical instrument, and planned to go home with the music score, but he didn't expect to see Keigo Atobe when he just opened the door.

He stood at the door, closed his eyes and indulged in the music just now, until the movement when Hanyu Kazuya opened the door disturbed him, he came back to his senses, slowly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, Those deep sea-like eyes are so deep that people can't take their eyes off.

"...Atobe-kun, may I ask, are you here to see Mr. Sakaki?"

The black-haired boy would not be so narcissistic that he would think that Keigo Atobe would come to find him. He had really felt how popular the silver-gray-haired boy was at school.

He pursed his lips and asked in such a low voice.

"Ah, but, it seems that he is not here now..."'

"He should go back. I borrowed the music room, so Mr. Sakaki went back early..."

Hanyu was a little sorry, because of his own reasons, Keigo Atobe came to see Mr. Sakaki, but was in vain.

With the hand holding the music score, he unconsciously pinched the music paper with some force, his eyes drooped and he didn't speak, his blue eyes were dark and gloomy, and there was no expression on his face.

"It's okay, it's not urgent, we can meet and talk tomorrow."

When Keigo Atobe said this, he didn't know if it was his own illusion. He actually felt that it was necessary to say so much, because he seemed to feel that the black-haired boy seemed a little guilty.

But... I must have thought too much.

"……Um."

"Then, I'll go home first... You should go home early, even if it's a boy, it's not good to go back too late."

Hanyu Kazuki said this, with a serious face, as if he was explaining something important, and his blue eyes looked straight at Keigo Atobe, purely like a piece of blue glass that was wiped clear.

"..."

This is the first time that I was told so seriously to go back early, Keigo Atobe didn't know what to say, the main reason was that the boy in front of me looked too serious, and the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat .

"...Sorry, I'm a little too wordy. But...I pay more attention to recent news events..."

Hanyu Kazuo knew that Keigo Atobe was not as familiar with him as Hochotarou, but he still couldn't hold back his words.

Thinking of some news he had seen before, his Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at the silver-gray haired boy in front of him.

His face is fair and handsome, his blue eyes are like gurgling streams, clear and pure, and the silvery hair tips are slightly raised, with a hint of arrogant arc, but somehow cute.

The young man was extremely dazzling, like the brilliance that fell when the sun god's carriage passed by, every inch and every place was dazzling.

Young people, no matter in appearance or ability, are enviable.

"……what?"

Feeling that Hanyu Kazuo had been staring straight at him, Keigo Atobe looked away unnaturally, avoiding to meet him, and even his cheeks began to heat up inexplicably.

Facing someone of the same sex, such a shy reaction made him feel strange and... ashamed...

"...that is, recently there have been some... um... strange men, good-looking teenagers who like to tease..."

"That's why I was talking too much just now, I hope you go back soon... After all, in my opinion, Atobe-kun really makes those guys have the desire to commit crimes..."

After listening to Hanyu Kazuya's words, Atobe Keigo's face darkened, and his eyes darkened.

"...What, what's the matter, Atobe-kun?"

The boy's sudden silence made him a little uneasy. The black-haired boy didn't know how to react, so he swallowed and asked.

"Kazuki Hanyu... you, not gorgeous guy!"

This sentence was said almost through gritted teeth, and one could tell immediately that it wasn't a very nice tone.

"...???"