[Net King] Space-Time Fragments

The 28-year-old Nioh was awakened.

On the bed that he was somewhat familiar with and not so familiar with.

Familiarity is familiarity with geographical location, and unfamiliarity is because of...

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar looking person standing beside the bed.

It seemed that he had just returned to the bedroom after morning exercise, and the person in the sportswear was still sweating.

The short blond hair looked messy, and the forehead hair scattered in front of the pair of blue eyes that he liked very much, which made the eyes even more dazzling.

The person standing in front of him could only be described as a teenager. Although his figure was strong and slender, and the arms protruding from the short sleeves also had smooth muscle lines, he still felt immature.

"Who are you?! Why are you in my uncle's room?!"

Even the voice is familiar.

Did Atobe suddenly lose his memory and return to more than ten years ago, or did he come here by himself more than ten years ago?Or maybe the space-time black hole turned around in Atobe's bedroom?

After drawing manga for so many years, Nioh's unconstrained style has been upgraded to another stage.

He blinked: "Kego Atobe?"

"Do you know me?" The boy raised his eyebrows, and took another step with a vigilant expression—probably because he is lying down and looks harmless now.

Nioh was still angry about getting up, he didn't really want to solve the problem now, but rather wanted to sleep for a while and go back to the cage.But obviously that doesn't work.He thought about what to say to express his identity, but found it troublesome, or simply asked three questions and didn't know.At this time, his intuition chose a coping method for him that he didn't know whether to say good or bad.

He barely thought about it, sat up with his still aching body, and stretched under Atobe's increasingly vigilant expression.

The pajamas are cotton T-shirts that are two sizes too big, with a wide collar, revealing pale skin and distinct collarbones after not seeing the sun for a long time.

Nioh knew what was on it. After all, Atobe liked to hold his collarbone every time, making him slander that guy must be a dog who likes to chew on bones.

How old is this kid now?

fifteen?Or smaller?

I can't tell just by looking at the height, but I guess it was still in junior high school.

He is much more immature than the leader of the middle school team that he became familiar with in the U17 training camp in his memory, and the effect of memory beautification is not ruled out.

But no matter how old...

"Child." He didn't even need to lower his throat, his voice became hoarse due to thirst, "I am an envoy sent by God to teach you how to protect world peace."

Atobe: "..."

The 14-year-old Keigo Atobe did not choose to be called a bodyguard.

It was strange, but he had an inexplicable intuition the first time he saw the man who suddenly appeared on his bed.Intuition told him that this person could be trusted.Although this guy is a lie that no one will believe at all.

Wearing that kind of nerdy and somewhat unserious clothes, with that kind of marks on his body, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like a serious person.

But he is inexplicable...

"Who the hell are you?" He was a little annoyed.

Nioh blinked, wondering why the Atobe was so calm?

"You believe me when I tell you?"

"You speak first."

Pfft, so patient.

Nioh found it more and more interesting.

He lifted the quilt and sat up on his knees, tilting his head and looking at the teenage Atobe.

What surprised him was that the boy in front of him just let him look at it leisurely.

Is this what Atobe looks like in his teens?

Strategizing or something... not right.

"I'm your boyfriend." King Ren said.

Atobe: "..."

Do not believe it.

Nioh looked at Atobe with a slightly disappointed expression.

But he realized that Atobe was actually stunned, so he quickly leaned over and hooked the boy's shoulder.

It's fairly easy for an adult to restrain a minor, but it wasn't until he easily pulled Atobe over and pressed him against the edge of the bed that Nio felt that something was wrong: He remembered that Atobe practiced fencing since he was a child, right?Or is it that the morning exercise is too hard and the physical strength has not recovered?

King Ni didn't bother to care about this.

He bent down and pressed Atobe's shoulder and smiled: "You have slept with me for ten years, and now you don't admit it, I am also very sad."

Atobe, who was lying on the bed spinning and spinning, said: "..."

He looked at Niwang's face expressionlessly: "...ten years?"

"correct."

"So you mean, you are my future boyfriend?" Atobe even forgot the title of "Master Ben" in surprise.

"It depends on the situation." King Ni said, "But this kind of thing...wouldn't be as credible as I am the messenger of God?"

"...No, I don't believe in either." Atobe sat up with strength from his waist, and easily pushed Nio aside.

After rolling twice, Niwang pressed his waist and hissed: "Be gentle, kid. I won't attack you. Even if you are my boyfriend, after all, it has been more than ten years. I am not a lover ( Ka) Tong’s perverted (ka) state. And you’re covered in sweat, so dirty.”

Atobe: "..."

10

Nioh was a little disappointed: Atobe really didn't recognize himself.

There is not much difference between his appearance when he was young and his appearance now, right?

At most, the edges and corners are more distinct, the temperament has changed a little, and the appearance is more mature.At most it is a little whiter.

"How old are you now?" King Ren asked unwillingly, "National three? National two? The national competition is over?"

Atobe twitched the corners of his mouth: "Why did my uncle tell you?"

King Ni raised his hands: "You see, I am powerless, and I am not spying on your private information. And I already know that you are Keigo Atobe. Doesn't your house have an automatic alarm device? Explain I didn’t come in here from the outside. In fact, I know all your private information. I can tell you everything. For example, you have two moles on the back of your right shoulder, for example, how long is yours... Ah, this is not necessarily the case. , I am more familiar with you when you grow up, but I don’t know what you are now.”

Atobe raised his eyebrows: "Shut up!"

Why is this man so unrestrained? !

His face is a little hot.

He never believed in bizarre things, but he somehow wanted to believe what this person said...

Is such a thing as a future boyfriend really possible? !

But the man was right.

The alarm device at home didn't go off, and so many bodyguards and housekeepers didn't notice that there was another person in the room, so the most likely possibility is that this person appeared in his room "suddenly"—and this person even entered the room when he entered the room. He was still sleeping, but he woke up when he made a sound.So casually dressed...

Speaking of which, it’s okay to have a boyfriend. This person’s hair is disheveled and dyed in this color. It’s not some kind of performance art...

Is my private life so chaotic in the future? !

"What's your expression?" King Ren looked over lazily, "Tell me first, how old are you?"

This is not impossible to say.

Atobe's expression was indescribable: "...my uncle is in the third year of junior high school this year, and the national competition is of course over."

"Oh." King Ren raised his hand and touched his chin, "In other words, Qingxue has already won the championship."

"How do you know that Qingxue won the championship?!"

"What you have experienced is also the 'history' that I have witnessed." King Ren hooked his lips, "Would you like to bribe me and let me tell you about what will happen in the future?"

Atobe snorted coldly: "Don't talk about your setting, I won't believe it."

In fact, I still believe it, but he doesn't want to know about "future things".

"You said 'history'..." Atobe keenly sensed something from Nioh's words, "You also pay attention to tennis?"

He frowned, and his mind turned quickly: "There is also news about the middle school tennis match, and there are many people who follow it. You look like you are not young, and you will remember the results of the game more than ten years ago. It must be special. I care. So you also play tennis? Maybe you were defeated by Qingxue?"

Niwang raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean you are not young? I am only 28."

"Ben San's uncle."

King Ni snorted, "I can call you brother, Atobe."

Atobu's face froze for a moment, and then he realized: Why should I bicker with this man of unknown origin?

The most urgent thing is to find out the identity of this guy.

It's strange enough not to just take this guy away as a kidnapped bad guy, and he actually started chatting with him...

Do you still believe in the words "future boyfriend"?

"Your name?" Atobe became serious.

The spread of his aura only made King Ni find it funny.

"Don't you recognize me?" he whispered.

Atobe became a little impatient: "Don't do Tai Chi, I really want to call someone."

So he really didn't recognize me.

It's so sad.

It's not unexpected, it should be said that it should be like this.But to be honest with the results...

Nioh put away his frivolous smile.

He stroked his already long hair, and asked again: "You really don't recognize me?"

"……What do you mean?"

"I understand what I just said." Nioh said lightly, "Although you don't believe me, let me say it again. As for me, I have been dating 'Kego Atobe' for a long time, and we are currently a stable couple. I also play tennis. , I can also tell you all the results of the middle school league - except for the middle school, there are high school. I can call you 'brother', but strictly speaking we are the same age. You might as well look at my face, think about it?"

Atobe frowned at him.

Playing tennis, same age, so a tennis player from another school?

Remembering the results of the national competition so firmly, it can't be Qingxue's.

No, no, why did I start thinking along the lines of this person again?

Speaking of hair of this color...

Is it really a familiar face?

And the mole on the corner of the mouth...

and many more!

Etc., etc……

"Nio Masaharu?!" Atobe raised his voice.

Nioh made an exaggerated look of relief: "Thank God, I thought you really didn't recognize me, young master."

"Are you kidding me!" Atobe gritted his teeth, "You said you were Nioh Masaharu? That Nioh Masaharu from Likai University?!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go for a DNA test." Nioh said, "Pupil fingerprints are fine. I am indeed Nioh Masaharu."

Atobe: "..."

"Actually, it's not that troublesome. I think I'll be back soon. It would be interesting if I could see me disappearing in a flash..." Nioh licked his lips and laughed.

Atobe: "..."

11

Atobe felt that he could not believe a word of this man.

But he still didn't call the bodyguard.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that there is a feeling somewhere telling him that he can't do this.

It seemed to be controlled by an unwarranted force.

It should be said that as long as he wanted to turn around and go out to call someone, he couldn't move his whole body.This shouldn't be a force of nature, right?It's not a psychological effect, but really can't move.

Maybe this guy is really from the future.

But he said he was Nioh Masaharu...

It seems also...

Atobe thought for a while, and matched the face of Li Haida's silver-haired boy with pigtails with the man in front of him.

Reason told him that it wasn't true, but the more he compared it, the more it seemed like it.

Even if it wasn't Nioh Masaharu, it could be an immediate family member?

But if this guy is so sure about the DNA result, he might be Nioh's father?

...Although this guy said he was 28, he really looked like he was only in his 20s, so he shouldn't be old enough to give birth to such a big son.Unless there are children in the country...

No, no, how could he, Keigo Atobe, think of other people's families so much? !

So unglamorous and impolite!

"What are you struggling with?" Nioh looked at Atobe's expression and found it interesting, "Do you think it is impossible for you to date boys, or are you struggling with my identity?"

"No, it's not..." Atobe frowned, "You...I..."

He was silent for a while, then snorted coldly: "My uncle has been led away by you from the very beginning."

"Oh, you think so." King Ren blinked and laughed, "Then do you believe it or not?"

Atobe: "..."

"Why don't I tell you our story." Nioh clenched a fist with one hand and hit the palm of the other.

He patted the place next to him: "Sit down and listen? You haven't gone out to call for someone, so it means you still want to listen to me?"

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't move!

Maybe it was a dream.

Atobe thought.

He reluctantly sat down on the edge of the bed.

Nioh rolled two more times and returned to his original position, right next to Atobe.

He adjusted his posture, crossed his legs, and was separated from Atobe by a punch.

With his elbows resting on his knees, he rested his chin and looked at Atobu's immature face: "...Actually, you are really cute when you are 14 years old. Would you call me molested if I kissed you?"

Atobe: "..."

A vein popped out of his forehead.

After holding back, Atobe finally couldn't hold back: "... If you want to tell a story, tell it quickly!"

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

After finishing speaking, you might leave!

Thinking of this, Atobe looked at Kami Nio's smiling eyes.

The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, but not to the extent of peach blossom eyes, giving people a warm feeling.

But there are mixed facial features on this face, but it doesn't give people a warm feeling at all.

There is still tenderness, and there is also a subtle frankness and flamboyant temperament.

He gritted his teeth facing such a face: "I still have something to do, I don't have time to waste here."

Okay, okay, kids are really impatient.

King Ren exhaled: "Respect the old and love the young, child, let me organize the language."

Atobe: "..."

Call me a child again and really beat you!

The author has something to say: I don’t know how to write the 14-year-old Atobe...

Ah that's it.