Me, the villain!

[Kego Atobe funded the construction of a tennis court in a nursing home where there was no tennis court.

There are a lot of old acquaintances in the nursing home, and when the nursing home tennis match is held, it often takes a week to finish the match due to too many participants.

Keigo Atobe was lying on the rocking chair, the soft sun above his head made him drowsy.

He had a very long dream, dreaming of the girl he liked when he was young, and also dreaming of his sister who died early.

He woke up from the dream with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The handsome face of youth is discounted by sagging skin and wrinkles.

The sound of hitting a tennis ball came, and Keigo Atobe struggled to get up while supporting the handle of the rocking chair.

With his hands behind his back, holding a fan, he walked slowly to the tennis court.

The player who played on the court was a beginner, and the ball was so bad that he couldn't see it.

"General!" Ren Zu laughed, "You lost."

He secretly practiced for several months before he managed to win one of Liu's ten rounds.

Liu pushed down his glasses coldly: "Continue."

Standing up, he refused: "I won't come. I heard that a newcomer is coming. I'll join in the fun."

Liu was arranging the chessboard, looking at Atobe who had been standing next to them and watching them play chess for a long time: "Next game?"

Atobe said directly: "If it weren't for the fact that the player on the court is so bad at playing, I wouldn't want to watch you play chess."

Liu Dao: "Why is Mr. Jibu no longer calling himself my uncle when he is old?"

Atobe snorted and headed to the tennis court by himself.

The rookie who just played came off the court, and he saw Yukimura on the court.

"Yukimura, play a round."

Yukimura took the racket and played against Atobe.

Now they don't dare to swing their rackets vigorously at will, for fear that if they try too hard, they will break their bones somewhere.

The day before yesterday, Kirihara played too intensely and was directly lying on the bed due to a broken bone. He couldn't recover for a hundred days.

Atobe's body is fairly strong, but those who choose to play professional tennis like Yukimura are not in good health.

The injuries caused by training tortured them twice as they got older.

When he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and passed Yukimura's door, he could still hear the uncomfortable moans.

Retired athletes have this problem, so the nursing home for the elderly thoughtfully invited a special therapist to recuperate his body on a regular basis.

After all, the uncles and aunts in this nursing home are either rich or expensive.

After the game, Atobe felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he was a little out of breath.

He waved his hand to indicate that he would stop beating, and with trembling feet, he was about to move back to the room and lie down for a while.

In the corridor, he met his former love rival.

Gojo Satoru's bald head was shining brightly from the lamp. He was the eldest brother in the nursing home. As for why he was the eldest brother, it was purely because he was the oldest.

He greeted Gojo Satoru coldly.

Most people in the nursing home don't like him, he has a weird temper, he has no EQ and can't speak.

Anyway, more than half of the people have been offended by him.

The nursing home is equipped with one room per person, and the room is very large. Every day, someone regularly replaces the vases on the table with fresh flowers. As soon as I enter the room, I feel the fragrance of flowers overflowing.

There are two photos next to the vase on the table, one is a group photo of his tennis club when he was young, and the other is his sister who bowed her head and refused to look at the camera.

He didn't dare to dream about him too much, and whenever he dreamed, he felt overwhelmed by heavy guilt.

The next day, there was a lot of news about Ren Zu's pursuit of a newcomer.

Xiang Ri complained: "Why did you pursue him when you just met? After a lot of age, you can't obediently accept your fate and die alone?"

Xiang Ri was a little annoyed, and said that he would spend his whole life as a single dog and only spend time with tennis, but in the end he was the only one who took it seriously.

Atobe, who knew the inside story, said: "The newcomer to the nursing home is Ren Zuzu's childhood sweetheart. I didn't expect to meet him in the nursing home."

Feeling betrayed, Xiang Ri was still upset: "He just wants to be someone's old baby!"

Xiangri walked away angrily.

Akutagawa shook his head and sighed, "I'm still immature at this age."

Atobe Keigo pointed to the lollipop in his mouth: "If you eat any more, your dentures will fall off."

Ren Zuzu played on the tennis court, and every ball was played by him very beautifully, which was very entertaining.

Atobe glanced at it and knew that he was showing it to people outside the venue.

He snorted: "It's more than half a year old, and I still learn how to open the tail like a peacock."

Yukimura, who heard his words, smiled, and added: "I still need to learn from you about the peacock opening its tail. What about a handsome coat during a game, and hiring someone to throw rose petals... They are all friends. You need to teach me more." Endure enough."

Atobe said with a dark face: "Extremely boring."

Yukimura said deliberately: "It's boring, I think it's quite interesting."

The director in charge of the nursing home came to look for Yukimura again, and behind her was Nioh who bowed his head.

"Yukimura, take care of him and smash Gojo Satoru's glass again. How many times has this happened?"

Yukimura smiled awkwardly: "Director, I will communicate with Nioh well and ask him not to smash Gojo Satoru's window next time."

After the director left, Yukimura taught him a lesson: "You can smash it as you like, and you can't just get the glass of Gojo Wu. He doesn't hate Zhongyuan Zhong, who is the door?"

King Ni nodded clearly, and immediately picked up the stone on the ground to smash the glass of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Atobe understands it, he is retaliating against Chuya Nakahara who said he was a sissy a few days ago.

Black-hearted people are as old as black-hearted.

Atobe sighed and left alone.

No matter how many people are around him, he will occasionally feel lonely.

He lay in the rocking chair and basked in the sun to sleep.

This dream lasted for a long time, until he closed his eyes and couldn't wake up again. ]

Keigo Atobe took a deep breath: "Rei Atobe, did you kill yourself just to make up a story?"

Even if he died, this scourge would not die.

"If I can't conquer the world, I should die young like I said just now." Rei Atobe said sadly.

Atobe Keigo said speechlessly: "If you don't replenish your brain, you will die of stupidity sooner or later, and die young."

Atobe kicked him resentfully: "You talk too much, believe it or not, I will send you to France to pick up garbage right now?"

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it England?"

"I can send you wherever I want, do I need to discuss with you?"

Atobe Keigo glanced at her, put on his clothes and said, "Let's go to the shooting site."

Rei Atobe said dissatisfiedly: "Why should I go? Also, is this your attitude towards the honorable heir?"

Atobe Keigo asked impatiently, "Will you go?"

"go with!"

She was going to appreciate the distorted expression of Keigo Atobe who was killed by the director's bad breath.

Things are not what she thought.

First of all, Keigo Atobe put on a mask as soon as he entered the studio as if he knew the director had bad breath.

Unlike her previous busy schedule, Keigo Atobe took care of things quickly and the shooting went smoothly.

Rei Atobe changed his mind, and it is better not to exile Keigo Atobe to Italy so soon, and wait until all his value is squeezed out.

Rei Atobe, who watched the filming for a while, felt bored.

Looking at the draft in the first half, what impressed her the most was the funny team from Mafia, the port.

She's willing to pay to see their outrageous sumo show all over again.

During the intermission, Keigo Atobe continued to work.

She idly left the auditorium and wandered backstage.

The trainee who was putting on makeup noticed that the girl who looked like a junior high school student was not stopped by the staff but treated her with respect.

Heijing whispered: "Who is that? Such a grandeur?"

Sato glanced at her and whispered, "I'm not sure, I just heard the staff call her Miss Atobe."

Kuroi asked in surprise, "Is that Atobe?"

Sato nodded, indicating that Atobe was the one he thought of.

Kuroi felt that the opportunity had come, and he could choose other ways if he could not make his debut in the draft.

If he could get close to that little girl, he would never struggle for the rest of his life.

He looked at his appearance in the mirror and found that he was quite pretty, a handsome guy that little girls like.

By going to the bathroom, Kuroi secretly went to Atobe Reiji alone, and found her pouring water in the tea room.

He also poured a glass of water, and chose to sit on the same sofa with Rei Atobe.

Rei Atobe didn't raise her head: "Can you sit on another sofa with so many sofas? You smell too much perfume."

Kuroi smiled awkwardly.

Lianxi dialed Heiyu Kaito's phone number, and scolded him: "It's been so long, I thought you could kill an elephant, why are you so weak?"

Luanbudao who answered the phone: "Little Douzi, there is a phone call."

Kaito Kuroba desperately shook his head, indicating that he would not answer the phone.

Luanbu said: "Kaito Kuroba said he wouldn't answer your calls, so you just come and beat him up~"

Kaito Kuroba snatched the phone back, but it was already hung up.

"Mr. Ranpo!"

Luanbu stretched his waist and said: "I've finished my favorite potato chips, go buy them, hurry up."

Kaito reluctantly goes out to buy snacks for Ranpo.

Rei Atobe probably didn't expect that the person she sent to kill Ranpo not only failed to kill him, but was ordered by him to buy snacks.

Kuroi tried to strike up a conversation: "Miss Atobe, are you here to watch the game today?"

Rei Atobe wondered: "If you don't watch the game, why don't you watch you?"

"By the way, who are you here? Have you played? How come I have no memory at all?"

Heijing, who was the first to enter A and was praised repeatedly by the instructor, twitched his mouth: "I am Heijing."

Atobe let out an "Oh" and said, "I have no impression."

Kuroi: "..."

Kuroi continued to look for topics: "Miss Atobe, which performance do you like best?"

Rei Atobe said without even thinking about it: "The sumo performance performed by the Port Mafia group was punching to the flesh. It is indeed the boy group sent by Port Mafia for the draft."

That's what she should be looking at.

She just remembered this performance, and she fell asleep all the way through other people's performances.

Kuroi still wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Rei Atobe's sudden phone call.

"Mr. Mori? I saw your group's performance, it was so exciting, if they don't make their debut, I will be angry!"

Kuroi recalled the sumo match that Rei Atobe talked about. A female judge was scared to tears by the vicious port Mafia members.

Miss Consortium has somewhat special taste.

He looked at his inconspicuous muscles. Could it be that he wants to train himself to be a muscular man in order to win Miss Atobe's attention?

"Mr. Mori, can I suggest that they perform Chest Breaking Boulders next time? It's absolutely shocking, and they will get out of the circle in minutes."

Kuroi: "..."

Get out of the circle every minute?He saw that it would take almost every minute to kill him.

"They are not strong enough now, you urge them to practice."

Heijing was silent, those Mafia members at the port were as strong as bears, not strong enough?

He left the tea room silently. Ms. Atobe probably likes orangutans, he is not worthy.

After talking on the phone with Mori Ogai, Rei Atobe received a text message.

It's from an informant.

[Beloved Human: Found what you were looking for, [address]. ]