[Net King] Gently kill the crane

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Keigo Atobe thoughtfully put an umbrella in the paper bag to keep out the wind and rain, still in a girlish cherry pink color.

Miyoshi Tsurumi's warm mood that was moved to tears and almost abandoned Atobe's black identity on the spot disappeared when the umbrella ribs were stretched open.

A trembling little note floated down from inside, and it was landing on the tip of Tsurumi's adolescent oily nose, sticking to it ruthlessly.You can see it clearly by squeezing your eyes into a cockfighting shape. There are a few shocking blood-red characters on the white paper-"Protect my uncle's data set."

fall!She should have thought a long time ago that Keigo Atobe, who mercilessly humiliated her in the arena, could be so kind as to give the girl an umbrella!Hugging the information tightly in his arms, Tsurumi angrily rushed into the rain with a cherry pink umbrella.

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Under the dim light, caressing the rough-printed bound book carefully, Tsurumi flipped through it again and again, and finally put it down with a sigh.

How about copying this and pasting it on the bulletin board?What would happen if the whole school saw the news that had been covered up?Even if there is a storm all over the city, girls who like Atobe will still like him.

"It's all the loser's own bad, fragile heart." "Master Atobe is not wrong." "It's not worthy of sympathy!"

Tsurumi heard such a cruel voice really ringing in his ears.

The final result is nothing more than adding a little more talk and excuse to those boys who already hate Atobe.On weekdays, the faces of those guys who catch the tennis team's slightest failure and ridicule them are no better than the arrogant Atobe.

"Look at his arrogant appearance, it's not like he didn't get the first place in the grade this time." Those people would only sarcasm behind their backs, obviously they didn't even have the qualifications to strive for the top.

As a result, no one cares about the tragedy itself, nor does anyone genuinely sympathize with the victims.

Annoyedly pressing the yellowed booklet under the exercise book, Tsurumi dragged his cheeks in distress.Let's end this matter here, curiosity has been satisfied, there is no benefit in continuing to pursue it, and it is of no benefit to her to do anything rashly.Who was the person who went to the storage room to dig out the magazines? As long as you check the entry and exit records, you will find her head, which is simply too dangerous.

However, there was something in her heart that prevented her from easily throwing aside this page that finally saw the light of day.

pity?Do not make jokes.Miyoshi Tsurumi didn't even recognize the face of the former student council president. To her, Mr. Y was just a fictional character in myths and legends.

Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you.It's impossible to be a half-hearted good person. Without the ability and courage to fully confront Atobe, it's better not to think about that kind of thing.

Miyoshi Tsurumi tried desperately to persuade the dissonant sound in his mind.

"Ahhh." Laying down on the table depressed, Miyoshi Tsurumi scratched his head desperately, "Why are you so annoying thinking about it!"

Until she sat in the classroom the next day, she was still troubled by whether to make this past public.He sighed for a while, and scratched his long hair into a chicken coop for a while, which attracted the attention of the students in the class.Anyway, since the last time I asked Atobe for instructions "I'm going to the toilet" in public, Miyoshi Tsurumi had completely left a nonsensical impression in the class, so he was not afraid of any damage to his image at this time.

Atobe in the front row frowned imperceptibly.It was originally something that had nothing to do with him, someone who had nothing to do with it.However, since the "Atobe-sama, I want to go to the bathroom" incident, inexplicable rumors have spread throughout the class.

"Atobe's management of competition partners is so strict that any small matter must be reported."

Once Miyoshi Tsurumi has an unusual performance, the whole class will turn their attention to him Atobe Keigo.

Just like now, the entire class was filled with a subtle atmosphere, and he felt countless gazes shooting at his back from behind.Some girls deliberately passed by his desk, peeked at his facial expressions, and then quickly ran to the back of the classroom to discuss in a low voice with their peers, and there was a snicker or two from time to time.

Taking a deep breath and sinking his heart, Atobe continued to read the English poetry collection in his hand, but the buzzing discussion behind him was mixed with someone's sighs from time to time, like lingering annoying flies, lingering around his ears, prevents him from concentrating on reading.

"Crack." The loud voice startled the girl who was walking around Atobe in front of her.Seeing that the situation was not good, the girl immediately shrugged her shoulders and ran back to her seat.With his whole face almost hanging on the ground, Atobe suddenly closed the hardcover poetry collection with a displeased face, stood up abruptly, and strode out of the classroom.

21 The battle of two men

Chapter 21 God Ten Park Forest

The black shadow that fell from the sky hit the table, making a dull and terrifying sound.

The loud noise scared all the multiple-choice questions about "reveal or not" into the sky.Seeing his neck shrink subconsciously, Miyoshi Tsuru raised his eyes tremblingly to peek at the person standing in front of him.Atobe Keigo stood behind the table with a dark face, his eyes staring.

Tsurumi instinctively flinched at first, but then remembered that he now had the other party's "black evidence" in his hand, and his confidence hardened.Straightening her back, she straightened her neck and stared back, showing no sign of weakness.

For a while, the two of them went up and down, sitting and standing, staring with wide eyes.

Atobe was not surprised by Tsurumi's tendency to resist.He had noticed it when we traveled together in Tokyo earlier.At that time, when Yu met the members of the support group in helplessness, he thought it was God's help, but unexpectedly, the other party showed a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, and he was always obedient and contradictory during the trip.The re-cooperation in this competition confirmed his original impression—the representative of the Atobe support group named Miyoshi Tsurumi and a classmate in Group A had very little kindness towards Keigo Atobe himself.

Atobe didn't mind.In the field of wealth and honor, the most you can see is the inconsistency of the world.There are too many people to criticize behind their backs while clinging to them, and it has long been no surprise.The star point residue leaked between the fingers can make the opponent stop, and it is the easiest to deal with.He thought Miyoshi Tsurumi was one of them.

I thought it was not that I don’t think so now, but that I was a little bit uncertain.

He distributed ice cream to the support team to escape the heat.Facing the expensive handmade ice cream, she held a small spoon and smiled brightly, her face was full of power and substance.

He also turned over two pages in the journal issued by the support group.Even he, who is always conceited, felt that the preamble was full of praise.It's hard for her to be so eloquent, and to write out so little content that has been repeated over and over again in completely different words and sentences.

However, this woman, who can almost be firmly labeled as "powerful and materialistic", actually showed a bit of backbone different from her usual flattery in some fleeting moments.A backbone that is so weak that it can almost be called trivial and ridiculous.Even so, that's still spine.

And Keigo Atobe never hated people with backbone.

Facing the eye-catching Keigo Atobe, Tsurumi's forceful aura gradually became unbearable, his sharp eyes gradually became dull, and finally he was a little dazed.

Seeing that the other party finally softened his attitude, Atobe slowed down his gaze in satisfaction.

"There are still six days." After leaving this sentence, he turned and left, "Huadi!"

"Wushi."

"Take me's tennis bag." Atobe strode out of the classroom with his head held high as he flung his coat handsomely to Kawachi who came to greet him.

Until the figure of Atobe disappeared, Tsurumi finally reacted from the startled daze.I wipe!She cursed silently in her heart, even going to training normally, she had to pretend to be 13 and shake her coat!What a narcissistic fool!

But... Atobe said "There are still six days".Isn't this a naked threat?Tsurumi finally remembered sadly that he had already wasted a day of reciting materials when he had to make a painful decision "whether to uphold justice".With such a large stack of materials, I had to stay up late to endorse tonight.

I've already been humiliated once for being ignorant.This time, he must not be easily looked down upon by that guy.At least let that guy see clearly that she, Miyoshi Tsurumi, is not a useless person assigned by the teacher.Miyoshi Tsurumi must fight for himself.

The girl sitting next to her stared at her strangely. "Tsurumi." The girl called softly.

"Eh?"

"That..." The girl pointed hesitantly, "Atobe..."

Following the direction of the girl's finger, Tsurumi finally noticed the thing that made a loud noise that startled him.The black square carton contained several heavy glass bottles inside, and the dark translucent liquid shone faintly in the sunlight.

Tsurumi felt half of his face twitching uncontrollably.Win the test.With such a simple and popular name, its function is also obvious at a glance.

"Tsurumi, don't stress too much. Seeing you so troubled, Atobe-kun is so worried."

Feeling exhausted all of a sudden, Tsurumi slammed his head down on the desk.

"Eh? Tsurumi, Tsurumi, are you okay! Is the brain ischemic because of too much effort?" The girl's anxious voice rang loudly beside her ears.Miyoshi Tsurumi was too lazy to respond to the other party's kind concern.

Now she just wants to lie on the table and pretend to be dead.Uncle Atobe's brain structure is by no means something ordinary people like her can guess at will!

After poking it a few times, I found that Tsurumi didn't pass out, but was just lazy, and the girl next to me finally felt relieved.However, Tsurumi couldn't feel relieved, the girl seemed to be in a good mood and started chattering.

"To tell you the truth, Tsurumi is really lucky. Let's talk about the support group. It is said that he belongs to Atobe-kun, but Atobe-kun doesn't pay attention to everyone at all. Even if he is a classmate, I saw him pay attention to it. Who? But this time Mr. Atobe took the initiative to care about Tsurumi.