[Net King] Gently kill the crane

of. Tsurumi suddenly came back to his senses, quickly retracted his claws as if scalded, and added resentfully.

"You think my uncle..." Atobu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's not incomprehensible to want to hit someone when you get poked into that kind of wound... But at least, please consider the image of our school. After all, it's a place where all schools gather." Casually speaking a grand reason, Tsurumi tried hard to let His expression looks more believable.

Atobe looked deeply into her eyes, as if trying to look into her soul, under the increasingly explicit focus, Tsurumi couldn't help but panic.

"Do you think I'm an upstart like them?" Atobe asked suddenly, before Tsurumi could answer, he laughed.

Perhaps, he has already seen the answer from his dodging eyes, Tsurumi thought so, his heart trembling.The laughter next to his ears couldn't help but become harsh.

"What about the nouveau riche?" Atobe laughed arrogantly with his head held high.

It was that familiar roaring laughter again, as if breaking free from all physical restraints, floating freely in the endless void.When he is proud, he will show this smile.As a student of Hyotei Academy, Tsurumi is very familiar with this voice.It has been like this since the opening ceremony, after making that proud speech.

Suddenly suppressing his smile, Atobe stared at her with scorching eyes, "What else do those self-proclaimed noble bloods have left to chew their tongues with a residual sense of superiority? This is the era of the weak and the strong, and they only recognize those who rely on strength to speak." opponent."

Under such shocking eyes, Tsurumi froze, unable to move.It wasn't until Atobe, who had regained his proud expression in the past, turned and left, that he gradually melted and regained his ability to move.

"But..." She lowered her eyes and sighed in a barely audible voice, "Do the weak deserve to die?"

It was clearly a whisper floating in the wind in the next second, but the boy in front suddenly turned around.

"The weak stay where the weak should be, and don't break into the battlefield of the strong."

Tsurumi raised his head sharply. "Oh." She pulled up the corner of her mouth and smiled, "So there is such an answer."

It's fresh.

Just, please tell me how to open up a world and place the cherished people safely in it.

……

Looking around the entire auditorium, there are quite a few girls sitting in the auditorium, and the three girls who made the mocking remarks before may be mixed in.After scanning around carefully, but there was no clue pointing to anyone, Tsurumi frowned, and lowered his eyes to look at the answer button in front of the competition stage.

Beside Atobe was still standing upright.From entering the classroom to now, he has never said a word, but took the trouble to caress the mole of his tears.

Maybe he's nervous?Tsurumi was startled by the idea that suddenly entered his mind.How could it be possible, but Keigo Atobe, who was innocent in front of his eyes.

"you……"

in unison.Tsurumi looked at Abube with a little astonishment.Raising his eyebrows a little, Atobe made a gesture of invitation.

"Oh, no, you should talk first." Tsurumi was a little embarrassed, she didn't know what she was going to say.It seemed to be like this every time, and it took so much courage just to speak to him that he didn't have the energy to think about what to say.

Atobe did not refuse, "You need to press the quick answer button as quickly as possible." After leaving such a nonsense speech, he continued to stand upright in the player's seat with a noble and glamorous demeanor of independence from the world, looking at all directions.

The inexplicable Tsurumi stared at her strangely for a long time, but the noble Atobe-sama gave her a little attention.

She scratched her head, suddenly realized.

Uncle Atobe also has nothing to say, so just speak up and relax.In fact, he has no choice but to not care about it. The proud young man was witnessed by an outsider when he was ridiculed and discriminated against. Even if he said brave words, he would still mind.

Perhaps it was the mocking of the "common people" by the "noble" girls that made the two people's positions less distant. The soft surge in the chest relieved the once sharp hostility, and Tsurumi suddenly wanted to smile at Atobe.

"The boy over there seems to be very popular, so many girls are screaming at him." After holding back for a long time, only this provocative statement came out.If you stand against each other for too long, even well-intentioned people will go in the wrong direction.This young man who has always been surrounded by stars is probably feeling very lonely at this time, but he really touched the mold.

"Oran High School Hokageya." Atobe's indifferent attitude moved Tsurumi who was already nervous.

Orchid High School, a famous private academy for the aristocrats, even a noble family with as little experience as Miyoshi Tsurumi.She couldn't help being curious, and took a closer look at the well-known players on the opposite side.

The black-haired boy suddenly looked to this side, pushed the side of his glasses, greeted with a smile, raised his chin slightly, and returned the past without showing any weakness.

"In this miscellaneous game where the weak gather, only he can be regarded as a strong opponent." Wiping the mole of tears again, Atobe added.

"Hey, Atobe."

"Huh?"

"Do you keep touching the tear mole when you are nervous?"

"Huh?" Atobe squinted over, as if he wanted to say something, but the sudden explosion of intense music interrupted him.

Accompanied by the beat of the drumbeat, the host stepped onto the rostrum.The game is about to officially kick off.

For a moment, his hands clasped tightly subconsciously, and Tsurumi's eyes widened nervously.With tentative eyes scrutinizing her whole body, Tsurumi raised his eyes to meet Feng Jingye's eyes, which were emitting amiable light from behind the slightly reflective glass.

Tsurumi's affection for this kind boy suddenly increased.She narrowed her eyes and smiled back.

"Don't be mean to the enemy." The reminder sounded quickly.

Cut, cheapskate.The same young master, Feng Jingye on the opposite side really looks much more pleasing to the eye.Although Tsurumi was only slandering in his heart, Atobe seemed to see through it.

"It's really a stupid woman to trust a person's appearance easily." Before Tsurumi could refute, Atobe suddenly pressed the round red button in front of the contestant's stage.

"The password is AECFT."

"AECFT!" the host screamed exaggeratedly in a mannered tone. "Isn't it? Let's see the answer, oh! It's beautiful!"

Tsurumi's eyes widened in surprise.Obviously bickering, when exactly did he figure out the answer.

"Don't be distracted, stupid woman." Withdrawing his hand, Atobe glanced at her impatiently, "The game has already begun."

25 The battle of two men

Chapter 25

Feng Jingye was indeed an enemy that had to be taken seriously.It was the first time for Miyoshi Tsurumi to see a man who could match Keigo Atobe on this small battlefield—no, it should even be said that he was suppressed.

The man who made Atobe Keigo lose the absolute control he was always proud of.

At present, Miyoshi Tsurumi needs to think about a problem, a very serious problem with urgent practical significance.Which is more important to see the trace department being suppressed or winning the game?

However, there didn't seem to be time for her to stand around watching the play and think about her position.

"Kimsong door..." The host was reading out the title.

Uncommon surname.The brain that receives a certain familiar signal quickly mobilizes the memory bank, which is related to jiruri.Tsurumi's back tensed sensitively for a moment, and her hand had already moved to the red button, and she could press it in one fell swoop after the host finished reading the title.

She is confident that she will win this question.The history of Japanese literature and art - the part Keigo Atobe with a British basic education background is not good at and entrusted to her.At this moment, only Miyoshi Tsurumi can rely on the glory of the ice emperor.This strong sense of responsibility made her, who had always been humble, so excited that she became nervous, and the red button was slightly wet with sweat from her palm.

"Ding——" the ear-piercing bell rang suddenly, cutting off the voice of the host reading the topic.Everyone looked in the direction of the voice in astonishment.

"Li... Lihai big player." The host was also quite surprised, stumbled and read out the representative school.

""The World After Myself"."

Where the gazes gathered, the frail young man on the bench of the Lihai University slowly opened his lips lightly.His thin lips showed an unhealthy whiteness, and his lazy eyes never lifted up in the process of answering.Slowly uttering the name of that work, his lips fell into silence again, and an undisturbed atmosphere permeated his whole body, which was a tranquility that was incompatible with this fiery arena.

The host holding the microphone didn't react until five seconds later when the assistant reminded him, "Oh, wait, let's take a look at the problem, Chimatsu Monzaemon's first Joruri script is... The answer is "The World After Myself", which is absolutely correct! It's unbelievable!"

How can it be!Tsurumi's eyes widened, how could he know the answer before he finished reading the question.There was also a whisper of discussion on the field. "Hey, Atobe." She lowered her voice anxiously, "Is there a question bank for this competition?"

"Impossible." Atobe rejected Tsurumi's suspicion without hesitation, "Even if it's me, I just asked someone to collect all possible relevant information based on the experience of the past years. The relationship between me and that person The game absolutely does not allow such unglamorous mistakes as leaking questions in private. Of course, I don’t believe in "chance".

Compared with this unbelievable "prediction", Tsurumi was more curious about the vague pronoun "that person" in Atobe's words, "Tell me, who are you competing with?"

"Feng Jingye." Atobe admitted bluntly, "The only opponent I recognize."

"Oh? There is such a high evaluation." Tsurumi Shinobu