[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Chest, come more frankly, at least you can try to regain a little bit of poor dignity...

Forcing himself to raise his head resolutely, Tsurumi stared at Atobe's eyes with burning eyes, "Atobe-kun, before, I..."

"If you don't want to be underestimated, become stronger." Atobe suddenly cut off her unspoken words.

"Eh?" Tsurumi looked at him gratefully, but Atobe didn't even look at her, and turned away.

"Go back and finish memorizing the previous folder, and I will order someone to send you supplementary materials. The finals will be a fierce battle, so be mentally prepared to let me see that you continue to maintain this slack state... ..."

"Yes!" Tsurumi stood up abruptly, and quickly followed. "In the end, I will definitely defeat that Feng Jingye!"

"Oh? Don't you admire him very much?" Atobe narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of unknown meaning, "Because the other party is not as gentle as imagined?"

It's really an unexpected and stingy pursuit of love.Tsurumi shrugged and admitted frankly, "Yes, my self-esteem has been frustrated, so I must want to defeat the other party."

"Stupid woman." Atobe cast another contemptuous look, and said seriously, "The next opponent who is really worth defeating is not Feng Jingye, but Li Haida's morning good teeth."

"Eh?" Crane was stunned.

"Are you really stupid enough to think that he gave up because he couldn't answer the questions? He deliberately abstained after calculating the points enough to advance to the semi-finals." A cold smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and Atobe narrowed his eyes dangerously. He squinted his eyes, "How dare you tease my uncle arrogantly. In the next game, I must reward him well."

Unexpectedly, there was such a mystery here, Tsurumi subconsciously clasped his arms tightly. "So... that person named Feng Jingye is also angry about it?"

"Hmph, that guy with his eyes above the top is probably investigating the other party's information all over the world." Keigo from the Auditor's Department condemning others with his eyes above the top is quite a strange experience, and Tsurumi couldn't help but want to steal it. laugh.

Atobe, who seemed to be feeling something, flew a sharp glance, "However, he was angry because of your own poor performance."

cut.Tsurumi rolled his eyes, "Yes, yes, I will try my best. This time is definitely not perfunctory."

Seeing Atobe walking towards the sunset with his hands in his pockets again without looking back, Tsurumi let out a sigh of relief and quickly followed up. "Atobe-sama, Atobe-sama, can you stop for a while, the villain has no strength."

"Don't use that period drama tone to my uncle."

"Yes, yes, so can you walk slower?"

The light of the setting sun is covering everyone's shoulders fairly, and the Xiapei dyes everything into a beautiful dumb gold.The dumb-gold Tsurumi trotted and chased the dumb-gold boy in front of him while not forgetting to complain, even she herself didn't realize that the smile on her lips at this moment was completely different from usual, it was definitely not a disguise true.

……

In this competition, the news that Atobe and Tsurumi jointly qualified for the semi-finals of the final quickly spread throughout the Hyotei campus.

Even though he was only promoted with the No.2 score, in the eyes of those supporters of Keigo Atobe, it was just an innocuous detail.

"I lost [-] points to Yinglan because that person named Miyoshi Tsurumi is not good enough." There are even rumors like this.

When she heard about it, Tsurumi didn't take it seriously, she was indeed weak, even if she took the blame for it, it wouldn't be a big deal.What's more, even she herself thinks that if Atobe is replaced with a more capable partner, maybe Ice Emperor can really win the first place.Therefore, when she heard from Takashima, the head of the support group, that Atobe was furious about the rumors and threatened to defend her, she was more surprised than moved.

In the evening, as usual, I went to the showroom of the tennis club to close the confinement and endorsement. Passing by the main selection activity room, Tsurumi poked his head in. In the spacious activity room, only two people from the Ninjazu team were there.Seeing that they were all acquaintances, Tsurumi boldly squeezed in.

"Hey, Mr. Atobe." She warmly greeted her, "Thank you for your words of defense regarding the competition."

No response.

Lala Atobe sat on the sofa, as if sitting on his unique throne.

On the contrary, Ninzu, who was leaning crookedly in front of the desk and carefully wrapped with racket tape, looked up, and a gleam of light slipped through the flat lens.

"Well, actually... I'm not unhappy even if I'm told that I'm not good enough, it's the truth." Although he was a little happy, Tsurumi couldn't help but say something disappointing, "Actually, there's no need to post such big things. It's on fire."

Looking back at Atobe, Shinobu narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with interest.

"Uncle Ben is not weak enough to need a woman to take responsibility for Uncle Ben." Finally a cold voice sounded, and he flipped through things like the tennis club schedule without raising his head.

Tsurumi was a little annoyed by such obvious neglect, but she still managed to endure it as she was asking for something.

Leaning over the large desk in front of Atobe to try to attract the other party's attention, she tried her best to say softly, "But, there is no need to order people to bully that nonsense girl. She just said that because she admired Atobe-kun , I don't mean to embarrass Atobe-kun."

"Bullying?" Atobe finally diverted his attention from the paper product in his hand, his eyes slightly upward, and he glanced impatiently at Tsurumi, "I don't remember saying such a thing."

"Mr. Miyoshi." Seeing that the situation was not going well, the peacemaker reluctantly took Tsurumi away, and reminded him in a low voice, "Xiao Jing would never issue such an order, and I am afraid that someone with a heart is taking advantage of it to make trouble."

Tsurumi became a little hesitant under the peaceful situation, "But... when I went to stop it, everyone said it was the order of the Atobu, and told me to step aside."

"This..." Renzu hesitated and glanced at Atobu.

"Just memorize the materials if you don't have anything to do. Rambling on about irrelevant topics, aren't you too leisurely, huh?" A cool voice came from behind, shattering Tsurumi's momentary hesitation.

"The whole thing started with borrowing my name, at least I can't hide my ears and say that it has nothing to do with me. But what about him?" Facing Renzuzu, Tsurumi raised his voice mercilessly, "Even if he didn't give the order himself, It was also because he raged against the girl in public that other people took advantage of the situation. The emperor who calls himself the Ice Emperor should know how effective his words will be. Shouldn't he be responsible for stopping such consequences? ?”

"Why should I be responsible for what I never said?" Atobe responded casually while changing the schedule with a pen.

"Miyoshi-kun..." Seeing that Miyoshi Tsurumi's face changed drastically in an instant, he hurriedly grabbed Tsurumi's arm and tried to stop her from speaking further.But Tsurumi broke free from him suddenly with all his strength, and rushed towards Atobe's desk again.

"Since you have such an attitude." She stared at the Atobu of the schedule without moving, "Then I have something to say, since I joined the support team, I have been curious why you condone The behavior of the support group? Is it fun to see people turn on each other because of you? Is this the law of the jungle you approve of?"

The planner closed suddenly, and the sound made by the hard leather shell startled Tsurumi, and his arrogance suddenly fell by two points.

"It's just the malice in each of your hearts that caused you trouble, so it has nothing to do with me." Atobe stood up abruptly, using his height advantage to look down at her coldly from a height, "What do you think of me in your heart? They What do you think of my uncle? Ah?"

he understands.He really understands everything.

At that moment, only this thought flashed across Tsurumi's mind.

"What about the former student council president?" Subconsciously inserting his fingertips into the schoolbag, the crisp touch of the yellowed pages conveyed a hint of courage.Suppressing the manic heart that almost jumped out of the throat, Tsurumi faced Atobe who was frowning slightly, and stubbornly stretched out his principles.

"Using power to force him to abdicate, causing him to be ridiculed, jumping off a building and asking him to drop out of school, this has nothing to do with you? The 'strongest supremacy' you advocate is to force others to have nowhere to go? To eliminate the weak, this is The world you pursue?"

All the doubts that had been suppressed in my heart for too long spewed out uncontrollably.After venting the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time, the big hole left in the chest was instantly filled with fear.

However, she has no way out.The only thing I can do is to support myself and straighten my waist.

"Jump off a building? Drop out of school?"

Hearing these words, Atobe's unchanging expression finally changed slightly.He squinted his eyes, and there was a momentary trance in his unwavering eyes, as if he was searching for a long memory.

There was silence in the room, and Shinobu, who was trying to persuade him, also stopped moving, silently watching the two.

The sticky air seemed to kill everyone in it. Amidst the suffocation, Atobe suddenly burst into laughter, which was different from the conceit of the past. The sound was so harsh that everyone frowned subconsciously.

No matter how dull a person is, he can smell danger.

Staring blankly at Atobe with a cold face, Tsurumi subconsciously stepped back to make room for him when he passed by.

She had never seen Atobe like that, even when the Hyotei Tennis Club lost in the national competition, the boy had never shown such a cold expression.It's not feelings like anger, and it's very common to be supercilious, but exudes an inaccessible chill, almost as if...

With his eyes wandering in shock, Tsurumi retreated step by step.

It's almost like... a disappointment.

how is this possible.

The setting sun shines through the window on the large sofa.Its owner is nowhere to be found, only it is left blankly facing an empty room.

"Miyoshi-kun." Approaching the silent girl from behind,