[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Having been too vivid and rough to fight, Miyoshi Tsurumi doesn't think that his current self has the ability to take advantage of the already developed middle school boys.

However, at least he had to convey his will and determination to the indifferent bastard in front of him through his fists.

Miyoshi Tsurumi has never been a fan of girl manga.To deal with this kind of stubborn man, you need to use your fists. This is the truth taught to her by shonen manga!Reading shounen manga for so many years is not in vain.

"Don't say anything, just take the move!" Waving his lacking fist, Miyoshi Tsurumi struggled to greet Atobe Keigo's back.At this moment, Atobe stood up suddenly as if he had sensed it, and quickly jumped backwards - bumping into Tsurumi's fist swung from behind.

"Ah." Tsurumi screamed shortly.In the process of swinging, he couldn't avoid bumping into the opponent's hard back, not only Atobu was beaten, but Tsurumi's wrist was also twisted to severe pain.

"Damn it, do you want to avoid it or fight it!"

Complaining full of resentment, Tsurumi glared at that nasty Atobe Keigo bitterly.

Then, she opened her mouth wide in shock and couldn't close it for a long time.

As far as his eyes could see, the proud young man had lost his previous self-satisfaction and composure, his shoulders shrank uncoordinatedly, and he was still trembling faintly when he looked closely, as if he was enduring some kind of intense pain.

pain?Oh no, that's not pain.It was a terrible emotion bordering on fear.

Even a proud young man like Keigo Atobe showed such pale and real terror.

Gathering up his courage, he looked over Atobe's terrified gaze, Tsurumi was stunned for a while, and then all the muscles in his body, which had been tense due to Atobe's obvious abnormality, relaxed.

He raised his knees, took off his sandals, lifted the shoes with his hands and dropped them, and there was a clear and crisp knock on the table that was just a few feet away.Sweep the things on the soles of the shoes to the ground, put on the shoes and crush them hard with your feet.The whole set of movements is smooth and natural, without obscure pauses.

"Okay, okay." She stretched her hand over Atobu's shoulders, and kept him behind while stroking his back, "It's dead, it's out of sight, it's okay. Be good."

Atobe frowned immediately, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with this dog-like language and action, but he didn't push Tsurumi away.She just stood silently, letting Tsurumi caress his back gently and pat his head lightly.

A moment later, Tsurumi let go of his hand like an electric shock.Waking up from a familiar delusion, and realizing that she had acted too intimately just now, she lowered her head in embarrassment and kicked the cockroach carcass on the ground, kicking it further away from the trace.

"So you're also afraid of cockroaches..." Embarrassed, she muttered mockingly to herself, "I'm not afraid, isn't it fierce like a woman at all, hehehe..."

"You won." Atobe suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Eh?" Tsuru saw that he didn't understand, so he raised his head and looked at him blankly. "What did you say?"

"The script under the roof, I admit that you won." There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and Atobu's eyes fell on her trembling eyelashes from above.

There was a hazy and ambiguous light in his eyes, and Atobe's smile became more and more bewildered and charming, "Even if you are so boring, you managed to shake my heart, and for a moment I was so fascinated. I really can't underestimate it." woman."

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Anyone who disagrees with Atobe's fear of cockroaches is not a qualified Atobe fan!Hmph~ When I saw in the data that my uncle hated cockroaches, I felt so proud~

How about scaring him!Thinking this way, my long-cherished wish finally came true~

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31 The battle of two men

Chapter 31

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His cheeks flushed instantly, almost bleeding.The round eyes were faintly bloodshot, almost jumping out of their sockets angrily.Every fingertip of Miyoshi Tsurumi was shaking with anger, and he couldn't even make a fist.

Being stared at persistently and viciously by the severely insulted angry eyes, Atobe couldn't bear it, the playful look disappeared from his face in an instant, replaced by slightly furrowed brows.However, he didn't flinch in the slightest, "Being comforted by someone as a small animal is an experience I have never had before. Well, it doesn't feel bad. Is this your usual method?"

Son of a bitch.

Tsurumi could clearly hear the sound of his teeth chattering, his fingers regained strength in an instant and clenched into fists, the blood surged up, every joint in his body was clamoring, swing down!

You have no right to insult my personality.She really wanted to yell so loudly, wave it towards that delicate face, and slam it between his brows and eyes that felt good, so that the tear mole was truly covered by painful tears for an instant.

but……

Atobe was surprised to see that all the manic emotions revealed by the girl in front of her disappeared in an instant.She lowered her eyes and kicked the cockroach carcass with her toes.

"If you don't burn it, there will be countless little cockroaches." The girl said to herself, "Throw it in the toilet."

Atobe was stunned for a moment by the strange scene that seemed to be a sudden cessation of a typhoon.Watching Tsurumi unceremoniously tearing off a page from his open hardcover French poetry collection, wrapping up the cockroach corpse on the ground and walking out, he also failed to make any stop reaction.

Suspiciously stroking the tear mole, Atobu's fingertips froze.At that moment just now, seeing He Jian's face that was almost swollen into a pig's liver color, he thought that the other party would punch him and pour all his anger onto his face.

Prepared to be hit, but did not receive the expected blow, Atobe felt a little regretful.It was as if no transaction had been completed, and the equivalent exchange had been interrupted.

"Tsk." Impatiently brushing against his lips, Atobe took out his phone and pressed the shortcut key.

unhappy.I'm in a bad mood.

When he was suddenly surrounded by that woman and patted his head, he understood it.It wasn't to humiliate him to make that kind of action to appease a small animal, she just reacted subconsciously, as if treating him as someone else, reflexively making this familiar action that had been repeated thousands of times.

This taste like a stand-in puppet made him extremely unhappy.Especially when he was having some enjoyment, he suddenly realized this boring truth, which was even more boring.

The touch of soft palms still remains on the back, but the charming feeling has completely disappeared.

Geez, it's not cute at all.It is a waste to be born a woman.

After answering the phone and giving some instructions to the person opposite, Atobe put away his mobile phone, and Shi Shi ran out of the empty auditorium.

……

Pressing the button deeply, Tsurumi stood in front of the flush toilet, watching the paper package with distorted French letters instantly taken away by the huge pressure of the water vortex, and disappeared into the depths of the toilet.

irritable.Unexplainable irritability.

Shinobu is right, she just relied on Atobe's tolerance to become more reckless.So what if you beat him up, but you know that he won't fight back because of face.

Those women who waved their palms at men's faces were like this, as if it was courageous to express their anger frankly, but in reality they were just relying on their identity as women.

In doing so, even if you succeed, you lose.

But what can she do?Suffering such condescending suspicion and insult, is it necessary to challenge the Atobu to a decisive battle like the ancient Western knights?

Do not make jokes.

Compared with tennis, his head will be shaved without any suspense.Competing with fists... Not to mention whether Abu will be willing to end up in a fight with her, even if he is willing to fight for the first time, she will definitely be beaten to the ground.Not only is there a difference in strength between boys and girls at the developmental stage, but just looking at the muscles of the athletic boy, Tsurumi, who has neglected fighting in the past two years, has no chance of winning.

Isn't it like a fool to send you to the door to provoke you knowing that you will lose?Even in the midst of his rage, Miyoshi Tsurumi's calculating pragmatism has not failed at all.

"Hey." She smiled wryly, covering her forehead, what else was she thinking?In the end, it was nothing more than continuing on the old path of the year, and Yu Yuzhong used the curse of "eating instant noodles with only seasoning" to win his spirit, just like it has happened countless times.

Should have gotten used to it by now.Anyway, being teased by someone won't really lose a piece of meat.At least...you didn't get ridiculed by pointing at your physical flaws, did you?Miyoshi Tsurumi has long since ceased to be a glass heart who would be unhappy when others ridicule him.

With a long sigh, he opened the halter and splashed water on his face.

In fact, there is no way.Collect some cockroaches and put them in Uncle Atobe's locker, Bao Zhun will make him lose all color and demeanor after being frightened.Or, under the watchful eyes of everyone, put a cockroach on his head, making him want to cry in public, which will ensure that he will never be able to show his prestige on campus again.

However, without thinking about it, she would definitely soften her heart because of that too familiar expression, and eventually give up halfway.

It would be nice if I could be more hard-hearted.

When Miyoshi Tsurumi returned to the lecture theater, it was already empty.Atobe has long disappeared along with the schoolbag, leaving only the hardcover French poetry book spread out on the table, and the wreckage of the page torn off by Tsurumi is still shaking in the wind.

Um?Where does the wind come from the closed windows?

It was only then that Tsurumi noticed that the large glass window had been opened at some point, and raindrops were blowing in from outside, wet the red carpet on the ground.

Tsk.What is Keigo Atobe doing?Tsurumi walked to the window dissatisfied, tried to pull the huge window frame, occasionally glanced outside, and was almost frightened