[Net King] Gently kill the crane

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The loser in a war of words is never Miyoshi Tsurumi.

"Neat and capable short hair can better bring out my extraordinary elite temperament."

As soon as this famous Tsurumi sentence, which is so thick and shameless, Shishido Ryo usually twitches and shuts his mouth in a sensible way.

Although he has always been so stubborn, when he finally chose to apply for the Ice Empire when he entered the university, it was the legendary school rule of "no restrictions on students' hairstyles" that made Miyoshi Tsurumi, who was not good in grades, make his final decision.

After cutting off a piece of beef and putting it in the mouth gracefully, Miyoshi Tsurumi subconsciously stroked the hair hanging beside his face.

From the last semester of elementary school to the present, she has been carefully raised, and she finally has long hair that reaches her shoulders like the beautiful sisters in those shampoo advertisements.

She is no longer the "tomboy Tsurumi" as her childhood sweetheart said, now she can proudly declare that Miyoshi Tsurumi is also a feminine girl.

Then, in the most precious time of youth, experience a warm love affair with the boy you like.This is an integral part of Miyoshi Tsurumi's future life planning.

only……

Putting a piece of beef into her mouth again, she leaned against the long dining table covered with a white tablecloth.

Under the gorgeous large crystal chandelier, countless girls are shuttling in the tall and wide cafeteria, walking like butterflies.

Among the girls who only see "Atobe-sama" in their eyes every day, the most heterosexuals they see, except for the annoying Keigo Atobe, are only those in the tennis club.

Although he believed in the principle of "low-key", Tsurumi couldn't take a fancy to the large number of candidates who could not be included in the main selection.

This is not out of arrogance.

A weakling who couldn't even win against her idiot childhood sweetheart.Just a simple comparison like this, you will feel a high standard line suddenly raised in your heart.

And the words of those candidates.

In addition to the proud peacock-like Mr. Atobe, there is also someone as unassuming as Ryo.However, Miyoshi Tsurumi can almost clearly see the tragic future that has been ruthlessly exposed by Ryo Shishido, who has been hated for a long time, if he associates with his childhood sweetheart.

just forget it……

At this point, all the men within the visual range were killed.

Miyoshi Tsurumi sighed sadly again.

"Eh……"

At the same time, in the small dining room, at the end of the long table decorated with clusters of bright red roses that were unappetizing, a young man was sighing long.

"Where did Shishido-kun hide to feed the kitty just now?" Noticing the strange movement beside him, the boy with a Kansai accent jokingly asked.

"Tch, what kind of cat... It's more like a dog, a shameless Shar-Pei." Shido, who hadn't had enough to eat, cursed viciously at his childhood sweetheart.

"So it's a Shar-Pei dog, no wonder it eats so much." Pushing back his flat glasses, Shinobusuke nodded seriously.

"Eh? Is there a Shar-Pei here in Atobe?" Xiang Ri curiously tugged at Ren Zu, who had recently started doubles with him.

Looking at Xiang Ri with a face full of curiosity, Renzu didn't know how to explain to this innocent boy, "Ah, this..."

"Why would my uncle raise such a non-gorgeous thing!"

A loud shout interrupted the lively discussion that had just begun.

Atobe, who was sitting at the long table, lightly held his forehead, and frowned in dissatisfaction.

Looking at Shishido with an extremely unhappy expression, he snorted coldly and turned to tell the housekeeper, "Give Shishido another steak. And..."

After a short pause, he waved his hands impatiently.

"Steak for the alternates and support team at dinner."

……

Miyoshi Tsurumi will not know, it is precisely because of her behavior of oppressing childhood sweethearts, and out of consideration for the survival of the selected players and improving the quality of tennis training, Keigo Atobe made this generous decision.

She just laughed in her heart, "Keiko Atobe has been taken advantage of", while very happily forking up pieces of beef and stuffing them into her plate.

"Representative of Sanhao..." A voice as thin as a mosquito rang in her ears, and a member of the support team looked at her timidly while holding a plate.Those twinkling eyes and I see You Lian's weak expression made Miyoshi Tsurumi, a grassroots representative who has always followed the line of being close to the people, almost melt his heart.

Glancing at the nameplate on the girl's chest, she asked as gently as possible, "What's the matter, Ichinokana-kun?"

"I... I just want to ask... on behalf of Miyoshi, can you eat that much beef?" the girl called Yizhihua asked weakly.

Although he is a representative of cannon fodder that does not deserve his name, he is one of the key members after all. On weekdays, the ordinary members of the support group still have a certain awe of Miyoshi Tsurumi.

Regarding the girl's obvious sense of alienation, Miyoshi Tsurumi stroked his nose with some regret.She looked at the beef that had piled up into a hill on her plate, and then looked at the steak container that she had almost emptied.

"Ah, I didn't pay attention at the moment." She smiled apologetically, and she looked very troubled, "Sorry, these steaks, can you help share some?"

At that time, Miyoshi Tsurumi did not expect that this girl who was shy to talk to her because of the steak would become the first follower in her career as a representative of the Atobe support team.

However, it is not a bad thing to have your own followers, not to mention that the other party is a cute girl who is so cute that it makes people feel distressed.

"As a result, you went shopping with a girl who deeply admires Atobe?"

"It's just shopping, not a lovehotel, don't look at me with such cheating eyes, naive..."

After returning, Miyoshi Tsurumi, who routinely reported the itinerary work to his friends, looked sadly at Hanawa who suddenly changed his face innocently.

Hanawa innocently looked at the playground outside the corridor, and said nothing awkwardly.

"Really, speaking of it, I wanted to protest a long time ago. The Hualun Tianzhen I hooked up with is obviously a soft-spoken girl with big eyes and white skin. What is going on with this cruel Tucao emperor? Hey, naive , give me back the cute girl!"

Tsurumi shook Hanawa's innocent arm coquettishly, trying to force her body to face him.

As if finally remembering that her attribute is "cute and soft" rather than "suffering", Hanawa pouted innocently, half shyly and half awkwardly, and let out a cold snort from the end of her nose.

"Tsurumi you, sooner or later you will be unlucky because of your hobby of hooking up girls everywhere."

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

"what is that?"

"Don't mind the sayings I learned from Chinese TV dramas." Seeing his friend's expression getting more and more dissatisfied, Tsurumi hurriedly added, "It probably means 'meeting is like falling in love, and death is not a pity'."

"As expected of Tsurumi, you can read a waka casually." Hanawa naively forgot the previous investigation, and put on a cute expression that made Tsurumi's heart flutter, "It's so beautiful, whose is it?"

"Ji Youze's."

Encouraged by the adoring expression of his friend who kept blinking his big eyes, Tsurumi couldn't help feeling complacent, and said in a warm voice full of emotion, "Fate is like dew in the morning, like a dream. Meeting is like falling in love, and death is not a pity."

"It's like meeting each other and knowing each other, so it's not a pity to die." The sudden male voice corrected Tsurumi's wrongly recited Chinese characters, and the extremely magnetic bass made people itch.

Tsurumi turned around in shock, and suddenly met a pair of beautiful light gray eyes at a very close distance.

Following the slightly impatient eyebrows and eyes, and sweeping to the hard-to-ignore dumb blonde hair color, she was even more surprised.

Atobe Keigo?

Surprised that Atobe, who is a returnee's son, has such a good knowledge of Chinese, Tsurumi thought seriously that he must make a special mention of his rare advantages in the opening line of the next support group magazine .

"Master Atobe." She subconsciously changed to the special title for the support group, which was half a dog's leg and half a false compliment, "I am honored to be corrected by your Yuyin, I..."

Tsurumi was hastily organizing the words of praise that could disappear like a breeze without leaving any impression in Mr. Atobe's heart, but Keigo Atobe, who was bathed in this naked admiring gaze, frowned impatiently. The words "not my uncle" were written all over his face.

"Cough, cough." A deliberate throat clearing sound came from a very close place.

It was only then that Tsurumi noticed that there was another person beside Atobe, but because he was standing too close to Tsurumi's left shoulder, he was ignored.

Tsurumi recognized him.

Ninja Yuuji is also the main candidate for the tennis club.

She had heard a little about him from her childhood friend Ryo, a transfer student from Kansai who was said to be the second in the tennis club.

"Hmph, sooner or later you have to beat him. That snub guy." That's what Liang said at that time.

Snub guy = nice guy.Tsurumi has always divided in this way in his heart.

Compared with someone who is too sharp or passionate, someone with a lazy personality will always be less fussy and easier to get along with.

Although it is not clear whether the young man with a faint smile in front of him conforms to this superficial principle, but at least for now, Miyoshi Tsurumi has a good impression of Shinobu.

It's a pity that it's the people next to Atobe.Otherwise, I really want to chat with him about waka.

She tilted her head, grinned as friendly as she could, and stepped aside to get out of the way.

4 respective wars

Chapter [-] Library Fantasy

"Someone Atobe knows?" As he passed by, Tsurumi heard that Ninzu-kun asked like this, using his magnetic low-pitched voice.

For some reason, Tsurumi suddenly became a little concerned, she pricked up her ears and focused on listening to Jibu's answer.

"It's from the support group." An understatement responded, full of contemptuous disdain.

wipe!Obviously before the support group, she should be a classmate!

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