[Net King] Gently kill the crane

If you are happy, Miyoshi Tsurumi will leave with more peace of mind. Atobe caressed the mole arrogantly. Miyoshi shrugged and smiled softly.

After signing, Miyoshi took the document to the archives room for filing. When he walked to the door, he turned around suddenly, stared at Atobe, and said slowly, word by word, "At that time, I hope you will be happy too, Atobe Senior."

Before Atobe could recall, Miyoshi's figure had disappeared outside the door.

Miyoshi learned the meaning of the last sentence, and Atobe didn't understand it until a week later, when the last spring break of junior high school was approaching.

That day, Hualun Tianzhen suddenly came to the door of Class A of the third year, and immediately said, "She has already left."

Atobe squinted his eyes disdainfully, "Oh?"

"Tsurumi has already left Japan by plane, just today."

Despite being surprised by Tsurumi's sudden advance, Atobe shrugged lightly, "My uncle will also go to Germany soon."

"It's not Germany." There was a cruel and smug smile on Hanawa's innocent lips, "It's not Germany, Tsurumi didn't go to the study abroad program you paid for."

Atobe heard the sound of the large gold-plated dictionary in his hand falling to the ground.

"She went to another country. She won't come back, Atobe, she won't come back, you will never see her again, and she doesn't want to see you either!" Facing Atobe's shock, she smiled with innocent and lovely round eyes You have to squint into a line, "Hey, Atobe, we all lost, yes, I lost, and you can't win either."

"She won [-] million yen. She went to pursue her freedom. You will never see her again, Atobe."

Amidst the buzzing sound in his ears, Atobe heard Hanawa Tenko say so.

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68 Their Melee

Chapter 68

Who is the funniest person in the world?

Who is the stupidest person in the world?

The bell of the graduation ceremony rang, and Keigo Atobe, the representative of the graduates, stood on the rostrum that had belonged to him countless times.

When he propped his hands on the old oak podium that symbolizes tradition, when he raised his jaw slightly as he did thousands of times before, when his eyes accidentally glanced at the two vacant seats that were connected together in the three-year group A.

He heard the questions of the dark and silent crowd before him, he heard the questions of the angels flying naked on the dome, he heard the echoes of the whole auditorium.

It's me, it's Keigo Atobe.

He answered in his heart.

The waiting crowd under the stage suddenly became solemn, looking up at him with admiration.Atobe glanced down at the microphone pointed at him like a sharp sword.Fang Cai seemed to speak out the answer in his heart unconsciously.

What a ridiculous opening.

He tilted the corner of his mouth and gave a wry smile, and even this wry smile became an audacity worthy of awe in the eyes of others.He is Keigo Atobe, he is the man who stands at the top of the ice emperor, so everything about him is proud, confident, full of will and determination.

Only he knows what he is thinking.

"You look down on those who submit to you, but... if there is no blind worship of the strong by the weak, you won't be able to enjoy it. If it's all me... no, people like Xiao Liang, you also It’s a headache. No one applauds even for a show.”

"You have a character that loves applause so much, you will be lonely to death. Thank them soon."

The voices that once belonged to Miyoshi Tsurumi broke free from the pool of his memories and kept echoing in his ears.

Thank them for what?Humble?

Worship based on ignorance is worthless rubbish!

Facing the sarcastic admiring gazes, Atobe suddenly expected someone to jump up on the stage, throw his pride to the ground, laugh loudly at him as an idiot, and free him from this ridiculous embarrassment.

However, that person is no longer there.

He didn't know where she had gone, had no way of knowing when she would return, and he couldn't even be sure why she had left.

No one answered the ardent expectation in his eyes.Perhaps in the eyes of the audience, even that expectation is like a burning desire to challenge.

Then he turned and walked off the podium.

Keigo Atobe's peculiar performance in his graduation speech was widely discussed in the middle school of Hyotei Academy, and everyone was guessing what kind of deep meaning the departing senior Atobe had.

Is it to declare yourself the eternal ice emperor?Or provocative, encouraging unruly younger generations to come and claim the throne he left behind?Opinions vary.

Occasionally there are disharmonious remarks, and it is speculated that he was hit by his girlfriend who left without saying goodbye, so he lost his composure in public.Immediately, Atobe supporters refuted vigorously, citing various examples to prove that Atobe reacted as usual after Miyoshi Tsurumi left.

How could the King of the Ice Empress lose his composure for a woman he had been with for a short time?Everyone could see how submissive Miyoshi Tsurumi was when he followed him, his status was almost even inferior to Huadi.

After the graduation ceremony, Atobe boarded the plane to Germany with a deep and unfathomable high evaluation, and in the farewell of the whole school's admirers.

The one-year trip to Germany lost all meaning after Miyoshi Tsurumi left.Even so, Atobe did not cancel the project and came to Germany as originally planned.

He quickly found a new meaning for himself, competing with friends who are here on the job network.Tezuka Kunimitsu was his friend and foe.Now that the two have embarked on different paths, there is only a friendship of sympathy left.

Keigo Atobe, who is destined to become the heir of the consortium, cannot become a professional tennis player. It is unavoidable to watch his friends from the past embark on the road of professional tennis.After Tezuka's training ended, the two talked about the past on the sidelines.

Tezuka looked at him with strange eyes several times, as if hesitating to speak.Although Atobe claims to have "X-ray" eyes, he can't see into Tezuka's silent inner activities.Finally, Tezuka said slowly, "Atobe, I sympathize with...but, you really don't play tennis anymore?"

After talking about it for a long time, Atobe finally understood the reason.It turned out that Tezuka heard that Mibu was hit by a broken relationship, so he avoided Germany, and even left behind his favorite tennis.Asked where he heard it from, the honest and old-fashioned boy closed his thin lips tightly, insisting that he would not betray his comrades in arms.

However, Atobe is Atobe, and after a few insinuations, he sneered and slapped a big death flag on the head of "Yushi Ninzu".

"Ah, Xiao Jing, this has nothing to do with me." Ninja on the other end of the phone shouted his innocence, he just told Tezuka the truth, and first said that Atobe's girlfriend—albeit in name—had left.Besides, Atobe is going to study in Germany.In the end, he said that Atobe did not participate in the tennis club—it was true that Atobe did not, and the high school had not yet started when he left.

Shinozu carefully selected the order of telling, and the logical relationship in it was automatically supplemented by Tezuka's brain.

In the Tennis Club, Shinobu has always been different from other members. He has always been the only one who can stand up to others in the same track, and he is also the one who loves the Bagua Track Club the most.In the days when Atobe was away, Shinobu seemed to be more and more arrogant.

Putting the sunglasses on his nose coldly, Atobe thought it was necessary to rectify his morals after returning home.

A year goes by too fast, and it seems like a month ago that I set foot on the land of Munich with my luggage in frustration.

There was almost no harvest for a year. Before leaving, Atobe went to France, went to that remote and beautiful small village, found that small and warm bakery, and told a story with the sweet smiling couple. Stories, watching indifferently and even cruelly, the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared until they were defeated.

Certain mistakes must be their responsibility.It is the most heinous act of a loser to live a life of nothing to pursue.Looking at the painful look of the man with a face similar to someone, Atobu felt a vicious pleasure in the trembling deep in his heart.

Atobe thought he should have done this long ago.Yes, he hated the happy people who could choose to escape from the bottom of his heart.

If that person in an unknown country heard his vicious voice, he would definitely quarrel with him angrily.Imagining Miyoshi Tsurumi's timid and unwilling to yield face, Atobe's mouth leaked a smile that he himself hadn't noticed.

"Master." The butler with a straight dress and a neat bow tie was already at the airport with a smile on his face.Respectfully took the luggage from Atobe's hand, and the butler opened the car door for him.There was a soft sound as the door closed and locked.

"Don't you have hands?"

"Huh?"

"Don't you think it's hard for the driver to get out of the car and go around to open the door again? It's obviously faster to open the door and walk down."

"Why does my uncle do that kind of thing? This is his job."

"Ha, the driver is also responsible for opening the door for those who have hands? Is it stated in your contract?"

"It's a natural etiquette."

"It's simply the psychology of enslaving people at work!"

"So you can only do such poor things."

When Miyoshi Tsurumi got in the car for the first time, he still vividly complained about Atobe waiting for the driver to open the door before Shi Shiran got out of the car, but the seat beside him was empty.After putting away the luggage, the butler in the driver's seat saw his young master staring at him strangely from the rearview mirror, and touched his face in doubt, "Master, is there something on my face?"

"Go home." Atobe ordered.

Thinking about it now, it’s actually very simple. It’s just paying money to enjoy the service, and there is no such thing as high or low.Tsurumi described it as slavery, but it was not respectful enough.

That simple and childish idea of ​​equality!Atobe smiled and flicked on the car window.