The Greek Fairy

After coming out of Qianxi Shibuya's shop, it was already dark, Atobe looked at his watch and said, "Let's go, my uncle treats you to French cuisine."

"No need." Cellini was teased by Sebastian, he really doesn't like ordinary food.

Seeing that Cellini refused, Atobe thought that Cellini didn't want him to spend money.Thinking of this, Atobe smiled and said, "It's okay, let's go."

"En." Seeing the enthusiasm of the Miracle Ministry, Cellini had no choice but to nod.

After dinner, Abu drove Cellini to a park in the middle of the street. After the two got off the car, Abu said to Cellini: "Wait for me here."

"Yes." Cellini nodded.

Seeing Cellini nodding, Atobu ran towards the convenience store not far away.After a while, Atobe came back with a big bag.

"Drink?" Atobe said and took out a can of beer from the bag.

"Alcohol!" Cellini was surprised. Isn't it forbidden to sell alcohol to minors in Japanese stores? "You are underage, which store dares to sell you wine."

"I asked an adult to buy it for me." Atobe said and walked towards the park bench. "Drink?"

Cellini waved his hand and said, "No, I get drunk when I drink."

Seeing that Cellini didn't drink and didn't force him, Atobe took out a bottle of juice and said, "Here's juice, you can drink this."

"Thank you." Cellini took the juice and held it in his hand without opening it.

"Sit down." Atobe said and sat on the bench.

"En." Cellini sat on the bench opposite Atobe.

The two were relatively silent, and Atobu drank one can after another, which made Cellini a little dumbfounded.

It’s not an option to just drink from Atobe one can after another. Cellini thought about it: “Atobe, are you in a bad mood.” Cellini is not a busy person, but according to If Atobe drinks like this, she has to ignore that he must be alcoholic.

Hearing this, Atobe stopped drinking and said with a smile, "A little bit."

Cellini got up and walked to the Atobu, squatted down and said sincerely: "Tell me, it's no use drinking alone to drown your sorrows."

Atobe looked down at Cellini's face and said, "Do you watch tennis?"

"..." Cellini was taken aback by the question.

"I can tell by the way you don't watch." Atobe pulled Cellini to sit beside him. "I played a game today."

"Losing?" Cellini's Witness Department couldn't help guessing.

"Win." Atobe said and took another sip of wine. "Lost again."

"What do you mean?" Forgive Cellini, she really doesn't watch tennis.

"I beat my opponent, but my team lost." Atobe said, opening a new can of beer.

"It's not entirely your fault that your team lost. You don't have to blame yourself too much." Cellini suddenly remembered that the track department seemed to be the head of the tennis department.

"I blame myself not because of this." Atobe smiled bitterly.

"why?"

"I probably ruined a player's tennis career."

"What do you mean?"

"During the game today, my opponent played with an injury, and I targeted his old injury in order to win the game." Atobe said and stood up. "He may not be able to stand on the court for the rest of his life. I am mean."

Cellini sat on the chair and looked at Atobe and said: "I think, since he knows he is injured and insists on playing, it proves that he is ready to never play again, and you are here to win the game." , it's not mean."

"He is a promising athlete, I may destroy him." Atobe covered his face with his right hand, his voice muffled. "Even if I win him, I don't win it in a fair way in my heart. I feel ashamed if I win him, but if I lose to him..."

"Can his injury be cured?" Cellini interrupted him hastily when he saw that the Ministry of Tracing was in a bad mood.

"I don't know." Atobe was taken aback by the question, he really hadn't thought about it.

"If you feel guilty, use your family's network to help him heal his injuries. After the injury is healed, you can fight him again. If you win or lose, we will talk about it later." Cellini thought for a while. A solid suggestion came out.

Atobe was shocked when he heard the words, and then smiled: "You are right."

after an hour

"It's gone." Although Atobe had drunk too much, there was no difference from his normal appearance except that his face was red.

Cellini widened his eyes and said, "You still want to drink."

"No more." Atobe stood up staggeringly, and threw a bag of soda cans into the trash can.

"Be careful." Seeing that the Ministry of Tracing was a little unsteady, Cellini hurried forward to help.

Atobe hugged Cellini fiercely in his arms and said, "Let me hold you for a while, just for a while."

Cellini returned to hug Atobu and said: "It's okay, just win it back next time." Celini wanted to struggle, but the state of Atobu at this time made her reluctant to push him away.

After a while, Cellini's cell phone rang. Cellini reluctantly took out the cell phone from his bag and saw that it was a text message from Tezuka. He was hugging Cellini when he wanted to carefully read the text message. The Atobe actually fell down.

"Atobe, Atobe." Cellini hurriedly supported Atobe, and after a closer look, Atobe fell asleep. "Don't sleep, hey, hey." Although Cellini is a fairy, she is still a woman after all, and her strength is not very strong.

"Sebastian." Cellini couldn't help it.

"Master." Sebastian came out from behind the tree and came to Cellini to take Atobe.

"You know where Atobe's house is, take her home." Cellini said while looking down at the message on the phone.

"Yes." Sebastian nodded. "Where is the master?"

"I have something to do." Cellini sighed, raised his phone and shook it in front of Sebastian. "Tezuka is looking for me."

"Master, be careful." Sebastian said with a smile.

"kindness."

When Cellini came to the place Tezuka said, he saw Tezuka sitting by the flower bed in a daze.

"Tezuka." Cellini called softly.

Hearing the sound, Tezuka raised his head and looked at Cellini: "You are here."

"Is something wrong?"

"Sit." Tezuka patted beside him, signaling Cellini to sit next to him.

Cellini sat beside Tezuka and said, "Are you unhappy?"

"Yes." Tezuka nodded.

"What's the matter?" Cellini thought to himself why neither of them was happy.

"I may not be able to play tennis again," Tezuka said, with a deep sense of sadness surrounding him.

"What's going on?" Cellini didn't know why Tezuka's words had a feeling of deja vu.

"There was a game today, and I played with an old injury." Tezuka rubbed his left shoulder and smiled wryly. "The old injury has recurred, and I may never be able to play tennis again."

Hearing this, Cellini couldn't help saying: "Your opponent won't be called Atobe Keigo." It's not such a coincidence.

Tezuka looked at Cellini in surprise and said, "You don't watch tennis, don't you?"

"I heard it from others." Celini couldn't say that she just got together with Atobe. "Do you hate the Motobu?"

"I don't hate it." He said shaking his head.

"Why?" Shouldn't this situation be hated?

"I've guessed this result a long time ago." Tezuka's voice was surprisingly calm. "I just didn't expect it to be so sad when it came."

Cellini realized that he might have said the wrong thing and hurriedly said: "Don't be sad, I think there is no unparalleled road, and..."

"Can you lend me your shoulder?" Tezuka said suddenly.

"?" Cellini was taken aback when he heard that.

"I want to lean on." Tezuka said, turning around and hugging Cellini in his arms.

"Oh." Cellini was held in Tezuka's arms.

"If I can't play anymore, what do you think I should do?"

"The police, Tezuka-kun will definitely be a good policeman."

"kindness."