season sakura story

The next day, Atobe looked at Satoshi Hayakawa, who came to replace Oda Jiying, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a low tone, "Where is she?"

"She has something to do, so let me come and help, she will come tomorrow." Satoshi Hayakawa looked at the silent Atobe, afraid that his sister would be criticized, and added, "I can do anything."

Atobe turned around and tilted his head slightly, "It's really timely for her to ask for leave." Just asking yesterday to ask for leave today is difficult for people without thinking too much.He also said "I don't want to watch it", did he ask for leave today because he couldn't find a chance yesterday?Don't hit your face too fast.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, "Everyone go in."

Judging by Atobu's micro-expression, he was absolutely upset. "Atobe really doesn't like people who are irresponsible for other things." Shinozu thought to himself, "But I don't know if there are other emotions."

Renzu looked at Satoshi Hayakawa, who was gone by the time, and finally came after waiting for a long time. He took out the towels early, and when the players left the field, the towels were scalded and had no cooling effect at all.Seeing the micro-knowledge, it is true that Oda is more careful and appropriate in doing things.

At noon, I met the team members of Qingxue again, and the two teams simply sat down to eat together.

Bu Er opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the number of the other party, then immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled softly.

Atobe glanced at Fuji clearly, because he knew it, so isn't he surprised that she is not in the Ice Emperor team?

Atobe pulled the seat away, and there was a slight scratch between the corner of the chair and the ground, Shinobu looked at Atobe strangely, would the aristocratic Atobe make such a mistake?

"Someone brought me food, so I won't eat here." Fuji said with a smile and left the restaurant.

"Yeah." Tezuka replied.

"Why didn't Oda come over today?" Akutagawa Jirou asked strangely, "I still want to eat her bento."

"I'm asking for leave." Atobe said in a nonchalant manner, "Hurry up and eat, there is a game in the afternoon."

"Oh~" Akutagawa's ending sounded a bit long, and it sounded like it was a pity that he didn't eat Oda's bento.

Atobe looked up at the place where Fuji left, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked to the left, and he continued to eat gracefully.

When the team members had almost finished eating, Atobe moved the chair back, "Let's go." Then he turned in Tezuka's direction, "Then we'll leave first."

"Yeah." Tezuka responded lightly.

During the lunch break, Atobe said he wanted to drink coffee, so Ninzuzu followed him to the vending machine and bought a drink, "Isn't there a vending machine nearby? Why did you take a detour to come here?" Ninzuzu asked casually A sentence.

"There is coffee here, and there are canned ice drinks." Atobe said, taking a sip of coffee.

"Oh, then let's go back." Renzu turned and walked back.

"Not here." Atobe looked in a certain direction and said softly.

"What's wrong?" Renzu couldn't hear what he just said.

"Nothing, let's go." Atobe said lazily.

"How come the tone has become a bit loud~" Although the tone in the front is flat, but the speed of the speech is a little bit serious, but the tone in the back is lazy and relaxed.Ninja shook his head and muttered softly.

After they left, a certain face that Atobe had looked at before appeared.Fu leaned on the tree with his head on his pillow, and looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, "Are you interested already? It looks very interesting." But there was no interesting expression on his face, his blue eyes were opened, his eyes were focused, but he could distinguish I don't know the emotions inside.

At the end of the game, Atobe sat in the car and sent Oda a message.

I was lying on the bed, sleeping in a daze, when my phone rang.I reached for my phone and opened it, "I have work tonight, come to the hotel."

I was about to reply to the message saying that I couldn't go, but another message came in. I clicked on it and saw that the salary was very high, which I couldn't refuse.

I tapped my feverish head to feel the level of sobriety in my head. I felt that the quality of my work would not be affected by the fever, so I replied "OK", and immediately started to pack myself and prepare to go out.

"Go to the hotel." Atobe ordered lightly.

"Is there any temporary business? I didn't hear you say that you are going." Gao Cang asked strangely.

"Yeah." Atobe replied with his eyes closed.

When I arrived in front of the hotel, I rubbed my heavy head to make myself more awake.

I went to the office first, and Atobe was already sitting there, and he hadn't told me the specifics, so let me come over first.

Without raising his head, he just said "sit".I sat next to the coffee table in the distance.

He was still working on the documents, and after a while, I said, "What is the meeting to be translated about, and which box is it in?"

Holding a stack of documents, he stood up, "Let's go."

I followed him out of the office, wondering in my heart, "Is he going to attend this meeting too?"

He pushed open the door of a small box, and I followed him in without seeing anyone else.

He sat on the sofa alone, I looked at him, and then at the box where no one came in, "Isn't it the conference interpreter?"

Atobu pushed a bunch of documents in front of me, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, "Translate these quickly, and wait for urgent use."

I looked around the box, then stared at Atobe and asked him with my eyes, "Isn't the document translation office also available? Why do you open a separate box?"

He paused for a second, "It's more comfortable here."

I glanced at the soft sofa and nodded in agreement.

I looked at the pile of Chinese materials, and then looked at the documents in front of the Atobu, "Do you want to translate too?"

As soon as I asked the exit, I knew that I had asked the wrong question. Atobe had never learned Chinese. He must have other work to deal with before coming to the box with me.

Sure enough, he looked up and looked at me like a fool, "Go get a computer."

"Oh." I stood up and closed the door.

Atobe looked at the figure going out, and pursed his lips. He didn't actually have a job today, but he suddenly wanted to finish the work in a week ahead of schedule.Well, because he and his players have to concentrate on the game next, it is right to do what can be done in advance.

I brought over the laptop I had provided at the hotel, and sat on the sofa not far from Atobe.

I flipped through the pile of Japanese documents, "Is it translated into Chinese?"

"Both Chinese and English." He raised his head and looked at where I was sitting. "I want to explain some precautions on your documents. Can you understand them when you sit so far away?"

"Oh." I stood up and sat next to him.

He leaned over slightly, leaned forward, opened a file in front of me, and pointed me to several places, "Here, here, and here, we can't just translate it, but we need to make a table based on the data."

We were so close that our shoulders were almost touching, I leaned to the right, keeping a distance from him, maintaining a strange posture unnaturally.

"Yeah, okay." I quickly marked a few places.After finishing this document, I quickly pulled out the next one, spread it out between me and him, thought for a while, and then moved it to his side.

He looked up at me sideways, and I quickly said, "This is convenient for you to read." He was noncommittal, tapped on the document with his slender fingers, and then turned several pages, quickly pointing at the page that stopped. There are several places, "Here, make a table, here, briefly list the items, here, add background materials, including the company's areas of involvement in various places, main products, industry year-on-year status, business growth, advantages, etc., the same Do data chart analysis, and here..."

He spoke very quickly, and he said it out of page order. The document was placed on his side, and I turned the page before I could see what he said.I had to lean towards him, but try to lean forward without touching him, and make a quick mark on the document.

He looked at me almost lying on the table, paused, his right hand passed over my head, stopped on the right side of the document page, and pointed to several places, I could almost feel the heat of his chest on my back, his magnetic The voice sounded above my head, and his right hand was almost around me.I knew that I was almost lying on the document so that he couldn't point to the right side of the document smoothly, so he had to go around my head.I lowered my head a bit, slipped myself out under his arm, and accidentally bumped into him.I looked up at Atobe, then lowered immediately, feeling a little unnatural in my heart but trying to maintain my cool voice, "I'm sorry."

Atobe looked at the other's ear, which was exposed because of work, and it was red at the moment, which did not match the calm expression on the master's face.

A trace of a smile flashed in Atobe's eyes, but disappeared soon, "It's okay." The voice was more lazier, "Go on."

For some reason, I felt that there was a hint of joy in his magnetic voice, I looked up at him suspiciously, with the same confident expression as before, nothing unusual.Maybe my feeling is wrong.

I sat back again, and this time I didn't get distracted by the distance. I finished my work early and went home early. I didn't have time for ink marks and tweaking. It's not good to waste everyone's time.

But Atobe is really a gentleman, the distance between me and him is just right, and I never feel uncomfortable.