season sakura story

When I approached the car door, I stopped and said to Atobe in front, "I still have something to say."

He looked back at me, waiting for me to continue.

"I don't know if there will be things like noon in the future. You don't like my way of handling it, and you are not afraid, but I am not you. I can't be so relieved about some things." He looked at me with an unclear expression. I, I continued, "So it might happen again in the future..." I saw his eyebrows frowned slightly, "I...I can't make any guarantees, but I will try not to do this in the future, sorry for you."

"Stay away from me?" There seemed to be a hint of anger in his tone.

After asking this sentence, Atobe looked at someone looking up in amazement at how he knew, feeling a little annoyed.

"Is this how you deal with problems?" Atobe asked calmly.

"I...I'm not..."

Atobe looked at Oda who couldn't make a sentence because of embarrassment, frowned slightly, glanced at the other party's injured left hand, and took a deep breath.After working so hard, why make things difficult for her because she keeps a distance for a reason?

Atobe raised his hand slightly, wanting to look at her left arm, thinking of her dislike for contact with the opposite sex and her keen intuition for feelings, it finally landed on her shoulder. "My uncle doesn't care." He heard himself say against his will.

That's right, there are so many people who want to have something to do with Atobe, it's just that Oda doesn't get close to him, so why should he care.

After figuring this out, the guilt in my heart was reduced a lot, "Well, Atobe, thank you!" I sincerely thanked you.

Atobe choked on my attitude, but in the end he didn't say anything.Oda made a promise to him last time in the game, and he thought the relationship would not be cleared up soon, so why didn't he consider her situation, caring about this moment and losing his long-term plans.It's just that some things in school really pay more attention.

"Get in the car." Atobe suppressed the thoughts in his heart and said unevenly.

"Yeah." I sat in the car, scratched the seat cushion unconsciously, and looked at Atobe's side face with guilt, "Atobe is really a good person." I exhaled , "How do I repay in the future?" I had no solution in my heart, so I could only make up my mind secretly.

"You don't have to go to the tennis club recently." Atobe said slowly, propping his head on his hands.

I looked at him in surprise, but I was inevitably relieved. It's not that I didn't want to go, but that the tennis club was really the cause of rumors. interfered with my life.

"Ah."

Although there was only one word, Atobe could hear the other party's full gratitude, and the corner of his mouth also rose a little, "But you are free on weekends, go to the hotel to do things."

I was a little excited, but I restrained myself and asked after thinking about it, "Is it related to you?"

Atobu's eyes slanted, "What are you thinking? Do you think you are doing a good job, and you deserve my help?"

I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself, "That's good, otherwise I'm really embarrassed to acknowledge my love."

"Well, okay." There was a little joy in my tone.

Seeing someone with a different expression, Atobe narrowed his eyes slightly, and slightly curved his lips, "It's really easy to deceive." He glanced again, with a smile in his eyes, "That's fine."

"There is a party this weekend, you go with me." Atobe said in the middle of the journey.

"What party do you need me to go to?" I asked suspiciously.

I saw that unrefusable look again, thinking that it must be useful for me to call me, Atobe is not a person who does boring things.Even though I'm not that fond of parties, I feel like I can't say no to Atobe at this moment.

"okay."

On the way back, Atobe called his assistant at the hotel, "Do you still have the documents I asked you to find?"

"Well, good." Before hanging up the phone, he asked again worriedly, "Don't say anything unnecessary."

Mr. Takakura watched Atobe's actions in the rearview mirror of the car, and smiled kindly and comforted, "It's great, Atobe has also begun to grow up."

Atobe heard the retort and went back, "I've grown up a long time ago."

Mr. Takakura ignored Atobe's rebuttal and shook his head with a smile.He saw Atobe taking out a wristband and rubbing it in his hand again, with a gentle and helpless expression on his face, and the look of being bound to win again.

Gao Cang smiled indulgently, and thought to himself, "It probably has something to do with that girl just now." He glanced at Atobu, who was a little emotional in the mirror, "I can see that the young master who has always been mature is beginning to have It’s really good to see a normal adolescent boy in a good mood, and I’ve been worried that he’s not interested in these things. Besides tennis, this is something that the young master cares about.” Gao Cang restrained his emotions and began to concentrate on driving.

I went home and lay on the bed, thinking about today’s events, and thinking about the future countermeasures, when will this life end, when will I be able to be an upright person... I sank my head into the soft pillow, raised it again, He took out his phone from the side and clicked on the text message editing interface, "Thank you for today, and sorry. I hope you have a good dream and good night."

Atobe, who was sitting at the desk reading a book, heard the notification tone on his mobile phone and saw a new message. He thought it was from the tennis club or something about work, but when he clicked on it, he found that it was a message from Oda.After reading the text message, Atobe felt a little happy. There is still something to be gained by making concessions, isn't it?In the past, Oda never took the initiative to send messages.

"Well. Good night." Atobe replied.

In fact, after this incident, apart from Oda not going to the tennis club, the relationship between Atobe and her has not changed much.Although at the same table, Oda didn't take the initiative to talk much, and he didn't have any other interactions at school. The hotel work is off-campus, so it won't make the students of the same school misunderstand. Some time ago, Oda was too old during the Tokyo regional qualifiers The tennis club ran, just getting closer to them.

If that's the case, should the others stop?But what others have done before cannot be so simple.

"Hey, vice president, adjust the surveillance video and check the recent incidents of group bullying on campus." Atobe ordered in a serious tone.

Atobe is the president of the student council.

"Has there been such incidents in the school recently? I haven't heard of it." Vice President Okano Koji asked suspiciously.

"Someone anonymously reported to the student union." Atobe said without blinking. "Look it up, find it and send me that video."

"Then I'll check it quickly." Okano said in a somewhat hasty voice.

"Yeah." After hanging up the phone, Atobe stared at the corner of the table for a rare moment of daze, he rubbed his wrist unconsciously, and suddenly remembered the wristband, "Preparing the gift for birthday has become an apology Props..."

I got up early the next day, and Oda Kogen, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, looked at me in surprise, "Why did you get up so early today?"

I yawned, "I want to make lunch by myself."

"You want to cook Chinese food again?"

"That's right." I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes when I yawned.

"Then go and wash up quickly, I'll empty the kitchen right away." Oda Kogen urged.

"Well, good." With tears in my eyes, I stepped on my slippers and went to the washstand. "I'm really not suitable for getting up early." I patted my cheek with cold water to wake myself up.

I made a box of sushi and a box of Chinese food in the morning, all in bento boxes.

Oda Kogen took a glance while standing outside the door, and naturally saw two bentos, and asked naturally, "Who do you want to bring another bento to?"

I didn't intend to hide it either, so I smiled and said, "To Tomo Hayakawa."

He turned his head to the side in embarrassment.I didn't think of anything when I said it casually, but it was only after seeing his expression that I realized that he might think I was mocking him.I paused, "I have no other meaning."

He looked at my calm expression and didn't say anything. He looked at the clock and said, "Go to school as soon as you pack up, don't be late."

"Well, good." I picked up my schoolbag and turned around, "See you that night."

He didn't seem to expect that I would say goodbye, he froze for a moment, and said with an unnatural expression, "Yeah."

But Satoshi Hayakawa really doesn't need me to bring him a bento, he brings a lot of it every time, so he insists on sharing it with me.I actually had other plans.

At noon, the Atobu is resting in the office of the president of the student union.When I put down my things and was about to go out, I ran into Atobe who just came back.

He glanced at the table and then at me, "Didn't you say you want to stay away?"

I heard his teasing, and said with a calm smile, "That's not the case." People don't stare at me all the time, so I can always guess where I'm going?

He walked over and opened the bento box, "Sushi?"

I spread my hands, "I'm stingy, I can't order steak, so I have to make some sushi to make do with it."

Atobe looked at the neatly arranged sushi in the bento box, which happened to be one of the few flavors he liked, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "It's really good." He picked up one and took a bite gracefully, "But you don't think you're giving it away. Is it too late?" Now it's past meal time, and most of the people have eaten.

I wasn't shy at all, "It's just for you to cook for snacks after dinner. If you don't want to eat, I can take it back and feed myself in the afternoon."

"What did you have for lunch?" Atobe asked after finishing one.

"It's also a bento."

"Well, it's not bad." His expression didn't show much praise, "You can go out now."

"Well. Then give me the bento box after you've finished eating. I'll go first." After I finished speaking, I closed the door and went out.

"Did you find it during that dinner party?" Atobe tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously thinking.He is very picky about eating sushi, he only likes to eat some specific flavors, and he will try others, his likes and dislikes are not obvious. "Sure enough, he is very observant." But thinking about the time when Akutagawa Jiro robbed her of her bento, he made less at the beginning and added more portions later on, and most of them were Akutagawa's favorite food, so the surprise and joy were gone.

Atobe picked up another one and took a bite, "But this is good." At least he paid more attention than before.

She was indeed a person who could not owe favors to others. Although she hadn't been as hardworking as she is now, she always used one way or another to repay those who helped her.Atobe is not an idiot, so he naturally knows that Oda is still very cold in his heart, she never interferes with irrelevant things, and she will put down her own work to volunteer in the tennis club, all because of what he did before.

I don't know if this kind of temperament is good or not.Is that why she is right?

Atobe looked at the roses in the vase in front of the table, and one of the petals was odd. He thought of his distant cousin who used to pull the petals and count "yes" and "no" in the living room of his house.He raised his hand and caressed the flower, "It looks so good."