season sakura story

"Master, do you want to leave the important documents with Ms. Oda this time?" Assistant Sato Sai asked on the phone.

"No, let me leave it there, and you can send it over if I need it." Atobe replied in a deep voice.

I pushed open the door of the student council president’s office, put the bento on the table, and rubbed my sleepy eyes. Last time, Atobe told me not to give away any more. I thought it wasn’t because he was tired of eating sushi, so I made it early today. Order Chinese snacks.

As soon as I looked up and saw Atobe coming in, I put down the yawning hand covering my mouth, and rubbed my moist eyes.

Seeing the other party's movements, Atobe's eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at the bento on the table, opened it and saw the finely crafted food inside, and said in a dull and gentle tone, "Didn't it tell you not to send it away?"

"Ah."

Atobe saw that although the other party promised on the face, he didn't take it seriously. He opened the chair and sat on it. He picked up a piece of snack and tried it. Finally, he raised his head and asked, "Do you think I need you to send these specially?" ?”

I turned my head and looked away, "No need."

The other party looked a little stubborn, and Atobe eased his tone, "Don't do useless work." He put the lid on the lunch box, "There will be other things for you to do."

My eyes light up slightly, that's the best.

Those who have everything are the hardest to give back.

Atobe looked at Oda's look of waiting for orders, and sighed slightly in his heart. He glanced at the food in the bento, then swept the blue color of Oda's eyelids, and closed the lid.

"You go out." Atobe said to me.

I leaned against the wall outside the door, and the weather was a bit stuffy and oppressive.In the morning, I tore the bread crumbs from the corners and fed them to the ants. That bit of food was negligible to me, and the ants left after eating.

I tilted my head slightly, "I'm so envious." But I don't want to be like an ant, I want to be an equal person.

Patting the dust on my back against the wall, I walked into the classroom.

In my sleep, it seemed that someone tapped my desk with their fingers, "Class is about to start."

I couldn't open my eyes, rubbed against the pressed arm, turned my head in the other direction and continued to sleep.

Atobe looked at the quiet sleeping face with her head turned to this side. When she was sleeping, her brows were stretched gently, and she was smiling slightly after dreaming of something.

A cough next to him stopped Atobe's daze at the right time. He quickly adjusted his facial expression and returned to his usual look. He tilted his head slightly and pressed his fingers harder on the table, "Class is on, get up."

Then, without looking at the other party's reaction, he withdrew his hands and turned around, expressing his attitude that he didn't care about it.

Shinobu looked at Atobe, stretched out his fingers and shook, "I saw through~"

It was not a cover-up after being exposed, but Atobe glanced at Shinozu generously, "So what?"

It was the turn of Renzu to choke. According to Atobe's past practice, he would not just show it like this before he failed.

"Then I'll tell Oda." Shinobu threatened.He knew Atobe didn't let Oda notice.

Atobe said nonchalantly, "She won't believe it."

"Not necessarily." Ninja shook his head and said.

The person next to him showed signs of waking up, and Atobe didn't reply.

I sat up, feeling that my head was still drowsy and drowsy, so I propped my hair in a daze.Shinobu in the front seat kept looking at me and smiling, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

I touched the corner of my mouth, there was no drooling, and there was nothing strange on my face. I glanced at him inexplicably, and found that he didn't show any sign of stopping that expression, so I simply ignored it.

Atobe tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "Enough, don't make trouble."

Shinobuzu saw Atobe's expression, it wasn't the expression that he didn't care about what he did before, but now his eyes clearly expressed the hope that he didn't let Oda know.

With that look... Ren Zuzu shut his mouth and stopped joking.

I watched the undercurrent between them inexplicably, but I was naturally not curious about things that didn't concern me, so I didn't ask any questions.

After cleaning the classroom, I locked the door and came out, only to find Atobe standing against the wall not far from the door, looking like he was waiting for someone.

I walked over, "Why are you here?"

Atobe stood up straight, "You just came out, do something for me."

"Well." I replied.

She always gave such a simple answer, she didn't ask and didn't think too much, maybe she didn't want to know.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I'm standing here?" Atobe asked looking into my eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked naturally.

Atobe turned around, his tone was difficult to distinguish, "Then let's go."

For some reason, I feel that his usual pace is a little lonely at this moment.I walked up to him quickly, "what's wrong with you?"

Atobe's eyes were deep, with some unknown meaning, he looked at me for a long time, and finally said nothing.

Some people are very sensitive, but they selectively ignore certain things, or they are selectively insensitive.She is one of those people.

That's okay, when you realize it, I've already closed the net, and you have no chance to escape.

I looked at the corner of Atobe's mouth, which was raised with confidence and determination. There was a hunter's light in his eyes. For some reason, I felt a little dangerous.

He took me to the office of the student union, "Let's tidy up the office."

I tidied up his desk and drawers according to his request, and saw that there was a bunch of keys in his drawer, and when I moved them away, I found that the pendant on the bunch of keys was inlaid with my photo.

Some things suddenly became clear, but a little unbelievable.

I put the things back in place, "I've packed the things, I'm leaving first."

Atobe sat on the chair, looked up at me, and then at the drawer next to him.

I'm sure he knew I saw the photo.But there are some things that will deteriorate if they respond positively now.

"It's my birthday this weekend. Here's the invitation. I'll pick you up then." Atobe handed me the invitation.

I hesitated and took it.

"You should know what your identity will be when you go to the party." Atobe said calmly.

I looked up at him in surprise, he wasn't going to hide anymore, and he was forcing me to make a choice.Photos are just a prelude.

I put the invitation on the table, "I have something to do at home on the weekend, so I can't go."

"You want to escape?" Atobe seemed to see through my heart, "Resign from the hotel job and not accept any help from me?"

I can't answer.He pressed on step by step, "Do you think that with your current situation, you can find a better job than what I offer you?"

I clenched my hand and didn't answer.

He circled me in front of the table, put his hands on the table behind me, stared into my eyes, "You're so smart, you know it's impossible, right?"

I put my hand on his chest, separating the distance between me and him, "So what?"

"You can recognize the reality clearly, but you are so stubborn." There was pity and sigh in his tone, he stroked the blue color in my eyes, "You also know that you will collapse in the end, either physically or mentally."

I bit my lip and said nothing.

He suddenly leaned in and kissed me, my eyes widened in disbelief, and when I realized it, I planned to push him away with my hands.He held my fluttering hands with one hand, and pressed the back of my head with the other. I couldn't move, so I could only bear it.

The kiss gradually deepened, and I kept my eyes open.

He is very focused, and he is very sexy when he is emotional, and I have a momentary loss of consciousness.

But I was suddenly very disappointed in my heart, and a voice said to me in my heart, "So what?"

His clothes are expensive, just like him and his family.His right eye has the exact same tear mole in the anime.He helped me a lot, we are not on equal footing.

I bit him, with determination in my eyes.

He looked into my eyes, and the hurt in his eyes flashed past.I felt a little pain in my heart, it was so rare for him to look like this.

I avoid his eyes, "I'm sorry."

But he suddenly smiled, straightened my face, put his fingers on my lips, with a little oppression in his eyes, "Tell me, how can it be such a simple thing?"

I was so surprised that I forgot to take away his hand touching my face, "Are you blackmailing me?"

"Yes. As long as I think about it, do you think you can afford it?"

I lowered my eyelids, I don't even know what he helped me before.

"So, how do you want to escape?"

I don't have the confidence to say that I can do it without owing him a penny, and I can't shamelessly say that it was all voluntary by him. "You...you weren't like this before."

"What's that like?" He chuckled, "Gentleman? It's just something I don't care about." He gently pinned the broken hair on my cheek behind his ear, "For you, you should see Find out my attitude." Determined to win.

His voice was a little low, with an oath that cannot be ignored, "You can't escape."

I was rumpled in my school skirt, and one of the things I disliked the most was being blackmailed.Oda Kogen is like this, Atobe, why are you like this?

Some people are born rebellious.

But he suddenly took half a step back and let go of the oppression on me, "I am very patient with you, and I don't want to force you." There was some decadence in his eyes, but he concealed it very well.How could I blame him when all my anger was suddenly vented?What position and qualifications do I have to accuse him?The guard of honor is nothing more than his liking, accepting help from others and still holding his self-esteem so sensitively.

"I'm sorry." I muttered for a long time, and only this sentence came out, "I'm sorry..."

There was a little sigh in his voice, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

After a long silence, he continued, "Oda, can you make some concessions? Why is it so difficult for you to see something so simple for others?"

Yes, I was also thinking, why should I draw the boundaries so clearly, just to give each a chance.

I wanted to take a step, but I eventually pulled back, "We're different."

I looked up at him, "I'll tell you a story, do you want to hear it?"

He came over to me and stood silently against the edge of the table.

"My friend's mother was very beautiful when she was young. She fell in love with a man. What attracted the man most was not her appearance, but her kindness and innocence. The man's family has a lot of background, but his family likes her. It’s another lady who is well-matched. That man is very responsible, and the love between him and his friend’s mother is also very firm.” I looked at him sideways, “But do you know what the final result is?”

I chuckled without waiting for his answer, "Actually, everyone in the man's family agreed, but my friend's mother has become more and more timid and unconfident, and she is no longer the innocent girl with a bright smile." .”

Atobe felt that there was a flash of hatred on Oda's face, but when he looked carefully, it disappeared.

She was still smiling, but her words were indifferent, "I don't think anyone is pitiful. If you have a strong heart, how could your personality change so much in the end and ruin your life."

I calmed down the ups and downs in my heart, and continued, "But some gaps may not be made up in a lifetime. I don't have such a big ambition, and I don't want to put shackles on myself, and I don't want to be chasing and looking up all the time. I just want to Choose what I can grasp and grasp. You are not in the scope of choice."

You are excellent and your family is very powerful, but I don't want to stand in that position when I have no capital.That was tiring and irrational.

He was silent for a while, "Okay, I won't force you, but you should go to the birthday party on the weekend."

I sighed, "As long as it's not in the capacity you said earlier, I will go."

"Which identity?" He approached me knowingly and asked.

I took half a step back, not wanting to answer.

"Girlfriend?" He chuckled, "Okay, I won't introduce you that way."

Atobe looked at the redness on the face of the girl beside him, and felt a little happy and relieved in his heart.

Because I want to go to the end, I will rationally not try it lightly.

Pretend to be old-fashioned, indifferent and rational, but in fact innocent, gentle and emotional, and naive.

So, how do you escape?