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"What are you thinking?"

When Ryoma came back to her senses, the notepad she had made almost hit her face.She scratched her hair casually: "It's nothing, I just remember that I was often abandoned by my family at that time, and later... many sisters would come around and ask me if I needed help."

That scene was quite magnificent.She narrated calmly.From her point of view, it is quite spectacular, but it does feel very ordinary.

"..."

A moment of silence.

Click, the dry refill made a cracking sound.He put down the notebook heartbroken, and sighed heavily: "Why didn't I get treated like this when I was a child?"

Renzu kindly reminded: "Maybe it will be different if you take off your glasses."

But for Gan who treats glasses as his own body, this is impossible.

He pretended not to hear, skipped over, put the small bottle of sunscreen back on the table, stood up and stretched: "I'm done, let's go swimming first."

While talking, Gan has already replaced his glasses with the same opaque swimming goggles while bowing his head, and put on his swimming cap neatly, very quickly.

Sneak fast.

Atobe snorted, and heard Ryoma ask again: "So, where are we going this time?"

"It's a newly developed resort island." Renzu answered for him, "Going south, it's about two or three days away."

"Sounds great," Dashi's eyes lit up, and he asked with interest, "Is it a resort area? I don't think I've heard of this place before."

"Because it is newly developed." Atobe said.

Everyone: "..."

I get it, it was made by his family.

"So, we are still the first batch of customers." Bu Er sighed, "It's really an honor, I don't know whose honor it is."

Resisting his feet and calmly: "Uh, actually, I think so too."

Eh?Oishi tried to clear his mind: "Wait, it's not that complicated, is it? Atobe means, let us be the first batch of... experiencers in the resort?"

Atobe raised his chin arrogantly: "Hmm, you can also say that."

Dashi was so moved, he took his hand and shook it vigorously, talking in a lot of ramblings.

People in Qingxue are used to his long-winded words, but they were taken aback by Bingdi's friend, and didn't know how to answer for a long time.

"Although I'm very grateful, that's right," Ryoma couldn't help interjecting, "But Senior Oishi, did you forget that we released the minister's pigeon like this?"

"...Ah." Dashi turned his head slowly, his neck seemed to be creaking, and his eyes gradually became dull, "It seems that there is such a thing!"

Bu Er smiled: "I knew that everyone was too excited, and it was easy to forget everything."

Dashi belatedly looked for his mobile phone, but when he thought that it would be difficult to get a signal when he was out of the sea, he put it down in a slump.

"Fuji!" He looked at Fuji hopefully, "Did you contact Tezuka?"

"No."

What a crisp answer!

Ryoma wiped off his cold sweat: "So you just abandoned the minister...is that what you mean?"

Acting Deputy Minister Dashi lowered his head and covered his face, falling into self-condemnation, the corners of the two Bingdi's mouths twitched.

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, can you be more unreliable?" Renzu complained in a low voice, "I think the fact that the Atobu completely forgot our supervisor in school is already exaggerated."

Atobe suddenly choked: "Puff... cough cough!"

Why did they suddenly become mutual revelations? !

He put down his drink glass and glared at his teammates.The latter shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and asked Ryoma, "Are you going to Kyushu?"

"I think so." She nodded, "But it still depends on what the seniors think."

After speaking, she glanced silently.

Deputy Minister Dashi continued to feel lost, beating his chest and feet, and sighing.

"Tezuka, I'm sorry for you-"

……

"Should we go over there and have a look?" Ryoma tentatively suggested.

Fuji and Ninzu showed their support with silent actions.

Fortunately, Ryoma was able to get rid of the evil hands of others who wanted to drag her into the pool to join the melee.She put on the sun hat and buttoned the pink tie around her neck in a straight-forward manner. The wind blew the plastic flowers on the brim of the hat, blowing the excess ribbon to her face.

Having nothing to do, Ryoma walked along the outside of the deck and watched, climbed the outdoor stairs to a higher platform, and lay down on the railing to look down.

In the open-air pool, the tired teenagers gradually calmed down. They fiddled with the water occasionally, and most of them lazily soaked in the water to bask in the sun, pushing the little yellow ducks around.

The sun was so fierce that it was almost noon, and it made people feel tingling on the top of their head and hot flesh, like chicken legs lying on a barbecue grill. Only the wind blowing from the sea can slightly relieve the dryness of the body.

With a click, Ryoma blinked his eyes, and realized that Fuji was shaking his camera at her, showing his smiling eyebrows, and his lips moved as if he was saying something.It was too far away, no matter how good her eyesight was, she was not proficient in lip reading at all, so she didn't see it at all.

Everyone in the school knows that Senior Fuji is a photography enthusiast, and his skills are not bad—probably because whatever a genius wants to do will become a masterpiece of genius, it looks like a few photos he took "casually", Finally, it was sent to a photography exhibition.

She doesn't really mind being the background in his works, but she's never used to being stared at by the camera.She used the skill of Miss Zhi who hid from the monthly tennis magazine, retracted her neck skillfully, and slipped away from the railing.

The sun made Ryoma drowsy.She naturally missed Karubin who stayed at home, and sighed melancholy.

The top floor was empty, there were some fitness equipment, and she couldn't find any interesting entertainment. She turned around and was about to go back downstairs when she caught a glimpse of a row of massage chairs under the shadow of the opposite eaves.

I don't know when he developed the habit of napping, so Ryoma naturally picked the nearest one to sit on, and then lay down.The high backs of the chairs naturally fell to the back row, and then pressed against something.

With a plop, a figure turned over and sat up vigilantly, looking around in confusion: "Ah, who sneaked up on me!"

Long Ma was startled, and sat up too, turned his head to look, only to find that it looked familiar.It was Jiro Akutagawa who was defeated in the battle that day, and at the same time, the sleeping beauty... the sleeping beauty boy he had met in the grove.

"Oh, sorry."

"Huh?" Cirou rubbed his eyes, yawned and looked over, "It's you, did Atobe call you here, is dinner ready?"

"Like, not yet..."

Why do you suddenly become energetic when you talk about "opening the meal", are you a pet kept by someone?

She paused before saying, "I just want to find a place to bask in the sun and sleep for a while."

After hearing this, Cilang looked at this "comrade of the same kind" seriously, then grinned, and patted himself: "You're welcome, just sleep casually, Atobe won't mind."

Well, the owner is Mr. Atobe.

Around the time the first bout of sunscreen wore off, people in the pool crawled out, yelling that they were hungry.Huadi, who had been sitting by the side in a daze, suddenly stood up, as if he had received someone's order, took off the towels from the shelf, walked over and handed them to them one by one.

The Ice Empress members were used to it, they patted him on the shoulder, took it and covered his head, Qingxue seemed flattered and thanked him repeatedly.

"Oh, Mr. Huadi really troubled you." Taocheng said with a smile, wrapped the towel around his waist carelessly, and skillfully raised his arms to wrap around Huadi's shoulders, "Come on, buddy, let's go to eat together .”

Huadi seemed to hesitate for a moment, wanting to look back, but Xiangri and Hiyoshi who passed by came up and pushed him forward: "Let's go, Atobe doesn't need you to worry about it now."

A group of people in twos and threes entered the locker room, flushed the water hastily, and changed into clean clothes.Going out from the swimming pool, passing through an automatic door, is the cafeteria on the top floor of the cruise ship.

The food was quite rich, ranging from pastries to Japanese cuisine. I don’t know who started it first, raised their arms and cheered, and then fell into the embrace of food like they had never seen the world.

Atobe and Oishi walked last, looking at it amusedly, shaking their heads again and again.

"There seems to be a little less people?" Dashi looked around, "Ah, where is Echizen?"

"There are fewer people." Atobe looked around and saw it clearly in his eyes, "Well, that guy Jiro hid somewhere and went to sleep again."

"So..." Dashi slowly raised his arm and glanced at his watch, "It's also the hour when Echizen usually takes a nap."

Such a coincidence?

Atobe raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.

Oishi also smiled: "Yeah, Echizen usually likes to sleep on the school roof. Usually no one goes there, so it's very quiet."

Just like... her cat.

It's time to dispatch Huadi again.

Atobu glanced over and found that he was enthusiastically surrounded by a group of people around the dining table, led by Taocheng, who chatted with him familiarly, stuffed meat on each other's plates, and then gradually developed to the point where the team members on both sides were not to be outdone, and challenged each other. With the desire to win, I want to compete who is the real big eater.

He smiled and dismissed the idea: "Did you have a good time?"

Thinking of this, the automatic sensor door at the back dinged.The two looked back and saw Ryoma walking in with a sun hat in one hand and yawning in the other. His hair was disheveled as if it had been baptized in a strong wind, and it was shaken by the air-conditioning wind.

Behind her was Cilang, whose footsteps were even more swaying, limp as if he couldn't try his strength, rubbed his messy short orange hair, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sniffed hard with his nose.

In an instant, he opened his eyes, soberly, with a flash of light: "It smells so good!"

The boy galloped past Ryoma, then slipped in and out between Wadabe and Oishi in a gust of wind, and rushed to the crowd: "You guys didn't wait for me, that's too bad!"

Xiang Ri raised his fork and waved it: "You are the one who disappeared by yourself, who is to blame, slightly slightly—"

……

When Atobe found a quiet table to sit down, he watched the opportunity and leaned over quietly, put down the plate, and sat down.

"What's the matter?" Atobe asked without raising his head as he was cutting beef.

"Oh, I'm here to remind you that I missed the opportunity." Renzu whispered, with a hint of hatred for iron and steel, "The empty cruise ship is the best time to spend the world together."

"..." Atobe stuffed a piece of meat, and after chewing, he responded slowly, "Ninzu, you understand it well?"

Shinozu: "Based on my experience of watching [-] pure love movies, this judgment is reasonable, right?"

"Isn't the pure love movie you watched two adults of the opposite sex?" Atobe continued.

"Oh, yes." Ninzuzu was reminded, touched his chin and fell into thought.

"So, I haven't dabbled in the subject of same-sex sex," he thought for a while, and sighed regretfully, "it's my knowledge blind spot."

Atobe: "...No, I just want to talk about whether you are an adult or not."

"There are also a lot of youth campus movies." Renzu quickly picked up, vowing, "I will make a list for your reference when I go back?"

Atobe felt that he still misunderstood something, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

After eating quietly like this for a while, Renzu took the lead in finishing the disc, put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth.

"I don't understand why you are so entangled." He moved the fruit plate next to it, replaced it with the empty plate, and fiddled with the apple pieces with a toothpick. "Is it so difficult for you to pursue someone in this capacity?"

Atobe: "I told you I'm not—forget it."

He was too lazy to say anything, but because of his words, he thought of something and tilted his head to meditate.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I remember a friend I met."

"The friend you are talking about is not yourself, is it?" Ren Zu was vigilant.

Atobe continued on his own, "He's already in high school."

"Oh, it's a little older than us. It's okay, let's continue." Renzu listened attentively.

Atobe said: "There was a tea party a few days ago, we chatted for a while and heard him talk about relationship problems."

"Well, he's a high school student after all..." Renzu commented, even at an age that was ready to move.

"He said he had a crush, but he didn't know how to do it." Atobe said slowly, "It's very different from his usual aggressive and decisive personality. It's a bit surprising."

"Is it so difficult?" Ren Zu was surprised, "Why, that girl already has a boyfriend?"

"...I don't know." Atobe rolled his eyes in a non-glamorous manner, "My friend said that he likes his former teammates."

"..."

Enduring a shudder, he stuffed an orange into his mouth in a disguised manner.

"Oh, then you really have a lot in common!"