[Net King] Dancing melody

On the first day of the new semester, Amano Shiji woke up later than usual, and while thinking that it was going to be late, she quickly finished washing. When she ran past the restaurant, she was stuffed with a bento by Haruhime. She picked up a piece of bread and rushed out. house door.

She lowered her head and tied the tie of her uniform, walked out of the apartment gate familiarly, and saw the gorgeous Mr. Atobe standing next to his black limousine, posing in the same coquettish pose as before: "Immersed in this uncle Under the gorgeous welcome."

Amano Shiki opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the piece of bread in his mouth fell with a clatter, the side with the jam still facing down.

Murphy's Law, things will always go in the worst direction.

Although it was a pity, Amano couldn't care less about picking up the bread that fell on the ground—'Why are you here? 'She originally wanted to ask this question, but she obediently shut up when she saw Master Atobe's disgusted eyes.

There is no way, because she is indeed in a state of embarrassment now.

"Fix your uniform, wipe the jam off your mouth, and re-comb your messy hair, and get in the car for Uncle Ben."

The best way to deal with Atobe is to never bicker with him, otherwise you will fall into the infinite loop of 'the egg or the chicken', and continue to embarrass yourself in public.

Amano felt that his skin was not that thick, and he couldn't be indifferent to the curious attention of the neighbors. The most important thing was that his uncle could pat his ass and leave after humiliating, but she still wanted to continue to live in this apartment.

Amano tidied up his uniform as quickly as possible, and then got into Atobe's high-end car.

Rich people just enjoy it. The morning news is playing on the TV in the car (although it is completely incomprehensible in English), and the soft leather sofa under him is so comfortable that Amano has an urge to hug his knees Curled up on it, thought about it and dismissed the idea.

That Atobe-kun would probably not allow anyone to do anything unglamorous in front of him.

The Atobe-kun frowned and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

The dining table in front of Amano was covered with a white linen tablecloth, and there were silver trays and white porcelain plates. The plates contained various breakfasts such as bread and toast, as well as jams and fruits.

Atobe is now holding a teapot of the same style as the breakfast plate, with a light blue pattern on the white porcelain background and tangled branches. He poured a cup of black tea for Amano, picked up a piece of bread and spread jam, and handed it to Amano. she.

Amano didn't eat it right away after receiving it, and Atobe didn't say a word. He casually ate half a grapefruit while flipping through the financial news in the newspaper.

He finally noticed Amano's gaze, and looked up at her: "What's the matter?"

"No, I was wondering if I got on the midnight pumpkin cart or something." Hearing his response, Amano squinted his eyes contentedly, and then took a big bite of the bread in his hand.

Sure enough, it was delicious, and it was not at the same level as the ones at her house.

"Pumpkin cart?" Atobe asked in confusion.

Amano chuckled twice, but said nothing, Atobe felt curious instead, but she didn't have anything to say.

"Do you have anything to say?" He finally couldn't help asking.

"It's the feeling of getting rich overnight, ah, so it's so cool to be a rich man." Amano took a sip of coffee, his eyes and eyebrows stretched out in satisfaction.

Atobe also narrowed his eyes: "Starting tomorrow, I will pick you up from school every day. As for breakfast, you have to accompany me to have breakfast."

"Why does it sound like I'm being taken care of by Atobe-kun..."

A crossroads appeared on Atobu's forehead, she really dared to say "Nurture", and he replied provocatively: "Even if it is nurturing, my uncle will also foster a beauty."

He originally wanted to make a violent move, but who knew it was like punching cotton, Amano Shiji pinched his cheek: "That's right, I'm not a beauty."

She replied so self-aware that Mr. Atobe was dissatisfied.

"Do you think my uncle is the kind of man who only pays attention to appearance?" Atobe put on an elegant posture, with one hand on his chest and the other on his chin, he replied arrogantly.

"My uncle has always paid attention to connotations... Hey, this uncle said to comb your messy hair neatly, and tie your tie!"

Who said just now that he didn't pay attention to the outside?The corners of Amano's eyes twitched, and she lowered her head to tie her tie. Her movements were slow, and Atobe, who was watching from the side, finally got impatient and leaned over to tie her tie.

The hand holding the tie was slender and good-looking, tied the knot skillfully, and the movements were light and elegant. Atobe focused all his attention on the tie in his hand, and didn't realize that Amano had been looking at him for a long time.

After fastening it, he frowned slightly, checked it carefully, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"Indulging in my grandpa's gorgeous... um?" Halfway through the conversation, he finally noticed Amano's strange state: "Is there something on my grandpa's face?"

Amano pulled the corner of her lips: "Your hair." She pointed at him: "How did it become like this?"

Ever since he got in the car, Amano felt that something was wrong, and now he finally found out.

During the battle against Aigaku, because of the pre-match agreement, the losing Atobe had to shave his monk's head. Although there was resistance from the Hyotei team, Atobe was a person who never missed his appointment: "I thought I couldn't afford to lose, Or are you afraid that it will damage my beauty?" He shaved off his hair on the spot.

When I saw him a few days ago, his hair was still short with distinct branches on the top of his head, but now Atobu's hairstyle is completely the same as before he cut his hair short.

Hearing Amano's question now, Atobe coughed uncomfortably, and changed the subject: "Abe won the general election." He held up the newspaper to cover his face.

Amano simply leaned over, wanting to touch his hair to verify.

Atobe held up the newspaper. Desire. Block.

Mr. Queen's driver is aware of the details, and deliberately brakes suddenly with hidden secrets.

……

"Arnold, is it okay?" This is Mr. Driver, who has a panoramic view of everything through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his eyes and lips are twitching.

"Ah, yes!" Atobe-kun tentatively touched the button on the back seat, and closed the partition between the back seat and the driver's cab.

There was darkness in front of Amano Shiki, and he stretched out his hand to push away the newspaper that Atobe was pressing on his face, and saw a certain blond boy with red ears.

Then, the driver in the front row heard a loud bang from the back seat, he shook his head sympathetically, and continued to drive the car smoothly and fast.

His young master is really... very open. Originally, he just wanted to create an unexpected kiss for his young master, but who knew that his young master would imprint this unexpected kiss on the... chest of the girl in the back seat? .

It's... so pitiful.

……

"Stop." There was still an intersection away from the school, and Amano hurriedly asked the driver to stop the car.

She turned her head and said angrily to the boy next to her who covered her mouth with one hand and pretended to look out of the window, but in fact her ears were flushed.

"I'm going to get off here," she explained. "I don't want the students at school to know about our relationship just yet."

"My uncle doesn't care at all." Although it was in the usual arrogant tone, it was obviously lack of confidence, and even the voice was very small.

"Atobe-kun." Amano was very helpless: "I really don't want to open the shoe cabinet every morning, and there will be tacks, garbage, reptiles, etc., although I am not afraid of those things, but you have to pay for it every day Let the cleaners on duty think about it."

Atobe still looked out of the window, didn't turn his head, just waved to her.

This probably counts as approval for her to get off the car.Amano picked up his schoolbag and opened the door to get out of the car, but the boy grabbed the corner of his uniform from behind again.

She turned her beard and stared at him and said, "Why? Are you trying to lift my skirt this time? Mr. Atobe!"

Hearing this, Atobe let go of his hand abruptly, quickly withdrew his hand, reached out to take something from his bag, and threw it into her arms.

"this is for you."

Lipstick in lavender packaging, with the name of a famous cosmetic brand printed on the box.

"Grape flavor." The boy's face was a little red, but he still put on a haughty look: "It's the same one that my uncle uses now."

Amano held the lipstick in his palm and smiled at him with squinted eyes: "Thank you, Atobe-kun." After speaking, he turned to leave, but was stopped by him from behind.

"Amano."

"Huh?" She looked back at him.Seeing that he didn't know how to speak, he paused for a long time before speaking.

"You said you liked my uncle's short hair style, right?" he asked.

Amano nodded, somewhat inexplicably.

Seeing him chuckle lightly, his brows and eyes stretched out, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Then, I promise you that I will only show my real appearance in front of you, Amano."

"Until my uncle's hair grows back."

After he finished speaking, he saw the girl in front of him bent her eyebrows and smiled at him: "Okay." She jumped out of the car and leaned back: "Actually, no matter what you look like, I like you too, Jingwu."

Throwing down such a sentence quickly, she looked up and looked around, and found that there was no student of Bingdi, so she ran forward in small steps, and then disappeared at the corner of the street ahead.

——No matter what you look like, I like you too, Jingwu.

Atobe, who was sitting in the car, froze for a moment, and shook down the baffle with the front cab.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

"..." The driver looked at his young master helplessly through the rearview mirror, his young face was full of joy at this moment: "What is the young master referring to?"

"It's just Amano who broke the sentence just now." Atobe doubted his ears.

What she did say at the end was - I like you too, Jingwu.

"The young lady had three broken sentences in one sentence just now, which one is the young master referring to?" The vicious driver saw his young master's face getting redder and redder, and then shook the partition between the front and rear seats in a panic.

But it didn't take long for the partition to be shaken down by him again.

"Hey, starting tomorrow, you will be fully responsible for the special car that my uncle takes to and from school every day." The blond boy commanded arrogantly.

After hearing this, Mr. Driver couldn't help but raised his white-gloved hand and pressed the brim of his hat to cover the black lines all over his head. In fact, he only came to replace shifts occasionally... It's just that he never thought that besides driving, he would also have a part-time job Do red old.

Speaking of it, it's quite interesting. It's the first time that the arrogant young master of his family who usually has no expression has such a rich expression.

Mr. Driver didn't tell his young master that when the girl said these words just now, through the rearview mirror, he saw that girl's eyes flashed, and there were many inexplicable complex emotions flashing in her eyes.

It's like the sadness when a person faces something that is about to be lost.

The author has something to say: I will go to the hospital every day on the 3rd, and it is estimated that it will last until next Thursday.

Tonight, the total list is 6000+. Please forgive me if it cannot be updated on time in the next week.