[Comprehensive] Judges of God refuse to take medicine

Sweat kept dripping.

Protruding from the forehead, it condensed into drops of water, quickly passed across the cheeks, gathered on the jaw, some splashed directly on the ground, and some flowed in along the graceful and slender neck, soaking the clothes , tightly attached to the body full of vitality, exposing the green but perfect curves.

A group of young and beautiful girls sat in front of the monitor, salivating at all kinds of flesh on the screen. This kind of half-revealed demeanor is more exciting than pure exposure.

Then there are always people who say something sarcastic: "What's so good about this skinny figure? I don't have any muscles, so I have the nerve to call it a man. Those small arms and legs are thinner than mine!"

Immediately, someone taunted back: "Do you think that everyone likes rough and muscular men like you? This kind of body that looks thin when dressed and undressed is the best!"

"What does it mean to be like me? Is it normal for me to be like this?! Like you..."

"You you you you what you, shut up!"

The quarrel between the two didn't affect the other people's mood of admiring the beauty at all, and they wouldn't fight anyway, and they quarreled as much as they wanted.It is a rare opportunity to enjoy such high-definition viewing, and everything else is put aside.

As the letter and research department with the largest amount of funds in the Ice Emperor Academy, it not only has an independent activity room, but also has a lot of high-tech equipment. Anyway, the people in the department are not short of money. In order to facilitate activities, all kinds of inventories at home are full move here.

What they are watching now is the live broadcast of the professional equipment connected to the tennis court.

It has been a long time since Atobe found out that they were secretly filming them, and it has been a long time since I saw such a high-definition picture for the first time.

You said go to see it?For a group of dried salted fish, it doesn't exist!

This time I used the latest high-definition pinhole camera, absolutely no problem!

Yuuki squatted on the chair and shrunk herself into a small ball. As the favorite of the department, of course she sat in the middle and saw the whole picture clearly. The girl in charge of the camera was obviously a fan of Atobu. He has a lot of shots, Yuuki can see every muscle trembling when he swings the racket, and the light reflected when the sun shines on his body.

It's so beautiful.

Although the figure is not as perfect as Honmaru's swordsmen, and his face doesn't stand out among them, Yuuki just can't take his eyes off him.

Like the gods in Greek mythology, dazzling and eye-catching.

If the Fusangshen heard this, in the minds of their god judges, a human being is much better than them, probably...

Nothing could be more normal!They have always been very tolerant of the master who did not take the medicine.

In the past, when Neiban and the group of swordsmen took turns fighting, some of the informal swords were so hot that she didn't even feel anything when she took off her shirt, but now, Atobe's every move attracted her attention.

Is this... the power of the so-called spirit on the brain?

Due to the temporary admission, Yuuki still has a lot of procedures that have not been completed. The procedures in this aspect of Nihong are particularly cumbersome. Basically, every item has to be done by herself. She took a lot of documents and walked to the student council president's room. office.

"Atobe-kun, are you there? I'm Kanna, and I want you to sign something."

"Please come in."

Yuuki pushed the door open and walked in, a little dazed.

Atobe's office fully demonstrates his aesthetics. It is a gorgeous European-style building, with thick cashmere carpets on the floor, and two large bookcases behind the mahogany table, which are full of heavy paper-shell books.

Atobe leaned over the desk and wrote quickly. The club took up a lot of his time, and he had to squeeze out other time to deal with things.

Yuuki stepped on the thick carpet, and the soft touch went through the soles to the soles of her feet. She felt light and light, like walking on clouds.

"Atobe-kun, the teacher asked me to ask you to sign these things."

She passed the papers over, and took them with a hand with well-defined bones. Although the owner has been pampered all the year round, it is not weak due to long-term exercise, and there is strong strength in the contraction of the finger bones.

Fascinating.

He flipped through the traces, just some procedures that required his stamp, and stamped them with the official seal at a very fast speed. He put them upside down on the table, and when he looked up, he saw the girl's obviously distracted eyes.

He frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Atobe couldn't understand Yuuki Kanna.

As the heir of the Atobe Zaibatsu since he was a child, he received elite education from a very early age. In the past two years, he has more or less been in touch with the company's affairs. His eyesight is one of the best among his peers. It's a bit ridiculous to say about nature, but he is not too blind to the people around him who are in the impetuous stage.

But this person is too strange.

I also got along with Kanmu Yuki for two weeks, she showed a gentle and harmless appearance in front of everyone, her temperament was impeccable, and the evaluations of people around her were pretty good, but she always felt that something was wrong .

Probably because of her occasional eyes.

Deep infatuation, but it can't be called desire, without that disgusting arrogance, but it is indescribably weird.

Atobe probably doesn't know that there are things in this world that are far simpler than love but deeper than liking, and they are often very bad things.

He has read the files of Kanna, who is originally from Kyoto, and currently lives alone in an apartment under the name of his parents. He has never heard of a big family called Kanna in Kyoto. It should be just an ordinary family. Both parents are famous cooks. Currently traveling abroad.

...It is big enough for parents to be able to leave their daughter alone in a strange city.

His words brought Yuuki back to his senses, and the girl's eyes regained focus, she took the paper, and smiled shyly: "Sorry, Atobe-kun is really too good-looking, I accidentally fell in love with it. "

Starlight shone in her eyes, verifying her sincerity at this moment.

Atobe suddenly remembered that she seemed to have praised him for his good looks when she first came here.

...and praised another person for his good looks.

"Are you... are you always so direct?" He tried his best to search in his brain to avoid saying the word "wandering" directly, and his eyes were a bit complicated.

The girl tilted her head, not quite understanding what he meant: "I just expressed my true feelings." With her hands on the table, she leaned two points closer, "Although Mr. Atobe is not the best-looking person I have ever seen, But he's the one I think looks the best."

This statement is somewhat contradictory, but it is true.

Although I don't have much feeling for those knives, I have to admit that those faces are really not as easy as humans.

Her gaze focused on the tear mole at the corner of her eye. Yamato Shuan Ding also has such a mole. Although it is in the other eye, it does not have the charming feeling of Atobe at all. California Kiyomitsu has this feeling, but he likes it too much Acting like a baby is mostly cute.

In terms of temperament, Atobe is not as good as Mikami Tsukimune, who has settled down for thousands of years. In terms of ability, Hasebe and Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada can also compare him. In terms of face, Izumi Mori Kanesada, who is known as the idol of Honmaru, is also above him. ...

But she just couldn't move her eyes, it was the first time in her life that she felt this heartbeat.

With mixed thoughts, she obeyed her own will, and in Atobe's astonished eyes, she held his face with both hands, her fingers moved across his face, and her lips gently...

Printed on the tear mole.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Time stands still.

Suddenly, a roar came from the student council president's office:

"Kanmu Yuki!!! Get the hell out of here!!!"

The author has something to say:

What to do when the molesting is over...

Of course it slipped away!

Return to Honmaru in the next chapter.