[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

The two of them were rubbing against each other, and the quartz clock on the wall reached nine o'clock without knowing it, and it was already very late.Before leaving, Atobe Keigo gave Oriha Sakurana a bank card.

Zhiyu Yingna accepted the card, and the corner of her mouth curled up: "What is this, compensation, who gave it?"

Atobe Keigo said: "It contains the school's attitude towards this supervision failure, and it should be enough for you for a while."

"What about Sawai and the others?"

He told her: "As for Minako Sawai and several of her accomplices, the student union decided to dismiss them, and they will never be employed in related jobs in the future."

Zhiyu Yingna let out an oh: "That's it?"

After being silent for a while, Atobe Keigo said, "I decided to hire a lawyer for you. You don't need to come forward for this matter."

Oriha Sakura knew that Keigo Atobe would not be unclear about the consequences of doing this. She hadn't gotten along with anyone for a long time. She looked at him and suddenly wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.

Whether it's a human, a demon or a god, they can't help chasing the beautiful things in this world: the unpolluted white snow on the top of the snow mountain, the clear stream in the mountains, the first flower that blooms in spring, the sword that cuts through the polar night. The first ray of sunlight, they all have extremely pure and precious power.

No one can hate cleanliness, just as they can't resist being innocent.

"Atobe, you don't have to push yourself to this extent."

Atobe Keigo stood upright in the corridor, with the dark night behind him, the blue in his eyes reflected the dim light in the room, probably because of the color spectrum, Oriha Sakura always felt that his eyes were a little green.

Like a lone wolf in a vast field.

Zhiyu Yingna leaned on the door frame, crossed her hands on her chest: "I don't care about the so-called justice, there are already many unfair things in this world, no matter how you say it, it's too late for this justice."

Because Oriha Sakura is dead.

was killed by countless people.It's just that some people killed her body, and some people killed her heart. Maybe before she died, she couldn't remember who stabbed her first and who stabbed her last.

The styrofoam paper in the corridor was rustled by the wind, and there were gaps in it, but the wind outside was very quiet.

She casually turned the words back: "Although I probably know what your plan is, if you really want to sue these people in court, they will be regarded as sued, but don't forget, everyone wins and everyone loses." Damn, Hyotei is now participating in the selection of excellent schools, when Sawai and the others made this mistake, they were still students of Hyotei."

"In order to pursue the justice in your heart, you have forced the school you valued and invested countless efforts into a difficult situation. You seem to be very uncomfortable."

Oruha Sakurana looked at Kami Atobe Keigo's blue eyes: "The case will definitely win, so Hyotei, you are destined to lose."

Atobe Keigo replied: "I know."

"Knowing that you still do it, knowing that you shouldn't do it, it's not bravery, it's stupid."

Probably because he was too angry, he has almost developed the habit of bouncing her head: "Hey, you are the first one who dares to say that, my uncle. Don't think that I really can't do anything about you."

Zhiyu Yingnai squinted at him: "What do you want to do with me, what can you do with me?"

Keigo Atobe was at a loss for words for a moment, and he found that he really had nothing to do with the guy in front of him: "Since this is not the first time Minako Sawai has done this kind of thing, it means that it is very likely that they have done this to other people before." As for the matter, I searched along this road and found a lot of information. It’s just that almost all the girls who were bullied by her in the middle school took the opportunity to transfer to another school.”

She hooked the corner of her mouth: "Transferring to another school is just an escape, and it can't erase the damage that happened."

They didn't even take back the book, those people were really cowardly.

Atobe Jingwu's expression was gloomy: "Those who have been hurt have not received an apology until now. They must get an apology, even if it is late after the fact. This is something that must be done. Now that I know Once you’re done, you won’t let yourself go.”

"Ice Emperor may miss the selection this time, but there will be another time, but if I suppress this matter, then what is the excellent school award that Ice Empress won? Things that don't deserve it will not Long term."

Zhiyu Sakurana didn't know whether to praise him or hurt him: "You really can't rub the sand in your eyes."

Although Keigo Atobe said lightly, but the schools for this award are already full of elites. Whether it is Luoshan, Teidan, or Yingde and Yinglan of the noble school, the advantages that Ice Emperor originally possessed are not counted. too much.He forcibly raised the status of the Ice Empress to the top position, but now he is only short of the last crown, which is still a fall short.

There are still a few leaflets in the basket at the entrance, which are from the small oden shop opened by Masako, Zhiyu Yingna took out a pink leaflet paper: "I'd be happy if you sued them, I don't bother to say Whatever words stop you, do whatever you want, consider other people’s ideas and do whatever you want, take your time.”

She put her head down and worked hard: "Don't worry, as for me, I'm not so narcissistic that I think you are doing these things for me in a rage, and you don't have to spend so much time explaining so much."

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth: "It would be great if you have this self-knowledge."

Fortunately, he didn't finish his sentence.

If anyone digs their heart to this guy, what they will get will definitely not be a word of gratitude, but most likely a sentence of "Why didn't you put salt in your heart?"

"That's it," Zhiyu Sakura raised her head, and grinned at him, revealing two rows of white teeth: "You can't be too shabby."

Automatically filtering out her provocative words, Keigo Atobe squatted down: "What are you doing?"

"Why so much nonsense, just look at it."

"..."

Seeing Oroha Sakura's hands moving quickly, just a piece of non-distinctive advertising soft paper changing rapidly in her hand, Keigo Atobe observed for a while but didn't see what she was going to fold.She couldn't help turning her eyes away, the girl looked focused and devoted herself to it.

The eyebrows are light and seem a little sparse, but they are pretty good-looking. Compared with the crayon Shin-chan's one-line eyebrows that are popular among girls now, they look much more refreshing.

Atobe Keigo pulled her eyes down. Her eyes seemed a little small, but they were small, and small eyes are popular now.For example, Fuji Zhouzhu, and Liu Lianer, although their eyes are small, they can see the ball very clearly!

Thinking of Li Haida, Sanada, Keigo Atobe's teeth ache.

He continued to look at her. She had a nice nose, delicate and small.Keigo Atobe looked at Oriha Sakurana's lips, they were not as dry as they were when I sent her to the health room a few days ago, diamond-shaped lips, small, making people look like...

"Atobe, what are you thinking?"

Oroha Sakura shook her hand in front of his eyes, and Atobe Keigo grabbed her hand suddenly, emphasizing: "I didn't think about anything!"

She raised the corner of her mouth: "well, I believe it."

This rascal is full of yellow trash!Oruha Sakurana scratched her heart: the one who resumed the first cooking in the future will be Keigo Atobe!

How dare you blaspheme God!

Atobe Keigo changed the subject unnaturally: "Have you folded your things?"

"Ah," Zhiyu Yingna put the things in her hands behind her back: "Fold it, close your eyes first, and don't open them."

This guy really has a lot going on, it would be too careless to want a sense of mystery.Atobe Keigo closed his eyes, pretending to be impatient: "What are you troublesome woman doing...Okay, close it."

He felt a slight sinking in his head, and stretched out his hand to take it, Zhiyu Yingna grabbed his hand: "Don't touch my masterpiece, open your eyes now."

Atobe Keigo opened his eyes abruptly.

Zhiyu Yingna found a small mirror somewhere, but the mirror was too small to fully reflect his face.She was small, no more than 1.5 meters. She jumped to hook his neck but couldn't reach it. She pinched Keigo Atobe's chin in anger, and ordered unconsciously: "Lower your head for me."

There is a pink crown on top of her purple-gray hair.

He opened his mouth: "...this?"

"This is a gift for you. Aren't you the king who calls himself the Ice Emperor? Hey, how old are you and you're still a middle school student?" Zhiyu Yingna covered her cheeks: "If you are a king, you can't do without a crown. I can do it by hand." , people are beautiful and kind-hearted, I will make this for you when you are in a hurry."

"If you lose this time, you lose. I will crown you."

Zhiyu Sakura sighed sincerely: "You are so lucky."

Crowned by the god himself.

Atobe Keigo reached out to touch the crown on his head, but he didn't know how to do it. Although it was made of soft paper, it had a shape.

"...It's pretty gorgeous."

Seeing the awkward expression on Atobe Keigo's face, Oriha Sakurana was not happy: "The etiquette is light and the affection is heavy, this is my heart anyway, don't hold it against you."

He immediately denied: "No, I... have no dislike."

Turning his head away again, his voice was as soft as a mosquito humming: "I like it very much."

Hypocritical.

Zhiyu Yingna snorted through her nose: "It's fine if you like it or not. I'll take you downstairs. There are a lot of people walking here at night. If you accidentally step on someone, it will be very troublesome."

Atobe Keigo glanced at the empty corridor: "Do you want to scare me with this kind of thing?"

The window at the corner suddenly snapped open, but no wind came in.

He subconsciously blocked Oraha Sakurana.

"Who!"

After the heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, it began to beat violently.

Zhiyu Yingna patted him on the shoulder with her toes: "Who is so, who do you expect to answer you? Young man, England still believes in Christ, so don't allow a few ghosts from Japan."

Atobe Keigo looked back at her: "Why are you not afraid at all?"

"I have yin and yang eyes."

"Really?"

Zhiyu Yingna couldn't help laughing: "...really."

She felt that the hand she was holding was a little cold, and it was obvious that Jingwu Atobe was not as calm as he seemed on the surface, but it was hard to see the clue.

It's good to scare me, lest my mind is full of yellow waste.

Zhiyu Sakurana said lightly: "No matter how scary things are, they are not as scary as people's hearts. Besides, I have lived here for so long. Even if there is something here, it is because we have been neighbors for so long. They should also let me go, I have nothing to be bullied by them."

If you dare to take the initiative to come over, you will cut them, the kind of cutting with a knife.

Obviously she was talking about herself, but Keigo Atobe just felt very uncomfortable hearing it, he didn't want to hear Oraha Sakura look down on him like this.

Fortunately, being interrupted by such an interruption, Atobe Keigo breathed a sigh of relief, and gave her a blank look: "You don't need to send it, even if there are any weird things, I can't scare me."

If there is really something, send him down, and she will have to come up by herself later.

Zhiyu Yingna leaned against the door and watched him go downstairs: "Go, work hard, be careful, aren't you an English gentleman, but be careful not to step on others... a little to the left, that young lady will I'm going to stick it on you soon, hey, it's been a long time since someone who looks like you has come here..."

Atobe Keigo was startled by her reading, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. Although he was scaring himself by thinking about this guy in his heart, I don't know if he was influenced by this psychology. The eerie chill gave him goosebumps all over his body.

It's just that he still insisted: "Are you boasting that Uncle Ben is handsome... huh? His eyes are pretty gorgeous."

Is this the point?Oriha Sakurana finished the sentence in a calm manner: "...I've been single for a long time and even look at a monkey and I feel pretty, let alone a young boy like Atobe-kun who looks like a human being?"

"I'm still very optimistic about you-turn your head away, and she came to kiss you."

Atobe Keigo hurriedly turned his head, and the hair behind the right ear was lifted by a gust of wind, but there were walls in front and back, so it couldn't be the cause of the wind.

Could this really be...a ghost?

Oriha Sakura went down the stairs step by step.

"What are you doing down here? My uncle is alone..."

"To shut up."

She took Atobe Keigo's hand: "Let's go."

It is rare to see such houses in the central area of ​​Tokyo. Most of them are two-story buildings with gardens, or clean elevator rooms. The conditions of this old-style house are placed here, especially the corridors, which are narrow. very.

However, the one-meter-wide corridor was difficult for the two of them to walk, and Keigo Atobe instinctively grasped the only source of warmth, and his heart gradually settled down.

The two went downstairs at the same pace, and the sound of the two footsteps overlapped, and Keigo Atobe somehow felt a kind of agreement, obviously the other party was so much younger than him, but now it can bring courage to people: "Have you ever encountered this kind of thing before?"

"No."

She didn't even move her head: "Thanks to you, you are so handsome that you have attracted all the ghosts."

The corner of Atobe Keigo's mouth rose: "It seems that ghosts have a good eye."

Zhiyu Sakura sneered: "Hehe."

...I really want to throw this guy's hand away.

In this environment, it was Keigo Atobe who was the first to lose his temper: "How will you come up later?"

"Come up, or fly up?"

"You are not afraid?"

Zhiyu Yingnai led him to turn a corner: "It's the fourth floor, look at the road, don't step on the air. Hmm? What are you afraid of, afraid that ghosts will eat me? We can compare our appetite together."

Atobe Keigo's childish mentality came to life: "If there is such a terrible ghost, it--"

never seen it.He is a little short of words.

"What about it?"

He tried his best to remind his mind of the few ghost movies he had ever seen, and he couldn't help shivering because of those terrifying pictures: "It has no eyes, no facial features, and no lower body, and then moved forward. Straighten your hands and float in mid-air..."

I really can't go on, Atobe Keigo can only emphasize: "It's scary, right?"

"What's so scary about this?" Zhiyu Sakurana looked at Atobe Keigo strangely: "I don't have breasts yet."

"..."

Atobe Keigo suddenly felt that he was just asking for trouble: only when he was full would he think of comparing this with a person who has no brains.

But when it comes to the chest... He looked a little sideways from the corner of his eye.

Oroha Sakura shook his hand angrily.

This dead rascal!

Feeling his palms tightening suddenly, Atobe Keigo pursed his lips and glanced at her: Could it be that he likes himself?

His heart was pounding.

"You know what the drawbridge effect is, right?"

Atobe Jingwu hummed: "When a person passes the suspension bridge, his heartbeat will involuntarily speed up, and he will think of the woman he meets at this time... what do you mean?"

Zhiyu Sakura asked: "Is your heart beating fast now?"

"……A little bit."

Not even he himself believed it.

Already out of the unit entrance, when the dim light hit, Zhiyu Yingna let go of his hand and put it in her pocket: "Then are you attracted to me?"

He was inexplicably a little weak, but he still retorted firmly: "No."

"Hmm." For this answer, Zhiyu Yingna didn't say she was satisfied or dissatisfied, it seemed that she just wanted to ask him this question: "I'm going home, you should go back early too."

Atobe Keigo was still worried: "But going upstairs—"

She raised her eyebrows impatiently: "Just worry about yourself, Mr. Suspension Bridge Reaction."

He was depressed and still stood there: "When you get home, first turn on the light in the room."

Zhiyu Sakura turned her back and waved her hands: "Well, goodbye."

Keigo Atobe leaned against the car, not asking the driver to open the door for him.

The girl's back is thin and small, and the front is the same.He began to find fault like a harsh critic: she has average facial features, is short, has no breasts, and has a bad temper...

But his heartbeat did speed up.

- It must be the drawbridge effect.

The light in the attic flickered a few times and turned on completely, and a thin figure could be vaguely seen flickering behind the curtains.

Atobe Keigo subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, opened the car door and sat in: "Let's drive."

……

The third floor is still so lifeless, there is only one family living on this floor, the house number is 302.

Having been a dead house for countless years, the most uncomfortable thing for Oriha Sakurana after she became an adult is walking with two feet, especially climbing stairs. Only people have to climb stairs. She hates the feeling of being down-to-earth.

All because of this.

Zhiyu Sakurana stopped at the door of 302.

"I know you're inside, and I don't need you to come out." Facing the closed iron door, she seemed to be talking to herself: "I just want you to remember, that man just now is mine."

"Next time, I'll eat you."

***

The surface of boiling oil is not churning.

The tennis club has been calm on the surface for the past few days, but inside it is turbulent.

Teenage age is the time when no one is convinced, and the only person that this group of boys are convinced by has not come to the tennis club for a few days. Worrying about friends and the leadership needs of the ministers have made a group of big boys In my heart, I called Atobe Keigo to come back.

Seeing that Jiro had been sleeping on the training ground for three days straight, and other teammates were not in good spirits during training, Taki Oginosuke was bubbling anxiously: "Did the supervisor still not say when the minister will come back?"

It's not that they haven't asked Supervisor Sakaki, but without exception, all their requests were rejected on the spot: "Atobe knows it well."

For Director Sakaki, the teenagers in the tennis club have always respected and feared him: Sakaki is a man who is always quiet and reticent, with an imposing manner like a mountain. He is merciless when pointing out their mistakes, and he has never been so-called graceful. If you have to say it, he is like a strict father.

Usually, when the atmosphere is good, no one will make fun of Sakaki, let alone in this kind of frying pan, the few Zhengxuan stand in front of him tremblingly, and after being rejected by him, they come back with a sad face. Oginosuke Asataki shook his head: "It still doesn't work, and the supervisor said that if you ask again, you will be at your own risk."

Shido Ryo stood up angrily: "Why does the supervisor do this? Was it just a training match that he lost? And Atobe has played more than a dozen games before, and the others would have been too tired to get up on the ground." Well, Atobe has won more than ten games, but lost this last game, why must he be so harsh on Atobe!"

"Actually," Taki Oginosuke lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Minister, he can obviously beat me."

"When I played the game that day, I clearly felt that there was no major problem with the Minister's physical strength. At least it was okay to win me easily, but I don't know why his steps were completely messed up. In the end, although he seemed Seems like he's still playing, actually he's given up on practice matches, it's like..."

Taki Oginosuke couldn't tell what kind of feeling that was: "The minister seems to be in a particularly bad mood."

Compared with the various conjectures that were raging in the school, Xiang Riyue had witnessed everything that happened at noon that day, and he carefully glanced at Yuji Ninzu: "Could it be because..."

"Yueren."

Shinobu Yushi pushed his glasses, with a perfunctory smile on his face: "Don't think so much about the Izubu, he's not that narrow-minded, and he's under a lot of pressure. What we can do now is to do our own thing well." Practice, try to reduce the burden on him, and don't let him worry about it."

Some things were overwhelmed by emotions and anger at the time, and Ninzu Yushi didn't have time to think about them, but when the time comes, it's easy to know what happened by connecting the front and back.

It's not that I don't feel sorry for Keigo Atobe.

Even though it is said that the tennis club needs to be united, and friends need to help each other, but no matter how many times this person says it, it is the same—Kego Atobe is like a gorgeous big umbrella, covering the top of everyone to protect them from the wind and rain, Although sometimes outsiders can only see the extravagant and exaggerated patterns on the umbrella.

He comforted everyone: "I think, with that guy's exaggerated personality, he will figure it out quickly, and he will come back to be annoying in a short time."

"Ah?" The male's voice was so deep and magnetic that people couldn't close their legs. Hearing this voice, they seemed to have heard some wonderful news. Everyone stood up in surprise and looked towards the door. Standing at the door: "My uncle's rare vacation is over, let me see if your guys' skills have regressed, if so, you..."

The reply in unison shook the entire indoor tennis court: "Go to the playground and run ten laps!"

Atobe Keigo raised the corners of his mouth: "Can such an easy thing be called punishment? Ten laps may not be enough. If you regress, go to the playground and run twenty laps."

Everyone was stunned by what he said: "Yes... Is it too much for the minister to do [-] laps? Our school's playground is so big, people will die!"

He straightened his face: "Then what are you still doing here? Hurry up and go to training!"

"Yes Yes!"

The main election and non-election candidates are all moving. With Keigo Atobe, the entire tennis club seems to have a backbone suddenly. Everyone quickly found their own roles and quickly recovered the rhythm of the past. .Even though Taki Oginosuke is diligent and diligent in his work, and is very attentive to every member, there is no way for him to replace Keigo Atobe.

Because the Ice Emperor has only one king.

Although Keigo Atobe’s motivation for returning to the club was quite big, Taki Oginosuke didn’t feel any gap: “It’s great, Director, you’re finally back! Now I can rest assured... Jirou is already asleep For several days, I couldn't get up to training, and there was nothing I could do to wake him up."

Keigo Atobe has always been very clear about rewards and punishments, and he treats Akutagawa Jirou with ease according to the occasion. During normal training, he must not let it go.But now there is no Huadi, he snapped his fingers, a tall boy ran over knowingly, and automatically picked up Jiro Akutagawa's collar without even asking.

"All right."

He said.The meaning of this sentence is not to put Cilang back, but to let the boy lift Cilang up before letting go.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Ci Lang landed straight, rolled on the ground, covered his buttocks and screamed, looking for the culprit with a pair of misty eyes.Then his eyes lit up, and Cirou jumped up from the ground, and patted Atobe Keigo with his ashen hands: "Atobe, you are finally back, I'm so happy, this is really great!"

"Don't think that you can escape training by confusing the public."

Keigo Atobe criticized: "Jiro, you—"

"what……"

The boy who slept for a very long time wiped his eyes with a precarious look, and yawned: "The tennis club is really boring these days without you Atobe, I can't even cheer up... umm , what did you want to say just now?"

"Forget it," Keigo Atobe snorted softly, and finally let Cirou go: "Go to training now, it's not an example."

"Yes……"

The small end of Cilang's promise trembled and smiled slyly.

This worry-free guy finally got it done, and Keigo Atobe turned his head.

"Ahem," Shinobu Yushi patted Xiang Hiyake on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go to training."

Xiang Riyue looked at him suspiciously: "Yushi, you are not embarrassed, are you?"

"Hey, bear enough."

Shinobu Yushi stopped, and slowly turned around. The plain glasses he was wearing allowed him to look directly at Atobe, and he still spoke in his usual lazy Kansai accent: "Oh, I'm finally back... Welcome."

He was not sure if Keigo Atobe heard what he said before, but it didn't matter if they were heard or not, they were opponents and comrades who knew each other best.

"Hmph, yes." Keigo Atobe took out the racket: "It's been a long time since I practiced duels, Shinozu, let's play a game."

"But Yue Ren and I..."

"No, Yushi, I suddenly remembered that I'm going to the toilet, you and the minister should call first..." Xiang Riyue smiled hurriedly while covering his stomach, and gave him a cheering gesture: "I believe you will You won! Come on! Of course, the minister also cheers!"

Come on both, who do you want to win?Yushi Ninzu held back the rant, and took out his own beat. Since the opponents have all played the challenge, he has absolutely no reason to be afraid to avoid it, so now this game not only has to be accepted, but also I have to win, and I have to win beautifully...even if the opponent is Keigo Atobe.

When encountering this kind of thing, everyone was afraid to avoid it, only Ci Lang greeted him excitedly: "I'll be the referee!"

"First serve, minister serve—"

Even if it was just a seemingly ordinary training match, Keigo Atobe was as pretentious and exaggerated as ever. He tore off his coat and casually raised it to the rest area: "Ninzu, let me see, can you... How far you can go, hmph, don't let my uncle be too disappointed."

Shinobu Yushi held the beat and bent slightly: "I won't let you down."

The yellow ball was sent quickly between the two. It was obvious that they had never seen the two play a game. Everyone couldn't help but stop training. The tense atmosphere between them was too obvious, as if the air They've all rubbed off sparks.

Their momentum was tit for tat, but the court was originally a place where the aura was released, and the onlookers didn't see anything wrong. They just felt that they were worthy of the ice emperor's king and ice emperor's genius. Play so seriously.

"Amazing!"

The newly recruited team member nodded: "As expected, my level is still far behind."

The two had been playing for a long time, and it was the key to the tie-break. They were all soaked, Yushi Ninzu stared at him closely, and held the racket vigorously: "Do you want to use that? The waltz of destruction..."

"I won't let you knock down the racket!"

Yushi Ninzuzu didn't look at the ball, and pulled back his hand in the direction where the ball was expected to fall, and abruptly caught the ball with his racket and tried to hit it back with all his strength.Cilang, who was sitting on the referee's seat, exclaimed, "Youshi actually caught the broken waltz—"

"It's no use just catching it."

"Sakaki... Supervisor Sakaki!"

The man appeared silently, and motioned for others to calm down and continue watching the game: "Ninzuzu hasn't won the ball yet."

The reason why the waltz of disillusionment is disillusionment is because the speed and strength of the ball are extremely great, and a strong catch is likely to damage the wrist.

The yellow ball was spinning rapidly on the net of Yushi Ninzu's racket. He had no choice but to hold the racket tightly with both hands, put one foot on the ground to cancel some of the strength, and then hit the ball back with great difficulty.

The moment the ball flew out, Yushi Ninzu's racket was still out of his hands: "The brown bear was caught—"

Keigo Atobe stood still holding the beat.

The tennis ball spun on the block for a while, then rolled back to the field on Ninzuzu's side, bounced on the ground and jumped a few times.

- The ball does not go over the net.

The people watching the ball were already so nervous that they held their breath, and they all exclaimed when they saw Yushi Ninzu catch the ball and hit it back, but then watched the ball hit the ground, and everyone sighed regretfully.

"It's almost a tiebreaker, what a pity..."

"It's the first time someone has been able to catch Atobe's waltz of destruction, Shinobu is already very good!"

"As expected, he is indeed a genius of the Ice Empress!"

Sure enough... still can't win?

Shinobu Yushi smiled wryly.

What about Bingdi's genius, if you lose, you lose. There are only two results in the game: winning or losing. It's just good, it's useless.

"You are not bad, bear enough."

Keigo Atobe walked around the net and walked to his court, as if he was trying to compliment him: "But this game, the winner is my uncle."

The members who have been paying attention to this side cheered one after another, calling him frantically and shouting slogans.There are foreign schools cheering on the team's slogan is "The Winner Ice Emperor", and all the people behind closed doors shouted a slogan.

"The winner can only be my uncle, Keigo Atobe."

Hundreds of boys were as crazy as the girls in the support team: "The winner is Atobe!"

"The winner is Atobe!"

"The winner is Atobe!"

"The winner is—Atobe!"

The crowd boiled like a tide, his arrogance remained the same as before, and Ninzu Yushi was also disliked as always: "Oh, you will be slapped in the face if you talk so full of words? Xiaojing..."

Atobe Keigo looked down at him: "Huh? That's absolutely impossible. Also, don't call me such an unglamorous name."

Shinobu Yushi turned his numb right wrist from the shock, picked up the beat and stood up, obviously losing, but still smiled easily: "Don't forget the wig you wore, Atobe."

Atobe Jingwu's hand holding his hair froze, and he paused for a few seconds before slowly brushing his hair away: "Ah, what about that matter, I will definitely win the national competition back, and compete against Qingxue and Lihai , a complete shame."

"I expect you to lead Ice Emperor to the top, and I also believe that the person who will win in the end will be Keigo Atobe—"

Ninja Yuuji stood up straight and met his gaze.

"However, even if I lose to you in this game, it doesn't mean I have to give up something." He said something that only two people could understand: "Next time, I will definitely not lose."

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe brushed past him and walked towards the auditorium, and only Yushi Ninzu could hear his voice: "That's what I want to say too."

Ninja Yuuji lowered his head and chuckled, "Really?"

Mukahidake, who was running over after watching the game, didn't hear clearly, but thought that Yushi Ninzu was sad for the missed ball.

Xiang Riyue encouraged and comforted him vigorously: "Don't worry, Yushi, the minister's disillusioned waltz is so difficult to decipher, you caught it, maybe you can call it back next time?"

"Ah...you are right, Yueren." Yushi Ninzu looked at the back of Keigo Atobe leaving, and said softly, "I will definitely be able to call back next time."

Seeing that Keigo Atobe and Director Sakaki seemed to have something to talk about, several members of the department dispersed with interest, leaving only Atobe who was steaming and Sakaki Taro who always looked serious.

"Atobe, you're here."

Atobe Keigo didn't tell anyone about his return, but Sakaki seemed to have expected that he would come back at this time, and didn't show any emotion other than calm: "It seems that you have already thought it through. "

"Ah, if the supervisor is talking about that," Keigo Atobe wiped the sweat from his hair, "My thoughts have never changed. Even if I know the consequences, I will still do it, and I will definitely do it." Do."

"If you want to do it, do it."

Atobe Keigo was stunned.

He subconsciously sighed, and Sakaki asked, "What's wrong?"

"……nothing."

Regarding the impression of this man, Sakaki, most people think that he is extremely rigid, rigid like a ruler, delimiting the Chu River and Han boundaries for himself and those under his control, and expressly prohibiting crossing the boundaries.

Sakaki seldom said anything other than orders, requirements or criticisms and warnings to people, so that Keigo Atobe now has an absurd illusion... Is this person really him?

Director Sakaki said calmly: "Ice Emperor is in your hands. Its direction, future, and future are all in your hands. It is up to you to decide where to take it."

He always communicates with people in a dull tone, and occasionally it is useless, and Keigo Atobe is really not used to it.

What a masochist, he scolded himself in his heart, and suddenly remembered the phrase "Are you shivering" that Oriha Sakurana said, so his tongue reacted before his mind, reflecting the truth in his heart come out.

——"I'm not shaking M!"

"..."

Director Sakaki was so hurt by him that he forgot what he wanted to say.

The members of the tennis club were in an uproar, but they were all at a loss, but this couldn't stop the human heart of gossip. The boys didn't know, so they started discussing: "It turns out