[Comprehensive] Her name is Sakamoto, what's the matter?

Appearing in front of them at this moment are two teenagers who look about the same age as them. Among them, the one with a luxurious atmosphere has a handsome face that is very attractive to girls, and the other one looks much more simple in comparison. Yes, but it's terribly strong, as if you can run a horse with your arms and crush a boulder with your chest.

Akashi recognized the other party as the eldest son of the Atobe family, Keigo Atobe, and although he still maintained a polite smile on his face, his originally good mood suddenly became a little clouded.

Also as one of the three major chaebols in Japan, Akashi and Atobe actually have a good personal relationship, but from Akashi's own point of view, this young master of the Atobe family who is the same age as him is really not something he would like to get along with type.

It is said that differences do not conspire with each other. Atobe and Akashi belong to this type. The Akashi family is rich, but Akashi is very low-key. Since junior high school, there is no need for a special car at home to pick up and drop off, and there are no differences between teachers in school. The treatment is completely different for Atobe. This young master is so high-profile that he is afraid that others will not know that he is rich, and he especially likes gorgeous things, because he likes to play tennis. There are eleven tennis courts under his name in Japan alone. place.

However, no matter how hard we look at each other, we must get along on the surface. Akashi nodded politely at him and replied, "It's been a long time since I've seen the club. This is the manager of the basketball club at my school."

Sakamoto's identity is revealed in one sentence. He knows that Atobe also requires gorgeous girls' aesthetics, so he likes the young ladies with exquisite clothes and exquisite makeup at the ball. Girls like Sakamoto who come out to ride horses and wear school uniforms can't catch his eyes. , since that's the case, he didn't need to introduce them to each other, so that Sakamoto would be looked down upon by him.お稥冂第

Atobe curled the corners of his lips calmly, Akashi was playing basketball, and he knew that he had dominated the middle school league from junior high school to high school. In junior high school, their entire team was called the generation of miracles. He just lost the tennis national competition and shaved his head because of a bet. Even if the events were different, he would have lost face when facing Akashi, but now he has just been selected for the successful group of u-17s for joint training. Akashi is excellent, and he is the same No worse than Akashi.What's more, apart from other things, he is better at choosing a female partner. No matter what the relationship is, he will not ask out this kind of girl who knows that she is riding a horse and wearing a sailor suit.

Atobe has indeed seen the world. Ordinary boys can't look away when they see Sakamoto's face and figure. Who cares whether she is dressed up or not, but Atobe can see the essence through the phenomenon properly. It seems that a person's clothing can often represent many things, such as life experience, family, upbringing...

But he is also a smart person, and Akashi can just smile in private when he likes it, and there is no need to get too stiff in person.Thinking of this, Atobe stepped forward and patted Akashi's horse named Feng Xuemaru skillfully. He often came here and was no stranger to Akashi's horse.

Feng Xuemaru doesn't like to be touched by people other than the master. It seems that the acquaintances did not kick anyone because of face, but they still moved to Akashi's side.

Atobe didn't force it, and said to Akashi: "My uncle bought a new thoroughbred horse from England, do you want to compare it with your Feng Xuewan later?"

Atobe originally had a thoroughbred horse named Elizabeth, who basically ran at the same level as Feng Xuemaru. It’s not that Akashi never competed with Atobe in horse racing. Today he pointed out that Akashi just wanted to not be in Sakamoto. I will not refuse this reason even if I admit it in front of me.

The young masters from the big family are not the type who just copy the guys if they don't agree with each other, so the two people who have made an appointment to compete have already decided to go to the leisure area of ​​the racecourse to have a cup of black tea, just to give Huadi some time Tell him to bring the horse over.

When Akashi saw Atobe for the first time, Huadi had followed Atobe. The ugly little boy back then has become the ugly boy he is now. He still talks as little as before, but his height is terrifying. , The height of 1.9 meters is not to mention in the field of tennis, even in basketball, a sport that requires more height, it is enough to stand out.

"r, earlgrey, no milk, thank you." Atobe finished ordering his share, looked up at Akashi and Sakamoto, and saw that Sakamoto was talking to the waiter over there. Atobe had good ears and heard the girl Unusually pure English, this is the first time he heard Sakamoto's voice, it's clear and pleasant to hear.

Taking a closer look, it seems to be quite good-looking... Atobe quickly glanced at Sakamoto's face again, accidentally caught a glimpse of the slender legs under the girl's school uniform skirt under the transparent tea table, and reluctantly added a , The legs are also good-looking, it is the type that Shinozu likes.

But so what, good-looking girls are not a rare commodity, at least not in the eyes of people from their family background.

After all, Atobe is still too young. There are many good-looking girls, but there are far fewer good-looking girls who can pretend to be aggressive!

After a while, the waiter brought their respective refreshments. Atobe couldn't help but observe Sakamoto secretly, and found that there was nothing wrong with her table manners, and she didn't know if Akashi had taught her in advance.

Cut, it's no fun if you can't make a mistake... Atobe quietly enjoyed his black tea, and decided to defeat Akashi's spirit on the racecourse later.

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Atobe and Akashi both keep their own harnesses here. Riding a horse is no different than other sports. In fact, it is more dangerous, and the necessary armor is still necessary.

Akashi felt that Sakamoto probably didn't need this kind of thing, because she never liked to add other accessories to her school uniform, so she planned to lead Sakamoto to pick a horse when she was ready.

Akashi still remembers the last time he was at the racecourse with Sakamoto, he was tied into a rice dumpling by the housekeeper who worried about him with various protective gear, and when he looked back, he saw the little girl he brought with her bright eyes and bright teeth facing the bright sunshine in the sky, Riding from behind him... as beautiful as a painting.

Akashi inadvertently hooked the corners of his lips, and looked sideways at Sakamoto who was picking horses one by one.

The immature and lovely outline of her childhood became more and more beautiful and charming. Somehow, she remembered the appearance of her pouting lips printed in the copier. Akashi couldn't help getting closer to her side cheeks, but before he had anything to say, Next move...

"Master Atobe, be careful." A voice that seemed to be from a staff member suddenly sounded from across the wall.

Hearing this voice, Sakamoto distanced himself from Akashi as if he had received some signal, and then ran towards the outside of the stable like lightning.

Akashi chased after two steps, and then decisively decided to stop and ask the surrounding staff what happened there - he was not naive enough to think that he could catch up with Sakamoto's speed.

The staff were all petrified, and faltered and said that it was an accident, and it turned out that the accident happened in the stable next door.

On the one hand, aristocratic horse farms such as Yumahui raise their own horses for customers to choose from, and on the other hand, they also provide breeding and training services for their horses. The name of this thoroughbred horse that Atobe newly purchased is Victoria. Since leaving the UK It has been taken over by the staff of the racecourse, mainly to adapt it to the Japanese environment. Master Atobe also specifically explained that he should come in person to train the horse.

Atobe stayed in England for a while, and he was very amateur in equestrianism and horse training, but he still underestimated Victoria's fierceness, so he asked Huadi, who knew nothing about horses, to help him bring Victoria here.

Huadi people are not smart, they just think that Atobe’s order must be fulfilled, seeing Victoria’s disobedience, they used brute force, the result can be imagined, Victoria went crazy in the exclusive stable next door, Huadi became a The object of its hatred is afraid that Huadi is in danger, and the staff are even more afraid of danger, so they stop him from going in and ask him to hand him over to the staff.

After hearing this, Akashi ran over there without saying a word. He is not afraid of anything happening to Atobe and Huachi. What he is afraid of is Sakamoto. What if she becomes impulsive again in a hurry, after all, there is no ghost behind her now. , Hey Suzuki Asami, do you dare to come back, Sakamoto needs you!

The location of the exclusive stables of the Atobe family is not far from the location of the public stables. At best, it is only 200 meters. Akashi's speed is not as fast as that of Sakamoto, but when he ran to the door of the stables where the accident happened, he saw Atobe's expression was confused. Staring at the inside of the stable, several staff members who had originally stopped the Atobu also stared at the inside of the stable in bewilderment.

Akashi, who had realized what had happened, followed their gazes with a bitter face.

At first glance, he saw Atobe's thoroughbred horse named Victoria. The body of the horse was red without a trace of variegation, and its mane was also white without a trace of variegation. It held its head high, really like the one Atobe described. Same name, a proud queen.

With a second glance, he saw the birch field lying at Victoria's feet. This didn't fit the overall style of the painting, so he ignored it for now.

At the third glance, he saw Sakamoto. The dark prefectural school uniform wrapped her perfect figure, making her white as snow. From his angle, he could only see her red lips and straight nose bridge.

The girl knelt on one knee, gently lifting Victoria's horseshoe that had just stepped on the birch with her white fingers, like a pious female knight expressing her loyalty to the queen.

The dome of the stables of the Atobe family is a little angel pattern carved with colored glass, and the sunlight shines through the glass, which is more beautiful than a painting.