"Ninzu, you also noticed that Atobe is a little strange today." Houchotaro, who had just finished a game, walked up and looked at Atobe and asked strangely.
"Well, something is indeed wrong today, maybe..." Renzu suddenly stopped and looked at the people in the stadium. It seemed that someone was missing. "Why didn't Xiangri come?" He asked. Being late is not fun.
It seems that I am not in a good mood today. I hope Xiangri has a good reason, otherwise...
"He's on duty today and will be here in a minute." Shido Ryo answered for him. They were in the same class, so they knew each other's affairs very well.
"Oh, that's right." Renzu nodded, so it was no problem, and then he looked at Atobe again.
"What happened to Atobe?" Shishido also came up.
Renzu chuckled lightly, picked up the racket again, and touched the net with his hand. "Probably, maybe, the little maid he thinks he thinks is not here yet."
"Little maid..." Except for a few people, everyone else looked at me and looked at you. They didn't understand what he was saying. This person was so forbearing that he couldn't speak clearly.
Not everyone saw what was discovered in the classroom, so it wouldn't be too strange for them to have this expression.
"What are you doing? Why don't you go practice?" Atobe looked at the people gathered in the group, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips, which were always smiling, were twitching stiffly.
He raised his shoulders and saw it. The emperor was displeased.
Atobe looked at the team members who were continuing to practice, the expression on his face was still a little stiff. He was half leaning on the rest chair, with the team uniform still draped over his shoulders, and he lightly clasped his knees with his fingers once, twice... as if he was thinking.
What?
The lowered eyes, the slightly swaying curled eyelashes, which are longer and denser than women, cannot see through the thoughts, only the tear hemorrhoids under the corners of the eyes, no matter what time, they will add an extra layer to his delicate face.
enchanting color
Xiangri walked into the tennis club and put down the golf bag on his shoulder. Behind him, a figure who was very unfamiliar to the tennis club came out. It was Keigo's latest appointment as a maid, but she hadn't agreed yet.
Otoyu looked at Hyotei's tennis club with her eyes wide open along the way. Compared to Qingxue, Hyotei's tennis club was really big and there were many people. Along the way, she didn't know how many people walked towards her.
greeting people in front
Atobe raised his head and happened to see her walking out from behind Xiangri. He stopped what he was doing with his fingers and stood up. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. His black and blue eyes were now a little faintly purple.
Other times it's much deeper and it's really here. He's even ready to arrest someone.
"Little maid, you kept me waiting for a long time." He walked up to Otoyu and pulled her hair. The smile on his lips became more and more beautiful, and the arc became perfect. He smiled
Yinyu frowned for a moment.
"Atobe-senpai, can you please stop calling me maid?" This name really didn't make her like it. Now, the expression on her little face can be said to be very serious, but in someone's eyes, there is nothing scary about it.
ability
"I said yes, that's right" he retorted, no, it was a repetition. His words are the imperial edict, and his people are the regulations. Atobe Keigo, the emperor of Hyōtei, who dares to object to his words?
Yinyu wanted to say something else, but when she saw the cold arrogance in his eyes, she couldn't say another word. This boy was not only narcissistic, but also extremely domineering. What others said might not even reach his ears.
She'd better not bring trouble on herself, it's just a title anyway, let him