When they returned to school, it was already noon, because they would sleep together soon. As for the school, Coach Sakaki had already greeted the principal. After all, this sleepover ultimately involved Japan and the United States, so the school
For them, the morning and afternoon classes are exempted as an exception, so they don’t have to attend them.
As for the routine tennis training in the afternoon, when Otowa came over after class, they had been training for a long time. With such intense tennis training, they could not sit relaxedly on the rest chair one day. Her hands were at this time
He was playing with a tennis racket that seemed to belong to Atobe Keigo. It was said that he never liked others touching his things and seemed to be a bit mysophobic.
However, it is strange to say that once by chance, she accidentally played with his racket. At that time, Hochotaro was shocked and told her that Atobe Keigo didn't like others to touch him.
Things, especially his tennis racket. At that time, the two of them looked at the racket in her hand and really didn't know what to do with it. But at that time, Atobe Keigo came over and saw the racket in her hand.
When she picked up the racket, he didn’t say anything. He just took the racket from her and put it into her hand after playing. Houchotaro was dumbfounded at that time.
At that time, she still remembered what Houchotaro said to her. He said, Saya, you are indeed different.
Is it different? It seems that, just think about it, maybe the difference between him and her is that she is the little maid in his mouth
Atobe Keigo walked over to her with a water glass, and then sat on the lounge chair on the other side. He looked at Otowa in amusement while staring at his tennis racket. This little maid of his was really a little dull sometimes.
, but it’s still fun
Until she felt someone beside her, Otoyu just raised her eyes slightly, but still looked at the tennis racket in her hand. She already knew who the person sitting next to her was.
I have become accustomed to the light fragrance of roses on his body, as well as the inescapable aura, which are unique to him.
"Keigo, how long are you going to go for?" She asked absentmindedly as she fingered the net. If she had gone for a long time, she would be really lonely without them, and she was not used to it.
Atobe Keigo was wearing a team uniform and looked casual. He turned his head and looked at her, "What's wrong? You can't live without me?" And what he said was really easy for people to misunderstand.
However, for Yinyu, there is not much room for imagination, because she is already tired of feelings, otherwise she really can't stand his sudden ambiguity. Even so, she still often gets lost in this young man who is too dazzling.
in the gorgeousness
It’s just because it’s so dazzling and gorgeous that it can’t be ignored.
She heard her sighing softly, and then said softly, "No, it's just that since you are all gone, I will be fine this afternoon." She put the racket back into his hand, with an unconscious look on her face.
lonely,
Atobe Keigo put the racket on the rest chair, then took out a tennis ball from his pocket, threw it to her Otowa caught it, and held it in her hand and looked at him in confusion. Atobe Keigo crossed his hands on his chest and leaned against her back.
Standing on the back of the chair, looking at her without blinking, suddenly, laughter continued