I can't possibly have a fiancé [Comprehensive]

"Ajibe-kun?"

Holding the drawing board, Yamichi Chiriko raised her small face and looked at the boy in gray and white sportswear who walked in front of her without knowing when, her long eyelashes fluttering.

"Ah huh." Atobe responded by stroking the hair on his forehead, glanced at the other members of the art department, looked at the pencils in their hands, and said clearly: "Come here to draw a sketch?"

Qianli nodded.

He asked Nozomi Takenaka next to him: "What's the theme?"

Takenaka Nozomi recovered from the surprise, and smiled softly, "It's the 'smooth muscle lines of a boy in motion'."

"Oh? That's it." Atobe chuckled, looked at the girl next to him, and raised his chin: "In that case, I will force you to observe me, Shiraki."

Yamichi Chiri: ...? ? ?

Who said to observe him, so narcissistic?

Well, although I did intend to observe him, but after he emphasized the word "allowed" so much, I didn't want to draw him.

Smile. :)

but!In order to shorten the distance between the two of them and find out the unknown secrets and shortcomings of Keigo Atobe, the smile on Yamichi Chiriko's lips became more natural, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

The girl clapped her hands together and replied happily: "Ah, that's really great, thank you, Atobe-kun."

Hearing her joyful thanks, Atobe suppressed the joy in his heart instead, and his eyes deepened.

Here we go again, false smiles!

Why, wouldn't this ungorgeous woman want to paint him?

Atobe raised his eyebrows, once again thinking about the true thoughts hidden under the gentle mask of his fiancée at this time.

Qianli naturally didn't know what he was thinking.Now that she got the 'permission', before the person in front of her went back to training, she generously looked up and down his exposed limbs.

The skin on the lean and strong forearm is fair, and has not turned wheat-colored due to long-term outdoor exposure.

His figure is well proportioned, and the calf line exposed under the sweatpants is beautiful and smooth. He is not as thin as most Japanese boys. Although he is still slender, it is not difficult to see the strength hidden under the muscles that can burst out at any time.

I remember that everyone in the public relations department used to cosplay sports boys. Qianli silently recalled how they looked in basketball uniforms at that time, and found that the only one who could compare with him in figure was Takashi Takashi.

However, Takashi Takashi is a wild type, which is completely different from Atobe's feeling.

One of them is a knight, and the other is——

emperor.

what! ?

Yamichi Chiriko punched herself in the heart silently, she was brainwashed by Atobe no matter what, what kind of emperor, he is just a narcissistic high school student who just turned 16!

snort.It's time to kill his vigor!

Looking away, Qianli's beautiful eyes were wide open, and she smiled at Atobe Keigo, who was staring seriously at her who didn't know what was going on in her mind, and said in a relieved tone: "It's really great that Atobe-sama is willing to cooperate. Well, it's just..."

As soon as the topic changed, the eyes hesitated to speak.

"Huh? But what?"

Qianli showed a tangled expression: "A lot of seniors in the art department are painting the master of the trace department. It's boring for everyone to draw the same."

She stretched out her hand, pointing delicately at a young man sitting in the spectator seat, raised her head and asked Atobe, "Can I ask Atobe-kun for a favor? I think his muscle lines should be very good, I think Draw him. Atobe-san, would you play a tennis match with him?"

----What?

Atobe Keigo couldn't believe his ears, his face collapsed instantly.

As expected, the young man's complexion darkened quite a bit, Yamichi Chirika didn't show it on the face, and his heart was full of joy: "By the way, what's the name of that young man, please?"

When his fiancée asked other men's names in public, Atobe Keigo's expression became even more embarrassing, and he pursed his thin lips tightly and did not answer.The girl waited for a while without getting a response, she tilted her head and asked again: "Atobe-kun?"

Atobe Keigo silently tapped the tear mole on the lower corner of his right eye, his voice became lower and he managed to utter five words: "Shishido Ryo."

Yamichi Chiriko 'suddenly realized': "It turned out to be Shishido-san."

Just kidding, of course she knows who Shishido Ryo is, isn't he Ari's childhood sweetheart and bad friend?Although she hadn't formally met Shido Ryo yet, she had seen Ari go over to greet him in the cafeteria before.

Qianli's eyesight is very good, and she only took a glance from a distance, and found that Yali, a childhood sweetheart, is not usually good-looking.

With neat short hair and a baseball cap buckled backwards, he looks cool and should be the type that many girls like.

He seemed to be a little serious, his face was always tense, and his sharp black eyes were piercing.

In front of Atobe, Yamichi Chiriko held a pencil and gently pressed the rubber end to her lips, blinking her eyes, and sighed in a light tone on purpose: "You are so handsome, you don't look like Atobe-kun. up and down~"

No, phase, up, down!

Atobe sneered, the cold air emanating from his body made everyone within a five-meter radius tremble at the same time, and a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.

Did it suddenly snow? !

Look up, the sun is just right, it's weird...

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