[Net King+Ib] Reverse the destiny

"Game, 6-0, Ho Chotaro wins!"

Atobe Keigo raised the corners of his lips, while looking at the panting white-haired boy on the tennis court, while stroking his tear mole: "Your eyes are pretty gorgeous."

Sato Ibrahimovic sat beside him, resting his chin with his hand: "Well...probably..."

In fact, she is cheating, boy, you think too much.

"Actually, it is thanks to Feng's cooperation. He is so serious every day, which makes me a little embarrassed." Ibrahimovic squinted his eyes and yawned.

For more than half a month, Feng has been doing morning exercises every morning. The tennis club does not practice on Wednesdays, so Feng finds a place to train by himself; every day after school, Feng reports to Sato's house to play fruit...

Well, what a serious and hardworking boy.

Standing up, Sato Ibrahimovic put aside the irrelevant thoughts in his head, looked at Yurie Uehara, and said with a smile: "Student Uehara, you lost."

"..." Uehara Yurie frowned tightly, her expression can be summed up in four words——

incredible.

"Then, according to the agreement." Sato Ibrahimovic was in a great mood, "Students from the support club in the future, please restrain yourself."

Uehara Yurie clenched her lower lip, and finally forced out a sentence: "... I am willing to bet and admit defeat!"

"hope so."

"Pa——" Keigo Atobe snapped his fingers: "You guys who are not gorgeous! After the game is over, just do what you should do! Don't continue to stand here in a daze!"

Yurie Uehara nodded politely to Ibu Sato, then nodded to the other members, and then left proudly.

How proud.

Ibrahimovic Sato looked away from Yurie Uehara and turned to Keigo Atobe: "Atobe?"

At any rate, they had studied together for several years, and her intuition told her that Atobe had something to say.

"Hmph... Feng Changtaro, I'm giving you the position that I'm choosing, do you want to take it?"

"Thank you Minister!"

Sato Ibrahimovic smiled in relief, Hochotaro turned his head slightly at this moment, and met her gaze.

He smiled at her.

A smile full of encouragement——

Ice Emperor, will definitely succeed!

At the end of the training, Ibrahimovic Sato was sorting out the information of the members in the office building.

"Click-"

She looked up from a pile of documents and saw Feng Changtaro.

"Hey? Feng Jun? What's the matter?"

"Ah..." Feng Chotaro replied in a panic, "Well... I'm just here to submit the materials for the main election... Are you bothering Sato-san?"

"No." Sato Ibrahimovic shook his head, folded the stack of documents in his hand, and walked forward to take the paper from Ho Chotaro's hand.

"Sato-san... I just..." Hochotaro mulled over his words, "I just..."

"What happened to you just now?" Sato Ibrahimovic quickly pulled out the official selection information bag, and put the information of Hocho Taro into it.

I haven't heard the following for a long time.

Sato Ibrahimovic looked back and stared at Hochotaro suspiciously.

Feng Chotaro continued slowly: "I just...saw a painting at Atobe-senpai's place."

"..." Ibrahimovic frowned.

A painting?Then what?

Wouldn't it be... It wouldn't be a painting related to her latest embarrassment in art class, would it?

No... Feng probably wouldn't come here to laugh at her...

Feng Chotaro turned his head away unnaturally, and finished speaking: "I think... that painting, Sato-san should go and have a look..."

"...Why?" Sato Ibrahimovic said, tilting his head, "Feng, you should know that I have a deep fear of art... I am afraid of art, you let me go to see paintings, I am It is completely impossible to understand the artistic conception expressed by the painting.”

"Because... that... that's Garry's drawing."

"Sato-san... I just..." Hochotaro mulled over his words, "I just..."

"What happened to you just now?" "I just...saw a painting at Atobe-senpai's place."

"..."

"I think... that painting, Sato-san should go and have a look..."

"...Why?" Sato Ibrahimovic said, tilting his head, "Feng, you should know that I have a deep fear of art... I am afraid of art, you let me go to see paintings, I am It is completely impossible to understand the artistic conception expressed by the painting.”

"Because... that... that's Garry's drawing."

The man in the tattered windbreaker had messy purple hair, half of his face was blocked by bangs, and one eye was also blocked. His other eye was closed, and his face looked peaceful and beautiful.

Asleep Garry.

Garry.

Ibrahimovic bit his lower lip, his eyes flushed.

What's going on here……

What's the matter...? !

Atobe Keigo looked at Ibrahimovic who suddenly pushed the door and fled, and subconsciously glanced at Hochotaro who was just behind Ibrahimovic.

Unexpectedly, Feng Changtaro saluted in a hurry, apologized, and went to chase Ibrahimovic.

After running to the deserted and remote path, Ibrahimovic slumped on the ground powerlessly: "What exactly do you want!"

I went to the art museum that day, but in the end I got the choice given by "God".

Ibrahimovic hesitated for a long time, but never made a decision.

"God" suddenly said, "Forget it, I will show mercy this time and let you go. You and Feng Chotaro can go out as if nothing happened, and Garry will stay here. But... as a price, Feng Chotaro You have to do something for me."

Then, her eyes darkened and she passed out.When she woke up, the staff in charge of the art exhibition said to her and Feng Changtaro beside her: "You two! It's fine if you don't see the exhibition! It's an insult to art to find a place to sleep so comfortably... Okay Well, the closing time is coming, let's go home quickly!"

On the way home, Eevee tells Hochotaro all her memories of the museum and Garry in frustration.Hochotaro was silent for a long time, and finally he smiled shyly, and comforted him: "Sato-san, cheer up, I believe you will be able to rescue Garry."

Feng Changtaro looked very serious when he said this.

Ibrahimovic couldn't help but smiled back at him: "Thank you, Feng... hope."

She began to ask Feng what task the "God" entrusted to him, but Feng hesitated and refused to answer.

She stopped asking.

Today, when Ho Chotaro defeated Ken Nakajima, Ibrahimovic couldn't restrain himself, and began to think about the scene after saving Garry...but...

But... what the hell is going on with that painting? !

"Don't be so excited, I just did this to motivate you and let you rescue Garry earlier."

"...What the hell do you mean?!!"

"It's nothing, I just want to give you an extra mission."

"...What mission?"

"Collect five of Grutner's works. I took out five of his works and made an imprint. You have to collect them all before Garry can come back."

"Then it's decided now. Our third-year class D's project will be a dessert shop!"

"it is good!"

Sato Ibrahimovic looked out the window casually, with the pen in his hand covered with a cap, and knocked on the table again and again.

"Hey……"

Pushed by someone on the back shoulder, Ibrahimovic came back to his senses and looked back at Xiang Riyue.

Seeing that Sato Ibrahimovic had turned his head, Xiang Riyue was about to say something, but the teacher on the podium refused to let him go on: "Xiang Ri? Sato! Be serious! This is a big matter for our class!"

Ibrahimovic quickly turned his face to the teacher, said "sorry" embarrassingly, and put on a serious look.

Xiang Riyue cursed secretly in his heart, but also had to show a serious look.

The teacher saw that the two seemed to have "repentance", so he nodded in satisfaction and continued his speech.

Ibrahimovic, who didn't get distracted, finally heard the key point of this lesson - the school festival is coming, and Class D of the third year is going to open a dessert shop.

School festival... dessert shop...

It's boring!She didn't even think about how to go to Keigo Keigo's "Garry" painting... How could she have the intention to participate in the school festival! ! ! !

Ibrahimovic thought she was going crazy!

Just spent a class in a tangled mood, the school bell rang, and Ibrahimovic walked down the stairs listlessly, carrying his schoolbag.

Xiang Riyue chased him down: "Ibrahimovic Sato! Ibrahimovic Sato!"

Ibrahimovic's footsteps stopped, she turned her head, and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Classmate Xiangri?"

"Uh..." Xiang Riyue looked at her fixedly for a moment, then hesitatingly said, "That...the recent training menu...is it..."

He didn't finish his speech, but Ibrahimovic vaguely understood what he wanted to say.

She smiled: "The training menu... I think it's okay, come on, for the championship of the national competition, work hard."

Leaving such a sentence lightly and cleverly, Sato Ibrahimovic went downstairs without looking back, and walked out of Xiang Hiyake's sight.

"...What do you mean by 'it's okay'! It's almost exhausting!"

What kind of stimulation has Ibrahimovic Sato received recently? The amount of training is getting bigger and bigger every day!

Fortunately today is Wednesday, fortunately the tennis club does not practice every Wednesday, and the tennis club does not practice during the school festival, otherwise...

When Xiang Riyue thought of the training menu, he felt trembling all over...

Go on like this!There will definitely be no living people in the tennis club! ! !

All of them will be exhausted!

As for Ibrahimovic Sato over there, her mind didn't stay on the "training menu" at all, she was always thinking about how to get "Garry".

"IB!"

this voice...

Ibrahimovic tightened her hand holding the schoolbag, she looked up, and there was a blond girl in front of her.

The girl with long blond curly hair, wearing the uniform of Baiyang Girls' School, smiled brightly, her eyes narrowed into slits.

This girl is...

"Mary...?"

Mary bounced up to Ibrahimovic Sato, grabbed Ibrahimovic's hand, and said to herself, "IB! I came here from Kanagawa to ask you for a ticket for the school festival! I'll ask for it tomorrow. Let's go to the school festival with you!"

"Huh? Sato-san...and Mary...?"

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☆、Fanwai IB diary

[Note: This episode has nothing to do with the main text; the background of this episode is "The Promise of Goodbye". 】

The house was being cleaned today, and when IB was tidying up the drawers, he saw his diary.She couldn't help opening the diary and flipping through it:

…This is her diary the day after she left the Museum of Horror at the age of nine:

[XX09 October 10 sunny

"IB, don't talk to strangers casually!"

"IB, don't just eat what strangers give you!"

"IB, you must never go with strangers casually!"

"IB..."

My mother's exhortations are still ringing in my ears, but I am standing on an unfamiliar street, waiting for the "stranger" to arrive, and eating the candy given by the "stranger".

Isn't this... the rebellious period mentioned in the book?

Thinking of this, I smiled - if so, it doesn't feel bad!

"IB! IB!"

I raised my head in response and saw a familiar figure, so I waved my hand vigorously and called happily: "Garry!"

Garry ran over with a small step and hugged me: "How long has IB been standing here? Ah... If I knew it, I would have left early! How can I let IB wait for me here!"

I sadly recalled the action of him squatting down before hugging me, thinking about the height difference between me and him, and changed the subject: "Garry...how come you are so tall?"

Garry let me go and rubbed my head: "Haha... Of course I'm taller than you... But Ibrahimovic may be taller than you in the future."

"really?"

"Really." Garry smiled and took my hand, "Okay, I'll take you to eat the super delicious macaron I told you about."

"Okay." I nodded and followed him obediently.

"IB, you must never go with strangers casually!"

Mom's words rang in my ears again, and I threw it behind my mind.

Garry is different... Although I don't know him very well... But, I really trust him, trust him a lot.

I'm sorry, mom.

I'm going to be kidnapped by a stranger! ]

[XX09 December 12 cloudy to sunny

"IB! I hired an art teacher for you, come out and meet the teacher quickly."

I put down the things in my hand, walked out of the room immediately, and walked to my mother.

Beside her mother stood a smiling man.

Familiar purple hair, familiar face, but the clothes are much more formal and tidy than before.

My eyes widened in surprise—Garry?

Garry was visibly surprised to see me.He whispered, "IB?"

"Oh..." Mom covered her mouth, "Do you know our child?"

She cast her eyes on me suspiciously.

"Ah..." Garry scratched his head and smiled, "Because I saw her at Grutner's art exhibition before. She got lost at the time."

"It was that time..." Mom nodded knowingly, "At that time, I was still wondering why I couldn't find this child. It turned out that I got lost."

My mother smiled softly at me: "Okay, IB, you must seriously study art with Mr. Garry."

"Okay, mom." I nodded obediently and watched my mother leave.

Garry is great at drawing and he is great at lecturing.

After finishing today's art class, Garry asked while packing his things: "IB, do you like sweets?"

"Well, I really like it." I tidied up my things and went to help him tidy up.

Garry raised his hand, rubbed my head, and smiled dotingly: "Next time, someone will bring you delicious sweets."

"Yes… thanks Garry!"]

IB closed this diary and opened another.

Speaking of which, Garry's sweets are really delicious.

[August 13, XX8 heavy rain

I was in school today when it suddenly rained heavily outside.Mom and Dad were not at home recently, and I didn't bring an umbrella... At that time, I only hoped that the rain would stop when school was over.

Otherwise, how can I go home?

But when school was over, the rain still didn't stop.

Some students with umbrellas happily held umbrellas and showed off their "magic tricks" to other students without umbrellas; students without umbrellas "killed" those with umbrellas with their eyes sadly classmate.

And I, bored, propped my chin and looked out the window, thinking——

Will an umbrella suddenly grow on the ground?An umbrella that looks like a mushroom.

— Well, I admit that this idea is simply a fantasy.

Because the teacher was worried about the students who did not bring umbrellas, they called the parents of the students who did not bring umbrellas and asked the parents to take the children back.

...Why are my parents still on a business trip?

Really... unlucky...

Seeing all the students in the classroom leave, the teacher walked over worriedly and asked, "IB, you...how about I take you home?"

"Thank you teacher." I pursed my lips, it seems that this is the only way at present.

Just as he was about to agree, a figure that shouldn't have appeared appeared at the door.

I watched him come over, and said to me embarrassedly: "I'm sorry... IB... There was a traffic jam on the road, so I accidentally came late..."

[…]

"What are you looking at?" A male voice suddenly came from behind.

IB withdrew his gaze from the diary and leaned into his arms naturally: "I'm reading the diary... In the first year of my country, didn't there be a time when I went to school without an umbrella, and my parents were on a business trip, but it just happened to rain?"

"Ah... That time." He put his arms around IB's waist, "You have been waiting in the classroom for so long... I should have known that someone should have picked you up earlier."

"It's okay." IB smiled, "I didn't think anyone would come to pick me up...Garry really showed up just in time."

"Really?" Garry reached out and picked up a diary on the top of the table, "Can I show it to others?"

"Of course, it's not something shameful, and I have nothing to hide from you."

[XX17 October 2 sunny

Today is Valentine's Day, most of the street is full of couples holding hands, and many students around me are in pairs... Ah, I'm really envious and jealous.

A few days ago, Ilya told me that she fell in love with John who was in the class next door. The bad thing is... Today John came to confess to me...

Although I also want to experience what is love and the sweetness between lovers, I just can't promise John.

Not only because of Illya, but also because I am not suitable for John.

Not to mention the fact that I don't like John.

My favorite... has always been that guy.

Garry... If I confess to you, will you agree? ]

"Huh? So you liked her so long ago!" Garry said in surprise.

"...Yes, yes, there is no need to be so surprised by such a thing!" IB blushed and replied angrily.

Garry wanted to tease her, but when he saw IB's appearance, he rubbed her head and said nothing.

He casually flipped through his diary.

[XX May 18, 5 light rain

Today I confessed to Garry... but I ran away before he could answer.

Garry...would he agree?I'm really... sorry...]

"Excuse me?" Garry said, "That day you suddenly rushed over and yelled 'I like you' and then ran away in a hurry, scaring people half to death! So you were embarrassed."

"...What... I, I..."

IB paused for a moment, then turned around, and pushed Garry away: "Okay, okay! Don't forget to clean up! Don't do irrelevant things here!"

"Huh? They didn't..."

"Cleaning, cleaning!"

"Okay, IB, people won't laugh at you..."

"Shut up! Big-sweep-clean-!"

[XX20 October 12 sunny

Today is the first cleaning of my new home, and my diary is almost read by Garry... I thought, at least I got married or something... I shouldn't be embarrassed... Be generous...

Ah... still can't do it...]

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