[Net King+Ib] Reverse the destiny

"Snapped--"

Sato Ibrahimovic's eyes full of expectation have been condensed on the small tennis ball, but——

"Alas..." Feng Changtaro sighed.

"Oh..." Sato Ibrahimovic also sighed, "I haven't passed the net again..."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the place where the small ball fell, picked it up, and looked at it quietly.

"I'm sorry, Sato-san." Ho Chotaro bowed his head and apologized in frustration.

This is already the tenth time...

Sato-san, did you choose the wrong person?Sure enough, I still can't do it?

Thinking of this, Feng Changtaro became even more depressed.

In that case, I'm so sorry Sato-san...

"No, it's fine." Ibrahimovic smiled, and handed the tennis ball in front of Hochotaro, "Won't Ho-kun work hard? I believe Ho-kun will become very powerful."

Seeing the girl's expectant eyes, Ho Chotaro pursed his lips, then reached out to catch the ball, and nodded heavily.

He will never let Sato-san down again!

"Well, before the duel, I want to give Feng Jun a piece of advice."

Hocho Taro looked up at Ibrahimovic suspiciously, but saw Ibrahimovic smiling so much that his eyes narrowed, and an indescribable...bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart!

"Hey, Feng Jun, go hit roses!"

"..."

Before Hochotaro could say anything, Sato Ibrahimovic ran to the side to pick roses with great excitement. Hochotaro watched her pick a large bouquet with dumbfounded eyes, and then——

"What are you doing?!"

Atobe Keigo gritted his teeth and looked at the flowers beside his tennis court, then at Sato Ibrahimovic, his face was livid.

"Hahaha..." Ibrahimovic laughed dryly, hid behind Hocho Taro, threw the rose back in his hand, and whispered, "Atobe, why don't you be so fierce."

And Feng Chotaro, on the other hand, looked at Keigo Atobe at a loss and ran away: "You two not gorgeous guys! My uncle asked you to come here for training and didn't let you do such a thing!!!!"

"Senior, senior..." Ho Chotaro spoke hastily, wanting to say something, but Keigo Atobe, who was in a state of berserk, ignored him at all!

"Feng!" The boy's coat was pulled by the girl, and the girl whispered, "I'll count to three later, and run straight away!"

"But, but..."

"But what is it!! If you don't walk away, you will kill someone!"

"One, two, three... run away, why are you standing still?!"

Ibrahimovic Sato grabbed Hochotaro's hand with hatred, and ran out of Atobe's house in a hurry.After reaching the gate of Atobe's house, he ran for a long distance before stopping.

"Huh...huh...I'm exhausted." Sato Ibrahimovic let go of Hochotaro's hand, gasping for breath, "Why is the Atobe house so big... just run out so much Long."

"Sato-san... We did what we did just now, isn't it good..." Hochotaro looked back at the gate of the Atobe house in the distance, and asked hesitantly in a low voice.

"Where there is, there is!" Sato Ibu waved his hand, his tone casual, "Atobe wouldn't care about such a little rose."

"But..." But this is really not good!

The good boy Hocho Taro is depressed and has a disturbed conscience.

"Feng Jun, you really don't need to care about those!" Sato Ibrahimovic twitched the corners of his mouth, and began to "enlighten" the dead brain in front of him, "When I was young, he didn't even ruin their roses even worse. What are you talking about... Cough cough, at worst, go and apologize to him tomorrow."

... When she ruined the roses of Atobe's house so badly, Keigo Atobe was so annoyed that he completely forgot what a "gentleman" is - although she felt that Atobe was not a gentleman in the first place.

Well, finally she showed her trick... She gave him a "Encyclopedia of Arthropods" with very, very detailed pictures.

Of course Atobe didn't want that book, but as soon as she saw Atobe, she opened the book to those pictures, and then put the book in front of Atobe... and then, hehe...

Sato Ibrahimovic's smile grew brighter.

Looking at her smile, Hocho Taro suddenly felt something weird creeping up his back...but...

"Then, let me apologize to Senior tomorrow."

But business matters.

Such a good boy, a good boy.

Ibrahimovic Sato looked at Hocho Taro, and sighed silently, then rolled his eyes, and said: "By the way, the training method I just thought of is not applicable to the Atobe family, but it is definitely applicable to my family! "

"?!"

Hochotaro glanced at Ibrahimovic Sato vigilantly—here again!That bad feeling!

I have to say, Feng Changtaro, your intuition is also very accurate.

Next, Sato Ibrahimovic took Hochotaro on a bus without any explanation, waited for more than ten minutes to get off, and walked for four to five minutes. Hochotaro stood behind Sato Ibrahimovic, watching The house in front of me, full of medieval European aristocratic elements, was silent.

"Hey, this is my house." Sato Ibrahimovic turned around and looked at Feng, "Don't look at it looking so weird... But there are still many fruit trees inside."

……weird?

"Sato-san, this is not good..."

"No, no, it's okay." Ibrahimovic Sato shook his head, "It's just training, and it will definitely not ruin your reputation."

"..." That's not what he was worried about, really...

The silently weeping good baby of the Feng family was dragged into this "weird" Sato family by the rude Sato Ibrahimovic.

"Hello miss."

"Yeah." Sato Ibrahimovic nodded calmly.

"Hello miss."

Sato Ibrahimovic continued to nod: "Yeah."

"Hello miss."

Keep nodding: "Yes."

……

Just like that, amidst the weird eyes and greetings from the servants, Hochotaro followed Sato Ibrahimovic to the back garden? !

Or... the orchard? !

"Ah, it really has fruit!" Sato Ibrahimovic looked at the fruit grove in front of him, and smiled again, "Then, Feng-jun, please harvest some fruits!"

"Huh?" Hocho Taro looked at Sato Ibrahimovic in surprise, but the other party's eyes were clear and firm.

"Hurry up, hit-fruit-zi-!"

"……OK."

Feng Chotaro VS Sato Ibrahimovic, the savage Sato Ibrahimovic wins!

The middle-aged butler with a stern face wearing gold-rimmed glasses stared at this side for a long time.

In the end, his tightly pursed lips finally softened their curvature, and he also left with a relaxed pace.

Ah... Miss finally knows what youth is!

On the other side, Sato Ibrahimovic is still directing the good baby produced by Feng's family:

"No, your tennis ball is too far to the left this time!"

Feng Changtaro: "Huh? Okay, I understand!"

"Too high!"

Feng Changtaro: "Understood!"

"Too right!"

Feng Changtaro: "Understood!"

"Please play after you've spotted it, okay?"

Feng Chotaro: "Yes!"

"Look at it, look at it!"

Feng Chotaro: "Yes!"

Night is coming.

Ibrahimovic Sato picked up a relatively intact apple on the ground, and tossed it in his hands: "Hey, Feng, it's getting dark soon."

"Yes." Hochotaro stopped swinging his racket, turned to look at Ibrahimovic, "So, Sato-san, shall I go first?"

Although it was a bit difficult to understand at first, but later he realized that Sato-san was helping to train his ball control!

The apple fell firmly into Ibrahimovic's hand, and she walked to Feng Chotaro in three steps at a time: "I'll give it to you, you are not familiar with this place."

"Thank you Sato-san."

"Hmm." Sato Ibrahimovic watched him pack the tennis ball and racket, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Why don't you call me senior?"

"Ah?" Feng Changtaro was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

After a while, he replied with a little embarrassment: "Well... I heard from the seniors in the department that Sato-san is only 14 years old, the same age as me..."

"So you can't call me a senior?" Sato Ibrahimovic waved his hands discouragedly, "Forget it, I know that I don't look like a senior."

When Feng Chotaro heard this, he said subconsciously: "Huh? No, Sato-san is very good."

"Thank you." Sato Ibrahimovic nodded listlessly, "Okay, don't waste time, let's go."

"Ah."

Not long after leaving the orchard, Ibrahimovic Sato saw the butler. She casually threw an apple into the butler's hand, and after he caught it, she said, "Please wash it...I'll eat it when I come back."

"Yes, ma'am."

After walking for a while, Ho Chotaro opened his mouth to find a topic, and said, "Sato-san's house...it doesn't feel much worse than Atobe-senpai's house."

"It's an illusion, the Atobe family is much better than ours." Sato Ibrahimovic replied casually, "My father is the current president of the Tilo Group."

The ranking of Tilo Group in the country is still lower than that of Atobe Consortium.

After a pause, Ibrahimovic said again: "Well, by the way, my mother is... the artist Miyuki Sato."

"Artist... Miyuki Sato?!"

"Yes, it's unbelievable." Ibrahimovic smiled bitterly, "It is said that I was quite talented in art when I was young."

"Then ..."

"By the way, Feng." Ibrahimovic interrupted him, "Remember to report to the agency when you practice tomorrow morning."

Although I asked for leave... Well, it's better to come with everyone for morning exercises.

Seeing that Ibrahimovic didn't want to talk about his mother, Feng Changtaro didn't say anything, just nodded and said: "Okay, I will go."

After being silent all the way, when they reached the door, Feng Changtaro finally asked again: "Um... is there a place to take a car around here?"

"Hmm..." Ibrahimovic thought for a while, and then said, "Tell me your home address first."

Only in this way can he tell him where the bus is most convenient.If it's inconvenient to take a car, she can ask the housekeeper to find a car to take Feng Chotaro home.

Feng Changtaro is a good boy, so he didn't think twice, and simply reported an address directly.

After hearing the address, Ibrahimovic twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said: "Feng...your house..." She turned around, pointed in a direction, and continued: "Just go straight there, at the first intersection Just around the corner."

……Oops.

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