[Comprehensive] The male gods are reborn

"I'm not mistaken, is that Atobe's fiancée?"

Xiang Riyue looked blankly at the coffee shop across the street, where a girl with light blond long hair was sitting face to face with a boy with brown wavy hair, and they seemed to be talking with a slight smile.

He couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, and gasped in disbelief, "Sister Mochizuki, are you dating another boy behind Atobe's back?"

"What are you talking about, Yue Ren?"

Standing next to him, Akutagawa Jirou covered his mouth with a sleepy face and yawned loudly, his upper and lower eyelids seemed to be fighting again, and even his voice sounded like raving.

……

The romantic piano music is played quietly in the coffee shop, and the sweetness of cream mixed with the mellow aroma of coffee seems to be floating in the nose.

"A cup of Americano without sugar."

Baima Tan gentlemanly handed over the menu that the waiter handed over to the girl opposite, with a gentle look in his light brown eyes, "What would Mochizuki want to drink?"

"Just a cappuccino, please."

With light white fingertips, she lightly ordered the drink in the upper left corner of the menu, Mochizuki Huali raised her head and said gently to the waiter standing by the table.

His well-articulated knuckles tapped lightly on the table, Baima took a look at the girl, thought for a while and added to the waiter, "Well, add another cheesecake and strawberry Daifuku."

"I think Mochizuki prefers desserts?"

It was obviously a question sentence, but Mochizuki Huali could hear the affirmation in the boy's confident tone.

"Is this also observed by Mr. Baima?" The girl blinked her eyes unconsciously, and the girl's voice was curious.

"It's just the most basic insight of a detective."

It's not about being modest, Baima Tan told the truth.

……

"Maybe it's just a normal meeting between friends?"

Whistle teasingly, Yushi Ninzu raised his eyebrows with great interest, "However, Mochizuki-sister's luck is really strong."

With Atobe's arrogant narcissus character, Yushi Ninzu couldn't believe that he really didn't care, saying "as long as the flower pear belongs to him", it's almost the same to deceive innocent young people like Yueren and Jirou.

The boy with dark blue short hair habitually held up the frame on the bridge of his nose, and the expression on his face was obviously one of fearing that the world would not be chaotic.Ninazu Yuuji unhurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pointed at the corner of the coffee shop across the street, taking three consecutive shots of "click click".

"The distance is still a bit far away, and it looks a bit blurry."

Looking at the latest photos taken in the mobile phone album, Yushi Ninzuzu rubbed his chin with great interest, and found the mailbox number of Keigo Atobe from the mailbox address book with his fingers nimbly, and sent it directly.

"But I believe Atobe shouldn't care about such trivial matters."

"Wouldn't that be a good idea?"

Noticing Yushi Ninzu's operation, Hochotaro, whose personality is still relatively honest, scratched his head, glanced at the coffee shop across the street, and said hesitantly, "Didn't you say that it might be a meeting between friends?"

Continuing to put the phone back into his trouser pocket, Yuji Shinozu folded his hands in front of his chest with a calm face, "It depends on the judgment of the trace department."

When Yuji Ninata sent the email, Keigo Atobe was practicing alone in the luxurious tennis court in the backyard of Atobe House.

On the empty tennis court, the boy with purple-gray short hair kept running back and forth, his dark blue eyes were focused on the tennis balls that flew out from the opposite tennis launcher, and he waved his right hand again and again. The swinging tennis racket flexibly and accurately hits the ball back, going round and round.

"Whoosh..."

As the training time went by, Keigo Atobe's whole breathing unconsciously became a little disordered, and the sound of shortness of breath kept ringing on the tennis court.

The bottom of the quiet eyes clearly reflected the afterimage of the bright yellow ball spinning in mid-air and flying at high speed, and Keigo Atobe's right foot took a small half step back.

In the next second, his legs suddenly exerted strength, and the tall and tall figure of the young man jumped high on the spot.After accurately catching the flying tennis ball with the tennis racket in his hand, he turned his wrist slightly and smashed back to the opposite side forcefully.

Even though it was early summer, the temperature of the entire tennis court seemed to drop inexplicably. In the range visible to the boy's eyes, there were constantly empty snowflakes sweeping from all directions, and then shattered in an instant.

Ice world.

Crystal sweat slowly slid down Keigo Atobe's delicate handsome face. The tall young man stood on the field and handsomely brushed back his bangs stained with sweat beads on his forehead. He snapped his fingers out of the tennis ball magnificently.

Soon a swift-moving butler came over and handed over a clean and soft white towel and a cup of light salt water specially prepared to supplement the salt and water lost by the body after exercise.

"Master Jingwu, your mobile phone vibrated just now, it seems that there is a new email." Butler Michael reported seriously.

"Well, give the phone to my uncle."

Slightly raised his head and gracefully took a big sip of water in the glass, Keigo Atobe skillfully unlocked the phone screen lock with his slender fingers, and calmly opened the email sent by Yuuji Ninashi.

Although the photo was a little blurry, Keigo Atobe could notice the slender figure of the girl with light blonde long hair in the coffee shop across the street at a glance.

The movement of drinking water paused unconsciously, and Keigo Atobe returned the cup in his hand to the butler standing beside him. His eyebrows could not help but frown slightly, and he opened his fingertips to enlarge the photo transmitted from the email. .

The boy sitting across from the girl seemed familiar, but fortunately, judging by his height and appearance, he was not the one he thought.

Although Jun's face was still slightly darkened, Keigo Atobe didn't want to admit that he was actually relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Why is his little fiancée so missed?

The last time there were not enough golden-haired teenagers in the basketball club, now we have another one...

After taking the dry towel and wiping it all over his face, Keigo Atobe hung the towel around his neck, without even thinking about it, entered the phone number that he knew by heart on the dial interface, and put the phone to his ear. Step up and walk out of the tennis court.

Gently picked up the cappuccino that just came up, put it on his lips, and took a sip. The sweetness of the cream mixed with the astringency of the coffee seemed to explode on the tip of the tongue in an instant, and the emerald almond eyes of Mochizuki pear couldn't help it. He squinted slightly like a tired cat.

"Om."

The mobile phone at hand vibrated softly, Mochizuki Huali raised her eyes and subconsciously took the mobile phone, looking at the phone screen marked by her as an incoming call from Keigo Atobe.

"Senior Jingwu?"

The girl carefully wiped her slightly creamy red lips with a paper towel, smiled shyly at the white horse opposite her and signaled that she would leave temporarily, and was about to get up and go to the corner to answer the phone.

"Hmm. Huali, where are you now?"

Keigo Atobe's gorgeous and reserved voice came from the other end of the phone, with a natural tone as if a husband at home asked his wife who was away about her current itinerary.

Mochizuki Huali was stunned for a moment, a little caught off guard by Atobe Keigo's question, but after thinking about it, she explained without any concealment, "I'm in the coffee shop with my friends."

"Mochizuki, the corners of your lips..."

Bai Ma Tan's light brown eyes flickered slightly, suddenly lowered his voice, looked at the corner of the girl's lips and reminded him kindly.

A vague and unfamiliar male voice came from the other end of the phone abruptly. Keigo Atobe, who was standing in front of the luxurious bathtub covered with rose petals, just took off his shirt, seemed to be silenced in an instant, and the boy's dark blue eyes restrained Can't stop slightly deepening.

"Ok?"

The girl blinked her eyes, and her attention was instantly diverted by the words in the white horse's mouth.Subconsciously raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips with his fingertips, Mochizuki Huali was a little dazed and didn't react.

"The cream on the corners of the lips is not wiped clean." Tan Bai pointed at the corners of his lips with a gentle expression.

Mochizuki Huali, who felt ashamed, bit her lip, quickly took a clean tissue from the table and wiped it carefully at the position pointed by Bai Matan.

"Also." Bai Matan shook his head helplessly, stood up and pulled a tissue, stretched out his hand to the corner of the girl's lips, and gently wiped it off, "I'm sorry."

The beautiful green eyes were slightly rounded, Wang Yuehuali was taken aback by surprise, and reflexively wanted to take a step back.

"Miss, be careful."

The waiter behind him who was bringing desserts reminded him in a panic, thinking of the consequences if the customer's clothes were dirty if the service was not thoughtful, he was so frightened that his complexion faintly fainted.

He quickly grabbed Mochiyue Huali in front of him, and a smile quickly flashed across the bottom of Baima Tan's eyes, but he still looked at the waiter who almost bumped into the girl with a serious and upright look on his face, "Please be careful .”

Carefully put the dessert on the table, the waiter who obviously came to work as a temporary worker put away the tray in his hand, bowed down and apologized repeatedly, "Sorry for disturbing your experience with the lady."

"It's not your fault, it's my fault."

Mochizuki Huali turned slightly, a gentle apology appeared on her pretty face, "I'm sorry."

Facing the girl's gentle green eyes like water, the young waiter, who was not much older at all, blushed slightly, and bowed abruptly. He stammered and whispered, "No, it's okay, I was not careful."

"Mochizuki, are you okay?"

The sound of warm breathing was close to my ears, not to mention Mochizuki Huali, even Keigo Atobe, who was a little confused on the other end of the phone, heard the amplified male voice suddenly coming from the microphone, The delicate handsome face couldn't help but tense up.

Suppressing the floating dark color in his eyes, Atobe Keigo still maintained his usual gorgeous and arrogant tone and asked with concern, "Hua Li, what happened to you?"

"fine."

Mochizuki Huali took half a step back to distance herself from Baima Tan, and shook her head with a gentle smile on her brows.I don't know whether it is Keigo Atobe who is answering the phone, or the boy with brown hair in front of him.

Tan Baima quickly let go of his hand in a gentlemanly manner, clenched his right hand slightly behind him, and nodded naturally, "That's good."

"Shh!"

The closed classroom door was suddenly pulled open from the outside. Seeing the familiar Takahiro Kawaji standing in front of the door with a paralyzed face, the noisy classroom immediately became quiet as if frozen in an instant. .

"Excuse me, I want to find Mochizuki Huali."

Kaji Takahiro Furui Wubo's eyes looked exactly at the girl with light blond hair who was sitting in the front row of the classroom and was writing a book.

Hearing her own name keenly, Mochizuki Huali felt the excessive silence in the classroom belatedly.

Breaking her attention away from the headache-inducing chemistry homework, the girl raised her head as if aware of it, "Senior Huadi."

Putting down the black pen she was holding and closing the homework book, Mochizuki Huali didn't ask any questions in front of her classmates, she got up and walked out of the classroom.

She doesn't have any personal relationship with Huadi-senpai, and the only possible intersection is obviously Atobe-senpai...

The roof of the senior teaching building of Ice Emperor Academy has always been the territory of the main players of the tennis club.

Mochizuki Huali has been famous for a long time. It is said that the view from the rooftop is extremely wide, and you can even vaguely see the Tokyo Tower standing far away in the city, but you have not been able to see it all the time.

A small white jade-like hand stuck to the door of the roof, Mochizuki Huali pushed gently, and the door in front of her opened.

The warm breeze is blowing, and the scenery on the roof is almost unobstructed.

Looking left and right at the apparently empty rooftop, Mochizuki Huali blinked her eyes in confusion, and after some thought, she raised her leg and stepped in.

"Senior Jingwu?"

On the empty rooftop, except for the occasional slight movement when the breeze blew, only the girl's gentle voice sounded clearly, it was too quiet.

A pair of powerful arms came up from behind unexpectedly, and the boy's warm body was intimately attached to the slender girl in front of him.

Atobe Keigo lowered his head, and a gorgeous and tender voice came from behind Mochizuki Huali, "Huali."

The heart seemed to stop beating suddenly at a certain moment, Mochizuki Huali's emerald-like eyes opened slightly, and the whole person was frightened and froze in place.

"Did I scare you?"

Atobe Keigo buried his purple-gray head in Mochizuki Huali's soft and fragrant neck, turned his head and gently pecked and kissed the girl's white earlobe, and hooked the corners of his lips quite unexpectedly.

"Senior Jingwu."

Mochizuki Huali, who has always been gentle, was really a little angry. The girl's white and tender cheeks puffed up slightly, and her originally gentle voice couldn't help but raise a little.

"Really angry?"

Atobe Keigo put his hand on Mochizuki Huali's weak right shoulder, forcing the girl who was rarely angry in her arms to turn slightly and face him.

Raising his hand to gently touch the girl's fair and soft face, Atobe Jingwu's dark blue eyes flashed a smile, "I didn't mean it."

"Not angry."

Mochizuki Huali raised her eyes and looked seriously at the young man's exquisite phoenix eyes, the expression on her small face was still somewhat lingeringly depressed, "But it's not right for Senior Jingwu to be scary behind his back."

"Ahhh."

The slender fingertips were still stroking the girl's tender cheeks affectionately, Atobe Keigo nodded obediently, "The next time I want to hug you, I will tell you in advance."

"...It's not about this."

Mochizuki Huali pursed her red lips, feeling that Senior Atobe was deliberately distorting her meaning.

"Then Huali wants me to hug you face to face?"

The slender boy leaned against the wall on the inner side of the roof with the delicate girl in his arms pressed against his back, and there was an obvious teasing in his gorgeous voice. Keigo Atobe lowered his head and his dark blue pupils deepened slightly.

As if she was in a magnificent sea, Mochizuki Huali bit her lip shyly, her eyes couldn't help avoiding the boy's extraordinarily straightforward gaze.

"Senior Jingwu knows, that's not what I meant."

"My uncle doesn't know."

The sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, Atobe Keigo raised his hand and gently pinched the girl's small chin, his dark blue eyes were so deep that ink dripped out, "Hua Li, I can kiss you ?"

Before the girl could refuse, the tall boy directly lowered his face, and pressed directly on the girl's rose-like red lips.

"Well."

Mochizuki Huali's emerald eyes couldn't help but round up, subconsciously wanting to push away the domineering young man in front of him.

The lips gently caressed and sucked the girl's soft lips. As soon as Atobe Keigo raised his eyes, he met the girl's round green eyes that were frightened like a cat. He sighed in his heart, is he cruel? make up your mind.

The handsome face slightly distanced itself from Mochiyuehuali, and the purple-gray short-haired boy stretched out his hand and wrapped the girl in front of him into his arms forcefully, his originally peaceful breathing was a little short, "Huali, I won't force you."

In the ear was the sound of a boy beating a drum, Mochizuki Huali's hands could not help but tighten the school uniform on Keigo Atobe's chest, "I..."

In the chaotic mind, a pair of gentle and cold rose-red eyes flashed inadvertently, and Mochizuki Huali was stunned in disbelief.

She licked her slightly red and swollen lips, the girl's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and a small silhouette fell under her eyes, "...I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about."

Atobe Keigo rested his chin intimately on the girl's soft little head, and his exquisite phoenix eyes were slightly raised.

At least Huali didn't reject him, but tried to accept him...

"Hanagi, the qualifiers for the Tokyo metropolitan area are about to begin."

After calming down the unsteady atmosphere, Keigo Atobe suddenly changed the subject, "According to the annual practice, the tennis team's camp training has been put on the agenda."

"Please come on, victory belongs to the ice emperor."

Thinking of the huge support slogan of the Bingdi support group, Mochizuki Huali subconsciously replied.

"Hmm, victory naturally belongs to me."

Dazzling sunlight was dancing on the boy's purple-gray hair, and Keigo Atobe's proud and flamboyant eyebrows were full of absolute confidence.

The binoculars clearly reflected the tall figure of a purple-gray short-haired boy on the opposite rooftop, pressing down on a light-blond long-haired girl in his arms, as if kissing intimately.

A gleam of jealousy quickly flashed across Maeda Ikuko's eyes, she took a deep breath, and tried very hard to restrain the distorted expression on her face that was almost distorted by jealousy.

"Miss Lizi!"

Putting down the binoculars in her hand, Maeda Ikuko couldn't help but let out a short exclamation, and quickly turned around and said to Kawasaki Riko, who was resting on the bench with both hands, "The senior teaching building opposite is On the rooftop, it seems to be Atobe-senpai and Mochizuki Huali."

"Oh?"

Being exposed to the sun near noon, the drowsiness that had gathered in his mind disappeared in an instant. Riko Kawasaki narrowed his eyes slightly, sat up and took the telescope handed over by Ikuko Maeda to look over, "Well, it is indeed them."

"Atobe-kun is dating his little fiancee on the rooftop?"

Throwing back the binoculars in her hand to Ikuko Maeda who was standing beside her, Riko Kawasaki lay down lazily on the original bench again, narrowing her eyes slightly, "It's quite romantic."

Ikuko Maeda, "..."

Why is Riko Kawasaki's reaction completely different from what she imagined?

"Sister Riko, I remember you like Atobe-senpai, don't you?"

Moreover, he is also the kind of hard-core fan of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club support team. No matter who dares to say that he is not a senior of the Atobu, he can't wait to go up and tear the opposite side.

Maeda Ikuko pretended to be careless and flicked the twin ponytails on her head, and asked in a puzzled voice, "Seeing that Atobe-senpai and Mochizuki Hana are so close, I thought Sister Riko would be very angry?"

"What's the use of being angry and jealous."

Riko Kawasaki casually placed his left leg on his bent right leg, and swayed it loosely, "Since Atobe-kun said that Mochizuki Hana is his."

"Who dares to touch his fiancée? Not to mention the power of the Atobe consortium, even if it is Atobe-kun's undisputed status in Bingdi, jealousy is useless."

On this point, not only Riko Kawasaki, but anyone who is a fan of Keigo Atobe's support group can still be clear about it.

"That's right, I didn't even think of that."

Touching the back of his head with a smirk on his face, Yu Zi at the front desk suddenly realized and nodded, not forgetting his dog legs to express his loyalty, "You are indeed Miss Li Zi."

Putting the binoculars in front of her eyes and looking at the opposite rooftop, Ikuko Maeda turned around, and the expression on her face that had no intentions disappeared in an instant.

Riko Kawasaki is indeed a useless coward.

"Miss Li Zi."

Standing silently on the edge of the bench where Riko Kawasaki was lying, Tomoe Otake, who was wearing a dark gray ball hair, frowned and glanced at the back of Ikuko Maeda, who was lying in front of the railing not far away.

Waving his hands indifferently, Riko Kawasaki lazily turned sideways and changed to a lying position, "I know it well."

"Hi." Only then did Otake Youhui feel relieved, and continued to maintain the previous usual silence.

"Mochizuki be careful."

The whole body was embraced protectively by the boy, Mochizuki Huali raised her head, her green eyes widened in horror.

"Hmm."

Unable to bear a muffled grunt, Bai Matan lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his right arm that was directly cut open by the sharp scalpel, and bright red blood droplets gushed out continuously.

The original gentleness on the handsome young man's face was gone, and his light brown eyes were deep, "Dr. Yagi, the outside of the ward is surrounded by policemen, you have no way out, and arresting yourself is your only best choice."

"If I can hold you or the lady in your arms, maybe I will have a better choice."

The fingers in white gloves twirled nimbly and fiddled with the blood-stained scalpel, Yagi and Jiang smiled peacefully on his face, and his voice was still clear, just like when she was treating patients in the psychological clinic. warm.

Not wanting to drag the young man down, even though he was very concerned about the bloody cut on Bai Ma Tan's arm, Mochizuki Huali bit his lower lip, and hid peacefully behind the young man with a well-behaved appearance full of protection. In the arms of the symbol, there was silence.

Ignoring the bleeding arm, Tan Baima stroked the girl's soft light blonde hair soothingly, "Mochizuki, don't be afraid."

"Tatomo Nishino, who chopped up your brother, has long been punished. You transferred your revenge to Machiko Nishino, who is completely innocent. Haven't you thought about how your brother Shota Yagi, who is dependent on you, will spend the rest of his life if you are arrested for committing a crime? ?”

Tan Baima's voice was faint, and his oppressive gaze was on Yagi and Jiang.

"Don't worry about my brother."

The intentional smiles on Yagi and Jiang's faces froze slightly, and her younger brother Yagi Shota was obviously her absolute weakness.

"Since I have decided to make a move, I will naturally arrange for Shota's entire escape path for the rest of his life."

The corners of Baima Tan's lips twitched slightly, "The back road refers to those underground organizations you secretly contacted?"

"You have all investigated to this point."

Yagi and Jiang quickly and naturally put on a warm smile on their faces, and the scalpel between their fingers turned faster and faster, "It seems that I underestimated these useless policemen in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

From the corner of his eyes, he noticed the green radish vines in front of the window that seemed to be slightly shaken by the wind, and the white horse poked his dark blue eyes slightly, and continued to quietly chat with Yagi and Jiang Xu in front of him.

"Thanks to Yagi Shota, even though your younger brother is only nine years old, Dr. Yagi, he is sensible and doesn't want his favorite sister to go astray."

"Do you think I'll believe you if you say that?"

Yagi and Jiang lowered their faces expressionlessly, "Where is my Shota now, I know better than you."

"boom!"

The sound of glass breaking suddenly sounded in the direction near the window.

Almost without thinking, Baima Tan took advantage of the moment when Yagi and Jiang Lue were stunned, endured the pain on her right arm, and hit her fragile wrist with a knife unexpectedly, taking advantage of the opportunity to snatch a large part of Yagi and Jiang's hand. Menacing scalpel.

"Doctor Yagi, please catch him without a fight."

Detective Baima threw the scalpel to the other side of the room away from Yagi and Jiang, and watched the female police officer who had just slammed the glass window and barged in with a grabbing hand to directly control the criminal.

Regardless of the wound on his arm that had been gushing blood, he first lowered his head and gently comforted the girl in his arms, "It's okay, Mochizuki."

The emerald eyes seemed to be soaked in water, Wang Yuehuali pursed her red lips lightly, her beautiful eyes were slightly red, "it's Mr. Baima who has something to do."

The girl with light blond hair felt a little helpless and put her hand on Tan Baima's arm that was dripping with blood, "I'll call your doctor for you."

"It's troublesome."

Looking at the figure of the usually gentle and indifferent girl trotting out in a panic because of him, Bai Ma Tan's light brown eyes couldn't help but a gentle smile floated up.

"I don't remember your skill being so bad?"

Touching the beard on his lips, the police officer Mumu who just came in looked disapprovingly at the brown-haired boy standing in the room with his arms covered.

Gently withdrew his gaze from the door, Baima looked down at his arm, "It just looks serious."

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There is one more night, bald head.

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