[net king] light as fleeting

"Atobe-kun, can I give you the cake I made?" The girl who spoke lowered her head shyly, holding the sleeve of the girl next to her tightly.

"My uncle's group is also doing it." The implication of Atobe's words is that there is no need for such redundant actions from the girl, and he directly rejected the girl's kindness.

Seeing that the girl didn't have the slightest intention to back away, Atobe raised his eyebrows proudly, with a look of disdain on his face: "Don't stand in the way of my uncle when you have nothing to do."

"Yes, I'm sorry." The girl stepped back timidly, with tears in her big eyes.

Most of the girls in the cooking room were looking forward to the next development of the matter with the mentality of watching the show. Some girls who had planned to do so but hadn't acted could not help but secretly rejoice.

Atobe didn't seem to notice the girl's grievance, and leaned back on the chair to enjoy the campus scenery outside the window.Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Ri Fujiwara who was carefully putting the cake model into the oven in the corner.

There is a small smile on her lips, and she seems to be very keen on subjects like cooking.

"Okay, it's time."

"Wash your hands and go back to the classroom first, and then decorate the cake after it's baked."

Atobe stood up, cast a last look at the girl in the corner, and walked out of the cooking room with a proud posture.

"Xiao Li." Sakurai Azusa finished washing her face, revealing that innocent baby face again, leaning her head on Fujiwara Ri who was washing her hands.Lowering the volume as much as possible: "Atobe seemed to glance at you when he was about to leave the classroom."

"Is there?" Turning off the tap, Fujiwara Ri scanned the cooking room, but there was no sign of Atobe at all.

"He's gone." Sakurai Azusa said, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the water stains on Fujiwara Ri's face.

"Yeah." A short reply, just now Fujiwara Ri was taking care of putting the cake into the oven.She didn't pay attention to the scene just now, but it doesn't mean she didn't hear it.

"Atobe, Shan's tone of voice seems to be very angry."

"If he doesn't do this, many girls will think that he has a crush on them and climb up the ladder."

Fujiwara Ri lowered her head and pondered for a while, then admitted: "I don't understand."

"I didn't let you understand."

"..."

"Don't bully people." Yuzawa Natsuko patted Fujiwara Ri away, smiling treacherously at Sakurai Azusa: "I know she doesn't understand, but I deliberately said it so complicated."

…………

The pen holding the note in his hand stopped unconsciously, Fujiwara Ri stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.

I don't know how her mother is doing now.

She still remembers the moment when the flames of joy in her mother's eyes were instantly replaced by hatred.

"It smells so good." The little purple-haired girl raised her head and kept sniffing the slightly sweet fragrance wafting in the air.

"What did Mommy do?" The girl eagerly tried to pull the palms away from her eyes.

There was a big chocolate cake in front of him, with the words 'Xiao Li, happy birthday' written on it with cream.

"Happy birthday, do you like Xiaoli?"

The girl replied sweetly: "I like it."

"Come back to your senses. Fujiwara, Ri" a voice called her name came from her ear, Fujiwara tilted her head, and Sakurai Azusa was standing next to her, with a serious face on purpose.

"It's so distracting that I told you to ignore me for so long."

Youze Natsuko asked casually, "Why are you so engrossed in thinking of it?"

"Things from my childhood."

"You." Sakurai Azusa let out a long sigh, pulled Fujiwara Ri from the seat, and held Yuzawa Natsuko with the other hand: "Let's see if the cake is baked."

"Wait, what decoration are you going to add?"

"We can choose the decoration materials ourselves, whether we want to write or draw something on the cake."

"Then what should I write?" Yuzawa Natsuko leaned forward, and asked Fujiwara Ri, who was standing on the other side of Sakurai Azusa, who had never offered an opinion: "What does Ri think?"

"Write your name?"

"Writing names is not fun." Sakurai Azusa lowered her head and thought hard, as if she suddenly thought of something, her eyes sparkled: "Let's do graffiti, let's put it this way, Xiaoli is a cat. Then Xiazi is a wolf, Then I am..."

"Pig." Yuzawa Natsuko slapped down from behind Sakurai Azusa, directly pushed her down, looked at the stunned Fujiwara Ri and said with a smile, "Ri, tell me it looks like it."

Fujiwara Ri replied vaguely in a low voice: "Hmm... like."

"Xiaoli, how could you do this?" Sakurai Azusa quickly moved to the side, avoiding Yuzawa Natsuko's clutches.Walking against the other side of Fujiwara Ri, her cheeks puffed out with dissatisfaction.

……

"Mom, happy birthday."

The little girl in the memory carefully held the cake that she had made all afternoon, and ran to an open door.

He ran directly into the room, and originally planned to put it on the table because his small height could not reach the table, so he stood there in distress, thinking about how to surprise his mother.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing standing there?"

A gentle, pleasant voice came from the mouth of the woman behind her.The girl turned around and held the cake in front of the woman.

I thought it would be exchanged for a gentle smile, but the beautiful woman unexpectedly raised her hand and knocked the cake to the ground.

"Xiao Li, what did mother tell you? You should practice the piano when you have time."

"If you don't earnestly try to get his compliment next time, what if he doesn't come here in the future?"

The beautiful woman squatted down while talking, half-covered her face and buried herself on the girl's shoulder, sobbing softly.

When Fujiwara Ri lost her mind again, Sakurai Azusa gave up helping and focused on her movements.

Take a knife dipped in cream and slowly spread it on the cake.Fujiwara Ri didn't pay attention for a while, the knife almost cut her hand, and Sakurai Azusa snatched it away quickly.

"Idiot, what should I do if I get cut."

Being scolded for no reason, Fujiwara Ri looked at her empty hands and then at the knife in Azusa Sakurai's hand before realizing: "I'm distracted again."

"Li, go and put some cream on the other cake. I'll get it here."

Natsuko Tomozawa put down the fruit bowl she was holding, walked over and pushed Fujiwara Ri to another cake: "Decorate it beautifully."

"it is good."

…………

"I'm thinking about something else, can't you pay attention to my surroundings for my uncle?"

Fujiwara Ri turned her head following the sound, and Atobe stood halfway against the door, with an impatience of being ignored all the time on her face.

"When was Atobe here?"

Atobe didn't answer and went directly to the desk in front of Fujiwara Ri, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"Where's the cake?"

"Do you want Atobe?"

"Didn't you plan to give it to my uncle?"

really.When cutting the cake, Fujiwara Ri thought of giving it to Atobe to try.

But thinking of Yuzawa Natsuko's reminder, he gave up.

Atobe gracefully enjoyed a small piece of cake placed in front of him, noticing the girl's gaze staring at him, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm fascinated by me?"

Fujiwara Ri shook her head honestly: "I just want to ask you if it tastes good?"

"..." The movement of the hand paused for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth twitched faintly, showing a look of disgust: "Barely able to enter."

"Then can I treat Huadi to eat?"

Atobe turned his head and looked at Huadi: "Huadi, take it if you want it."

"Yes."

"Atobe." Fujiwara Ri whispered to Atobe who was eating cake.The latter put down the fork in his hand and waited silently for her next words.

"If you are willing to help someone achieve what she wants all the time, it will make her happy, right?"

Atobe replied leisurely: "That's something a fool would do."

"Why, that's what it says in the book." Fujiwara Ri still agrees with the truth of the books he has read.

"Will you feel happy doing things for her all the time? Even if it's the last thing you don't want to do? Can you be sure that what you do can make her happy?" Atobe looked at Fujiwara who suddenly lowered his head Li paused for a moment before continuing, "That's just your own fantasy."

"Maybe..." Biting her lower lip, Fujiwara Ri replied with a faint unwillingness.

Xianghi and Shinozu went out together to look for Jirou who was escaping from the club, and before he even got close to the tennis club, he noticed what Huachi was carrying in his hand, and started yelling loudly.

"Why do you have cake, Huadi?"

"It was made in the cooking class, Atobe seems to have cooking in your class today, did you do it?"

"I don't have the leisure time to do this kind of thing." Atobe leaned on the chair and looked at the members on the tennis court who were training basic swings.

Seeing that it was difficult to get words out of Atobe, Shinobu quickly shifted his target, walked up to Huachi and asked in a low voice, "Huadi. A gift from a girl?"

Huadi replied mechanically: "Yes."

"That girl?" Xiang Ri also leaned over with wide and curious eyes.

"Yes……"

"I know, the classes of the first and second groups of the third year are cooking together." Smelling the aroma of the cake, Cilang also squeezed towards Huadi.

He tugged on Huadi's sleeve, and said in a soft, glutinous rice-like voice that was coquettish: "Huadi, share with me."

"Yes……"

"I want it too, and Huadi will give me some too."

The two foodies over there were scrambling for the cake, and Renzu walked quietly towards Atobe, who was leaning on the chair leisurely: "Pengren, the first team and the second team."

"Ah? No way?"

"That's not true." Renzu pushed his glasses, pretending to be ignorant: "Does Xiaojing feel that you are late for a long time today?"

"I did not think."

"Then do you feel that there are more people you follow recently?" Renzu smiled slyly, like a fox who is scheming: "Are you trying to persuade that girl to enter the women's net?" Or is there another purpose?"

"It seems that my uncle is too neglecting the amount of training in the main election, so that you can stand here with such free time."

"...Hey, you can't feed like this."

"It's okay if I don't say it."

I really can't take a joke.

The ninja boy who almost got into trouble ran away from Atobe to keep a distance.