[net king] light as fleeting

Atobe ignored the surprised eyes of the girls around him, and walked through the aisle as if no one was there, holding Fujiwara Ri in his arms.

Walking to the door of a dormitory, I just ran into Natsuko Yuzawa who opened the door and came out.It was because she thought that perhaps Fujiwara Ri hadn't left the dormitory building, so she thought of going back to the room to see it again.

"Li, hurt your foot? Is there any serious problem?"

"Get out of the way first." Atobe looked at Yuzawa Natsuko who was blocking the door expressionlessly, neither of them would pay attention to the situation, he would eat up Fujiwara.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yuzawa Natsuko stepped back while raising her hand, and pointed to the bed beside her: "Ri's bed is that one."

Atobe walked over a few steps, put down Fujiwara Ri and stood against him, and lifted the quilt with one hand.Then picked her up and put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt by the way.

After completing this series of actions, he turned his head and saw Youzawa Natsuko who was standing in the same place, looking petrified, and said, "Take care of her."

"This is necessary. It's late, Atobe-kun is a dormitory for girls."

Before Atobe could take a step, his sleeve was pulled and he retracted his left foot: "What's wrong?"

"Good night Atobe."

"Good night."

The hand holding the clothes slipped, Atobe walked out of the room, closed the door and left.

"Is Li's injury serious? Does it hurt?"

After Atobe walked away, Yuzawa Natsuko finally asked out the worries simmering in her heart.After a long sigh of relief, she sat down beside Fujiwara Ri's bed.

"It's just a sprain, it doesn't hurt."

When the wound was bandaged, her face turned pale from the pain, Fujiwara Ri still shook her head lightly, not wanting Natsuko Tomozawa to worry too much about her.

"Then sleep with your eyes closed, and wake me up when you wake up in the middle of the night and feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah." Maybe it was too much physical exertion, Fujiwara Ri nodded and closed his eyes lightly to sleep.

The loud noise of "Boom..." startled Fujiwara Ri's pupils wide, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time without recovering.

"You idiot, Xiaoli, you ran into the forest in the middle of the night to look for a gift I randomly gave you. You deserve the injury."

Sakurai Azusa angrily ran to Fujiwara Ri's bed, pointed at her nose and yelled loudly.

"Be quiet and let the wounded sleep well."

Sakurai Azusa turned her head to argue with Yuzawa Natsuko with a dissatisfied face: "Natsuko, don't you think Xiaoli is so stupid!"

"I want to cherish the gifts from important people, and I will be anxious if I lose them, that's what Li thinks." Smiling at Fujiwara Ri on the bed, Yuzawa Natsuko slowly poured water for herself while drinking.

"Is Li thirsty?"

"will not."

……

The training started early in the morning, and Fujiwara Ri leaned against the trunk of a tree not far from the dormitory building, folding origami in boredom.The note used was Azusa Sakurai who got up early and took a book and tore it into small strips for her to play with, fearing that she would be bored alone.

The green leaves on the head block most of the sunlight, and some sunlight still falls on the ground through the gaps of the leaves.When the summer wind blows over the leaves, the light spots on the ground will shake with it.

Stopping the origami in his hand, Fujiwara Ri leaned his head on the tree trunk, staring at the blue sky.

Actually, she lied.to anyone.

The hair tie that Azusa Sakurai gave her was not dropped when she was picking mushrooms.

Because she cherishes it very much, she usually wears it on her hand even if she doesn't tie her hair.

So during the picnic, when she was helping to wash things, she took them off her hands and put them aside for fear of being damaged by water. It was probably taken away by someone at that time.

"You were injured on the first day here, you really set a new record."

A familiar figure was walking towards Fujiwara Ri, walked to her side and sat down, gently raised his hand to sweep the scattered origami into a pile.

"Why is Atobe here?" Fujiwara Ri tilted her head and stared blankly at the approaching figure of Atobe, and she didn't come back to herself until Atobe spoke.

Atobe responded lightly: "I'm injured, can't you tell?"

"Injured? Seriously?"

Hearing the injury, Fujiwara Ri hurriedly wanted to stand up, but was pushed back to the original place by Atobe with one hand.

"Sit down and forget about your own injury?"

Fujiwara Ri leaned back on the tree trunk and looked sideways at Atobe: "Where is Atobe injured?"

"Foot problem. You forgot who carried you back last night."

Fujiwara Ri could easily see that when Atobe was explaining the reason, he tilted his head awkwardly, and his eyes did not stay on her side.

"Atobe, these are for you."

Fujiwara Ri folded the folded paper leaves on the ground and put them in Atobe's hands, closing his fingers for him.

"What does my uncle want you to do?" Saying so, Atobe still withdrew his hand and looked carefully at the origami in his hand.Although they are all simple and the same graphics, I have to say that Fujiwara Ri is really well folded.

Atobe picked up a few pieces of paper that were piled on the grass, and asked Ri Fujiwara, who lowered his head and carefully folded them: "Are these all to be folded?"

"En." Nodding in response, Fujiwara Ri's hands continued to move.

"Are you going to stay here all day?"

"Ah."

"Wouldn't it be boring to fold like this all the time?"

"No." Fujiwara Ri put the newly folded paper in Atobe's hand, took a piece of paper tape and folded again: "I'm used to it."

Atobe raised his hand slightly, watching Fujiwara put each sheet into his hand after folding.Until it finally couldn't fit any more, a small pile of origami slipped down on the grass at the same time, making a soft 'snap' sound.

"I can't put it down, but there are still many unfolded." Fujiwara Ri looked at the fallen origami, then looked at the remaining paper tape, and murmured in a low voice.

Hearing this, three black lines slid down Atobe's forehead.

... This woman took his hand for something.

He secretly regretted why he had nothing to do and pretended to be injured and sat here with her.

If this woman doesn't look at her, she will immediately become the target of others' attacks.

Atobe was silently doing psychological construction, but did not intend to go deep into the real reason why he wanted him to stay here voluntarily.

Looking at the people around me, they are still trying to figure out what to do with the remaining paper and whether they should continue to fold it.Atobe asked casually, "Can the phone be used?"

He had guessed the answer in his heart, and when Fujiwara Ri shook his head, Atobe didn't say anything against her as usual: "Did you bring it with you?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Ri handed out the phone and put it in Atobe's hand.

"This button is for answering, and it can also be turned off. Answering the call is a green button, just press it once..."

The deep and charming voice explained word by word, like a gentle piece of music, which was passed into Fujiwara Ri's ears.