Peach Blossom Debt

Annoyed but unable to say anything.

Because, she was saying - this is the right hand for playing tennis.

The last words she said before she passed out were: "Master Atobe, the tennis match is about to start..."

If anything happens to Keigo Atobe's right hand at the end of May, it will have an extremely bad impact on the upcoming Tokyo Tennis Tournament in June—but that's not what Bei Guran wants to express...

The worst thing is not the possible impact of the minister's inability to play on the Ice Emperor Tennis Club, but that he, Keigo Atobe, lost the rare opportunity to compete with others this year.

Atobe Keigo straightened his lips, his brows were full of sharpness and haze.

He didn't know if his guess was right, but he just vaguely felt that the look in her eyes before she fell meant...

——Hey, Keigo Atobe, you seem to care about tennis.

——I’ll be disappointed if I can’t participate in this game due to my right hand injury.

Atobe Keigo lowered his eyes.

I have to admit that his current strong emotion is not anger or anger, but a kind of inexplicable shock—maybe not to this extent, more accurately, it may be shock.

So when he watched her fall down so straight, he was also at a loss for a moment.

"Master Jingwu, that lady is awake." A maid dressed as a maid stood aside at some point and said softly to Atobe Jingwu.

"..." Keigo Atobe's expression froze, and his eyes were sharp and awe-inspiring when he got up.

With a cold expression on his face, he walked upstairs unhurriedly.

However, the closer you get to the room, the more clearly you can feel that strong emotion colliding with something.

Until he pushed open the door and saw the girl sitting on the bed seemed to be touching her ear with her left hand and saying something, and his right arm seemed to be scalded again, which made people startled.

Obviously it was just a very faint feeling at that moment, no different from when he grabbed her arm. It was not something that could make him artificial and emotional—but because of her words, her attitude, her intentions The pointing, the warm and soft touch left at that time, seemed to be deliberately and viciously pressed on the heart, gently and delicately teasing the nerve endings, resulting in a strange burning sensation.

Standing at the door, Atobe Jingwu saw Bei Guran raise his eyes as if aware of it.

It was still so cold and cold.

Those strong emotions collided with the image of her calmly grabbing his right hand.

Atobe Keigo just crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, lifted his chin slightly, and raised an extremely arrogant and eye-catching smile.

"It seems that the vitality is quite strong." He said leisurely.

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 3.4

When Bei Guran woke up from his lethargy, his first reaction was that it was bad.

Isn't that obvious.

How could she, a pseudo-cardiac patient, be seriously injured and go to the hospital for an examination. Her heart is not as bad as Superman's and it's not so bad. This time it must be revealed.

Bei Guran slowly opened his eyes, his expression still calm.

The light in the room was not glaring, it seemed as if the curtains were drawn, and it fell softly on the eyelids.

The smell lingering at the tip of the nose is not pungent, nor does it have the particularly unpleasant smell of disinfectant water. Instead, it has a soft and faint floral fragrance, like the strong fragrance of roses after being diluted.

She took a shallow breath, the feeling of softness, including the mattress against her back and the smell pouring into her nasal cavity, was incredibly soft.

It's a warm softness that's easy to immerse yourself in.

For a moment, she even felt that she was back on her big bed.

Bei Guran opened his eyes suddenly, and all the daze and confusion in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a cold gleam, rational and sober.

In front of you is an extremely ornate ceiling.

She froze for a while, unable to recover from the shocking ceiling for a long time.

So life is really a mixed bag.

It felt good not waking up in the hospital - but this strange place didn't seem like a good place either.

Where is this place, this point can be guessed with the knees.

She slowly felt the sensation coming from her body, and the end of the pain seemed to slowly regain her spirit as she woke up, slowly and slowly breaking into her cerebral cortex.Bei Guran first moved her right hand subconsciously. The right arm was heavy, probably bound with a plaster cast. While judging, she supported herself with her left hand and sat up, leaning on the pillow, and reached for her mobile phone from her pants pocket, but she The first thing she pulled out was her wireless earphones.

Forget it makes no difference.

She fiddled with the earphones with one hand for a while, then put them on.

There was a buzzing sound from the earphones.

"Watanabe Yumi." Bei Guran said lightly.

"..." There was no sound in the earphones, only the occasional buzzing sound.

"I know you are wearing earphones." Bei Guran still spoke calmly, confident and natural, it was not difficult for her to guess what was going on, "Even if you want to unplug it now, it's useless."

"It's really difficult to hide it from you." After a while, Watanabe's voice was not as clear as running water.

"You know from the beginning that it's impossible to do this, and you've shown your IQ." Bei Guran said flatly, with little emotion.

"..." Yumi Watanabe paused, "You have been abused, so you want to abuse me?"

"Well, I was dazzled by treasures in the Atobe House, and my spirit was abused, and I am asking for spiritual repayment from one of the culprits who caused this evil result." Bei Guran said without breathing, and said flatly The weather is really nice today.

"Where am I one of the culprits that caused this evil result." Watanabe Yumi found the point from her circling words.

"Originally, you should handle the discharge procedures for me and take me back." Bei Guran said.

"Didn't you see the face of the owner of the Atobe house who dazzled your eyes? If I took you away in that situation, I might be sunk in Tokyo Bay, and it would be seconds Something." Yumi Watanabe said, with a smile in his voice, which made people involuntarily picture his lazy appearance in his mind.

Bei Guran was silent for a moment, and said in a light tone, "I can let your body sink into Tokyo Bay right now."

"This is really bad news." Watanabe Yumi seemed to raise his voice and said, "Could you have been fed a three-kilogram dynamite bag by that rich young master Atobe? It’s priceless, and most people can’t afford it and can’t buy it.”

"I'm considering feeding you three kilograms." Bei Guran said earnestly, holding on to the headset.

"Pfft..." Ma Cangruo, who was eavesdropping, revealed his secret.

"Gu Ran, are you okay?" Qian Yushang's gentle voice came in.

"Maybe it's not very good." Bei Guran said.

"Huh?" Qian Yushang replied quite puzzled, "Is there any discomfort, an injury on your body?" She was very worried.

"No, I just saw this place—" Bei Guran paused, and glanced at the big bed, bedside table, tables and chairs where she was half-sitting and half-lying, narrowing her eyes slightly, her indifferent expression seemed to be somewhat comfortable, The tone was still cold, "I want to buy the Atobe House. The bedrooms here meet the standards of Buckingham Palace that I can live in."

"..." There was a moment of dead silence in the earphones.

Bei Guran tilted his head, and looked at the whole room indifferently.

She really likes this room, including the soft light today and the soft and light floral fragrance in the room.

"Bei Guran." Ma Cangruo called.

"Huh?" Bei Guran replied casually, "Is there any question?"

"There are not a few women who have entered the Atobe house, but you are the only woman who wants to buy the entire Atobe house instead of climbing on Master Atobe's bed." Asakura said seriously.

"First, think about bed climbing at the age of 15, have you been playing adult games recently, Asakura Waka; second, the person who first considers bed climbing when entering Atobe House should also be the current director of Atobe House Keigo Atobe's father, I don't think being too precocious is a reasonable thing for teenagers. Keigo Atobe's thoughts are as pure as an unopened napkin. He is quite innocent and cannot be used as a bed crawler; third, I don't think it's a fantasy to buy the Atobe House." Bei Guran replied indifferently

"..." There was a dead silence in the earphone for the second time.

Judging from her gambling luck and ability to make money, it is indeed not a fairy tale-the wrong point seems to be shifted.

Qian Yushang laughed out loud in the earphones, very happy.

"Additionally, you are the only woman who can compare Keigo Atobe's thoughts to unopened napkins." Watanabe said seriously.

"It's a great honor to be praised." Bei Guran said.

She lowered her eyes, and her left hand, which was holding the earphone, passed her cheek inadvertently.

Bei Guran was startled, then frowned slightly, and put the back of his hand to his cheek seriously, as if he was confused.

Slightly hot.

"...Bei Guran, are you listening?" Watanabe Yumi called.

"..." Bei Guran came back to his senses, "Huh?"

"Our Peach Blossom Wine team leader asked you if you would accept that strange commission, but you haven't given an answer." Yumi Watanabe said, with a slightly provocative tone, "You don't want to save the person who lives in Atobe? That young master in Buckingham Palace, put his brains into it, too."

"If the brain is only for comparison with your tofu dregs, it doesn't matter if you use it." Bei Guran said indifferently, "Is the person who sent the commission is Terao Sota's girlfriend?"

"Gu Ran, how do you know—" Qian Yushang paused subconsciously in surprise.

"Obviously, the divine skills have to show their power again." Ma Cangruo complained.

"I checked the IP that sent the post, and then found the corresponding student profile, Man Masaki, a three-year-old, and Terao Sota are boyfriend and girlfriend." Qian Yushang's tone was light and gentle.

"..." Bei Guran didn't speak for a while, his expression was light and thoughtful.

The earphones became quiet, as if everyone knew or subconsciously didn't want to disturb Bei Guran's thinking.

The tip of her left finger, which was covering the earphone, tapped lightly on the pinna, slowly, slowly and without rhythm.

The look is in a trance, the academic performance has declined, and the work of the student union has not been done well...

"Peach Blossom Wine, check the situation at Terao Sota's house." Bei Guran said succinctly.

In the sense of the code name, it's time to work.

Qian Yushang replied quickly, and there was a faint sound of keyboard tapping from the earphone, "Terao Sota, his father is a company employee, with better work ability, higher income, and a harmonious family—" She paused, "There is nothing unusual about it."

"..." Bei Guran seemed to be leaning on the pillow a little tiredly. The pillow was not well cushioned, and this sitting position was a bit tiring.

She was silent for a while, and then asked: "I remember you said that Man Masaki said that he couldn't care about Terao Sota? No?"

"Yes, that's how she replied." Qian Yushang replied.

"Check out Masaki's family situation, especially the relationship between parents." Bei Guran narrowed his eyes slightly, and issued a second order, "Peach Blossom Sword, go to Oshii Tomoya and a few other friends of Terao Sota's in Class E of the third year. There is a way to confirm whether Mitsuki and Terao Sota have broken up, you are at school."

"..." Watanabe Yumi seemed to be stunned before answering, "Okay." Then he asked curiously, "What did you guess? Where did the idea of ​​breaking up come from. "

"A 15-year-old boy with a harmonious family, excellent studies, an excellent job, and a happy relationship suddenly dropped his academic performance and made mistakes at work. Either something happened at home or he was broken in love." Bei Guran's tone was light, as if stating that she had already Know the facts.

"It's really like that." Ma Cangruo said, "It's impossible to refute."

"..." Bei Guran closed his eyes, looking a little tired.

Sitting like this is tiring, but lying down seems to be difficult.

She glanced at the watch on her left hand.

"Man Zhenshu's parents are divorced. It's strange. The neighbors agree that her parents are a model couple with a strong relationship." Qian Yushang's voice sounded.

"It's like a chain reaction. Is this going to destroy love?" Watanabe Yumi's voice also appeared, "It is true that Mitsuki and Terao Sota broke up. What's more interesting is that everyone thinks that they just It's just a quarrel that will soon be reconciled."

"It's not surprising, the relationship between the two is very good." Bei Guran said slowly.

"How can we break up like that? Man Masaki's parents are divorced. This is the time when Sota Terao is needed." Asakura asked back.

"The one who proposed to break up was probably Man Zhenshu, probably because the happy and happy family she had always believed in was suddenly broken up, and the model couple she had always been—her parents divorced without warning, which shocked her and caused her doubts about love. Already." Bei Guran made a conclusion, which is well-founded and seems to be nonsense, but it makes people believe it involuntarily.

"But the meaning of seeing Man Masaki's post doesn't seem like someone who proposed to break up." Qian Yushang was also a little puzzled.

"..." Bei Guran glanced at the door of the room, and noticed a maid wearing a maid's outfit passing by, and also noticed her sobriety.

In this way, Keigo Atobe will soon know that she is sober.

"Peach Blossom Fan, how do you deal with this commission?" Qian Yushang asked softly.

"Peach Blossom Knife, go ask Terao Sota if he would like to play a play for Man Zhenshu." Bei Guran's tone was still unhurried, "Peach Blossom Spring, wear women's clothes, um, heighten up a little."

"Hey!" Ma Cangruo wanted to get angry.

"Aren't you sure that he will agree to act?" Watanabe smiled.

"It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to, anyway, it's normal for Taohuachun to wear women's clothing." Bei Guran said indifferently.

Watanabe Yumi smiled and said, "So, what play?"

"Stimulate Man Zhenshu, who is duplicity, has deep feelings but insists on breaking up." Bei Guran's tone was flat, "Ma Cangruo, it shouldn't be difficult to play the role of an admirer."

"Even if it's difficult, you don't care about it. Last time I even let me play the dead." Ma Cangruo complained.

"Very good self-knowledge." Bei Guran said.

"Hey, you're sure you won't be self-defeating." Watanabe Yumi said, "What if she gives up at ease because Terao Sota has an admirer."

"First, you have underestimated the 15-year-old girl's obsession with her first love; second, the girl who sends this kind of help post is revealing her thoughts that she never forgets. It's better to wake up early if she is duplicity; third, if it's self-defeating , and also answered her request to temporarily care about that Terao Cangtai—well, Peach Blossom Wine remember to ask her for a certain fee." Bei Guran rubbed his left ear, his tone was so calm that he couldn't tell his emotions, if she had any Suju raised his eyes, and happened to meet the sharp phoenix eyes of Keigo Atobe who had been standing at the door at some time.

Her expression remained unchanged, her voice was steady, "The fee for this performance will be charged to Sota Terao."

"Are you taking this opportunity to ask for the debt he caused you to be injured...?" Watanabe Yumi was still talking.

But Bei Guran had already taken off the earphones and stuffed them into his trouser pocket.

"It seems that the vitality is quite strong." That special voice said so.

Atobe Keigo crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, lifted his chin slightly, and smiled arrogantly.

Bei Guran tilted his head, and said in a light tone, "I have half my life, how much does Master Atobe plan to repay?"

"..." Keigo Atobe paused for a moment, his tone raised slightly, "How much do you plan to pay for living in the Atobe house once?"

There seemed to be a slight smile on Bei Guran's eyebrows and eyes, and his expression remained calm, "Bringing the comatose and unconscious girl home without considering her opinion, how much is Master Atobe planning to pay back?"

Atobe Keigo stepped forward, his eyes sharp and awe-inspiring, "Send a girl who is causing trouble to the hospital, have a check-up, pay for the medical expenses, go through the discharge process, and arrange for a place that doesn't smell like a hospital—how much do you plan to use?" Pay?" His voice is like the end of a deep and elegant cello, moving smoothly and gorgeously, which is moving and beautiful.

Before Bei Guran could speak, Atobe Keigo was already standing beside Bei Guran, stretched out one hand to support her shoulder, and put the other hand through her waist.

That gesture was very close, like a hug.

The warm breathing air seemed to brush against the tip of the side ear, warm and gentle.

He reached out and raised the pillow behind her a little higher.

"..." Bei Guran was startled, leaning on the pillow, the position was just right.

Atobe Keigo took a step back and looked down at her thoughtfully.The slightly drooping phoenix eyes concealed the common sharp light, and the luxurious and delicate eyebrows suddenly softened.

Seemingly staring at her for a while, he tilted his head, "It's really not gorgeous to make yourself like this."

"It's a pity that Master Atobe could have such an unglamorous opportunity." Bei Guran said.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

What was supposed to be a cold run seems to have created a strange awkward atmosphere between the two parties.

But soon this embarrassment was broken by Atobe Keigo.

"So the last time you didn't want me to see the heart test report in the hospital, and made me promise not to investigate the heart report results privately, is it because you don't have a heart attack?" Atobe Keigo took another step back, and directly Sitting down on the single sofa, crossing his legs, he spoke rather coldly, and his dark blue phoenix eyes shone with light that seemed deep and light.

His awe-inspiring aura like a blade was overwhelming, shockingly sharp.

"..." Bei Guran raised his eyes with a cold expression, "Master Atobe is so curious—"

"North Guran." Keigo Atobe interrupted her, his voice was still gorgeous and arrogant but showed a kind of coldness.

In an instant, the embarrassing and ambiguous atmosphere in the room was swept away, and instead, there was an undercurrent of turbulent tension.

It was as if the blade was colliding with the scabbard, making a crisp sound.

"..." Bei Guran looked at Atobe Jingwu's sharp but obscure eyes for a while, lowered his eyes, and sighed inaudibly, "Master Atobe must know?"

Atobe Keigo supported his face with one hand, his fingertips seemed to be inadvertently scratched the mole of tears at the corner of his eyes, and his gaze stayed on Bei Guran's slightly drooping eyes.

After a while, he got up and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Bei Guran blinked, then raised his head suddenly.

"It's past noon. You haven't eaten because you're in a coma. It's still early for dinner. You want to eat something." Keigo Atobe explained impatiently, but he didn't frown, and there was no haze between his brows. The gaze on her was as sharp and calm as ever, and still had an arrogant temperament and an arrogant demeanor.

However...a soft silhouette seemed to be cut out in the soft light of the room.

"Can I have curry beef rice?" Bei Guran asked seriously.

"Spicy food is not allowed." Keigo Atobe replied quickly.

"..." Bei Guran sat on the bed and raised his face to look at him.

"Only beef rice." Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows, "You scratched your arm and received a tetanus shot."

"Forget it, I like to eat according to order." Bei Guran's brows and eyes slightly curved.

"..." Atobe Keigo stood in front of the bed with his hands in his pockets, watching her smile lightly, and turned his gaze unnaturally, "Then have afternoon tea."

Bei Guran held his forehead with one hand and laughed muffled.

"You really are kidding me, sir."

"No, how could it be?"

☆, Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·C Entrustment Letter 3.5

If love is a big tree carefully watered and cultivated, then first love is a flower that blooms inadvertently, blooming in the best period of life.

At least the liking at that time, the obsession at that time, the stubbornness at that time, everything at that time - they were not willing to give up simply.Because everyone will use the most beautiful strokes to describe and outline the partner they like for the first time.

So when the sun was setting and Man Zhenshu hid behind the tree and looked at the beautiful boy in his heart who raised his eyebrows and smiled so brightly at the not tall but extremely cute long-haired girl, the man in his heart who had been pretending to be full The place that was full, the place that was carefully embraced by the young man, suddenly became empty, uncomfortable and bitter.

want to cry.

Man Zhenshu found out what a stupid idea she had, obviously it was her own choice.

Break up, leave, ask for help.

But at this moment, she couldn't bear the heat wave of jealousy gushing out from the bottom of her heart.

When she came back to her senses, Man Zhenshu had already called his name, the boy she loved deeply, he was outstanding, tall and straight, and he smiled especially brightly at her, like the boy who cleared up the whole sky.

"Cang Tai!" Man Zhenshu couldn't restrain her eyes from crying, yes, she has always been such a girl.

She is a cowardly and timid person, and she gave up on him at the slightest setback.

Obviously she likes him so much.

Terao Sota suddenly turned around, "..." He looked at her with bright eyes.

"..." Man Zhenshu took a step back in bewilderment.

Sota Terao had already run towards her and embraced her deeply.

"I'm sorry..." Man Zhenshu cried in his arms, "I'm sorry, I don't want to give up... I'm sorry Cang Tai... I can't give up... I was wrong, I can't do it..."

She is always very timid and cowardly, afraid that beautiful things will not come to the end, but—but...

Even if she is like this, she doesn't want to give up...

Sota Terao put his chin on the top of Masaki's head, curled his lips into a smile, "It's okay, this is exactly what I want." He whispered.

If you still like each other, don't give up easily.

Terao Sota saw from a distance the long-haired girl in a long skirt slowly walking under the tree, and Watanabe, who was sitting on the tree watching the situation, jumped down from the tree to join the girl.

He secretly waved at them, hugging Man Zhenshu with a bright smile.

--Thanks.from inner heart.

Watanabe Arimi tilted his head and read this sentence from Sota Terao's mouth.

"What are you looking at?" Waka Asakura glanced at Yumi Watanabe.

"Look at a good boy who has fallen into the arms of a soft girl." Watanabe Yumi shrugged and said, "Why do I feel that the existence of Peach Blossom Fan has gradually become a youth love protection team and a love counseling center."

"According to the rate that 70.00% of the troubles of teenagers come from love, I think the Peach Blossom Fan, which is originally a help center, is actually no different from the youth love protection team and love counseling center you mentioned." Asakang Ruo complained with a smile.

"Where did 70.00% come from?" Watanabe raised an eyebrow.

"Just saying it casually." When Ma Cangruo smiled, it was like a cat's mouth, "I'm not our peach blossom fan, do you think I can report a number that is not much different from the actual situation?"

"But her intuition is really as easy to use as a magic skill, coupled with her IQ, this time she hit all the shots again." Watanabe Arimi put his hands behind his head and walked slowly with Asakura Waka.

"She is a pervert whose IQ is different from ordinary people, not to mention that kind of intuition, whether there is anyone in this world who can control her is a problem, and she may not be able to get married in the future." Ma Cangruo commented casually .

"I don't know if anyone can stop her, but there is someone who can't lose to her." Watanabe raised his eyebrows and said.

"Who?" Ma Cangruo was slightly puzzled.

"Guess." Watanabe Yumi stroked his hair, smiling lazily.

"What's there to guess, do you think that people all over the world are as bored as you are playing with your painting and guessing?" Ma Cangruo snorted lightly, seeming not very happy.

Watanabe Yumi reached out to pat Asakura Waka on the shoulder, "Ah Ruo, it's not good for you to get angry so easily, so if you eat less butter, your brain will have too much sugar."

"It's much better than your brain that lacks sugar. By the way, you still owe me three cakes." Ma Cangruo said.

"Aruo," Watanabe called him seriously, and then said, "Actually, you look good in this long dress."

Asakura raised his foot and kicked Watanabe Yumi's calf, and he hit it with one blow.

Watanabe Yumi didn't care, and laughed softly.

"You have changed from Mensao to Mingsao." Ma Cangruo complained.

Watanabe put his hand on Asakurawaka's shoulder, arched his back slightly, "Actually, don't you know?"

"What?" Ruo Asakura hesitated for a second, then raised his eyebrows, his dark green eyes were rather deep, "You mean Keigo Atobe?"

Watanabe has not smiled meaningfully.

The sun was setting, and the night was gradually falling.

It is indeed Keigo Atobe.

If Bei Guran heard their conversation, he would definitely say so.

But she's not free right now, she's struggling with a steak, and has been fighting for a long time, with only one left hand-even though it's effortless, if it weren't for her lack of appetite, the steak would have been taken care of already. clean.Because the steak in front of her was obviously pre-processed and cut into small pieces that could be eaten directly.

As for who is so meticulous...

Bei Guran slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the young man who was sitting opposite and eating steak.

Even though he was just eating, his short purple-gray hair, dark blue eyes, and moles under the corners of his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and his gestures seemed to present the nobleness and elegance blended into his blood, just like walking out of Greek mythology. The elegant young man bloomed with incomparable radiance, dazzling and eye-catching.

Her gaze paused again on the steak that had been cut into small pieces in front of her.

Finally she sighed inaudibly.

So it must be extremely easy to be friends with Keigo Atobe.

But he showed his kindness and such quiet consideration, if she still speaks ill, it is her fault.

What a sharp and terrifying young man, she had known that Keigo Atobe was not only excellent, but also extremely strong in his grasp of human nature and psychology.

It is understandable that Atobe Keigo can become the king of the Ice Emperor.

Bei Guran put down his fork.

"If you don't like it, you can change it." Atobe Keigo seemed to have noticed her movements for the first time, and said.Although the two had always maintained good table manners at the table, they were silent, and even the sound of the fork hitting the plate was extremely small.

"No, it's enough." Bei Guran replied, "I'm already full."

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the dinner plate in front of Bei Guran—she only moved halfway.

"You probably ate too much afternoon tea." Keigo Atobe said unhurriedly, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his special and gorgeous voice.

"It's really a bit small." Bei Guran replied frankly.

"Are you afraid of gaining weight?" Keigo Atobe put down his knife and fork, resting his chin with one hand, smiling viciously on purpose.

"Well, I'm worried that I'll be in the car of the bad boy." Bei Guran said in a very serious tone.

Atobe Keigo was stunned, and quickly realized, "When will you give up telling bad jokes?" He said with a tail.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance until I die." The corners of Bei Guran's lips curved slightly.

"..." Atobe Keigo tilted his head and looked at her very faint smile.

It is still so indifferently beautiful, indifferent and cold, intertwined with a strange tranquility, as if there is nothing in this world that can move her, nothing can make her raise her brows slightly - so calm, not trapped by everything .

"Master Atobe, don't you have other things you want to ask?" Bei Guran asked softly.

"..." Keigo Atobe's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Bei Guran tapped the table with one finger, "I specially gave me a long time until dinner as a buffer. Master Atobe has something to say."

Atobe Keigo gently covered his face with one hand, revealing a pair of extremely sharp eyes, "Do you have any contact with Watanabe?" He said a declarative sentence.

"Yeah." Bei Guran replied calmly, "When did Master Atobe start to suspect this?"

"You had helpers when you challenged the support group, but your popularity doesn't seem to be so good." Keigo Atobe said unhurriedly.

That said, it's been suspicious since then.

"Indeed." Bei Guran still answered calmly.

"So you are indeed a member of that Peach Blossom Fan." Keigo Atobe narrowed his eyes slightly.

"..." Bei Guran blinked, with a calm expression, "It seems that Master Atobe knew about its existence a long time ago."

"Do you know where the Peach Blossom Fan, a secret society that only exists in Hyodi, came from?" Keigo Atobe asked her back.

"I would like to hear advice." Bei Guran said.

"The existence of the Peach Blossom Fan is a surprise, because it came from the Bingdi Student Union. It was founded by a vice president of the student union half a century ago, as a representative to deal with things that the student union cannot handle. The vice president of the student union who first founded it was named Shuiyue Taohua. It was eventually transformed into the current Taohua fan." Keigo Atobe said.

Bei Guran narrowed her eyes slightly, and tapped the tip of her left finger on the table, "Every peach blossom fan in the peach blossom fan is the vice president of the student union." She seemed to be guessing, but her tone was firm.

"Indeed." Keigo Atobe had a little appreciation in his eyes.

Bei Guran's expression remained unchanged.

That is to say, Watanabe Yumi had long been sure that one day she would agree to him to join Peach Blossom Fan and become Peach Blossom Fan, and proposed the deal of making her the vice president of the student union.

It's very interesting, to be defeated by him so calmly.

Bei Guran's lips seemed to have a very shallow arc.

"Watanabe Yumi was trying to test my uncle last semester because of the Peach Blossom Fan, and you had an intersection with him after that, and finally joined the Peach Blossom Fan." Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows and said, with a tone like Everything is under his control.

"Although the young master of this kind of deeds should ask him for proof, but I just happen to be in a good mood today, and I can tell the young master that the answer is," Bei Guran tilted his head, and said in a light tone, "It is true." But then her eyebrows slightly twitched Moving, his eyes paused on the smile on the corner of Atobe Keigo's lips, "Master Atobe should not want to ask these, isn't it?"

Keigo Atobe ran his fingertips across his hair, and his voice was slightly lowered, "What I want to ask is, is the Peach Blossom Fan in your hands or Watanabe's?"

"..." Bei Guran was silent for a while, and met Atobe Jingwu's always sharp eyes.

"I am Peach Blossom Fan, and he is the head of the club." She said coldly.

Atobe Keigo realized what she meant almost immediately, and laughed in a low voice.

The laughter was deep and extremely joyful.

She is saying that the command is hers, and she has the final say on the action instructions, but the club is owned by Watanabe Yumi, and if something goes wrong, he is looking for him.

Really cunning.

"Let's go, I will take you back." Keigo Atobe stood up and went to pull a chair for her. "Go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow."

Bei Guran frowned slightly, glanced at the hanging right arm, and smoothed the center of her eyebrows, without refuting - just because she hates going to the hospital doesn't mean she doesn't understand that injuries should be treated in time.

"Tomorrow we will start preparing for the exchange meeting of the preschool education department, junior high school department, high school department, and university department." Bei Guran stood up and mentioned this matter, and glanced at Atobe Keigo's arm—not actively reaching out to help her, but subtly There was a circle between his arm and her, keeping a little distance but making sure that he could shoot in time when an accident happened.

"You don't have to worry about this matter." Atobe Keigo tilted his head, as if he understood what she meant, "I will handle it."

Bei Guran's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was flat, "The Tokyo metropolitan competition will be held in mid-June."

"I don't need to play until the Kanto Conference in July." Atobe Keigo's tone revealed a kind of pride.

"Then the preparation of the exchange meeting will be done by the young master of the Labor and Rehabilitation Department." Bei Guran continued.

"..." Keigo Atobe's expression paused, and his eyes flashed with clarity for a moment. He seemed to be angry, but he calmed down quickly, "Of course, my uncle can handle everything well."

"I never doubted Master Atobe's ability." Bei Guran said indifferently.

"..." Keigo Atobe realized that something was wrong.

Bei Guran walked very slowly, of course she usually walked very slowly, but her current speed was half as slow as usual.

In the world of such a long conversation, the two of them are still at the dinner table-it's almost like a turtle moving.

Atobe Keigotare