season sakura story

When Atobe was training in the evening, Renzu teased, "Atobe, this is all right, I guess your reputation as a gentleman has been ruined."

The person concerned said calmly, "Yes."

"I'm quite puzzled, why did you treat Oda like that?" Renzu asked suspiciously.

Atobe thought about the scene at that time, and wondered whether Oda Tai was good at acting, or his image was not popular enough, even Ninjazu would ask this question.

Atobe suppressed the boredom in his heart, and said in a steady voice, "She is really annoying." After thinking about the man who appeared later, if Atobe remembered well, it should be Oda's father, who came to school once, But that meeting and what followed was really impressive. "Is it because of him?" That's why?

Shinobu handed the towel to Atobe, "What were you mumbling about?"

"It's nothing." Atobe's face was calm, but the anger that had been suppressed in her heart since noon seemed to have vented, and she probably had a reason.

"But I thought about it, you are not the kind of person who treats girls." Especially Oda is still relatively familiar with you, but he could not say this, and asked, "Could it be because of Oda?" She did it on purpose?

After thinking about this possibility, Renzu shook his head again, "Then what is she planning?"

"What is there to guess about the inexplicable person." Atobe's tone was a little quick.

"Huh?" Ninzuzu was a little surprised by his reaction.

Atobe raised his hand to caress the tear mole, and his tone returned to calm, "It's nothing." The shoulders returned to a relaxed state, "Go to training."

"Still playing." Ren Zu looked at the time, usually everyone would be out of training at this time.

"Too lax." A word came from afar.But I don't know if this is about training or people.

When it was getting dark, Shinobu and Atobe came out of the tennis court. When they looked up, they found Oda standing outside, looking like he was waiting for someone.Shinobu looked at Atobe beside him, and he prepared to go straight without squinting. Although Shinozu didn't know the situation, he must be closer to Atobe, so he had to follow him instead of saying hello to Oda like before.

I saw that they were about to leave, and ran to stand in front of Atobe, "I'm here to apologize, and I can explain what happened at noon."

He fended off my blocking hand, "No need."

I said to Shinozu, "Ninzu, can you go first?"

Ninja looked at the situation, and then at the expression of the eye sign department. The latter did not miss any emotions, but Ninzu knew that he could leave early.Ren Zu touched his nose, "Okay, I'll leave first if I have something to do."

I looked back and saw Renzu walking away, and heard someone in front of me say, "Can you get out of the way?"

"I'll just take a moment of your time." I looked up at him.

"I'm not free." His eyes were as proud and contemptuous as he had seen them for the first time.

I lowered my head in disappointment.

Atobe looked at the drooping head in front of her, and put down her hands that were holding her back.Atobe felt even more depressed, and the thought that came to his mind at this moment was "Is that all?"

While I was in a daze, he walked around me and left.I took out the things in my schoolbag and ran towards him, but I quickly caught up with him.

I saw him walking non-stop, thought for a while, and stretched out my hand to grab the corner of his sleeve.

The footsteps in front stopped, and Atobe looked back at the pulled clothes, she was very careful not to touch his body.Yes, she has always been very reserved, and she doesn't like people getting too close to her, nor does she like physical contact.

I caught his gaze, thinking that he wouldn't like it, and quickly withdrew my hand.

He watched me move so fast, his eyes flickered.

Taking advantage of him standing here, I asked eagerly, "Can you listen to my explanation?"

He didn't say a word, I was afraid that he was going to leave soon, and I didn't bother to ask his opinion. "Actually...Actually..." I wondered whether to tell him what I had been hiding, but I couldn't open my mouth.It's wrong to use it, so am I trying to make excuses for something wrong by saying this?And tell him that he wants to be cheeky again and ask him to help me?

I lowered my voice, but handed what I was holding in front of him, "This is for you."

Atobe looked at the wristband in the transparent bag, and pursed his lips slightly. It was indeed his favorite brand. The wristband he used to use had recently come off the thread, but how could he be short of these things?

He found a tree to lean against, took it casually, and tore off the outer packaging bag more rudely than usual. The other party looked a little nervous, but he didn't feel distressed.

Atobe turned over the wristband, didn't try it on, and didn't say whether he would take it or not, and asked instead, "Are you willing to spend such a large amount of money?"

My lips moved, but I didn't say anything in the end.

Atobe's fingertips touched a certain place, and the thread ends and protrusions inside seemed to have been reprocessed, making it smoother to the touch, and there seemed to be additional embroidery inside.

Atobe rolled up the wristband and held it in his hand, as if he was very unhappy, "Are you planning for a rainy day?"

"What?" I didn't quite understand what he meant by preparing for a rainy day.

He leaned forward, got up from the tree he was leaning against, and approached me one step forward, "What do you think of me?"

I think he seems to be more angry instead, "My friend."

His tone was full of disbelief and disdain, "Oh, I don't think so at all." He has always been a target of use with a purpose, so he has long been prepared to apologize. If Atobe couldn't say it, how could he admit it? , how could he allow himself to become such an existence?

After all, he has always been a very proud person.

"I... I actually didn't plan to do that before."

Although his eyes turned cold, he still stood there in a gentlemanly manner and listened to me.

I see him being so accommodating, no matter how embarrassed he is to waste his time, "My father came over suddenly today, he...he..." I choked, in the eyes of most people, a son should not speak of his father's mistakes, but I have some I don't know how to say it, and besides, the relationship between me and Atobe is not good enough to say these things.I paused, then changed the subject, "I did this on a whim today, I know I'm self-willed, but I can't think of any other way, I'm sorry for just saying hello to you." But then Said very honestly, "Because I know that you will definitely not help me in that way, so I... decided on my own."

"Then you," he raised the wristband in Yang's hand, "you prepared it a long time ago?" Will you feel sorry for me if you know?

As for why Atobe didn't think it was a gift specially given to him by Oda, it had something to do with Oda's attitude towards him.He has helped her so many times, but he has never seen her give him anything sincerely.He thought of the USB flash drive he had returned, and his hands tightened.

"Yeah." I replied a little embarrassed, "I planned to give it to you on your birthday. But now..." I changed the expression, "I'm giving it to you now."

Atobe leaned against the tree trunk again, mocking lightly, "Oh, it's easy for you." His tone softened.

I haven't decided to give the wristband out yet, and I didn't make a sound about what to give him on his birthday.

There was a silence between us for a while. "You explain it like this?" Atobe's tone was flat, but there was dissatisfaction in the words.

I was silent, as if I didn't explain the essence from the beginning to the present.I think, sooner or later, I will ask him for help, and sooner or later, I will tell him something, be honest with each other at the beginning, and not always use my difficulties as excuses and reasons, at least I will not make others feel cheated, tired of being used for no reason .

It's up to him to help or not, but if I wanted him to help me from the beginning, Atobe has the right to know.

I took a deep breath and said to Atobe who was about to leave with his back turned, "Can you give me some more time," I made up my mind, "I want to tell you something."

He didn't turn around, but just stood still, "I don't have that much free time."

"The time I confessed to you in class before." Thinking of this, my tone became more guilty, "You have met my father." I considered the sentence, "I should have a little understanding and evaluation of him in my heart." I Grabbing the corner of the skirt, his tone was tangled, "He...he is exactly what you saw. He wants me to...pay..." I closed my eyes, my heart was hardened, and the words came out directly, "Come on A friend with a background." After the important words came out, I breathed a sigh of relief, and my words were a little more tactful, "I'm more rebellious, I don't like being restricted like this, and I don't like that appearance..." I thought of Nozomi Ando again. things, I added with some difficulty and shame, "and bad things happen."

I paused for a while, and calmed down, "I don't want you to be... entangled."

"Hehe..." He laughed lowly as if hearing some joke, turned around, and stared at him, "I'm afraid of this?"

That's right, Atobe is aboveboard, why would he act like me to create false appearances for this reason, naturally he will not agree with or like my approach.

"Who do you think I am?" Atobe asked back.

"Huh?" I didn't understand what he wanted to ask.

He didn't wait for my answer, and continued to ask, "How could you do such a stupid thing?" There seemed to be a glimmer of light in his eyes.

I looked into his eyes a little dazed.At this moment, he seemed not used to being watched like this, his head tilted slightly.

"What did you mean by that?" I asked.

Atobe hid the pity in his eyes, and looked straight at me, with a radiant expression, "Remember, I am Atobe!" Looking at my blank eyes, he continued, "I'm not afraid of anything, And I don’t need you to make decisions for me.” The next sentence was disgusting, as if I felt that I was doing too much, “Your father or other bad things come as soon as they come, I will not dodge, you don’t need to make up your own mind.”

"I'm not..." I was about to refute, but he continued, "Do you think I have no judgment?"

"I didn't..." 'I'm afraid that the Ministry of Finance will listen to my father's lack of money' was blocked before it was thrown out.

After a pause for a while, he asked back leisurely, "Did you tell me the main reason?" His plain sentence hit the nail on the head.

Just because of rebellion and a simple sentence, bad things will happen, as for doing this?And based on this reason, why did Atobe, or other bystanders, accompany him in the play?

I choked. As expected, Atobe was someone who couldn't be fooled.I didn't want to tell him a lie, I just embellished and beautified the reason, which also lost the truth.

"It's me, I... I don't want to have unfinished debts and favors, I don't want to be sympathized and suspected of character all the time, I don't want what he did to end up on me, and I don't want to have a purpose with others invisibly. Let's go." My voice was a little raised.

He turned around with calm eyes, "You are venting your emotions, not your true thoughts."

His gaze has the power to calm people's hearts, and I fell silent.

Indeed, I just wanted to divert attention by venting my emotions.

He put his hand on my shoulder with a little force, and the corner of his mouth curled up in surprise, "What you just said is also a reason, but I'm sure you didn't say the most important thing, what are you afraid of?"

What am I afraid of?Afraid of deceiving and hurting others, afraid of what happened to Nozomi Ando again.Hehe, but when did my image become so kind?

"You think too much, what can I be afraid of? It's just for myself. I don't want to be sympathized with inferiors." I looked calm.

"If you want to communicate like this, then there is nothing to say." His expression was disappointed and suddenly indifferent.

Yes, I didn't tell the truth, but how can I talk about things like Nozomi Ando?It was me and my father, Oda Kogen, who caused her to become a person who does not like to communicate and is autistic and immersed in her own world. I cannot make up for the psychological trauma she has suffered.

I can't face up to this matter now, let alone tell others?

I looked up at him, "I have other reasons this time."

He didn't show any expression, thinking about it, he still felt that I wasn't telling the whole truth.

"Someone in school has been annoying me recently." I said flatly.

Atobe looked towards me.I continued, "It's because of you."

He didn't say a word, I wanted to see the emotion in his eyes, but he closed them in time, pressing the mole at the corner of his eyes with his fingers.

I think he must be impatient, this kind of thing is not his fault, but I want to use it as a reason for my behavior, hoping to get his understanding.

He's too smart, and I don't want to let the secret fade away, so let's do a moral kidnapping.

"So, can you stop being angry? Just think... Just the thing at noon is to help me get rid of your influence."

There was a dull pain in Atobe's heart, and what Oda could use as an excuse must not be such a trivial matter as she said plainly.Why can't she be like a normal girl and cry out when it hurts.

Atobe's voice was a little unsteady, "Yeah." There are many things I want to ask, but I know she won't answer.

"Those people..." Didn't they treat you like that?She didn't ask at the end of the conversation. Judging by the condition of her left hand just now, her arm must have been injured to wear long sleeves on a hot day. How could she only find out!What's the point of asking such a question at this time?

"You..." Is it because of this that you don't want to get close to me like that?Atobe stopped in time to ask the question, took a deep breath and regained his composure.It's not his style to ask such hypocritical questions, the external reasons can all be solved and he can control them.

I didn't finish the two speeches of Atobu, so I took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong?"

But he didn't say anything, and took my left hand, trying to pull up the sleeve.

I pressed the cuffs and stopped his movement, "Don't think too much, the injury on your hand is not because of this." A person as keen as Atobe must have discovered the injury on my hand, and it is useless to cover it up.After a pause, he added, "I accidentally bumped into it at home."

His hand stopped, and he grabbed my cuff a little bit tightly, "Climb along the pole, do you understand?" Others tell the truth so that they don't feel wronged, but when it comes to her, it seems like they are afraid of the other party's guilt.

"Climb along the pole?" I looked at him suspiciously.It's not that I didn't understand what he meant, but that I've always done things like this, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

He remained silent but his face became more dignified. Finally, he let go of my hand and said in a dull tone, "Forget it." Only Atobe knew how helpless he was, and there was an unspeakable distress in his heart.

"You forgive me?"

There was palpable happiness and relief in Oda's voice.

Following her happiness, Atobe felt a little relieved.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Atobe stepped forward.

"Wait a minute, I have..." Before he could say the word bicycle, Atobe, who was walking in front, turned around, his eyes were domineering and unquestionable.I thought, to make him forgive me, I should stop disobeying him and making him angry.

"Well..." I ran to follow him.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Atobu looked at someone walking beside him, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and silently decided in his heart, "There are some things that should be dealt with properly." Just like the roses in his garden, others can appreciate them, but unnecessary things It is best not to do it, even if a leaf is broken without consent.