[Net King_Echizen] Backtracking

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[Princess Rules No. 20 Two items: Change your past and be a pure and unaffected little white flower. ]

He must be jealous, it must be.

——Excerpt from "Little Princess Observation Diary"

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When Echizen Ryoma realized that he hadn't seen Himezuki Atobe for a long time, the Kanto Tournament was slowly coming to an end, and Aigaku made it to the finals unimpeded.

It was Horio who reminded him.

During the English class, Horio who was next door poked his arm with a pen, and asked in a low voice before he got up and got angry, "Hey, Echizen, what about that girl who always came to you before? Why haven't I seen her in a while? "

He smiled gloatingly, "You won't be dumped, will you?"

"Which one?"

Echizen Ryoma just woke up and didn't react.

"Just that pretty girl with long purple hair, big eyes, the younger sister of the King of Monkey Mountain, Ice Emperor, what's her name... Fei, Fei Yue."

"The Department of Traces."

"what?"

Half of what he said made Horio stunned, unable to understand what he meant.When I tried to ask again to find out, the boy had already turned his head to the other side and fell asleep again.

He was so angry that he gritted his back molars, clenched his fists and widened his eyes.

...I don't know you very well, what's your name.

Echizen Ryoma thought, it seemed that he hadn't seen that bluffing girl for a long time.

So he accidentally took the wrong car after school and touched Bingdi along the way.

It was the wrong car.

Then I saw the scene of the man's love for his concubine.

The boy held the girl's slender wrist, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at the girl's angry face with a smile.The girl looked at him from the side, and raised her head halfway. Hid by the afterglow of the evening, she couldn't tell whether she was shy or sullen. There was a faint blush on her fair cheeks.

Echizen Ryoma recognized the boy.

He curled his lips slightly.

Oh, it turned out that it wasn't a concubine's love, it was just a resurgence of old love and a reunion after a broken mirror.

No wonder.

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Naturally, Atobe Feiyue didn't know that when she was entangled with Asakura Yangxi, she was watched over and over again, her cheeks were dyed a thin blush, her peach eyes glared at that person, and she broke free from his shackles, "Asakura Yang Xi, let Miss Ben go quickly."

Just now, the shock of knowing the relationship between Asakura Hōki and Asakura Mao still lingered in her heart, and Atobe Hizuki felt even more weird in her heart, and felt more and more ashamed.

Especially when her dear minister Mao Asakura was standing aside with folded arms to watch the show.

Asakura Hōki let go of his hand and shrugged.

"When we were together, he sweetly called me 'Yang Xijun', and after he kicked me away, he started calling me by my first name. Fei Yuejiang is really ruthless."

"……roll."

Atobe Feiyue's face was dark, and she almost burst into foul language.

This person in front of her is obviously like a local rascal, how could she have thought that he was as cold as jade, like a flower of Gaoling.After knowing the truth, the little princess now just wants to poke her own eyes.

No wonder Jingwu Atobe always said that she was okay with other things, but her eyesight in choosing a man couldn't be worse, and she was just short of being stamped as "not gorgeous".

——Of course, except this time.

Mao Asakura had never seen such a scoundrel like his frigid older brother, and he couldn't help but slow down his face all the time. The words are written on the face.

There was no surprise on her face about their entanglement, as if she knew it already.

After thinking about it, Atobe Feiyue understood everything.

She looked at the two brothers and sisters in disbelief, and the more they saw their silhouettes, the more they resembled each other, "Are you two working together to deceive me?"

From the first time she met Mao Asakura, from the first time she was tricked into the tennis club, to now when Yang Xi Asakura unexpectedly appeared here, everything happened one by one.Perhaps it was a long-planned scam.

Mao Asakura was unexpectedly indifferent, without denying, "Well, I recognized you from the beginning."

Squinting at Asakura Yangxi who didn't know what to make, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "It's that guy, I saw your photo in his wallet."

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue.

Whether it's for Asakura Yangxi, or Atobe Himezuki.

"I just said why you didn't like me from the very beginning, and you are waiting for me here, you can do it, Mao Asakura." Atobe Hitsuki crossed her waist angrily, "It's just that I ran so many laps, Your brother has facial paralysis."

Mao Asakura's expressionless face finally cracked.

Her face was swollen like a puffer fish, and she was about to pounce on her and pull her hair, but Asakura Yangxi held her back, "Atobe Himezuki, tell me again who you're talking about with facial paralysis, aren't you, brother fetish, tsk."

"Okay, Mao, stop making trouble."

"wallet."

Atobe Hitsuki ignored Mao Asakura who had torn off his mask and flaunted his teeth and claws, spread his hands, and said to Asakura Yoki.

"What wallet?"

"Don't pretend to be a fool for Miss Ben, just put the wallet with my photo. Give me the photo, and be careful that I will sue you for infringement of portrait rights." She raised her chin and squinted at him. It’s better to return the photos to their original owners, lest my boyfriend misunderstand.”

The hands in the pockets froze.

"Where did you get your boyfriend?"

"Not now, but soon."

Atobe Himezuki knew that Mao Asakura must have told her all about her, so she didn't intend to talk nonsense to him, and after she finished speaking, she wanted to grab her wallet.

Fortunately, Asakura Yangxi was well prepared.

He avoided the rushing hand, grabbed her wrist, and looked down at her with burning eyes.

It's like hiding thousands of stars.

Atobe Feiyue was stunned for a moment, not realizing that such a posture was indescribably ambiguous in the eyes of others.

"Snapped."

The light yellow ball came from nowhere and hit Asakura Yangxi's hand holding her, branding a red mark.He let go of his hand painfully, and looked in the direction the tennis ball came from.

The culprit had a cold expression on his face, as if the ball just now didn't come from his hands.

He raised his eyes and glanced in this direction casually, lowered the brim of his hat, and said, "Ah, sorry, my hand slipped."

Still holding a red tennis racket in his hand.

For a moment, Atobe Himezuki, who was in the center of the vortex, was filled with sorrow and joy.

Happily, with her unremitting efforts, the boy's eyelids, which were as calm as a pool of clear water, finally caused some waves.But sadly, the self who made up his mind to be a pure and unaffected little white flower finally overturned.

After the initial daze, Asakura Yangxi couldn't help feeling a little sullen, not to mention the young man's tone was very flat, and he didn't mean to apologize at all.

It doesn't look like a slippery hand, but it's intentional.

His eyes were cold.

Echizen Ryoma put away his racket, as if he didn't see the man's anger, he only said to Atobe Himetsu, "Let's go."

The tone is familiar.

He glanced at Yoshi Asakura.

"... Crimson Moon."

Atobe Feiyue froze, suddenly felt that this world was mysterious.

Either Echizen Ryoma was crazy, or she was stupid, otherwise why would she hear that person calling her name, and she suddenly felt a little warm.

It is no longer the cold and distant Atobe.

It was the extremely gentle Feiyue.

Echizen Ryoma walked a few steps, and found that she was not following, so he stopped and turned his head to look at her quietly, and called again, "Fei Yue."

Hearing that, the little princess was elated.

Not caring about snatching back the photos in Asakura Yangxi's wallet, he happily responded, then followed, raised his head and looked at him, his eyes sparkling, "Why are you here?"

Echizen Ryoma paused suspiciously.

"...sit and stand."

"Oh."

Atobe Himezuki didn't think much, and blinked, "But don't you need to train today?"

"Tomorrow is the final of the Kanto Competition, and today is off." He answered her concisely, glanced at her, and said, "You seem to be very free, don't you need to train?"

There is still so much time to entangle with unimportant people here.

Atobe Feiyue didn't understand his subtext, and was still grinning, "At first I still wanted to train, but just now I was in a bad mood, and then suddenly disappeared, so I plan to train in front of the minister."

Who let Mao Asakura and Yang Xi Asakura deceive her.

She took a few steps, "No."

"With your personality, you won't go in even if you sit and stand, and you happened to bump into me. This place is a little far from the school gate." Atobe Feiyue tugged at his sleeve and asked with a smile, "You Could it be that you came to find me on purpose?"

Echizen Ryoma's footsteps faltered.

This man is always smart for the last time when he shouldn't be smart.

"You think too much."

"Then why did you appear here by such a coincidence, and ran into me by such a coincidence."

"..."

"And you hit that man with a tennis ball just now, Ryoma, you must be jealous."

She tilted her head to look at him, her mind seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and she was able to analyze clearly.

There was a smile in his brows and eyes.

"Who is that person?"

"No one, just someone asking for directions."

"Oh."

His tone sounded really unhappy.

The smile in Atobe Feiyue's eyes was even bigger, "You said you weren't jealous, Mr. Longma is really duplicity, you tsundere ghost."

Echizen Ryoma raised the corner of his mouth.

"No."

After a pause, "One must have self-knowledge, Atobe."

Scarlet Moon who was calling just now.

The words that seemed to be mocking, both overtly and secretly, made her want to pull his hair out of anger.

Oh man.

"The Ponta you owed me for more than a month has not been repaid."

This sentence obviously changed the subject sounded a little blunt, but it looked like a debt collector with reasonable evidence.

Atobe Feiyue was suddenly at a loss for words, and swallowed the words that slipped to her lips.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems to be true.

The hole I dug for myself back then had to be filled up even while crying and kneeling, not to mention that she was still enjoying it, so she said, "I'll fill it up for you tomorrow. It's only a month's worth."

Said and shook a finger.

The fingers are white and slender, like green onion.

"Too much to drink all at once."

"……what?"

Atobe Feiyue didn't react, and stared at him blankly.

Echizen Ryoma's mouth slightly curved.

No explanation.

The author has something to say:

Today is Mr. Longma declaring his sovereignty.

I will definitely write that they are together before next year, I post si, really, although the timeline is still half a year away.