[Net King_Echizen] Backtracking

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[Princess Rules No. 20 Six: Never show mercy when pulling black people. ]

Don't look down, the crown will fall.

——Excerpt from "Little Princess Observation Diary"

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When Echizen Ryoma flew to the United States, Hizuki from the Japan Record Department really had the guts not to send him off.

After all, it would be too embarrassing to swallow the words that were spoken.

Atobe Keigo sat on the head of the bed with his legs crossed, pushed the person wrapped in a quilt with his hands, and sneered at her ostrich-like behavior.

"Are you really not going?"

Atobe Hiyue, who was about to get prickly heat under the quilt, paused for a moment, and then firmly stated her position, "No, no, no."

Echizen Ryoma didn't tell her when he left, and even if she sent dozens of text messages a day to coerce and lure her, she still couldn't extract a single word, and she cheated it from Keigo Atobe.

Master Atobe couldn't laugh or cry, he glanced at the time.

"The kid should be on the plane at this time."

"..."

"Ah."

The body of the person curled up into a ball froze suddenly, and then he responded in a low voice under the quilt.

A small sound.

It sounds pathetic.

·

Atobe Hizuki was revived with full blood within a few days, and Atobe Keigo watched the people who were still sluggish some time ago running to the street tennis side with the women's tennis group every now and then.

Doesn't seem to be affected much.

Can't help but feel relieved, after all, it's Atobe Hizuki who has been so heartless.

What is a man?

nonexistent.

Until he happened to hear her call when he passed by her room one time.

The girl seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, with a towel casually draped over her shoulders, her hair was wet, and water droplets seeped into her nightgown along her neck.She was half lying on the bed with bare feet, holding the mobile phone, her eyes were bright, and her voice was soft, just like a girl's shyness.

Crisp and raw, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Our minister avenged his personal revenge and dragged me to the tennis court for practice all day long. I can't even lift my hands, but it's pitiful."

"Recently, I don't know why, people who come to me to confess their love are more than before. I think they are all crooked and ugly."

"...the day before yesterday there was a handsome guy, but I still rejected it very righteously."

"...not as handsome as you."

Far worse than any of her.

Not to mention her white moonlight.

Naturally, the person on the other end of the phone should not be able to tell the slanderous words from the bottom of her heart, Atobe Feiyue just fooled it with a sloppy eye.

Most of the time it was she who was talking, and what she said was trivial things.

With his mouth open, he babbled on and on, with the energy to talk for three days and three nights.

Keigo Atobe, who accidentally eavesdropped on seeing her, wanted to gag her.

He threw the towel aside with a cold face.

"Dry your hair first."

After speaking, he turned his face to the side.

Atobe Himezuki blinked, turned over immediately, and jumped off the bed barefoot.

The pink nightdress only reached the knees, revealing bare/naked calves, and the white toes were extremely small, slightly pink, and reflected the transparent jade color.

"Thanks, bro."

"Ah."

Atobe Keigo looked at her red nose, paused, and said, "Don't run to the bed before your hair is dry, and be careful of catching a cold. I asked the maid to make ginger soup for you, and I will remember it later drink."

"understood."

The rare meekness of the little princess made Master Atobe look at her in surprise.

But Atobe Himezuki said another word to the person on the other end of the phone.

He had to leave, not forgetting to close the door.In the end, I couldn't help but look back, the girl's eyes were like the bright moon, and she smiled brightly, full of joy.

All the details that he ignored were overwhelming.

After that, before he came in, he should have knocked on the door first.

……

His little girl is also fifteen.

In another year, it will be the Jade Year of the [-]th.

*

The competition was supposed to end in September.

Echizen Ryoma entered the professional net for the first time with a wild card, and his results can only be said to be good. He went all the way to the semi-finals, but met last year's defending champion and lost in the semi-finals.

But the media still gave a lot of publicity to this 14-year-old boy.

Occupies the page for several days.

Atobe Feiyue watched the live broadcast with the group of Bingdi, not only the men's tennis, but also the women's tennis.A group of people watched the whole game around the villa of the Atobe family.

"That boy Echizen has become worse, tsk."

"I can't even catch this ball, it's really bad."

"It seems that his physical strength is about to reach its limit. The current Echizen Ryoma is full of loopholes."

Keigo Atobe would occasionally judge Echizen Ryoma's skills.

Like a chatterbox.

Atobe Feiyue saw that her ears hurt from being quarreled with Xingqi, so she glanced at him coolly, "Brother, why are you talking so much today? You don't have a crush on my Ryoma, do you?"

She glared at him.

"Don't even think about it, Ryoma is mine. Even if you are my own brother, I won't let you go."

The little princess went crazy, and no one could stop her.

Atobe Keigo's expression darkened, but he also kept silent.

The world is finally clean.

Atobe Himezuki turned her head, and her eyes fell on the face of the person on the TV again.

This was the first time she saw him from the cold machine.

The boy still had the baseball cap on his head, his expression was calm and breezy, but there was arrogance hidden in his brows and eyes, holding the racket, as if he was calmly looking down on his opponent.

The appearance of winning.

If there is no fine sweat oozing from the forehead.

Atobe Feiyue remembered that Atobe Keigo said that Echizen Ryoma's arrogance over the years had subsided a lot.

She can't imagine.

The proud young man is engraved in his bones, but he has quietly withdrawn his edge.

So how unruly he must have been back then.

She curled her fingers and pointed at the man on the TV, raised her chin, her eyes were as bright as stars, "See, this is my man."

is excellent.

Atobe Keigo sneered back at her.

Atobe Feiyue didn't take it to heart, and only regarded him as jealous.

Counting the days on my fingers, it was almost time for that person to come back.

Full of glory, full of wind and frost.

·

But Echizen Ryoma still couldn't come back in time. He started a half-year closed training in the United States, and his studies in Japan were also put on hold.

Atobe Feiyue was so angry that she was about to jump up when she received the text message, her lipstick was only half applied, leaving a crooked line.

However, that person seemed to just say something lightly.

"I want to train for half a year. 』

As cold as ever.

The little princess stared at the text message which didn't add up to ten characters, her eyes were cold, and then she laughed with a sullen face, blacking people out without explanation.

Who hasn't lost their temper yet.

Looking at the numbers lying quietly in the blacklist, Miss Atobe finally felt relieved, dressed herself up like a fairy girl, put on the long begonia-colored dress, and went out beautifully.

Seems like it wasn't affected at all.

——She made an appointment with that group hair girl today.

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The Echizen boy who was far away on the other side of the ocean put the matter behind him after sending the text message. The training base was strictly controlled, and he handed in his mobile phone, and he hadn't touched it for a whole month.

It was already November when I touched the phone again.

Echizen Ryoma stared at the text message in the inbox that was still a month ago, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.

It was only when the call was made that he was blocked.

"..."

The temper came without warning.

After a long silence, he logged on to Twitter, which was about to grow grass, and glanced at the fans who were full of fans asking for hot photos, and with a swipe of his fingertips, he arrived at the familiar page.

His account was set up for him by his agent back then, from the day he decided to conquer the world.The authentication is very simple, only his name, Echizen Ryoma, is lonely and looks a little pitiful.

But the fans grew quite fast.

At that time, he was the first to pay attention to Hizuki Atobe.

Atobe Hizuki is very famous.

Not the celebrity kind of fame.

The name on Twitter is "Little Princess", which seems to be in line with that person's temperament. The certification only says "Atobe Scarlet Moon" without any extra decorations, which is different from his simple "Echizen Ryoma". It seems to be the same.

What she posts on her social accounts are daily routines.

nothing special.

But everyone knew that she was the daughter of a wealthy family.Most of her fans are her Yangou.

The picture of Echizen Ryoma staring at Atobe Hizuki is a selfie of her, with a blue background, long hair shawl smiling at the camera, looking silly.

Gee.

Swiping down inadvertently, his eyes froze.

It's a bunch of photos.

He counted, oh, exactly nine cards, enough to make up the nine squares.

Most of the group photos were of her and her cronies, but every one had Takuya Sato, their faces squeezed together, smiling brightly at the camera, and behaving intimately.

Under the comments, someone asked if the good-looking little brother was her boyfriend.

Atobe Scarlet Moon did not respond positively.

Echizen Ryoma swept across those two faces, feeling a pang of anger in his heart.

Looking at someone who looks like a little boy, how handsome is he.And these people who say that two people are a good match are blind.

whispering sound.

Blind at a young age.

Echizen Ryoma liked Atobe Himezuki's post, regardless of what kind of turbulent waves will be set off afterwards.After thinking about it, I sent a rare post.

First ever.

Only one word.

blind.

One word with no beginning and no end, in the end, I felt that it was not enough, so I sent two more words separately.

have read.

Below his twitter, it exploded.

The culprit, the Echizen boy, looked at the comments that couldn't stop rising, and suddenly felt boring.

The training companion asked him what was wrong in broken Japanese, and he froze for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's nothing."

Having an American friend who is a Japanese fanatic is quite a headache.

"It's time to hand in your phone, Ryoma."

"……I see."

Echizen Ryoma curled up his fingertips when he heard the words, and put the phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened.His still hot body was so hot that his fingers shrank, and the residual warmth was still there.

He had forgotten that there were more important things to do now.As for the person who wandered around Japan every day after he left and didn't know how to restrain himself, he will clean up after he comes back.

But half a year.

Just get through the half year.

……

For Echizen Ryoma, the winter when he was 15 years old was extremely long.

Before you know it, it's December.

The first snow that year finally came slowly.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is considered a transitional chapter. After writing the juvenile birthday, I will skip to graduation.

Preview of the next chapter:

Little Princess: Who hasn't got a little temper.

Mr. Long Ma: Why hasn't she released me from the blacklist? Why hasn't she come to me.

Mr. Long Ma: ... Forget it, I'll go find her [Indifferent Face.jpg]