[Net King_Echizen] Backtracking

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[Princess Rules No. 20 Seven Rules: When you want to see someone, then make a wish for him to appear in front of you. ]

I have always considered myself a lucky person and am proud of it.

——Excerpt from "Little Princess Observation Diary"

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On Christmas Eve, text messages came in one after another in the mailbox, and his senior called from across the ocean, and Eiji Kikumaru yelled, "Surprise!"

To wish him a birthday.

There are other seniors.

The seniors who fought side by side in the tennis club in the past are all here.

Echizen Ryoma listened to them in confusion, but still couldn't help telling them the truth, "Well, seniors, it's not Christmas Eve in New York yet."

"..."

"--Eh?"

"It's so loud, senior."

Echizen Ryoma moved the phone aside and complained softly.There is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

In a foreign country, it is always good to have someone to care about.

However, his good mood disappeared after he hung up the phone. He stared at the still empty mailbox in a daze, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, his face was sinking like water.

Apparently he wasn't released from the blacklist.

He checked on INS again, and Atobe Hitsuki's dynamics were still at two months ago. The young girl smiled brightly, which made him upset for a while.

Forget it, out of sight and out of mind.

Throwing the phone on the table, he covered his tired eyes with his hands.

He had no doubt that that stinky girl Atobu Feiyue would completely forget him.

...Damn girl.

Standing up suddenly, the movement was a bit loud, and the companion with him looked at him in confusion, and asked, "Ryoma, you will be training later, where are you going?"

"I'm a little thirsty, I'm going to buy juice."

He picked up the mobile phone thrown on the table and said in a deep voice.

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"Ah chirp."

The little princess who had been scolded to death rubbed the tip of her red nose, tears streaming down her face.Asakura Yangxi, who was sitting next to her, turned his head and asked her, "Have you caught a cold?"

As he spoke, he was about to take off his clothes and put them on for her.

Atobe Feiyue looked at Asakura Yangxi with a concerned face, silently swallowed the words that slipped to her lips, and moved her butt to the side, "It's okay, maybe someone misses me."

But in my heart, I scolded Mao Asakura countless times for self-assertion.

She turned her face away without looking sideways.

"Keep away from strangers" written on his face.

Shiina Natsuki yelled into the microphone a few times, while she and Asakura Yoki sat in the corner eating melon seeds.

She was dragged out by the tennis club early in the morning, Atobe Himetsu beat her to death and never thought they would drag her to karaoke, and then she saw Asakura Yoki raising his hand and smiling at her.

She turned away instantly.

But he was dragged back by Mao Asakura.

Atobe Feiyue bit her straw and thought bitterly, it would be better to stay at home and sleep with her head covered.

Ogata Hisae and the others would never pull her to KTV.

"Fei Yue, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

"Don't eat."

"Fei Yue, let's go and sing a song. I'll help you order whichever song you want to sing."

"...don't go."

"Crimson Moon..."

Atobe Feiyue finally couldn't bear it anymore, she hated the way a person who was usually so cold and too lazy to speak up humiliated in front of her, such a proud person.

"I said you don't need to eat or go, Yangxi Asakura, are you annoying?"

Her voice was a little loud, and the melody of the song was still playing, but the whole box suddenly fell silent.

Asakura Mao frowned, and wanted to stand up, but was held down by Shinohara Wakaba.

Shinohara Wakaba shook her head at her.

After all, it is their business. Of these two people, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. No one else can intervene, not even Mao Asakura who is closest to him.

It was Shiina Natsuki who broke the silence.

She quickly put the microphone into Feiyue's hand, and winked at her, "Feiyue, I'm tired of singing, I'll leave the next song to you."

"..."

Atobe Himezuki weighed the weight in her hands, the corners of her mouth twitched, just about to refuse, but Shiina Natsuki pushed her forward involuntarily.

The cold air suddenly loosened.

Asakura Yangxi's eyes darkened.

Clenched hands.

Under the attention of everyone, Atobe Himezuki spoke bravely.

"..."

For the first time, the people below burst into barbell-like laughter.Even Asakura Mao, who was always cold, couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

...she knew it.

The little princess was frustrated.

Ogata Hisae and the others never went to KTV with her, because they didn't dare.

Atobe Feiyue has a nice voice, but she is tone deaf.When singing, it's like reciting.

God has opened a door for you and will close a window for you.

For example cooking.

Such as singing.

Atobe Feiyue stared at them laughing unsteadily, out of breath, with reddish ears.But still said in a fierce voice, "Don't laugh!"

"...Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Break up.

The little princess decided to break off friendship with them for 3 minutes.

When I came out, the sky was completely dark, and there were only a few stars left, which looked very pitiful.

Atobe Feiyue raised her head slightly, her expression dazed.

It's December now.

There was a chill in the air, and the little princess, who was pregnant with spring and hurting autumn, shivered unconsciously before she had time to express her emotion.

a little cold.

Wrapping the warm scarf around her bare/exposed neck, Atobe Himezuki was slightly startled, and turned her head to meet Asakura Yoki's eyes, like a black whirlpool, sucking her in.

She opened her mouth, and the cold wind poured into the tip of her tongue.

Subconsciously want to refuse.

"no need."

"Wear it."

Asakura Yangxi didn't have any other charming thoughts, he said with a dry mouth, "You have a delicate body, you should catch a cold later."

Atobe Himezuki was the most delicate girl he had ever seen.

When I like you, I treat you with all my heart and soul, and when I don't like you, I walk more freely than anyone else.

he thinks.

Now Atobe Hizuki has no reason to shirk.

Facing a pair of ambiguous eyes, she couldn't tell if she was suffering.She is not afraid of people scolding her as a wolf, after all, she is used to showing off wantonly.It's just that people really treat her well, but they can't stand it anymore.

"But I didn't expect that, Feiyue, you sing so well..." Someone mentioned the incident just now, she tilted her head and thought of a suitable word, "...shocking and weeping ghosts and gods."

"You shouldn't have called me out to sing."

Atobe Feiyue, who was praised as "shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods", smiled wryly, and it was rare that she didn't turn back.

"How boring it is to be alone at home on Christmas Eve."

Natsuki Shiina elbowed Mao Asakura and blew her a kiss, "Are you right, Minister?"

"Ah."

"Tch, no energy."

Mao Asakura's cold reaction made her less interested.

The corners of Atobe Feiyue's lips were slightly stiff, and her mouth was astringent, "What do you say today?"

Natsuki Shiina glanced at her, "Christmas Eve, Feiyue, you are stupid."

It's like five thunderbolts.

It exploded in her heart.

Hizuki Atobe took out her phone, and the date was clearly marked on the upper right corner, December 24th, Christmas Eve.

But when she asked Keigo Atobe in the morning, he clearly told her that it was the 23rd.

that bastard.

Turning to the number at the top again, I stretched out my fingers tremblingly and dialed it.

Shut down.

Suddenly feel frustrated.

That's right, that person is training in the United States, how could he have time to look at his phone.

But today is Christmas Eve.

...his birthday.

The first Christmas Eve after she knew him, his first birthday, everything was messed up by her.

"Crimson Moon, what's wrong with you?"

"……I am done."

Even if she goes to the United States by private jet now, it may be too late.

"The Department of Traces."

Atobe Feiyue's back stiffened, she covered her face and wailed, "It's over, it's over, I'm having auditory hallucinations now."

"The Department of Traces."

...not auditory hallucinations.

She raised her head slowly, slowly, and then saw that familiar face across the street, the person who shouldn't be here.

Dusty.

He twitched his lips and called her name again.

This time it was, "Crimson Moon."

As if she had rehearsed many times, Atobe Feiyue left the people behind her, ran over with her feet loose, and hung on him, her eyes sparkling.

Echizen Ryoma staggered back a few steps, but still caught her firmly, with helplessness on his brows, "What if a car comes over."

She answered as a matter of course.

"You will hold me."

"You come down first."

His ears were red, and he stretched out his hand to push her, but his movements were cautious, not daring to use force.Unexpectedly, the man seemed to be glued to him, hanging on him like a koala, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"I do not."

she says.

"People who have abandoned me for two months are not qualified to speak."

In the end who is the first and last abandon ah.

Echizen Ryoma looked at Atobe Himezuki's confident expression, and thought of the number that had always been on the blacklist, and his heart stopped.

"How will you be here?"

"The King of Monkey Mountain said, you went to KTV with your friends." It's just that he didn't specify the specifics, and he found it after searching for a long time.

"He will be so kind."

Atobe Himezuki curled her lips, Atobe Keigo's credibility with her had dropped to zero.

...Of course he wouldn't be so kind.

"I'm asking, aren't you in the United States, why did you come back? In the United States, it's all over?"

Echizen Ryoma fell silent.

——Because you didn't come to me, so I can only come to you.

In this case, he couldn't say it anyway.

There was only a "huh".

However, Echizen Ryoma's gaze was quickly attracted by the scarf on Atobe Himeki's neck. It was a man's style, and it didn't match her fair neck, which was a bit dazzling.

"what happened?"

"ugly."

"……Um?"

Echizen Ryoma turned his head and looked slightly embarrassed, but he still said firmly, "Scarf, ugly."

Atobe Himezuki was not angry, and threw the scarf casually.

Abandon it like a shoe.

Sure enough, seeing the Echizen boy's face softened slightly.

He thought for a while, then inadvertently hugged her tightly, wrapped her tightly with a coat, and felt a softness in his heart.

"This way, it won't be cold."

Atobe Feiyue didn't hear clearly, and looked up at him in the howling wind, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

"Oh."

"By the way, I haven't told you yet."

The girl hugged his neck, and the soft touch gently rubbed into his heart, reflecting a faint fragrance.Her voice was gentle, and there was a smile on the tip of her brow.

"Happy birthday, Ryoma."

His heart trembled.

The twelve o'clock bell rang suddenly.

Suddenly it was a beautiful day.

……

—Happy birthday, my boy.