Daydream

Nemesis.

Since you can't do anything, let's study.Tsubaki remembered that Atobe said that if you can't recite, you can't have dinner.

It really does look alike... There was a sarcastic smile on Tsubaki's face.

He was also locked up, and if he didn't do something well, he couldn't have dinner.

Because of this, even now when I hear this sentence, I still feel a little terrified.Because I have been starved for a long time, even so hungry that I picked the leaves that were said to be edible.Even now, Tsubaki still can't figure out why he was hungry at that time.

Obviously control myself to think of those things, but every time there is an opportunity to think of it, I can no longer control it.

Those impressions are like the most ferocious beasts dormant in the depths of memory...

Chun felt that her body was gradually losing strength, and she didn't seem to be afraid of getting dirty at all, she just lay straight on the cold ground.

It's May now, and the weather is getting hotter, but the coolness is still coming through the clothes.Tsubaki hugged her body tightly to prevent the heat from being lost quickly.

English reading books are placed on the side of the hand.

***

The little body curled up and slept on the ground, the book was thrown aside.

This is the scene Atobe saw after opening the door, the corners of his mouth twitched.He was already complaining in his heart how much this woman hated English.

"Hey, non-gorgeous woman, wake up." Atobe kicked Tsubaki's back.

There was no response.

"Hey, it's not dead." Atobe was a little angry and helpless, and kicked Tsubaki's body over with his toes.

Chun's arms hugged her body tightly, her brows were tightly frowned, and there were still wet spots on her face.

"Please...want to go out...I'm hungry...no, I can't go out...to eat, please...hungry..."

The crying voice seemed to be saying something.

"Is this a foodie?..." Although Atobe thought so, he frowned and squatted down.

Tsubaki's forehead was hot, but the temperature was fine.

"Lying on the floor and sleeping, you deserve to catch a cold. Fortunately, you won't die." Atobe muttered sullenly, and stood up, "Huadi, take her to the car."

Atobe walked ahead, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the family doctor.He felt that this woman was so capable of tossing around. Sometimes her expression was cold and airy, and then she showed a weak and helpless appearance like this, which made him feel regretful and sympathetic, and began to reflect on whether he was Too strict with her.

"Tch, isn't it just to study English... the body is too weak." Atobe thought angrily.If he could, he would punish her for running like Tezuka did! ...Well, yes, this is a good way, just punish this woman to run, after her fever subsides.

Tsubaki, who fell into a deep sleep, didn't know at all that Atobe's thoughts had wandered in strange directions.It's obviously just tutoring for her, but he has taken her as his own for granted.Probably this is the thinking mode of all self-centered boys, such as Keigo Atobe.

When Tsubaki opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a bed.

It was his own bed, in his own room, and there was no one else in the room.But she still remembered that she was obviously lying in the damn tennis club activity room just now.After sitting up, she realized that she had already changed into her pajamas, her body was a little weak, and her head was a little hot.

After thinking about it, Atobe probably sent her back, and only he could find out.As for how Atobe knew where her home was, Tsubaki didn't think about it.

Tsubaki looked at the alarm clock beside the bed, it was seven o'clock at night.It seemed that she didn't sleep very long.She opened the quilt, got out of bed, and was about to go out to see if Ozawa Akemi was there, when she heard a familiar voice through the door.

"Zawada, that woman's body can run tomorrow, right?"

"Oh, as long as the fever subsides, it's fine. But it's best to rest for a few days."

"That means it can run?"

"Uh... Well, if you have to run, you can still run, but you still need to pay special attention to it in the past two days, because her stomach and intestines don't seem to be particularly good, but I can't see anything without tools. It's best to go for an instrument check .”

"...Okay." There was actually a hint of disappointment in that voice.

"Atobe-kun, how much do you want me to run?" Tsubaki pushed open the door and said leisurely.She looked at Atobe in the corridor, Huachi who was following him, and a man in his 50s and [-]s in a suit.

God knows she was speechless.

"..." Atobe glanced at her, fixed his eyes for a moment, and then turned away, "It would be too embarrassing for me if someone who can be tutored by me always faints."

"So there is such a logic." Tsubaki slandered, "But I don't have to let you..."

Before Tsubaki could say the word "counseling", Atobe said, "Now that you can get up, Huadi, let's go."

He had already left without looking back, and the doctor who asked Zetian nodded to Tsubaki and followed.

When he reached the stairs, Atobe suddenly added another sentence: "...don't lie on the ground and sleep casually in the future. Women, and...if you don't feel well, don't come to school tomorrow, do you hear me?"

In fact, Tsubaki wanted to roll her eyes and answer Atobe that she is not a person who likes to sleep on the floor.But looking at Atobe's back, she still said in a low voice: "Thank you today, Atobe-kun."

Atobe seemed to be taken aback, but said nothing, and went downstairs.

Chun stood outside the door for a while, but she didn't know what was going on in her mind.After a while, I remembered about Akemi Ozawa, and was about to go downstairs when Akemi Ozawa came up with a bowl of porridge.

"Thank you." Chun sat on the bed, took a sip of porridge, and said.The porridge is hot, but not too hot, just the right temperature, just the right taste.Akemi Ozawa's craft is not bad.

"No need." Ozawa Akemi looked out the window, seemingly thoughtful.

"You rest. I'll go down first."

"okay."

"You and Atobe..."

"what?"

"It's nothing, I just want to remind you that men like this are the best at playing with other people's feelings, because for them, feelings are like wealth, rich enough to be squandered at will. But for other people... we The feelings you have are very few and cheap, even if you spend almost all of them, you will be laughed at by others for too little, and will be thrown away by others. Because there are too few, so I have to cherish some and save some money.” Akemi Ozawa suddenly turned around and twitched the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry I'm talking about me. If it was you, maybe there would be a happy ending. Even if you hate your own identity, you have to admit it. You are much better than me." Akemi Ozawa had already walked to the door.

The moment she closed the door, she heard Tsubaki saying, "It's just that the teacher said that I need tutoring... There is nothing to look forward to."

Really nothing to look forward to.The next day is Friday.Atobe did not let Huachi carry Tsubaki to the activity room of the tennis club again.

But that night, when Tsubaki and Akemi Ozawa were preparing dinner in the kitchen, they suddenly heard the doorbell.

Chun ran out to open the door, and then picked up a rare creature waiting impatiently at the door knocking on the ground with his hands in his trouser pockets and leather shoes: the uncle.

Symphony of Destiny

Tsubaki's set meal plate has been placed on the table.

Ozawa Akemi's chopsticks were already in her hands.

Today's dish is grilled mackerel, because the supermarket is selling it on sale.The side dishes are kimchi beef, radish, custard, and a bowl of miso soup.

Although it was the first time to try grilling fish in an oven, Akimi Ozawa seemed to get it just right.The dining table is filled with a thin smell of fish, which doesn't feel fishy, ​​but has a thick aroma brought by barbecue, which makes people can't help but twitch their index fingers.but……

The so-called but, despite this, a new situation has emerged that makes people unable to move their chopsticks.

It was only at this time that Tsubaki realized why the emperors of ancient China, as well as the emperors of Japan, ate alone.She looked at Ozawa Akemi, and found that Ozawa Akemi was looking at her speechlessly.The eyes seemed to say the same thing.

When Akemi Ozawa first came here, she had already expressed surprise at how Tsubaki was eating at the dinner.Although it's a rigid one, but in the end it can be regarded as an acceptable range.

But... what is it about being able to eat with an exclusive domineering look?Akira Ozawa's beautiful eyes.

Is it domineering?Tsubaki responded with flickering eyes.

For some reason, sitting next to him for a meal, as one of two women, always had a strangely annoying feeling... Akemi Ozawa continued.

I can vaguely feel it, as if... the feeling of being made a king's concubine, isn't it so?Tsubaki replied with eyes.

Akemi Ozawa's face was enlightened, shining through the fog, and then nodded emphatically.

It seems that when behind his back, a strange agreement was reached...

Seeing the two women barely moving their chopsticks, but frequently flirting with each other, Atobe felt such a subtle feeling.Even the hand holding the chopsticks trembled accidentally.However, seeing the same two girls at the dinner table, he coughed lightly and said, "What's the matter? I didn't come here to let you watch me eat, eh?"

If you are seen like this again, you will have a creepy feeling that you have drugged your meal.

"Oh, let's eat." Tsubaki reacted first, and picked up a piece of beef.The strange atmosphere just now was broken.Ozawa