[Comprehensive] fleeting notebook

school entrance.

She originally thought that Mr. Atobe would arrive in a very ostentatious Rolls-Royce, Ferrari, Bugatti, etc., but in the end...

The boy in front of him was just wearing the ordinary Bingdi school uniform, and there were no luxury cars parked nearby, only the inseparable Huadi-kun followed him.

Really, she was afraid that there would be some rumors about "a third-grade girl on the list of a wealthy prince" coming out of the school tomorrow, so she even prepared a baseball cap and a mask on purpose.

It seems that although this uncle has always been high-profile, he still knows how to measure.

"How about it, it's exactly the same as the original one." Although he came to compensate others, Atobe's gesture of crossing his arms was still as proud as ever.

Irie opened the zipper of the sword bag, took out the bamboo sword inside, held it in his hand and looked it over.

As expected of Master Atobe... Although it is the same model as her original bamboo sword, the quality is much better than hers, and it is definitely a high-end product.

Although it's a bit silly to think so... But she really made money...

Irie nodded, and politely gestured to the other party: "Well, it's a great sword, even better than my original one. Thank you, Atobe-kun."

"Huh, my uncle's things are of course the most gorgeous, and my uncle never owes others. Hey ~ Huadi." Atobe said the iconic catchphrase and made the iconic gesture of touching his forehead with his fingers .

Huadi behind him also gave the unchanging answer: "usu!"

Irie, who was watching from the sidelines, held back his laughter for a moment and his shoulders shook three times... When I read the original work, I was probably used to the iconic question and answer between the two, but now I look at it in real life like this ...Why the inexplicable sense of joy? It is really difficult for Mr. Huadi to cooperate with this young master so much.

Although it's quite joyful to watch, I have to say that Mr. Atobe's gesture of touching his forehead with his fingers... Tsk tsk, those fingers are too fucking beautiful!Please allow her to swear in her heart... But she is really beautiful...

Atobe didn't pay attention to the eyes of a certain female idiot, but raised his head slightly to look at Odaiba Middle School, and then said, "Irie, how do you get to the tennis court at your school?"

"Huh?" Irie didn't realize it for a while, thinking that the man who was busy with everything would just leave after paying her back.

Atobe frowned slightly: "Don't you know...We, Bingdi, have a practice match with your school's tennis club this weekend. I am here today not only to compensate you for your bamboo sword, but also to take a look at the venue."

Yep, the weekend practice match was held at their school... Mr. Atobe is quite worried as a minister, although it is very possible that it is really just that since you are here, let's take a look...

But is it appropriate to bring this influential figure who was still talking about it to the tennis court now...

And she was asked to bring this overly shiny uncle into the campus... It's fortunate that she had prepared a mask and a baseball cap...

"Jiro, the running is too slow, come again!" The head of the Odaiba Junior High Tennis Club fed the ball to Akiyama Jiro who was facing each other across the net.

Although Akiyama Jiro is only in the second grade, he is already the absolute main force in the team, so he is also placed high hopes by the seniors.

However, as the practice match with Ice Emperor Academy draws closer, Akiyama Jiro's psychological fluctuations are also increasing.When you get up in a hurry, your running ability will decrease, and you will not be able to grasp the ball's landing point.

The team didn't have much confidence in the weekend practice match, and now... oh...

The stadium next door—

"Hachimaru, what's wrong with you? You make so many mistakes. Isn't serving always your strong point? How many double faults have you sent today!" Another teammate who was training against Nakamura Hachimaru across the net was also very dissatisfied with his teammate training status.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Nakamura Hachimaru scratched his head apologetically, no fighting spirit could be seen on his face: "It's just that, just thinking about the opponent is Hyotei, I feel my whole arm trembling, and I can't control it no matter what The rhythm of the serve..."

The teammate on the other side of the net also sighed: "Really, Hachimaru, you make me nervous too..."

Unknowingly, the entire stadium gradually fell silent. There was no sound of running, hitting the ball, not to mention the sound of cheering for myself, which was very depressing.

In the silence, only a clear sound of footsteps entered the tennis court unhurriedly but loudly.

"Hmph, really, I didn't expect the top eight teams in the Tokyo Metropolitan Tournament last year to look like this. It's so ugly and disappointing. Hey, Kawaji."

Accompanied by a voice so arrogant that it seemed to be looking down on everything, like a proud and dazzling emperor, the boy appeared in the center of the crowd at Odaiba Middle School with his usual gorgeous posture.

And Irie, who had already silently shrunk into the corner, covered his face with a headache... Although he knew that this was due to the character of the proud ice emperor, but he still felt too much hatred, Atobe-san...

After all, this is the territory of our Odaiba Middle School, so please restrain yourself a little bit, young master.

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"Ato... Keigo Atobe... is Keigo Atobe of the Ice Emperor..."

Many members of the Tennis Club of Odaiba Junior High School recognized this unforgettable young man. Although they were in awe of this strong man, the young man's words were still quite uncomfortable.

"Hyotei's Head Atobe, right? Hello, I'm the head of the Tennis Club of Odaiba Middle School. Head Atobe, the practice match between our two teams should start on the weekend." The head stepped forward and said neither humble nor overbearing Said.

"Ah, my master knows." Atobe raised his chin, still looking like a master, I rule the world: "I originally wanted to inspect the venue for the weekend competition in advance today, but now it seems... It doesn't matter what the venue is, if we play against a weaker team like you, our Ice Emperor sent second-line players to play and win it easily."

"What are you talking about, Keigo Atobe!" Akiyama Jiro, who had the most violent temper, immediately burst into anger, and saw that he was about to confront the ice emperor who came to smash the court on the spot with his racket.

As the senior, Nakamura Hachimaru immediately held down the frizzy junior: "Calm down, Jiro-sama!"

"It's not Jiro-san, it's Jiro! Nakamura-senpai, why have you been infected by Irie-senpai!" Although the anger was rising...but the name still needs to be corrected!

After scanning the tennis court with his insightful eyes, Atobe turned and left arrogantly. Before leaving, he still did not forget to show his arrogance: "Hmph, I am not interested in playing with a group of lost dogs. Weekend practice Sai, it seems that my uncle is going to be disappointed."

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After picking things up, Atobe still walked towards the gate of the campus with a domineering and cool look, but...

"What's the matter?" Atobe raised an eyebrow.

I saw Irie standing at the gate of the school looking at him, as if waiting for him.

"Well, Atobe-san, thank you." Irie thanked Atobe seriously.

Atobe looked indifferent: "There is no need for the matter of the bamboo sword. It was my uncle who broke your bamboo sword."

"Ah, no, I didn't mean to talk about the bamboo sword..." Irie waved his hand, and continued, "What Atobe-san did in the tennis club just now...in fact, he wanted to arouse the fighting spirit of the players in our school."

Atobe was slightly taken aback, although his arrogance remained undiminished, his face softened obviously: "Ice Emperor won't waste time playing against a team that doesn't even have fighting spirit. Ice Empress is fighting, show me your best form and let me see."

Sure enough, she thinks the same... Although this gorgeous young man is always so proud that he looks down on everything like an emperor, he will not casually look down on others with the attitude of a high-ranking person, because his arrogance is just like his arrogance. The motto is the same - nobility does not exist in the blood, but comes from the heart.

Adelsitzt Gemüt, nichtim Geblüt.

Really, I always like to play the villain, Atobe-san.

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After club activities, in the evening, on the streets of Tokyo.

Irie, Homi, Jiro, and Hachimaru, who just came out of a hamburger restaurant, still had unfinished Coke in their hands, chatting as they walked.

"That Atobe Keigo...is so arrogant, hey, the weekend practice match will definitely open the eyes of that arrogant guy!" Akiyama Jiro's eyes were about to burst out of the universe.

Suomi hurriedly greeted her younger brother, "Jiro, stop squeezing the Coke cup too hard, the Coke is overflowing!"

And Nakamura Hachimaru, who has been depressed these days, has also recovered a lot of fighting spirit: "Yes, you can't lose your momentum before playing! Our tennis club in Tokyo is not the kind of underdog who is bullied, no It's easy to admit defeat!"

"Well, that's a good point, Basang, even if you lose, you have to lose at least 1:6, absolutely don't swallow your eggs!" Irie stretched out his hand and patted his buddy on the shoulder.

Nakamura Hachimaru took a sip of Coke: "Hmph, 1:6...I'm confident 2:6!"

"Tsk... I thought you would say that you have confidence in 6:1..." Irie turned his head and complained, and then stopped in his tracks: "That...would you like to accompany me into the bookstore, the new issue of "" "jump" is out."

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After walking into this small bookstore on the side of the road, I went straight to the "jump" area, and saw the new issue just released at a glance, oh ho ho, it's still joy4 as the cover, and the group looks good!So happy~ I reached out to the pile of new jumps and wanted to take out one to buy, but at this time, the next jump was also taken out.

"Ah, it's you! You're also here to buy the new issue of Jump!" A cheerful and lively voice rang in my ears.

Irie raised his head...it was actually a baby sheep!

"Ah, it's Akutagawa-kun." Irie already liked the character of the baby sheep in the original work, and he is also a manga fan... and the baby sheep seems to be a jump party too!

Great, my big jump party!

"Are you...from Hyotei Academy? From the Tennis Club?" Akiyama Jiro at the side recognized with sharp eyes that Akutagawa Jirou was wearing Hyotei's school uniform and was carrying a tennis bag.

He obviously felt that Akiyama Jiro was a little unfriendly, although he didn't know why the stranger in front of him seemed to have a problem with him, but Akutagawa Jiro nodded innocently.

"Well, his name is Akutagawa Jiro, and he is a third-year student at Hyotei Academy. Speaking of which, the pronunciation of your two names is quite similar, Jiro-sama." Irie said while rubbing his chin.

"It's not Jiro-chan, it's Jiro..." Akiyama Jiro corrected tirelessly.

Irie also sensed that Akiyama Jiro seemed to have some complaints about Akutagawa Jiro, so he hurriedly explained to Jiro: "Well, Akutagawa-san, Jiro-sama didn't mean to target you... It's just that the tennis clubs of our two schools have practice on weekends. Sai, your minister just came to our school tennis club... There was a little bit of trouble..."

Jiro blinked, as if he understood what was going on in an instant: "Did Atobe go to your school? That...you don't mind, Atobe's character is like that. But, Atobe is actually a very nice person , really, really good!"

Seeing Jiro Akutagawa trying his best to protect his minister, Irie couldn't help but sigh in his heart, is it true that all the ice emperors are diehard fans of the queen...

At this time, Jiro also noticed that both Akiyama Jiro and Nakamura Hachimaru were carrying tennis bags.

"Ah, are you guys from the Odaiba Junior High Tennis Club? Great, we might have a chance to play a game this weekend!" As soon as something related to the tennis game was mentioned, Jiro, who was still a little sleepy, suddenly woke up. few.

Akiyama Jiro clenched his fists firmly: "I will definitely defeat you!"

"Well, I'm looking forward to competing with you! It must be very interesting." Cirou showed his signature smile, and scratched his characteristic little curly hair by the way.

Akiyama Jiro suddenly felt that the other party was missing the point: "Hey... I said, I want to beat you..."

"Hee hee, it's nothing, the fun is the best thing!" Ci Lang's innocent smile remained unchanged.

This made Akiyama Jiro look confused... This guy doesn't seem to care about winning or losing at all, as long as he plays happily... There is still such a tennis player...

At the door of the bookstore, when saying goodbye——

"Then we'll see you on the weekend, Master Jiro!" Jiro smiled and waved to Akiyama Jiro.

"It's not Jiro-chan, it's Jiro!" Akiyama Jiro shouted frantically.

This guy did it on purpose, definitely on purpose... This guy is actually black inside, right...

"I said, Bai Lan, are you so free every day..."

In front of the computer, Irie put his chin on one hand and looked at the white-haired boy on the screen.

Really, during the days when this guy left, he had to video chat with her almost every day... Didn't you participate in the European Cotton Candy Production Contest...

"Hi~ I wanted to give Xiaozheng a surprise today~" Bai Lan said with a smile, her voice was sweet and greasy as always.

Irie raised his eyebrows: "What surprise?"

"Hmm... the surprise is, Xiaozheng, open the window~"

Irie was stunned for a second, then walked to the window, just opened the window...

"Snapped!"

A paper airplane hit her right on the forehead.

Grab the paper airplane and take a look, the familiar handwriting - "surprise!"

Hastily leaned out and looked at the open-air balcony next door...

In the night wind, the pure white hair on the young man's forehead swayed slightly.

"Surprise, Xiaozheng~ I'm back early~"

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