Meido Ryo clenched his fists, his face full of excitement: "That's great. I've been feeling so bored since the national competition ended. Although I'm still practicing, I always feel bored."

Xiangri Yueren was so excited that he flew up, his red hair drew an arc in the air.

"That's right, it's so boring to play with you two every day."

"What did you say? Yueren, you jump around every day, and Chotaro and I are fed up with you."

"How is it?"

"What do you say?"

"Senior, Meido-senpai, Xiangri-senpai, please stop quarreling..."

Feng Changtaro was caught in the middle and looked very embarrassed.

"snort."

"snort."

Until they finally left in the car, their noses were not noses and their eyes were not eyes.

"Don't worry, Atobe, I'll keep an eye on them."

Yuushi Oshitari pushed up his glasses and said.

"Ah well, I'll leave it to you then, Oshitari."

"Um."

The modified luxury extended version of the RV slowly left. Atobe Keigo turned back to the villa and entered the study.

Since I'm going to be away for a while, I still have to deal with the matters during this period first.

By the way, wait for Jingguang to come back.

Unexpectedly, when Atobe Kagemitsuyuki came back, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Keigo Atobe and Butler Ida have already gathered bodyguards and servants to go into the mountains to look for someone.

The returning boy was carrying a tattered little medicine basket on his back, and his comfortable sportswear was scratched by something sharp, with abrasions all over his body.

"Oh my God, Master Jingguang." Butler Ida exclaimed and hurriedly ordered the servants to get the medicine box.

"What's going on?"

Atobe Keigo frowned, quickened his pace, and asked while holding his younger brother with one hand.

"It's okay, brother, I just fell accidentally."

After disinfecting the boy's wound, Keigo Atobe took him back to his room to rest.

"I'll take you back to your room. The coach called today. I'll tell you about the coach's arrangements and orders."

"good."

The two brothers returned to their room and closed the door.

Atobe Keigo looked at his brother who was sitting on the bed and blinking obediently, rolled his eyes very, very un-gorgeously, squinted at his brother and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

The holes in my brother's clothes didn't seem to be caused by thorns. Some of the cuts were so neat that they looked like they were caused by a knife.

"......"

Jingguang hesitated between telling the truth and lying, and the memory that flashed through his mind was the time when his young hands made a pinky promise under the starry sky by the river that year.

Finally, he sighed and said softly, "It's really nothing. When I went deep into the mountains, I accidentally ran into a wounded thief and robber. I fought with him for a few moves, and then he ran away. When I was chasing him, I didn't notice the ravine below, and I accidentally fell down."

"Thief? Robber? What did he steal from you?"

Atobe Keigo frowned, "I'll ask the butler to call the police."

"Forget it, brother. That guy was just waving the knife to scare me. He didn't really hurt me. Really, look, not even a layer of skin was peeled off."