Chapter 133 Romance Monthly Heroine
Yuushi Oshitari returned to the training base in a worried mood.
When I saw Keigo Atobe, the feeling of despair in my life suddenly reached its peak.
Atobe Keigo: “…”
Atobe Keigo: "Didn't you go out for some fun? Why are you back with such a sad face?"
Ozuki Yuushi sighed in a melancholy manner, and he was really worried.
Atobe Keigo: ...
Atobe Keigo: "You have the last thirty seconds to answer my questions properly. If you choose not to, you can go straight to the court with your racket and prepare for extra practice."
Oshitari Yuushi: "Okay."
He put away his deliberately exaggerated feeling of uneasiness and revealed some genuine sadness.
"You know Suzuki Sonoko is definitely getting married, right?"
When he heard the name Suzuki Sonoko, Atobe Keigo finally understood what he was up to.
The young master sighed exhaustedly, "I know she's getting married. I even know who her partner is. I don't have any extra thoughts."
——Could you please stop imposing the character of the second male lead in the 8 o'clock drama on me?
——After you put it on, you will be so moved!
Atobe Keigo had never found Oshitari Yuushi's hobby so annoying before.
But ever since he inexplicably claimed that he had dreamt of his past life and tried to participate in archaeological activities, his emotional level has increased several times for no reason. He is endlessly obsessed with spring flowers and autumn moons, and becomes sentimental at the slightest disagreement.
Atobe could swear to heaven that when he looked at Suzuki Sonoko, it was like looking at another version of himself who might have suffered setbacks due to weakness. The heartache and worry were real.
Even until now, he felt that Suzuki Sonoko's desire to marry a commoner was purely a rebound from long-term repression.
Once she lets go of the anger she has been holding in, all that's left is a mess that she won't be able to clean up.
But if we really want to talk about love and affection - especially the kind of love and affection that Ozaki imagines, which is painstaking and silent, - there is absolutely none.
Ozuki Yuushi raised his eyebrows: "So you don't like her?"
Atobe raised his eyebrows even more glaringly in response: "When did I ever say I liked her?"
Oshizuka Yuushi looked at the young master in front of him, his calm demeanor, his confident and righteous demeanor, and even felt a hint of amusement in his tired heart. He asked him, "Do you remember what you did?"
Atobe Keigo looked down at the folder in his hand.
Yuushi Oshizuka: "I'm not talking about tennis training, I'm talking about Suzuki Sonoko."
"I said it has nothing to do with Suzuki Sonoko—"
"You obviously fell in love with her at first sight when you returned to China!"
"I don't!"
"You have!"
Oshitari swore to heaven, "When our family and the Suzuki family were planning a marriage, Kenya, who personally went on the blind date, didn't even remember where the arranged meeting place was!"
"And you, a short-term member who only went there for three or two months when you first returned to China, can actually remember the name of that club after all these years!"
"Is it a crime for me to have a good memory?"
"Your memory isn't even worth remembering," Oshitari Yuushi said, counting on his fingers. "Kenya was desperately trying to ruin the blind date. He was going to use the three or four fiancés Suzuki Sonoko had previously broken up to find out what type of men she hated. Do you remember that?"
The eldest young master Zhang Yang's eyebrows stiffened for a moment, but he had just attributed his deep memory of certain things to "I was born with a good memory". Now that someone had interrupted him, he could only hum indifferently.
Yuushi Oshitari: "You were the one who nitpicked every word Kenya had said, forcefully analyzing a long string of sentences, and then confidently declared that you were Miss Suzuki's ideal type (see the second half of Chapter 79)."
"What else?"
Atobe Keigo's frown was now very firm: "Is my analysis wrong?"
Ozuki Yuushi chuckled, "When you're emotionally unstable, you like to call yourself 'Uncle'. Could you tell me what pain point I touched that caused you to have such emotional fluctuations that you need to change your name?"
Are you angry out of shame?
Not only did Keigo Atobe not get angry - in fact, he never even thought that his understanding was wrong - he became even more puzzled with a clear conscience.
"Isn't it an objective fact that she likes my type?"
The eldest young master raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I grew up like this naturally. Why do you think I did it on purpose when you said that?"
Oshitari Yuushi: ...
Yuushi Oshitari: Do you realize that the conclusion that "Suzuki Sonoko likes your type" was arbitrarily tampered with by you for some psychological reasons that you yourself don't understand?
——It’s not enough that you fooled Qian by tampering with the information without authorization. After several months, have you even succeeded in brainwashing yourself?
"Then let's talk about something else."
Anyway, Oshitari-kun has plenty of material: "Last auction."
"That screen was bought by Ximen Sojiro!"
Oshitari Yuushi said, "That's right. They were childhood sweethearts, first loves, and engaged couples who almost became a couple. What makes you think you share the same concerns as Ximen Sojiro?"
Atobe Keigo was almost pissed off and laughed: "Even if there's no friendship, there's still some incense. If that kind of boudoir treasure has the face of the Suzuki zaibatsu's daughter painted on it, who would be happy if it was bought by someone with no reputation?"
"Even if Ximen Sojiro isn't here, I can still do a favor by buying that thing and sending it to Suzuki..."
At this point, he snapped his fingers at Oshitari and said disdainfully, "Although romance novels are your personal hobby, when it comes to real-life events, besides considering emotional factors, can you please be a little more pragmatic sometimes?"
"Okay."
Oshitari shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's not talk about your reason for wanting to buy a folding screen. I'd like to ask you to explain to me first: how on earth did you manage to see only one-fifth of your face clearly from the side, especially the back..."
He gestured at the back of his head and said, "Do you see Suzuki Sonoko's shadow in the portrait of the woman whose ear takes up half of her back face?"
Atobe Keigo: "Didn't Ximen Sojiro see that too?"
Oshitari Yuushi: "Yes, you and Ximen Sojiro were the only ones in the room who noticed it, so we're back to the beginning—they were childhood sweethearts, first loves who almost became a couple, and they were close enough to see the essence through the surface—so, what kind of mentality did you have to develop the same piercing eyes as Ximen Sojiro?"
Atobe Keigo: “…”
Oshitari Yuushi: "Don't remain silent, explain quickly."
"Oshizuka Yuushi, are you itching for trouble——"
"Don't be so angry, explain first."
Atobe Keigo took a deep breath.
When Yuushi Ozuki walked in early, he was so busy worrying that he didn't notice that there was a tennis bag next to the table (it was almost the holiday, and I guess Atobe was getting ready to go home).
In other words, a tennis racket that could be used to destroy him at any time was only ten centimeters away from Atobe's hand!
Yuushi Oshizuka: Why do I suddenly want to give in?
"Then let's change the subject."
He was desperate: "Let me ask you one question, if, I mean if, Suzuki Sonoko's marriage proposal is now cancelled, and she has to go through the conventional marriage procedure, so there is no value attached to inheriting the Suzuki family, and no one wants her, will you marry her?"
Atobe Keigo thought to himself, isn't this the inevitable result?
It became known to everyone that Daoming Si Si liked the girl named Makino Shancai, and the trouble caused by Suzuki Sonoko was even bigger than his. It was still unclear whether this civilian wedding could be held in the end.
When she hits rock bottom and collapses, the Suzuki family will probably have to turn their attention back to their eldest daughter, Suzuki Ayako, even out of consideration for their second daughter's mental health.
The public's impression of Suzuki Sonoko is that she is not capable enough (hence the need for a son-in-law), has poor stress tolerance (with their educational resources, they can develop abilities even without them, but the only thing they can't develop is their inability to be cruel to themselves), has obvious character flaws (even her five fiancés broke up with her), has weird living habits (the Suzuki family is notorious for spoiling their children without any bottom line), and other factors that make her unsuitable to be the daughter-in-law of a large family and to accompany the heir to share the responsibilities for the rest of their lives.
In the general evaluation of parents, she is a mysterious existence who is "only suitable to be a spoiled lady, and if you marry her, you will have to worship her." Her value is volatile and she is sometimes in the market and sometimes out of stock.
Once she loses her value as an heir - that is, when her mental pressure is so great that the Suzuki family really needs to consider her sister's son - coupled with her neurasthenia that makes her need more comfort, Suzuki Sonoko is afraid that she will really fall to the bottom.
She will probably cry?
Five years ago, out of awe at the unspeakable sorrow in her eyes when she cried, he just stood quietly in the corner and watched the whole thing.
But if there's a second time...
——If you see someone standing alone in the rain on the street, it’s always okay to go over and help by holding an umbrella for them.
On the other side, Shinobu waited for a long time without receiving an answer, but when he saw the expression on the eldest young master's face, the answer was self-evident.
That's why I say it's terrible.
Yuushi Oshitari raised his hand and slapped his forehead: He was also one of the people who thought that Suzuki Sonoko's civilian wedding would inevitably fail, but the reason was different from what Atobe (and a group of people who thought like him) guessed.
What he's worried about now is that Suzuki Sonoko will recover her past life memories like him, and then be obsessed with rekindling her past relationship. She might get carried away and dump the groom at the wedding, then come looking for him if they have a disagreement. What should he do?!
He didn't care what the unidentified civilian thought, but what would Atobe think at that time...
Yuushi Oshizuka wanted to bite his hand: Why on earth did he go to Takashi for archaeological excavation? Please God send someone to smash him and make him lose his memory!
wrong.
His amnesia played no decisive role at all: why didn't God send someone to smash Suzuki Sonoko into amnesia?!
Atobe Keigo was shocked by his sudden slap in the face, and completely labeled Inuzuka's inexplicable behavior today as a brain spasm.
He sighed and waved his hand to send people away: "If you are sick, go home and see a doctor. I don't have time to take care of you."
After saying this, he picked up his tennis bag and left first.
Yuushi Inu was left standing there, his weak head banging against the door frame beside him. "It doesn't matter if you like her, young master. The key is that I'm afraid she'll be crazy and insist on liking me..."
Three meters away, by the half-open window, Taocheng Wu, who was originally just bending down to pick up a flying ball, shut his mouth in amazement.
——What kind of weird, melodramatic idol drama are these people from Hyotei living in?
With such doubts in mind, Taocheng held the racket in his hand for half an hour without walking a few hundred meters. He turned a corner without looking at the road and bumped into an innocent passerby.
Momoshiro Takeshi held the back of his head and stood up, about to apologize: "So it's Fuji-senpai?"
Fuji held the bag and shook his head in amusement: "Even if it was me, I should have said sorry first, right?"
Momoshiro: "Oh, sorry, Fuji-senpai!"
Fuji said he was fine: "But you, why don't you look where you're walking? Didn't you learn your lesson from the last time you sprained your ankle? What if you get hurt again and can't play?"
When Momoshiro Takeshi saw this gentle senior and heard the confused gossip, he suddenly felt an itch in his throat, and all the words he had been holding in his heart were about to burst out.
He almost remained squatting on the ground as he poured out all the bloody love triangle story that hadn't been fully warmed up to his senior.
After saying that, he hesitated and added his personal opinion: "Atobe seemed to say that he would want the girl no matter what she became, but after he left, Obito was sad for a long time alone, and it didn't seem like he would give up..."
"Should we... do something?"
Bu Erxin said, with your straightforward train of thought, did you hear something wrong?
"What do you think we can do?"
Momoshiro Takeshi himself actually doesn't know.
"So...are we just going to watch Hyotei's excitement?" He scratched his ear in distress. "I heard that the heroine named Suzuki doesn't seem to have a good personality. Could they have been deceived?"
——Even if they were not all deceived, would this woman have bad intentions later and trick them into fighting?
At this moment, the drama in Momoshiro Takeshi's mind has seamlessly transitioned from the bloody love triangle of youth campus to the samurai duel in the Middle Ages. His mind is full of the magical images of Oshitari and Atobe each holding a tennis racket, exposing their chests and slashing at each other.
"Ah," he couldn't help but worry, "Will this affect the results of the practice match...Should I report this to the coach?"
"Not really."
When Taocheng heard this, he subconsciously raised his head, and then realized that Senior Fuji had actually opened his eyes.
He let out an even more confused "Ah".
Fuji Shusuke sighed: "If it's Suzuki," he briefly recalled the bizarre experience with ten mobile phones, "then this 'heroine' might be getting married."
"She must really want to get married. If you haven't heard the whole story, don't spread it around. It's bad for her reputation."
Taocheng Wuxin said, how do you know that the heroine is going to get married?
Are you sure she's sincere?
——Senior, do you also know the heroine?
——No, he always thought that this kind of woolen network only existed in the girls' novel magazines that Tomoka brought to the training seat!
Although he had a lot of complaints in his heart, Momoshiro Takeshi was essentially a good kid who listened to his seniors, so he just nodded obediently, picked up his racket and ball and went back to the locker room.
Everyone had agreed to go home for the day off, and the locker room was full of players from other schools packing up their things to leave. Momoshiro Takeshi spotted Kamio from Fudomine with his sharp eyes, but remembering Fuji's instructions, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Don't gossip, don't gossip.
He kept mumbling like this the whole way, his gut was full of bloody and terrible things that had been suppressed, and he felt like he was about to die.
"Senior A Tao, please watch the road when you ride your bike."
Senior A Tao snorted in anger and grief: "Echizen, you don't know anything at all!"
Ryoma Echizen yawned on the back of the bicycle and wisely chose not to argue any further.
Sure enough, when the car stopped at his door, Taocheng must have been holding back his words to the limit, but he was hesitant to speak directly because of Fuji-senpai's warning. Finally, he opened his mouth and said, "Let me tell you a story..."
Echizen Ryoma: If you don’t want to listen, shut up.
But on the surface, he just said "Oh" blankly.
Taocheng was so depressed that his stomach hurt that day. He told a long story with equivalent substitutions like this, and also included some magical plots that he couldn't remember clearly so his brain automatically filled in the blanks. After he finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt refreshed.
Long Ma looked at him for a long time with complicated eyes: "Tell me, Senior Tao, whose gossip is this?"
Taocheng:......
Taocheng: "I said it was a TV show."
"Okay."
Echizen Ryoma thought for a moment and said, "Forget it."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Momoshiro: "It's from Hyotei. The male protagonists are Oshitari and Atobe. They both fall in love with the same person. It is said that the female protagonist Suzuki is going to get married——"
wrong.
Momoshiro Takeshi recalled what he had just said: He was very careful not to involve the school's senior Fuji. Where did this feeling of something wrong come from?
...The heroine Suzuki?
“That’s right!”
Taocheng Wu tapped his left hand against his right hand, then suddenly realized, "Why does this sound so familiar? Isn't the sponsor of our training camp named Suzuki?"
On the other side, because the two of them stood at the door for a long time without coming in, Ryoma's cousin Nanako simply came over with the prepared snacks.
She first handed the iced drinks to the two young men and asked curiously, "What are you talking about? Why don't you come in?"
Taocheng immediately shut up and shook his head, saying it was nothing.
Echizen had no intention of exposing him, and curled his lips: "Senior Tao is just gossiping."
Nanako didn't insist on asking anything. Seeing that neither of them wanted to talk, she smiled good-naturedly and explained, "I just think the last name 'Suzuki' is familiar to me. I remember that Uncle Nanjiro's sponsor when he was young seemed to have the last name Suzuki."
"It is indeed Suzuki."
Echizen Junko was walking down the stairs from the second floor. After hearing this, she confirmed Nanako's words and waved for the three of them to come in first. She continued, "Speaking of Suzuki, Ryoma, don't you remember the old man who came to our house several times the day before you participated in your first junior competition, and the day after you won the championship?"
The first time he won the championship was four years ago, right?
Long Ma said slowly, "Ah!" "I remember now."
When Nanjiro Echizen suddenly retired, Uncle Suzuki tried to persuade him to turn back but failed, so he angrily devoted himself to the tennis career.
He sprained his back three times in one day of playing basketball, his blood pressure and blood sugar fluctuated, and he was on the verge of cerebral infarction and myocardial infarction every day.
However, this is of no use.
In the first year, no new outstanding tennis players emerged in the world tennis arena. After watching the game, my uncle's blood pressure rose again. He was so angry that he went to Echizen's house in the United States, blocked the door and cursed.
As a result, Nanjiro was not at home that day, and little Ryoma suddenly had an allergic reaction. The uncle arrived just before the ambulance, so he escorted the child all the way to the hospital.
He was the one who temporarily transferred all the doctors here.
The next year, there was still no outstanding tennis player. On the day his uncle arrived in the United States, Nanjiro was still not at home (now thinking about it, he might have deliberately avoided him because he guessed his character). He had a meal at someone else's house and helped Echizen Junko buy a second-hand lawn mower. When Nanjiro came back in the evening, he realized belatedly that he wanted to continue to get angry.
In the third year, there were still no new faces in the international tennis world. Although Nanjiro Echizen was strong and agile, he was still not ready to make a comeback.
As soon as Uncle Suzuki walked in, he saw him jumping around in the backyard with a tennis racket, which made him so angry that his heart ached.
When he looked again, he saw that the number of little kids jumping to catch the ball opposite him had turned from one to two!
The old man was about to have a brain hemorrhage, and his hands were shaking as he pointed at the courtyard: "What's wrong with you? You refused to compete with one child. You haven't seen him for a year, why do you want another one!?"
He was so disappointed: "You really don't plan to play tennis anymore?"
Echizen Nanjiro: "..."
Echizen Nanjiro: "I just retired."
He scratched the back of his head and asked, "You were the one who sent someone to help me with the follow-up of that contract termination. Have you forgotten, old man?"
The old man held his breath in his throat, his face turned red, and he let out a "huh" and turned to leave.
After leaving the house, I felt that this guy Echizen Nanjiro was really annoying. He was so angry that he even forgot the basic manners!
So he retreated with a red face and gave a gift to Ryoma Echizen and Ryoma Echizen, who were holding their tennis rackets in the courtyard and were at a loss.
Two shopping cards, one worth 20,000 yuan.
This inexplicable and inconsistent visiting behavior continued until Ryoma Echizen signed up for the U.S. Junior Tennis Championships and easily won his first junior championship.
Then he got even angrier.
At that moment, Master Jiroji was furious while holding the championship trophy: "This is the seeded player! No, there were two children last year, why is there only one left this year?"
"Where did you take Long Ya?"
——Anyway, the main part of his speech is howling.
However, Uncle Suzuki did help a lot. It was he who was contacted to help Ryoma sign a temporary club contract for the junior tournament. So for a long time, Ryoma always thought that he was a relative of theirs with a very bad temper.
The older generation who are grumpy but surprisingly not annoying.
So when he mentioned it this time, his tone was actually a little nostalgic: "Is it that old man?"
Lunzi smiled and said, "You remember?"
Ryoma was nodding slowly, and Momoshiro Takeshi raised his hand thoughtfully: "But I heard that the sponsor's Suzuki... is a girl?"
"That should be the garden."
Echizen Rinko thought about it and said, "That's right." She pointed at Echizen and sighed, "This brat has grown up so much. Sonoko should be a grown-up girl too."
Ryoma Echizen, not realizing he was being called out, uttered a "huh" and turned his head to concentrate on drinking his soda.
Mrs. Renko's memories went on further and further. The more she recalled, the more emotional she felt. In the end, she even reached the point where "time flies like water, and things and people are no longer the same." She couldn't help but touch her face and smiled, "Come to think of it, Ryoma and Sonoko played very well together when they were young, but now that they have grown up, we hardly even see each other..."
Echizen Ryoma suddenly coughed.
"What..."
He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and said, "Don't say anything inexplicable."
"That's ridiculous," Renzi said without getting angry. "You were too young at the time, so you probably don't remember it."
After saying that, she turned and went upstairs. After a while, she came down with two photo albums.
"Yes."
The first page of the large-format photo album is a Q version of Ryoma Echizen.
Longma, who was just over two years old, was holding a plastic tennis racket and waving his hands towards the sky, not knowing what he was trying to do. On the other side of him was a little girl in a white dress.
The bow on the back of the girl's head was almost as big as her head. She had a big doll with a rabbit head in her arms. One hand held an uneaten biscuit, and the other hand was placed on the ground next to her.
Only if you look closely can you see that the girl is holding a bright orange tennis ball in her hand.
When Renzi saw the photo, she was even more moved. "When we were little, only Sonoko had the patience to play ping-pong with you for an entire afternoon. Come to think of it, she even wanted to secretly take you away and bring you back to Japan..."
"Longma was the same. He just kissed her and left. When the driver brought him back, he actually cried."
When she said this, Longma vaguely recalled a few scenes. It felt like... he was once standing next to something that he was afraid he couldn't climb up no matter what, and there was another person standing behind him, trying hard.
One of them dared to hug him while the other dared to raise his hand. The one who hugged him used so much force that his face turned red.
Being held so tightly that he tried hard to jump up twice, trying to help the person behind him relieve some of the pressure, but he couldn't jump up at all. He was so anxious that he just wanted to turn around and look at her.
Finally it seems to have climbed up...
Then, Longma pinched his five fingers subconsciously, and the memory of his childhood body was still quite present - she seemed to have snatched something from his hand, which made him always try to catch it, and when he was about to catch it, she suddenly kissed him to divert his attention.
Cool, crisp kisses fell on his forehead. He wasted all the time and didn't seem to get the ball back in his hands...
Thinking of this, Ryoma started coughing violently. Turning around, he saw Momoshiro Takeshi staring blankly at the photo album.
"What is Senior Tao looking at?"
In the background, Rinko Echizen retorted, "Ryoma is too cunning, is he trying to change the subject?" and "Son, are you blushing?" On the contrary, Momoshiro Takeshi was particularly immersed in it, pointing at the little girl in a white dress in the photo in confusion.
"She doesn't look like that kind of girl..."
"I didn't expect that."
Momoshiro turned away thoughtfully, muttering to himself, "She's getting married soon, but Atobe still says he'll marry her no matter what. Oshitari is banging his head against the wall because of her, and it's strange that he's so familiar with Fuji-senpai..."
"Now that I see it, this person is actually your childhood sweetheart, Echizen."
"Those girls' monthly magazines Tomoka reads aren't all lies!"
The author has something to say: See you tomorrow.
Ryoma and Atobe appear in chapters 23-25.
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