Chapter 32
Atobe Keigo did what he said and immediately made a call. After a few words, he handed the phone to Nakamori Akimi, "The degree, material, and anything else you need to pay attention to."
Professionals do professional things. Nakamori Akimi told the other party what he needed, and the other party said that it would be delivered within half an hour.
So fast?
"Let's go," Atobe Keigo put away his phone and looked at her hesitantly, "Should I find you a cane? You shouldn't fall."
"Please, I'm nearsighted, not blind. Besides, you should be the one helping me. Why are you looking for a cane?"
Ah, the girl who escaped under the moonlight finally found her lover, but because of your inner inferiority complex, you both had a quarrel. Faced with your inner resentment and jealousy, you would:
A: Tell him you're tired of this worry and fear, "I'm tired, Atobe. My heart is broken by your ambiguous attitude. What do you want from me?" (Sometimes exposing the problem will lead to further development, strategy value +2)
B: Stubbornly holding back tears, she drew a line between them and him, "Atobe, let's both calm down for a while." (Avoiding the problem will only make things worse, strategy value -5)
C: "Atobe Keigo, you're about to get engaged to Sakurada Juri, why are you still looking for someone as insignificant as me!" (Venting off your emotions is a sign of concern, strategy point +5)]
No, what did they just talk about have anything to do with this? Nakamori Akimi's pupils trembled.
But there was no other way, Nakamori Akimi could only perform option C with the highest strategy value with passion and emotion.
Anyway, there is only Keigo Atobe here, and it is normal for me to go crazy when he looks at me.
Then she instantly grasped some key words in the options.
"So, Atobe, you're really going to get engaged to Sakurada-san? A marriage of wealth and power?"
Isn't this the main storyline?
Nakamori Akimi had a gossipy look on his face.
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about."
Atobe Keigo's tone was definitely not pleasant, and Nakamori Akimi made a bold guess.
"Generally speaking, engagement announcements are usually made at the protagonist's birthday party or some other important occasion. Could it be that today is..." Nakamori Akimi gasped, "Is this the reason you ran away?"
"Escape? There's no such word as escape in my dictionary."
Atobe Keigo snorted disdainfully.
"That's true, you really want to be with Sakura..."
"Zhong! Sen!"
The rest of the words were swallowed back by Nakamori Akimi in the warning tone of Atobe Keigo, and he quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, this rose is so beautiful." Nakamori Akimi squinted his eyes and exaggeratedly moved his face closer to look at it. "I also saw super beautiful roses at the flower shop yesterday, but unfortunately they were on sale, so I didn't buy any."
"It's on sale, so shouldn't it be a better deal? Why didn't you buy it?"
It was obvious that Keigo Atobe really didn't want to continue that topic, so he went up the stairs.
"Oh my god, I actually heard the word 'good deal' from you, Atobe?" Nakamori Akimi was surprised. "I thought rich people like you wouldn't just buy things without looking at the price. How could you actually care about whether it's a good deal?"
"Ah, what's that stereotype?" A hint of pride crossed Keigo Atobe's face. "I've also been to a supermarket with evening sales with Oshitari and the others, and the experience was pretty good."
Will it really be a good experience to compete with a group of elderly people for discounted products?
Perhaps the questioning expression on Nakamori Akimi's face was too obvious, so Atobe Keigo awkwardly lifted the strands of hair from his forehead and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"Because—roses never go on sale, and romance never comes cheap." Nakamori Akimi opened her arms, the breeze lifting her long hair. She felt like she was hugging an entire rose garden. From this perspective, she, Nakamori Akimi, is also a serious artistic girl.
"Of course, this is just my personal opinion. Saving some money is certainly a good thing."
However, literary girls sometimes succumb to the temptation of reality.
"Oh, that's a good idea."
The rose lover easily agreed with her idea, but the next second his brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again.
"So, Atobe, don't be so resistant. Look, Sakurada even planted this sea of roses just for you. It's such a precious and sincere gesture—"
Nakamori Akimi's aria was full of twists and turns, unlike the blue veins on Atobe Keigo's forehead that were beating so rhythmically.
"Nakamori Akimi, I see you don't want to go out anymore."
After hearing this, Nakamori Akimi shut up and said, "I was wrong."
Being able to bend and stretch is the way to survive.
***
When they returned to the hall, the dance had just begun.
Sakurada Juri was dancing the opening dance with a red-haired boy. Everyone's attention was attracted by them, and no one noticed Nakamori Akimi and Atobe Keigo who had just returned.
"Hmm? It's Akashi."
Atobe Keigo seems to know everyone here.
"Is that Akashi?"
"Ah, well, besides that Akashi, do you know any other Akashi?"
"Well, I don't know him," Nakamori Akimi answered truthfully. "But, given the current situation, isn't it the rumored choice between the two?"
Isn't it the same with marriage alliances? If this one doesn't work, then the next one? If Atobe doesn't work, then Akashi? After all, the rich don't go to the poor.
Although he didn't quite understand, he felt that it was not a good thing to say, so he spoke decisively, "I advise you to think it over before you speak."
Nakamori Akimi hadn't thought it through, so she kept her mouth shut, but her eyes couldn't stop wandering between the three of them.
"Nakamori, can you dance?"
Atobe Keigo asked suddenly.
"What?"
This is the dance, the dancing boys, the clasped hands, the scorching heat, are you ready to embark on a romantic journey? Facing Keigo Atobe's invitation, what will you do?
A: Accept (Strategy Points +5)
B: Reject (Strategy Value -10)
Before Akimi Nakamori could react, the game prompt popped up.
"Sure enough, as long as I take the initiative to do something that meets the requirements of the strategy, the option will appear in advance. This is the last time today." Atobe Keigo showed a satisfied smile. He didn't want to be suddenly attacked in this situation. "Will you jump?"
"Yes, I will, but it's not easy for me to jump in my current state, right?"
Nakamori Akimi, who understood Keigo Atobe's intention, was not bad at dancing. She was just particularly worried that her half-blind state would make her look ridiculous. She had really had enough of social failure today.
"It's okay, just follow me."
Atobe Keigo and the system did not give her any chance to refuse. When her hand was held, her body involuntarily followed the figure in front.
"Atobe-sama?"
Atobe Keigo, who entered the dance floor, obviously attracted everyone's attention, and his dance partner was also noticed.
"Who was his dance partner?"
"Is that... Nakamori?"
"What!?"
It was over, she could already feel the chilling coldness emanating from the girls.
Akimi Nakamori was brought to the dance floor by Keigo Atobe, and people next to her also began to enter. At this time, she felt like a thorn in her back, which was not a pleasant feeling.
"You've made me a target of public criticism, Atobe."
"Are you scared?"
“It’s hard to say, but it’s quite exciting.”
"Good attitude, keep it up."
Atobe Keigo lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, the corners of his mouth raised in a rather pleasant arc.
"I forgot to mention that today's makeup suits you very well."
Wow – what an unexpected compliment.
"Of course. This is what I spent two hours on. If it doesn't suit me, I should ask for a refund and complain."
Nakamori Akimi accepted the compliment without any modesty.
"careful."
Atobe Keigo took a half step back and made her spin, avoiding the person opposite.
"Atobe, change people."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding what the other party meant, and then asked his dance partner.
"Do you mind?"
"How are they?"
"Oh, not bad."
For Keigo Atobe, this is already a high evaluation.
Nakamori Akimi squinted and met Sakurada Juri's eyes. She looked like she had something to say to Atobe Keigo.
"Well...I accept that."
The hand that was holding the waist loosened, and Atobe Keigo stretched out his long arms, and Nakamori Akimi's fingertips slipped out of his palm, spun, and fell into the hands of another person.
"Excuse me, miss."
The distance was enough for Nakamori Akimi to see clearly that the man had a pair of gentle red eyes.
"That's okay. I don't mind."
Although changing dance partners in the middle of a dance is a very rude thing to do, Nakamori Akimi doesn't care much about it.
"Juri has something to say to Atobe, so I'm borrowing your dance partner for now. Please forgive Juri's willfulness, Ms. Nakamori."
"No, it's nothing, but do you actually know me?"
Besides, Juri? They were calling each other so intimately, wouldn't Atobe be out of the game?
"Juri told me. Nice to meet you, Ms. Nakamori. I'm Akashi Seijuro. Please leave the rest of your stay to me."
Akashi Seijuro's dance steps are more steady than Atobe's, and he surprisingly matches Nakamori Akimi's dance moves.
After a while, Sakurada Juri's voice was heard.
"Seijuro."
"It seems they have finished their conversation. Goodbye, Ms. Nakamori."
Akashi Seijuro's hand loosened, and Nakamori Akimi held Atobe Keigo's hand again.
"You seem to be in a good mood, Nakamori."
Atobe Keigo sounded like he was in a good mood, and I don't know what Sakurada Juri said to him.
"After all, any normal girl wouldn't be in a bad mood to be able to get in close contact with a noble man like Akashi-kun."
However, her heels were a little high today, and her feet hurt from dancing.
"My glasses should be here in half an hour."
"Ah."
Atobe Keigo responded and led her through the final tilt before the next repetition.
Then the two of them moved sideways out of the dance floor flow and stopped at the nearest seating area.
"Does your foot hurt?"
Atobe Keigo's insight is really good. He discovered it when Nakamori Akimi just turned his feet slightly.
"One thing, don't worry about that. The glasses should be here by now. I'll go get them from the door."
Atobe Keigo glanced at the message, then gently pressed her shoulder and motioned her to sit down.
"No, I'll call and ask them to bring it in. Just stay here and don't move."
The noisy atmosphere in the hall was not suitable for a call, so Keigo Atobe said hello and went to the telephone lounge.
Bored Nakamori Akimi began to observe humans.
Huh? That person seems to be...
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