Chapter 33
"Nakamori-san."
Before Nakamori Akimi could squint her eyes and take a closer look, a voice behind her drew her attention back.
"Huh? Fuji-san? You're still here."
The outspoken guy said some very rude words, but fortunately the person involved didn't mind.
"I've been sorting out my thoughts upstairs for a bit, and I've gotten used to it. And as your male companion tonight, it would be rude for me to leave first."
Fuji Shusuke's adaptability is simply amazing. After going through so many bloody dramas, he adapted so quickly? You know, Nakamori Akimi fainted twice on the first day after being tricked into coming here.
Come to think of it, it seems that Atobe was only stunned for a minute or two, and then he continued to work! What kind of people are there? It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others.
Nakamori Akimi gritted his teeth secretly.
"By the way, Nakamori-san, what were you looking at just now?"
"I'm looking...eh? Where's the person?"
Nakamori Akimi quickly turned her head, but when she looked again, the person who had raised his glass to her in the corner was gone.
Was she seeing things? That reflection, was that the "Tears of the Ocean" in that person's hand? Her eyes really did fail her at crucial moments.
"Tears of the Ocean?" After listening to Nakamori Akimi's explanation, Fuji Shusuke pinched his chin and fell into thought. "Upstairs, I heard from Atobe that only the four of us have this thing. Atobe and I are gone, so the only ones left are Shitenhoji and Rikkai University."
"Speaking of Shitenhoji, I wonder if the person Atobe is looking for has confirmed the identity of that person."
"It's confirmed, it's Bai Shi. I just sent him a message. He's having supper with Xiao Jin and he even took a photo for me."
Fuji Shusuke unlocked his phone and pulled out a photo. Both people in the photo were smiling brightly.
"This is too leisurely. Hasn't he ever thought about seeking revenge on the emotional liar who deceived him?"
However, this personality should be easy to deal with, right?
"It seems like he's very busy with training and can't get away at all. Osaka is quite far from Tokyo." Fuji Shusuke smiled with narrowed eyes. "Nakamori-san seems to be looking forward to seeing Shiraishi. Why don't you come to Seigaku to watch our match next week? We've invited Shitenhoji to organize a practice match."
"...Do you remember that I 'poisoned' you in front of your teammates this afternoon? Are you sure they would welcome a murderer like me?"
"It was just a joke, and I'll explain it to them." Thinking of today's social death scene, Fuji Shusuke's smile became a little forced. "So if you're not mistaken, the person holding the Tear of the Ocean just now can only be from Rikkai University."
"Rikkai University, what a mysterious school." Nakamori Akimi sighed. "I still have no idea who the third person is. Atobe said it's most likely Sanada-san, but my sixth sense tells me it definitely can't be him. Oh, if only my contact lenses hadn't fallen off, then I could see his face."
"If you ask the people around you, maybe someone will remember him." Fuji Shusuke suggested, "Nakamori-san, your eyesight is not good, so I'll go."
"Good idea, I'll leave it to you, Fuji."
Nakamori Akimi watched him go with great anticipation. Although he couldn't see clearly, he seemed to be able to talk to the people around him smoothly.
"Ms. Nakamori." Someone brought her contact lenses. "Master Atobe asked me to help deliver these."
"That's a great help, thank you."
Nakamori Akimi put it on happily, and the whole world became clearer. Her foot had gotten much better, so she thought about going with Fuji Shusuke to ask for help.
But as soon as she stood up, someone blocked her way.
"Nakamori Akimi."
Calling someone by their name right off the bat wasn't a good sign. Nakamori Akimi subconsciously straightened his back, determined not to lose in terms of momentum.
"Why are you still hanging out with that Qingxue guy?"
I see, that's the plot. Next, it should be said that she's two-timing, fickle, and unworthy of being with Atobe.
It’s okay, come on, this time all three options have been used up, and she doesn’t have to pretend to be a white flower anymore!
"What are you wavering about? Between the guy from Seigaku and Atobe-sama, anyone with eyes would choose Atobe-sama, right? I really don't understand what you're thinking."
No, if you go to Aogakumon, few people would choose Akechibu.
Nakamori Akimi complained silently, then suddenly came to his senses.
Wait, did she hear correctly? What did this person just say?
"Aren't you here to cause trouble?"
"I'm different from those people in the fan club. I will support all of Master Atobe's decisions. Since he looks at you differently, I can reluctantly accept you."
Although it's still not a good thing, it surprisingly didn't follow the clichés. Could it be that this game has finally behaved like a human being?!
"Higurashi-san."
The extremely serious tone startled the person, and he didn't even question why the other person knew who he was.
"What, what are you doing?"
"I believe that Atobe must be very happy to have a follower like you." Nakamori Akimi's admiring eyes fell on her, "Also, in fact, there is nothing between Atobe and me, you can rest assured."
"What?!"
Unexpectedly, this Higurashi classmate didn't look happy at all, and even looked a little angry.
"Even though Master Atobe has revealed your identity, you're still so ungrateful! You're not still thinking about that guy from Seigaku, are you? You're such a shortsighted person!"
After saying that, she shook her hair and left angrily.
Well, there were no normal people in this game. She shouldn't have expected anything.
After being criticized and having his hair thrown in his face, Nakamori Akimi decided to close his heart and lock away his love.
"So, Nakamori-san, you and Atobe are already dating?"
After gathering intelligence, Fuji Shusuke watched the entire scene and extracted some incorrect information.
He's a guy who loves to watch the fun and stir up trouble, and his personality doesn't seem to have changed much.
"Have you forgotten that we are still in the period of emotional recovery? How could I be with Atobe? You still don't believe me, Zhousuke~"
Nakamori Akimi, who was watched by others, felt unbalanced and was ready to disgust him.
Unexpectedly, Fuji Shusuke was not disgusted at all, but instead agreed with a smile.
"Of course I believe you, but I'm still a little sad that I was so badly belittled by students from your school, Qiushi."
He was smiling stiffly when the dark history was mentioned just now, but now he can start acting with her calmly?
Nakamori Akimi was full of admiration.
"Okay, let's get down to business. So, has anyone seen what he looks like?"
Unable to perform, Nakamori Akimi quickly raised the white flag and surrendered.
"I saw it, but..."
As soon as this came out, Nakamori Akimi was heartbroken.
"I have absolutely no impression of the person they described," Fuji Shusuke said seriously. "Black hair, blue eyes, tall, and thin. As far as I know, there is no such person in the Rikkai University Tennis Club."
"Hmm... maybe I was mistaken." Nakamori Akimi slumped his shoulders. "After all, I didn't see anything clearly at the time. That flash could have been something else."
That person may not necessarily be raising a glass to her.
"I don't know if there's any surveillance here. Maybe we can confirm it a little, but the people here won't necessarily let us have contact."
"Surveillance?" Nakamori Akimi looked at the protagonist in the distance, who was being adorned with stars. "I think Atobe should be able to get the surveillance footage. After all, that's his childhood sweetheart."
I think since they had such a pleasant chat just now, Sakurada-san should extend a generous hand.
"no?"
"There are many people of unusual status here today, so this kind of video will not be loaned out."
Keigo Atobe, who escaped from the social world of Vanity Fair, gave a negative answer.
"Is there nothing that can be done?"
Fuji Shusuke asked.
"It's not like there's nothing we can do." Atobe Keigo glanced at Nakamori Akimi's face, and curled his lips at her strange look. "Go back and wait. I'll take care of this."
Having said that, there was no news from Keigo Atobe before she went to bed, but she did receive a text message from an unknown number.
[You win, but if you don't have enough awareness, don't pick a rose easily, otherwise its thorns will pierce your flesh without hesitation.]
What inexplicable thing?
Harassing text messages?
Nakamori Akimi decisively blocked the call, covered himself with the quilt, and quickly fell asleep.
Then the next day she received a call from Keigo Atobe in her sleep.
"You blocked Sakurada?"
These inexplicable words made Nakamori Akimi, who was still groggy after just waking up in the morning, even more confused.
"What do you mean by blocking her? I don't even have her contact information, okay? Ahaha——"
Nakamori Akimi yawned sleepily.
"Didn't anyone send you the surveillance video last night?"
Last night?
"No, I only received a harassing text message... Wait!"
Nakamori Akimi finally came to her senses. She quickly flipped back to yesterday's interface and released the person.
Sure enough, after that incomprehensible speech, there was a video of several minutes.
"I saw it. I'll contact you later, Atobe."
In a hurry, she hung up the phone with a "click".
On the other end of the line, Keigo Atobe, who was hung up on, was shot in the head, but he took a deep breath and continued with the work at hand.
On this side, Nakamori Akimi clicked on the video. It was indeed "Tears of the Ocean", but she didn't recognize the person.
After watching the video, Nakamori Akimi saw the question mark at the end of Sakurada Juri's message and could already imagine the other person's anger. She was guilty. Someone took the time out of their busy schedule to find the surveillance footage for her, and she actually blocked them!
Nakamori Akimi immediately repented and sent a short apology letter to the other party.
The other party read the message in a cold manner without replying.
Seeing this, Sen Qiushi sent another message.
Those who had no reaction to the short essay actually responded very quickly this time.
"Let me ask Atobe? What does that have to do with Atobe?" Nakamori Akimi was puzzled, chewing over the meaning of the sentence. "Picking roses? The thorns piercing the flesh? That's quite literary."
Nakamori Akimi suddenly realized what he was doing.
"I won because Atobe didn't choose her, and told me to be prepared, otherwise I'd be stabbed all over by Atobe's thorns?"
Thinking he had perfectly interpreted Sakurada Juri's words, Nakamori Akimi sighed, "Love—"
Then she suddenly realized, did she just hang up the phone with the Ministry of Tracing?
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