Chapter 43
"So, what is it?"
Fuji Shusuke remained unmoved, just staring at her and smiling, as if he was determined to get an answer.
Nakamori Akimi lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassedly and reached for his phone. "If you really want to know, I'll show it to you directly."
The tone of her voice gave people a feeling of weakness, perhaps because she had just recovered. But people who knew her well could tell she was acting.
"No need, I'm just curious. It's your freedom to make any remarks, Nakamori. I have no right to interfere."
Fuji Shusuke sighed helplessly, and finally gave in. This reaction didn't seem to be a normal comment.
He'd better not challenge his own psychological endurance.
"Don't worry, I'll change the notes for you when I get back."
While Nakamori Akimi was talking to Fuji Shusuke, his eyes were looking at the message sent by Atobe Keigo.
[Bitter Melon King: I'm coming to find you.]
It was a very short sentence, but it made Nakamori Akimi's heart tighten in an instant.
The message was sent fifteen minutes ago, and considering the distance from Hyotei to Seigaku, that should be enough time.
Then the next second, the door of the health room was knocked open. Nakamori Akihiro looked up instantly and stared at that place with inexplicable nervousness.
Are you here so soon?
A familiar face appeared at the door.
"...Shiraishi?"
It turned out to be Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who Fuji Shusuke said was about to escape overnight.
"Aren't you...going back to Osaka?"
Nakamori Akimi expressed himself tactfully.
"Ah... well." Shiraishi Kuranosuke scratched his head, looking frustrated. "I still think it's better to meet with you before I leave."
His mind was filled with many complicated and confusing memories, and Shiraishi Kuranosuke was feeling extremely complicated.
"Sorry, Nakamori-san, I was rude earlier."
Nakamori Akimi may not know, but Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who inherited all his memories, knows how rich his inner drama is. When he thinks of the messy things that happened before, Shiraishi Kuranosuke feels a chill all over his body and wants to slap himself.
"No, it's not your fault."
Nakamori Akimi looked at Shiraishi Kuranosuke, who was embarrassed but still apologized sincerely, and comforted him with rare patience. To be honest, he didn't do anything.
"The only thing to blame is this game being inhumane."
[Ms. Nakamori, wuwu (┯_┯)]
5744 came to show his presence again, but Nakamori Akimi completely ignored him.
"Shiraishi! Shiraishi!"
Just when they were about to say something, an unknown whirlwind blew in and rolled to the bedside of Nakamori Akimi.
"I heard Qianye say you fainted. Were you attacked, Bai..." The red-haired boy in front of him blinked in surprise, "Huh? Bai Shi, why did you change your gender?"
There are so many things to complain about that I don’t know where to start.
Nakamori Akimi chose to remain silent.
"Yuyama is still as lively as ever." Fuji Shusuke smiled and pointed to the door, "If you're looking for Shiraishi, he's at the door."
Toyama Kintaro turned around. The person he was looking for was the one he had just knocked to the ground. He was now holding on to the ground, looking up tremblingly: "Xiao Jin..."
But then there was another collision, someone came in from behind and stepped on him, so he fell completely to the ground.
"Hey!? Shiraishi!"
Toyama Kintaro cried out in horror.
Following closely behind Toyama Kintaro, Echizen Ryoma silently raised his foot and pressed the brim of his hat, "Sorry, Shiraishi-senpai."
She seems to be watching some sitcom...
Nakamori Akimi sincerely mourned for Shiraishi Kuranosuke in his heart.
"Huh, you guys are quite noisy."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and Nakamori Akimi looked past Echizen Ryoma at the door and saw the carefully raised purple-gray arc.
"You came really quickly, Atobe."
Fuji Shusuke stood up and walked to Shiraishi Kuranosuke, "Toyama, Echizen, please help carry Shiraishi outside."
"Hey? Isn't this the infirmary? Why did you carry Shiraishi outside?"
Toyama Kintaro was puzzled.
"In a situation like Shiraishi's, photosynthesis is necessary. Absorbing sunlight can promote bone growth and aid recovery."
You are talking nonsense seriously, Fuji Shusuke. Who would believe it?
"So that's how it is!" Toyama Kintaro believed it. "Quick, go ahead, let's carry Shiraishi out!"
Echizen Ryoma, who retained his normal way of thinking, glanced at Fuji Shusuke and resignedly took his hand in the other's gentle gaze.
Cut, made made dane.
The quick evacuation of the three people made room for Keigo Atobe. After he came in, he did not hesitate to sit directly in the seat where Fuji Shusuke had just sat.
"How does the dry juice taste?"
And the first thing he said was a critical hit.
Nakamori Akimi closed his eyes and refused to recall the past.
"Haven't you ever tasted it?"
Even Shitenhoji was well aware of its power, so she didn't believe that Jibu didn't know it.
"You still have the energy to argue with me, so it seems like there's nothing wrong with you."
Atobe Keigo leaned back in his chair with his arms folded, his words merciless.
"I really don't know what you're thinking. You actually drink something so dangerous."
"But the effect is very significant. Isn't Shiraishi Kuranosuke back to normal?"
Nakamori Akimi refused to admit his mistakes and refused to repent.
"Nakamori, you're sometimes too radical," Atobe Keigo calmly pointed out her problem. "You want the world to return to normal so badly that you're willing to put yourself in danger. But have you ever thought about what would happen to your family and friends if something happened to you? They're still waiting for you to save them."
It was rare to hear Atobe speak like this, and Nakamori Akimi had an indescribable feeling.
"Atobe, you actually have a talent for giving chicken soup."
Out of the blue, these words popped up.
Jingwu, the chicken soup for the eyes of Atobe: "You also have a talent for making things awkward."
"Okay, I understand. I'll pay attention next time."
Nakamori Akimi is not a stubborn person and can bend and stretch.
"By the way, Atobe, did you play against Niou Masaharu today?"
Quite a smooth transition.
"You're quite well-informed." Atobe Keigo didn't ask how she knew. "Just as you said, Niou does have a big problem. He and Yagyu are the key to a breakthrough."
"These two are strange. One of them doesn't hide his malicious intent and seems to have retained some memories, but the other is the Tear of the Ocean, a symbolic target for capture. Every time I face them, I feel like my brain is going to explode."
Nakamori Akimi complained with a headache.
"Then take advantage of tomorrow to relax." Atobe Keigo stood up, "Now you should go back and have a good rest. Leave Shiraishi to me."
"...You're not really planning on inviting Shiraishi to the amusement park, are you? He's already bought a ticket and is heading back to Osaka overnight."
Nakamori Akimi tried to stop Keigo Atobe's immoral behavior, hoping that he would let the poor Shiraishi go for the time being.
"At the amusement park..." Atobe Keigo bent down slightly and looked her in the eye, "It's just the two of us."
"Boom, boom", Nakamori Akimi clearly heard the violent beating sound of her chest. At such a close distance, she didn't know whether Atobe Keigo heard it, but she had no time to care about anything else. She could only see her own shadow reflected in those shining eyes.
She clearly realized:
——She is really finished.
***
"So, didn't you buy the tickets together? They're both busy?"
Even after meeting up with Keigo Atobe at the playground, Nakamori Akimi still hadn't recovered. While being alone together wouldn't be bad, she was nervous!
"Who knows." Atobe Keigo didn't care. "Come in. Now that you're here, let's have a good time."
[The one-day date at the amusement park has officially started. Faced with a wide variety of attractions, which one will you choose to play first?
A: Carousel
B: Roller Coaster
C: Horror Haunted House
D: Extreme Bungee Jumping
Nakamori Akimi smiled, "Why don't we go on the merry-go-round, Atobe."
If she plays something so exciting early in the morning, she will suffer a cardiac arrest. So even if Atobe disagrees, she will...
"Can."
Why?
Nakamori Akimi looked at him in surprise, "I meant the carousel."
"I know." Atobe Keigo looked back at her with amusement, "You don't think I never sit on that, do you?"
"I just don't think that matches your aesthetic."
After selecting the activities, Nakamori Akimi and Atobe Keigo naturally headed towards their destination.
"My aesthetic sense won't be compromised by something like this. It's just a carousel, there's nothing wrong with riding it."
Atobe Keigo's style remains the same as always.
"But there are always so many people on weekends. I don't know how long the queue will last."
Nakamori Akimi stood at the back of the team, looking at the long queue in front of him with emotion, and then watched Atobe Keigo walk straight towards the staff.
Where is he going?
I saw Keigo Atobe take out something and show it to the staff, and suddenly a new queue appeared.
"What are you standing there for? Come here."
Having opened a new passage, Keigo Atobe raised his chin towards Akimi Nakamori, motioning her to come over.
Although he had always heard about it, it was the first time that Akimi Nakamori felt the charm of the VIP channel.
——She smelled the scent of money.
But to be honest, she initially thought that Tobio would book the entire place, after all, it was not something he had not done before. She didn't expect him to be so frugal this time.
While I was daydreaming, I arrived at the carousel.
"Would you like to ride a horse or a car?"
Nakamori Akimi stroked his chin and thought.
"Do I even need to choose?" Atobe Keigo snapped his fingers, his eyes fixed on a white horse, "Of course I'm riding a horse."
"Can I take a picture? I brought a camera."
Akimi Nakamori took out a small camera from her bag, which she borrowed from Rie.
“But my photography skills are not very good.”
"As long as I'm here, it's enough even if your skills are average."
But he didn't expect that Nakamori Akimi's skills were not just not very good, but terrible.
As Keigo Atobe looked at the distorted face in the camera, his eyes went dark.
He had never wanted to see his own face as much as he did now, so he deleted the photos faster than ever before.
"If I let you continue filming, I'll lose all my face. I'm going to delete all of this."
"Actually, my photos are pretty good. You don't understand. I'm an abstract artist. Why don't you give me another chance?"
However, Keigo Atobe completely ignored Akihiro Nakamori's protest, holding up his camera as if he was not willing to negotiate.
"Don't touch the camera from now on. I'll take the photo."
"you?"
Nakamori Akimi, who had never seen Keigo Atobe taking photos but only seen others taking photos of him, expressed deep doubts.
"Ah, wait and see, my photography skills are unparalleled."
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