Chapter 24

Chapter 24

"Sakura, what's the matter with today's report?" Atobe frowned. Although his voice was a little harsh, people with a discerning eye could still tell that there was still some tenderness hidden in those eyes. He was indeed the most beloved cousin. Ah, even if he was angry, it wouldn't implicate her.

In comparison, isn't his status much lower?

Look, I am making unnecessary comparisons again.

Didn't you already dislike it?Why should he care about his own weight in his mind?
"Cousin...cousin?" Sakura blinked her big watery purple eyes, and opened her mouth in disbelief, "What report?"

"You don't know?" Atobe raised his eyebrows and took out a magazine, "This is a report from the news agency, how could you not know?"

Sakura took it over and looked at it, frowned, and suddenly said with a serious face, "I will deal with this matter. But, cousin, I really don't know how to report it. These things are left to Ozawa-senpai managed it."

Miss Ozawa?

Keiko Ozawa?
I heard that he is the president of the Atobe Support Club, the vice president of the news agency, and the head of the art department of the student union.All in all, she has always been very prestigious in the whole school, not only because of her family status, but also because of her domineering personality, which makes people daunted.

"Ozawa?" Atobe pursed his lips. He knew that this Keiko Ozawa, his own family had had business dealings with the Ozawa family, and he was considered a relatively familiar business partner. Whether it was because of her family, It is still in the interests of his own family, and it seems that this matter cannot be pursued any further.

"Atobe, are you looking for me?" Keiko Ozawa came from behind gracefully, wearing a well-tailored school uniform, which looked dignified like a queen on her body.That look of being domineering is really annoying.

Ruoyu is alone in the corner, and he can't get in the conversation anyway, Atobu will always solve it.

"I hope you can clarify as soon as possible, otherwise, I don't know what my uncle will do!" They didn't embarrass them, and they still had to take into account their face. Atobu seemed to be well-measured.Looking at it this way, I don't think it's just a 15-year-old middle school student.

Ruoyu cast an appreciative look.

"Why does Atobe care so much? It obviously didn't hurt your reputation at all!" Ozawa Keiko retorted with a stiff face.

Atobe frowned, as if he didn't expect Keiko Ozawa to refute him, but he didn't know what to say.

"Is it because of her?" Keiko Ozawa smiled suddenly, pointing her slender fingers at Ruoyu who was crouching in the corner, "Is it because of this vixen?"

Ruoyu frowned.

vixen...

It's a bit of an ugly name.

"That's enough, Ozawa, don't make trouble for no reason!" Atobe was a little annoyed, and he stopped Keiko Ozawa sharply, turned his head to look at Ruoyu's face, and found that there was nothing serious, turned around and continued, "I In the name of the president of the student union, I order you to retract the report immediately and apologize!"

"Atobe, you..." Keiko Ozawa's angry facial features almost wrinkled together.

"Otherwise--I will revoke your position in the student union!" Atobe's words stunned everyone present, revoking your position in the student union?That means directly denying the student, what a punishment this is.

Ruoyu was also a little surprised.

"Atobe!" Ozawa Keiko is also considered stubborn, and has been a treasure in everyone's hands since she was a child, but after suffering this anger, the young lady lost her temper and lost her mind, "I really don't know what's so good about this vixen! "

"Senior Ozawa, stop talking..." Sakura tugged at the corner of Keiko Ozawa's clothes, signaling her to stop talking.

"Hmph! I don't want the student union position anymore! But Atobe-sama, I will definitely let you see the true face of this vixen!" Keiko Ozawa said through gritted teeth, and slammed the door out.

"Sakura, you should know what to do."

"I... I see, cousin."

Not only the position of the student union, but even the position of the vice president of the news agency will be revoked.

The next day, the report had been clarified on the bulletin board, and everything was settled.Ruoyu also resumed his previous peaceful life.Ruoyu flipped through the notes in his hand, although it was over, but Ruoyu always felt faintly that this was just the beginning.

"Chiyo, Fujii is looking for you." A boy raised his voice and said.

Ruoyu closed his notes, it seemed that what should be solved still had to be solved.

He walked out of the classroom with his head down, and was directly pressed against the wall by the girl in front of him, and then he was criticized, "Chiyo Wakaha, ah! How dare you not go to the club for several weeks without my consent, don't you?" Don’t want to live anymore?! Let me tell you, I accidentally threw your withdrawal application into the trash can, so-you must go to the club for me today!!!!”

After Fujii finished yelling, everyone looked at the two in surprise.

Ruoyu smiled apologetically, "President, I have to quit this time."

"Give me a reason!" Fujii didn't expect Ruoyu to say that, and after releasing Ruoyu, he crossed his arms.

"Because I don't like baseball anymore." Ruoyu's tone was very calm. Indeed, he never liked sweaty sports like baseball, and that sunny and energetic image didn't seem to suit him.

"Reason to reject!" Fujii scratched his wine-red long hair, with an expression of "I won't believe what you say", twirled the few strands of hair at the end with his slender index finger, and said word by word, "As I said, you are the main force of our team, and you should know that the regional competition is about to start! "

Ruoyu pursed her lips, what should I say?Said that he is not Chiyo Wakaha, but actually doesn't know how to play baseball?I'm afraid this woman will think she's crazy.

"My leg was injured, and the doctor said that I can't do strenuous exercise anymore." Ruoyu pointed to her leg and said helplessly.Fortunately, the sprained foot was not healed yesterday, so I bandaged it, otherwise I really don't know how to make up this lie.

"What!?" Fujii screamed. "what happened!"

Ruoyu bit her lip, with an aggrieved look, "I accidentally fell down the stairs a few days ago and hurt my muscles and bones, look." Ruoyu stretched out her right leg, wrapped around her ankle gauze.

"Well, so..." Fujii backed away, with a look of despair on his face, "Then what should we do..."

Ruoyu limped over, held Fujii's hand, and smiled, "Actually, without me, maybe you will go further." Ruoyu actually knew that without Chiyo Ruoyu, they might will be more united.

"But..." Fujii wanted to say something else.

"I believe you."

After finally sending Fujii away, Ruoyu let out a long sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he saw Atobe looking at him mockingly with his arms folded.

"Senior Atobe?!"

"Hmph, can't do strenuous exercise anymore? It's really not gorgeous, is it, Huadi?"

"wushi!"

Ruoyu withdrew her smile and returned to her usual cold appearance, "Will the senior expose me?"

"I wouldn't do such an unglamorous thing!" Atobe proudly touched the tear mole in the corner of his eye, "I'm here to tell you that tomorrow, it's time for the club to participate in the election of the head of the Ministry of Literature and Art."

Ruoyu was surprised, and pointed to himself, "Why?"

"I heard that the art club has received your work, and I strongly recommend you to be elected as the Minister of Literature and Art. Besides, we will have an art exhibition for the school celebration a week later, so I want you to try it."

"but I……"

"That's it, Huadi, let's go!"

"wushi!"

Ruoyu has had a rough day, and is going to run for the Minister of Literature and Art tomorrow?To be honest, Ruoyu really didn't have much interest in the ministerial position.

"Have you heard? Ozawa-senpai actually resigned, and now the position of Minister of Literature and Art is vacant, do you want to give it a try?"

"Don't think about it, it's definitely impossible for us."

"why?"

"To run for that position, you must have the recommendation of the club, and you must have artistic expertise."

"Oh, but the welfare of the student union is still very good."

"Yes, not only can half of the tuition be exempted, but I heard that the scholarship is also doubled."

"It's a pity we can't get in..."

"Ugh……"

Ruoyu's eyes gradually lit up, welfare?

The corners of the mouth curled into a curve, which looked very good.

Then try it.

Ruoyu was in a good mood today, and took a taxi to the hospital to get her medicine changed. The joy was beyond words along the way.

Tokyo General Hospital.

Ruoyu hadn't pushed open the door of the consulting room when he heard a small chatter coming from inside.

"Remember not to do too much strenuous exercise, your arms will be hard to bear." It looks like it should be a doctor.

"Where's tennis?" A colder voice sounded.

"better not."

"It should be fine in moderation." It was still the same voice, which seemed to be pleading.

"Try not to hurt your left arm if you want to continue playing tennis." The doctor's words seemed irresistible.

Ruoyu stood at the door, wanting to open it, but didn't want to disturb the patients inside, and was about to turn around and leave to wait on the bench in the corridor, when the door was suddenly opened.

The young man in front of him looked cold, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his handsome nose, his beautiful brown eyes swept over Ruoyu, making people feel very cold, like the moonlight covered in ice.He nodded slightly and turned sideways.

"Thank you." Ruoyu walked into the consultation room, and saw the boy close the door.

"coming."

"kindness."

"Sit down, I'll change your medicine."

"Yes!"

After changing the medicine, Ruoyu was about to go back, but was held back by a child.

"Sister, I know you." The child was wearing a hospital gown, looking up at Ruoyu with his pale face.

Ruoyu suddenly remembered that this boy seemed to have been seen in Yukimura's ward.

"What's the matter?" Ruoyu squatted down and said with a smile.

"Sister, can you help me give this painting to my brother on the roof?"

"This one?" Ruoyu looked at the watercolor painting in the little boy's hand, pointed at it, and asked.

"Hmm." The little boy nodded.

"Did you draw this? It's beautiful." Ruoyu looked at the flowers on it and said, "Cornflower?"

"This is drawn by my brother, with cornflowers inside. Please trouble my sister. I will go to the nurse sister later."

Ruoyu rubbed the little boy's hair and said with a smile, "I'll deliver it for you."

"Thank you sister!" After finishing speaking, the little boy gently kissed Ruoyu's left cheek.

Ruoyu was slightly surprised, and touched the place where she was kissed, but couldn't recover for a long time.

"Sister, don't you like it?" The little boy tugged Ruoyu's clothes hem sadly.

Ruoyu shook her head, "No, my sister is so happy."

"Sister, I'm leaving first." After saying that, the little boy ran away.

"Hey..." Ruoyu came back to his senses, and when he was about to call out to the little boy, he was nowhere to be seen.Sighing, he continued, "I even forgot to ask that brother what he looks like."

In fact, Ruoyu regretted it after agreeing, and his feet were not very convenient, and it was a bit strenuous to go up and down the stairs.

After finally reaching the rooftop, he pushed open the door, his skirt was blown up by the breeze, and the tip of his hair brushed against his cheeks, making it itchy.Looking around, he didn't find the elder brother that the little boy said.

After walking a few steps, I found a pencil rolling over on the ground.

Ruoyu bent down to pick it up, and found a pair of white slippers in front of him.He raised his head to find Yukimura standing in front of him.

Yukimura Tobi's purple hair is a little curly, her eyes are always a little blurred, and there is always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but the smile always doesn't reach her eyes.He is obviously such an amiable person, but Ruoyu feels that the brilliance exuded by this young man is a little alienated.

"Here." Ruoyu handed the pencil in his hand to Yukimura, then raised the gouache painting in his hand, and said, "Is this yours?"

Yukimura looked at his work and nodded.

"Very beautiful." Ruo Yu praised without hesitation.

"Thank you." Yukimura thanked politely and took three points for the degree. He knows how to hover between intimacy and alienation.Always smiling and touching you, even if you are being intimate, you always feel that there is still a wall between you and him.

"You also like painting?" It was rare to meet someone with the same interest, and it was the first time Ruoyu talked so much.

"Ah."

The two sat facing the wind, the broken hair on their foreheads was blown by the spring breeze.

"You like Renoir too?"

"Hmm. I like his 'The Ball in the Rue Moulin Rouge' very much."

"I like his 'Sari' better."

The two chatted from watercolor painting to sketching, and from impressionism to romanticism.

It's been a long, long time since we had such a chat.

Ruoyu looked at Yukimura who was talking eloquently, and suddenly felt a feeling of resentment for seeing each other late.From the conversation just now, Ruoyu discovered that the genius in front of him, known as the Son of God, was actually just an ordinary boy.

"Chiyo?" Yukimura called softly.

Ruoyu came back to her senses, "Sorry, I was distracted."

"It's okay, will you feel bored, chat with me?" Yukimura looked forward with a hint of confusion.

Ruoyu shook his head, and quickly said, "No, no, actually, you can learn a lot from chatting with Senior Yukimura." Ruoyu nodded seriously, appreciating those albums from a different angle really made Ruoyu I understand a lot.

"It's fun chatting with Chiyo." Yukimura turned his face to the side and smiled softly.

It was only then that Ruoyu realized that Yukimura's facial features were a little too delicate.

The sun slanted down, and in the interlacing of light and shadow, the whole person was a little thin and transparent.

His eyebrows were hidden in thin shadows, and the light in his pupils was extremely pure.It may be that the facial features are too delicate, which makes her look a bit feminine, but her every move is very elegant.

"I'm not your senior, you should call me Yukimura." He smiled quietly, dimming the sunlight.

Ruoyu was a little hesitant, but when he thought that he was Xizi's boyfriend, he was also his friend, so there was nothing wrong with that.

"Xingmura, can you give me this painting?" Ruoyu raised the watercolor painting in his hand, and the cornflowers inside were vivid.

"Yes. But as a gift in return, when we meet next time, you will also give me one."

"Yeah." Ruoyu looked at his watch, it was past six o'clock, "I'm leaving first." He jumped off the stone bench, only to forget that his feet were still wrapped in gauze, and immediately fell to the ground again.

Yukimura quickly helped Ruoyu up, covered his mouth and chuckled, "You're still being reckless, you don't even know that your foot is injured."

Ruoyu curled her lips, "I forgot for a moment."

"I just want to go downstairs, let me help you down." Yukimura said, and began to pack his things. "Let's go." After finishing speaking, Yukimura held Ruoyu's shoulder with one hand and the drawing board with the other.

(End of this chapter)

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