[Net King] Under Thirty

Chapter 6

Nioh and Atobe exchanged contact information, although both parties knew that this contact information would probably not be used.

Atobe sent Nioh back to Nioh's residence in the United States. Nioh went upstairs without looking back. After walking two floors, he looked down from the window of the corridor, and the car of that terrifying brand had disappeared.

How much of this meal is purely for reconnecting with old friends, and how much is for commercial purposes in the market?It's meaningless to figure it out.

What Atobe wants to do, Nioh will contact the clubs that have been acquired by the Atobe consortium over the years and the Atobe consortium tennis shop that has been expanding. It is not a problem to write a report of tens of thousands of words.

He didn't want to be involved in this kind of thing at all.

Fortunately, my contract is about to expire.

Nioh thought.

After all, he and Atobe are two disjoint lines, with completely different family backgrounds and life classes. Even if there is a short-term connection because of tennis, it does not mean that the connection is likely to continue to develop.

How much is it a pity?

only……

They are all 29-year-old adults.

When I was young, I couldn't do it without worries. How can I go one step further now?

"You seem quite happy." On the day when he announced his retirement, he took Yukimura out for a drink, but finally found a clean coffee shop.Yukimura sized him up for a while before saying this.

Nioh's eyes fell on the coffee with double milk in front of him, and he rested his chin absently: "Maybe?"

"Have you seen the trace department?"

"Yes." King Ni nodded, "It's no different from the one on TV, I'm a little disappointed."

"Your performance is completely different from 'disappointment'." Yukimura laughed.

Nioh shrugged nonchalantly.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip, admitting that he still couldn't get used to the bitter taste.

He prefers the instant one, which has a refreshing effect (after all, it has a high meth content) and is cheap and delicious.It's a pity that Yukimura refused to accept the suggestion of "buy a box of instant coffee and find an outdoor seat to soak in some boiling water".

Putting down the porcelain cup, Nioh shifted his gaze to the elegant Yukimura sitting opposite him: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask, why do you think I like Atobe?"

"Don't you like him?" Yukimura asked back.

Nioh blinked and didn't answer.

Yukimura smiled.

His slender fingers touched the wall of the cup, and the voice of a 29-year-old man who could be described as beautiful was gentle: "Masaji, as long as you notice the clues of many things, if you connect them from the beginning, the clues are obvious."

"Aha?"

"You don't like why he stands outside the door in the middle of the night and just listens and doesn't go in to watch the trace department training?"

Nioh was speechless.

He lowered his eyes and sighed: "Xingmura, I did that kind of thing once, why did you see it?"

"I'm paying attention to every detail of the tennis club. Rikkai University Tennis Club is electing Nioh-kun."

That's right, this person claims to "treat everyone in the tennis club as a lover", and even in the winner's bracket can keep track of the movements of everyone in the loser's bracket.At that time, he wasn't sure whether his feelings for Atobe could be called liking, but it was only after recollecting occasionally in recent years that he realized that the subtle emotions of that year really had the meaning of envy. As a result, Yukimura watched it all the time obvious.

Or maybe, that 14-year-old self didn't hide his feelings without being ignorant, so that even Yukimura could say with certainty that he liked him.

Does the trace department know?

Probably know it.

That proud teenager was far sharper than he looked.

It's just that he didn't say it, so he pretended not to know.

After all, there is never a shortage of such things as "admiration".

King Ren smiled again thinking about it.He picked up the coffee.

Cold coffee has a different aroma than hot coffee.Nioh felt the wonderful taste of slightly bitter and sour on the tip of his tongue, and couldn't help complaining to Yukimura: "I really can't understand your taste, how do you appreciate this kind of taste?"

"Sorry, I can't appreciate your taste." Yukimura said bluntly, "Anyway, I refuse to chat in fast food restaurants."

"So I said go to the bar."

"You are the only one to retire, and I plan to stick to it for another two years."

King Nio shrugged.