In the Atobe mansion, Atobe Keigo held a goblet filled with a cup of light blue juice and took a few sips. He leaned on the sofa. There was an exquisite fruit plate on the glass table in front of him.

The plate is placed in the middle, giving it a classical aesthetic.

A very melodious opera was playing on the gramophone at this time. He half-squinted his eyes, elegantly put his right leg on his left leg, put his fingers lightly on his leg, leaned his head on the sofa, and then moved his fingers along with the music.

Knocking on his knees

"Master Keigo, I have your phone number. It's from Kanagawa." The butler walked into the hall and stood not far away, saying respectfully.

Atobe Keigo slowly opened his eyes, lowered his thick eyelashes, covering up the dark blue at the bottom of his pupils, "Yeah, I got it, turn around."

"Yes." The butler walked out, and soon the phone on the table rang.

Atobe Keigo picked up the phone on the table and put it to his ear, raised his hand, and the maid standing next to him turned down the volume of the gramophone.

"Hello, I'm Atobe." He put the phone on his lap and played soft music into his ears. Although it was soft, it still sounded good.

The voice he heard often lately came from the phone. He just listened and closed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, I understand." It wasn't until a long time later that he held the phone and looked at the gramophone playing not far away. His eyes slowly swirled into a dark vortex, which was half incomprehensible and half unpredictable.

Putting down the phone, he sat back on the sofa and raised his hand again. The music on the gramophone was amplified again, and some low music began to play. He leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes again and pursed his lips into a straight line, vaguely appearing.

A bit of unknown boredom

Outside the window, the calm swimming pool was so calm without any ripples. A breeze blew by, blowing off a piece of green leaf, which just fell into the swimming pool. After a gentle swing, a few ripples rose up, and a piece of clear silver swayed.

Wave

The next morning, Otoyu got up early and stood in front of the mirror. She showed a habitual smile in front of the mirror, but suddenly, the corners of her mouth dropped weakly.

Since when did she finally lose that kind of real smile?

After putting on the school uniform washed by the maid, she walked down the stairs. The chef of this villa had already prepared breakfast early in the morning. Isn't life good now? You don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you don't have to run around in life. It should be

Very happy, but why, she still can't feel any happiness

As expected, people cannot be greedy

Sitting on the chair, she looked at the food on the table with some surprise. The chef made her favorite Chinese breakfast this morning, millet porridge, and a few steamed buns. She is not picky about food, but she still prefers Chinese food.

When she was almost finished, the maid brought another plate of cakes. She ate one, well, it tasted very good, and then she put one hand on the table and looked at the plate of cakes on the table with some thoughts in her eyes.

"Are there any more of these?" she asked, pointing to the cake.

"Well, there are a lot more. The chef made a lot today" the maid replied with a smile.

"Yeah" after thinking for a while, she sat up straight and looked at the maid, "Can you bring me some of these?"

"Okay, please wait a moment." The maid nodded, then walked out and took another one to eat. It was not sweet or greasy, and it tasted very good. She can make pastries, but compared to this chef, she seemed to be inferior.

Some

The maid left quickly and Shilai brought a fairly large thermal box and placed it on the table. Otoyu opened it and saw that it was indeed quite a lot.

Holding the box in one hand and her schoolbag in the other, she walked out of the door and looked up at the sky. The sky was so blue. The sun seemed to be particularly bright today.

A faint smile like a cloud was raised, the breeze blew by, wisps, wisps, and faintness filled the air. For just a moment, some shallow silence finally fell from the depths of consciousness. Walking alone, it seemed

A little lonely
Chapter completed!