txolops Chapter 164 Let's revel in my unparalleled cuteness!
Chapter 164 Let's revel in my unparalleled cuteness!
Wang Yueling glanced at the arrogant and flamboyant Atobe, then at her own cat son, a serious looks-obsessed and super dramatic individual, and chuckled to herself.
I only discovered Luna's attraction to good looks this morning.
He's not very enthusiastic about people who aren't particularly good-looking, but he's incredibly clingy to people who fit his aesthetic standards.
They will... hug, rub against, and lick.
In the morning, a certain perverted cat seized the opportunity to do this to Yukimura, but each time he was punished by his old father (Mochizuki Ryo).
Of course, curiosity killed the cat, which is also a truth.
Luna is a typical example of this kind of cat; she can find people in the crowd who are pleasing to the eye but least clingy, like Atobe.
Then try every means to conquer (become cute) him, and make him kneel down at the feet of his cat king.
"Keigo, it seems Luna likes you a lot."
Atobe snorted.
"I don't need cats to like me."
Luna called out again, this time louder, and stretched out her two short little paws, sticking out her fluffy little belly, wanting a hug.
They looked both pitiful and adorable.
The other members watching this scene were incredibly envious of their leader's ability to attract cats.
Atobe stood there, watching the little black cat stretch out its soft, adorable paws towards him, and thought of his own Alexander, his love for plush toys was awakened.
But he still resisted and didn't make a move.
Looking at the proud little expressions of the person and the cat, Wang Yueling picked up the cat and walked up to Atobe, her eyes crinkling at the corners, her tone full of mischief.
"Keigo, just give your 'nephew' a hug. Others wait in line for ages and he doesn't even acknowledge them, and you're not even grateful?"
Atobe frowned and took half a step back, stubbornly saying, "I don't need such unglamorous things."
"Is that so?" Mochizuki Ryo raised an eyebrow, and before he could react, she directly pushed Luna, who was in her arms, into his arms.
Luna seized the opportunity to grab onto Atobe's clothes, her little paws hooking onto the fabric, and nestled comfortably in his arms, even rubbing against his chest.
Afraid that it would get hurt, Atobe instinctively reached out and caught it.
He moved very gently, cradling the kitten's soft body in his palm, carefully avoiding its injured right paw, and even softening his breathing.
The kitten in my arms was a tiny, warm ball, its fur as soft as a cloud.
A soft snoring sound came from his throat, making my palms itch a little.
Atobe froze, his hands holding the cat too heavy to move for fear of hurting it, while he stubbornly said, "You rascal, why are you just leaving it like that?"
"Wow, it seems our minister really has a different aura!"
Wang Yueling chuckled and teased him, reaching out to adjust the kitten's position so it could be more comfortable. "Even my Luna is captivated by your splendor and came to you on her own. It's rare for her to like someone so much. Keigo, make a wish; it might just come true."
Atobe glared at him, his ear tips turning even redder.
"I don't believe in these unfounded things." He said stubbornly, but his hand gently stroked Luna's back fur, his movements incredibly tender, completely different from his tone of voice.
Luna snuggled contentedly into his arms, gently patting his chest muscles with her uninjured paws. Her little tail swished back and forth, and she made gurgling sounds in her throat, thoroughly enjoying herself.
Atobe's heart softened instantly. He picked up the kitten and held it up to his eyes, looking down at it.
"Meow~"
Luna looked up at him in confusion, her heterochromatic eyes bright, and then she stretched out her little paws and gently patted his chin.
It's as if it's saying: Beautiful two-legged creatures, revel in my unparalleled cuteness!!!
Atobe's lips unconsciously curved upwards slightly, but he quickly suppressed it again.
"She's quite cute."
He muttered something under his breath.
The tenderness in her eyes was undeniable, and even her aura softened.
Those nearby heard this, exchanged glances, and none of them dared to laugh.
Luna rolled over in Atobe's arms, revealing her round belly, her injured little paws resting on his wrist. With her eyes half-closed, she purred loudly like a little motor.
Seeing its expression, Atobe's smile widened slightly. His fingertips involuntarily and gently scratched its chin.
Luna's snoring grew louder, and her little tail slowly curled up happily.
"Luna really likes the captain!" Feng whispered to Shishido, who was standing not far away.
"Hmm." Shishido nodded, glancing at the satisfied little cat, and clicked his tongue in amazement. "It's amazing. It found our leader in one glance and took care of him."
Kabaji stood to the side, looking at the kitten in Atobe's arms, nodded, and said very seriously, "As cute as Alexander."
The other club members gathered around, chattering about how the kitten and the club leader were so affectionate; indeed, the club leader was so charming that even a cat couldn't resist him...
Atobe overheard their discussion, his face flushed, and he almost lost his composure. He cleared his throat, wanting to return the cat to Mochizuki Ryo, but he was also a little reluctant.
"Hmm~ Little one, you do have good taste."
The line of members making wishes was still very long, with each one touching the handle one by one. Some looked satisfied after touching their hands, while others kept muttering, "May your wishes come true, may your wishes come true."
Luna lets them pet her all they want, occasionally meowing as she fulfills her role as a charlatan cat.
Shinobu excitedly ran back from the locker room, holding a pen in his hand.
"Found it! My pen really was behind the cabinet!"
He ran to Wang Yueling, panting and exclaiming, "Ling, it really knows! It's amazing!!!"
Wang Yueling smiled, her face still displaying an inscrutable expression.
In his mind, he was furiously complaining: "What does the little cat know? He just happened to see that pen while changing clothes in the locker room. It was a complete fluke."
Shinobu held the pen, looking at Luna in Atobe's arms with a complex light in his eyes.
"Is Luna really a cat with magic and witchcraft?"
Wang Yueling raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, you already guessed it."
Shinobu didn't ask any more questions, but simply said to Luna earnestly, "Thank you for helping me find the pen."
Luna meowed and rubbed her head against his fingers.
"He's quite polite."
A smile played on Shinobu's lips as he pushed up his glasses, glanced at Atobe holding the cat, and his smile deepened.
He had just realized that although Atobe's expression remained indifferent, he actually liked it very much. After all, who could resist such a soft and fluffy little thing?
He also wanted to hold the civet cat.
"I remember that pen was a commemorative collector's edition. Shinobu and we searched for it for three days without success, but the kitten found it right away."
"Oh my god, this is amazing! Luna really is a little spirit cat, I'm going to make a wish."
"Me too!"
……
With Shinobu's living trademark certification.
The boys, who were initially somewhat skeptical, became even more frenzied. They quickly gathered around the kitten and Atobe, hoping the kitten would bring them good luck and help them solve their problems.
The scene became chaotic, even more so than when they were queuing earlier. Some people got so close that they almost bumped into Atobe.
Atobe's temple throbbed twice, and finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he cleared his throat. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an overwhelming sense of authority, instantly drowning out all the noise.
"That's enough. It's so noisy."
One word, one glance, and the entire arena fell silent instantly. The teammates who had been surrounding him immediately took a few steps back, shut their mouths, and stood obediently, not daring to even breathe.
But their eyes were still glued to Luna, sparkling.
Standing to the side, Mochizuki Ryo watched Atobe holding the cat and scolding someone with a serious expression. The scene was inexplicably funny, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He quickly turned his head away and coughed, swallowing his laughter.
When the entire room became completely quiet.
Mochizuki Ryo turned back and took Luna from Atobe's arms. The little cat nestled back in the familiar embrace, comfortably squinting its eyes.
"Alright, alright, stop crowding around."
Wang Yueling cleared her throat, her tone slightly amused, "Don't scare it. If you want to share in its good luck, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I'll bring it to the tennis club often to cheer you on."
Having received the promise, everyone nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
Wang Yueling stopped teasing them, took out a silver coach's whistle from her pocket, and put it to her lips.
"beep!!!"
The sharp, clear whistle pierced the air of the stadium, carrying a familiar sense of pressure.
Almost as if by reflex, the boys who had been laughing and joking just moments before quickly lined up in front of the coach's bench.
Their steps were synchronized, their posture upright...
Within seconds, the line was perfectly straight, without a single sound.
Sakaki Taro stood up from the coach's chair, straightened his suit collar, and stood next to Mochizuki Ryo.
He took a step forward, holding a notebook in his hand, his posture upright, his expression still unfathomable.
His gaze slowly swept over everyone present, from the regulars to the non-regulars, from the third-year students to the first-year students.
"I've been watching today's main selection trials since this morning."
His voice was steady yet penetrating, and everyone could hear it clearly: "The results of this period of training have just been verified."
"All team members have improved their serving success rate by an average of 30%, expanded their receiving range by 20%, and shown significant improvement in their ability to sustain play and their tactical awareness."
"These are all the results of your hard work."
He paused for a moment.
"As the team's coach, I used to come here less often, and I left many things to Atobe. Training plans, team discipline, and match lineups all fell on his shoulders."
He glanced at Atobe.
Atobe crossed his arms, raised his chin slightly, and remained silent.
Sakaki Taro withdrew his gaze and swept it across the room again. The boys stood up straight, their eyes bright, completely different from the group of lax noblemen they had been two months ago.
"I've seen the changes in you guys over the past month and a half since Mochizuki Ryo took over. It's not just about technical improvement; your whole demeanor is different. When you stand on the court, your backs are straighter than before, and your eyes are more confident."
After saying that, Sakaki Taro raised his hand and made that signature gesture, pointing to the sky.
"In the past, Hyotei's tennis club was like a bunch of dull knives. They had blades, but they weren't sharp enough."
"But things are different now. Each of you is a sharp blade."
He lowered his hand and his gaze swept over everyone.
"Tomorrow is the first round of the Kanto Tournament. Our opponent is Seigaku. I don't have any other requirements for you. Just play at the level you usually practice."
"Hyotei's strength doesn't rely on luck to win, nor does it depend on the opponent's mistakes to score. Winning fair and square is the best reward for your hard work over this period of time."
"Hyotei will be the winner."