[Dark Table] Brotherhood is not established

The opening game was successfully won, and when he returned to the club, Kaoru brought a new kid.

He is not too tall, and he is well-behaved, with a shy smile, but after seeing the game, he became very excited, and never took his eyes off the game.

"Come on, this is Qianyuanlian, the new mid laner substitute."

Tapirang gave a brief introduction, and then handed over the person to the game.

For this sudden appearance of a new team member, the game has long been psychologically prepared, after all, he asked Kaira to find his successor a long time ago.

Played a few rounds together with the children, and expressed satisfaction with the game.

This kid named Qianyuan has very good skills and a deep hero pool. The types of heroes he is good at using are also very similar to him, so he is very suitable to be his successor.

Another round ended, the game stretched, and Qianyuan moved his chair over behind him, and said awkwardly: "Mr. Muto, I have always been your fan, and I learned a lot of operations from your videos. Um... If you have time, can you give me some pointers?"

Who wouldn't like this kind of well-behaved, sensible, and motivated child?

Of course!

Like... Atum.

Nestled on the sofa in the lounge of the DM team in the competition venue, Yatum looked a little depressed at the child who rushed to meet the game during the intermission.

Seeing the two talking and laughing, Yatum felt more and more depressed.

He knew that the kid named Qianyuan was a beat, so he didn't regard the kid as a threat from the beginning.

He also knows that this kid is a super fan of the game, or the future successor of the game.

He also made sure that the game was only taking care of this child like a disciple.

but!

This kid named Qianyuan is too attached to games!

Almost except when Yuyu was sleeping, this Qianyuan followed Yuyu like a little tail.

The serious lack of game value made Yatum's face darker and darker during this time.

The game is secretly fun.

He watched Yatum's every move, and seeing that handsome face getting darker, he was not in a hurry to play the game, on the contrary, he still had the mentality of watching a movie.

Whoever let Yatum have no news for six years can be regarded as a small punishment for him.

Winning the game without any risk, half of the summer split has passed, and the DM team is firmly at the top of the division.

After returning to the club, all the players took a break, and then started the replay of the day's game, and then all the players devoted themselves to daily training.

Because it is the successor of the game by default, Qian Yuan's location is arranged next to the game for convenience.

The child has been learning technology next to the game. Yatum came over to watch it a few times, but because he had other things to do, he just took a look and left.

Although this team leader position is a package he created to restore the relationship with the game, he still has to do the actual corresponding work.

The daily life of professional players is reversed day and night. The training didn't end until ninety o'clock in the evening, but no one left when the time came. Everyone continued to train spontaneously until midnight.

At three o'clock in the morning, Yuyou stretched his waist and suspended the training. In the huge training room, he was the only one whose computer was still on.

Stepping on slippers, he stomped into the kitchen, searched the refrigerator but found nothing decent, only a pack of unopened instant noodles left.

While boiling water, Atum's voice suddenly came from the kitchen door.

"Will you do it?"

"It's better than what you do."

After thinking about it, it was indeed the case, and Atum said nothing more.

Seeing him walking towards the refrigerator, You You put the bread into the pan and said, "Don't look for it, there's nothing else to eat."

Cover the pot and take out two bowls from the cupboard, Yuyou handed a pair of chopsticks to Atum: "Let's eat together, don't eat too much at night."

The content of the conversation between the two was very life-like, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding in the dark, and neither of them mentioned other things.

After the noodles were cooked, we sat down face to face in the restaurant and ate each one.

When the soup bowl was about to bottom out, Atum heard Yugi laugh out loud as he recalled.

"Suddenly remembered that when I was a child, I went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to look for food, but the security guard at home thought it was a thief."

"I remember hiding in the refrigerator together at that time, and you got sick the next day."

"It's not because you are a picky eater, otherwise you wouldn't go looking for food in the middle of the night."

"It was your idea to hide in the refrigerator, but after you fell ill, I was punished by my father to go to the study to read and think for a day."

"It's not about corporal punishment."

"A five-year-old child who hasn't read all the words, watching "A Brief History of Time" is worse than corporal punishment."

"Didn't I take the initiative to admit my mistake later?"

"The refrigerator at home has been locked every day since then, and we never had a late-night snack."

"..."

After some bickering, Yuyou was speechless. He raised his head and glared at Atum depressedly. The man just looked at him calmly. His handsome face was written all over, which means it's all your fault. , making the game angrier.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the two couldn't help but burst out laughing together.

Yugi's face was flushed with laughter, and Yatum's shoulders couldn't help shaking as he laughed.

I always feel that things from my childhood are far away, but every time I mention it, it seems as clear as if it just happened yesterday.

"Game."

"Ok?"

Trying to hold back the smile, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yuyou looked up at Yatum with a smile.

"Come back to Egypt with me."

"..."

The expected atmosphere cooled down again, and the pleasant relationship just now seemed like a fleeting moment.

"Father's health has become worse and worse over the years, and he was diagnosed with lung cancer not long ago."

Atum paused when he said this, and he saw the game's face changed instantly and continued: "I don't know why you keep

I have never been willing to go back with me, but at least this time, if you can, go back with me and have a look. "

Not in a hurry to let the game make a decision, Atum got up and put the soup bowl into the sink after finishing speaking, and left the kitchen.

It's just that the moment he stepped out of the kitchen, his instincts made him feel something was wrong, and he glanced back to see a person standing in the shadow by the kitchen door.

When the people in the shadow saw that they were discovered, they immediately hid in a corner with guilt.

Yatum narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head at the person in the corner, and walked upstairs without looking back.

There was only two seconds of silence behind him before the sound of light footsteps.

"That...leader, leader, you and Senior Muto are...brothers?"

Qian Yuan quickly followed and asked cautiously.

He was just a little thirsty at first, and wanted to go to the kitchen to find some water to drink, but he never expected to hear such explosive news.

Judging from the conversation between the two just now, the team leader and Muto-senpai must be brothers with a very good relationship, but it may be due to work status issues that the two cannot usually show too close.

Moreover, the two seem to have some conflicts and have not yet reconciled.

It's no wonder that he usually feels that when the team leader faces him, he always looks depressed.

It must be because I saw that I was attached to Muto-senpai, so that the leader had no chance to reconcile with Muto-senpai, so I was unhappy.

"Brothers in the legal sense."

Back upstairs in the bedroom, Yatum pushed the door and walked in, and Qianyuan followed him into the room.

Because only Yatum lived in this double room, Qian Yuan was naturally assigned to this room after he came.

Sitting on his bed obediently, Qian Yuan asked obediently like a quail in a low voice: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but...leader, are you having a conflict with Senior Muto?"

The man on the opposite side didn't respond to his question, as if he didn't want to talk about this issue.

Probably because he wanted to make up for what he thought was a delay in the reconciliation of his brothers, Qian Yuan jumped off the bed and boldly moved to Yatum's side.

"Hey, team leader, if you don't do this, you can say that I locked the door and you can't enter the room, and then you can go to Mr. Muto's room to sleep tonight!"

Atum: "..."

In the kitchen, Game put the cleaned soup bowls into the cupboard. He had no expression on his face. He originally planned to train alone for a while before going to rest, but he sat in front of the computer and couldn't calm down.

Forget it, let's take a rest early like this.

As the lights in the training room were turned off, the entire club was completely silent.

Smear went upstairs and followed the road with his mobile phone. As soon as he went to the second floor to play the game, he saw Yatum squatting at his door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Qianyuan locked the door, I can't get in."

"Huh?" He didn't seem to believe what Atum said. Yuyu walked over and twisted the doorknob, only to find that it was really locked. He knocked on the door again, but no one opened it.

He looked back at Atum, not knowing why, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell why.

After all, I still didn't say the sentence that you go downstairs to sleep on the sofa, sighed silently in my heart, opened the door of my bedroom, and said to the man with a hint of joy in his eyes at the door: "Come in."

"Clap."

The door of the room was gently closed, and the DM team finally entered the rest after a busy day.

In the corridor, the door opposite the game room suddenly opened a crack. Qian Yuan blinked and looked around, and after confirming that Yatum had indeed entered the game room opposite, he closed the door contentedly and locked it again.

Although Muto-senpai will not know the efforts he has made for the two of them to reconcile, but this feeling of silently paying for the idol is really——

awesome! ! ! !

TBC

Atum: The plan works!