Seiichi: Please call me God

"Master, today the master and wife will not come back to celebrate your birthday with you. Your birthday gift has been sent to the old house by a special plane, do you want to get it for you now?" The housekeeper bent down and said softly beside Atobe.

Atobe put down the fork in his hand with a calm expression, and snapped his fingers: "No need. Prepare the car, and I don't need to prepare my dinner tonight."

The butler nodded.

Atobe stood up, walked through the porch to the door, the housekeeper took the purple windbreaker from the entrance and put it on Atobe.

"Master, be careful all the way. Also, happy birthday." The kind old butler pushed his glasses and watched the young emperor walk out of his palace.Atobe didn't look back, he just waved his hand lightly.

The fast-moving silver-gray sports car was parked outside the gate of the elegant and simple European-style manor.

Atobe pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The smiling purple-haired boy had been waiting for a long time: "Xiaojing."

Atobe's mouth slowly curled up a little: "Seiichi." He smiled and walked to the boy's side, took his hand naturally, and walked into the open iron gate.

On a late autumn morning, Yukimura's house is peaceful.

The fire in the living room was burning brightly, making the whole room warm and cozy.Yukimura Harumi was closing the fireplace.Off the coast of Kanagawa, late October brings chills in autumn, but it is still not as snowy as in the cold winter.Yukimura's father was quietly reading the newspaper with his glasses on, and Yukimura's mother was carrying a tray with five cups on it, and there was light smoke curling from the delicate silver-rimmed porcelain cups.

Atobe naturally sat on the sofa and said hello to Yukimura's father, Yukimura's mother: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Yukimura's father smiled and put down the newspaper: "Good morning, Keigo."

Yukimura's mother put the milk tea in front of Atobe: "Drink some milk tea, it's windy and cold outside. Drink some milk tea to warm your body."

Atobe naturally raised his cup and took a sip: "Well, the milk fragrance is very strong, and my aunt's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

Yukimura's mother smiled kindly.

Yukimura Harumi reluctantly moved to her brother's side, holding her brother's hand and staring at Atobe: "Brother Jingwu, you didn't say hello to me."

"Well, good morning, little princess of Yukimura's family." Atobe immediately rescued.

Yukimura patted his younger sister's hand, fondling her bangs: "Brother Jingwu is a guest, you should say hello first."

Yukimura Harumi raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it my family?"

Atobe gave her a satisfied look, and took out a small box from his pocket.

Harumi took the box with a smile, bounced and went upstairs.

"It seems that you did a good job of bribing." Yukimura narrowed his eyes.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, and took a sip of milk tea comfortably: "Who knows?"

At this moment, Harumi ran down from upstairs, holding a well-packed gift box in her hand.As she ran over, she said to Yukimura with a smile, "Don't be jealous, brother. This is reciprocity. Brother Jingwu is the birthday star today, and the birthday star is the biggest!" After she finished speaking, she handed the gift to Atobe. "Brother Jingwu, happy birthday!"

Atobe accepted with satisfaction.

Yukimura tilted his head and leaned on the sofa with one hand to watch the interaction between Atobe and Harumi: "Xiao Jing, have you done a good job in internal affairs?"

Atobe smiled without saying a word.

Yukimura's father coughed: "Seiichi, your mother and I have also prepared a birthday present for Keigo, it's upstairs, go and get it."

Yukimura turned his head and glanced at Atobe with a calm face, then went upstairs calmly.

"Uncle, tell me if you have something to say about deliberately dismissing Jingshi." Atobe said with a clear face.

"Jingshi was very independent and self-directed since he was a child. Even if he was sick, he didn't want us to worry about it. I will worry about you young people. It's just that uncle has a little concern."

"My family?" Atobe rarely used honorifics, "Don't worry, what they value is an excellent heir."

"What about your family?" Yukimura's father smiled and shook his head, "It's not that simple."

Atobe frowned, but he still raised his face confidently: "No matter what, I am who I am, and no one can dictate my will."

"Okay, it's good to have such determination." Yukimura's father nodded, "The only requirement for you is to know how to cherish each other."

Yukimura's footsteps came from the stairs.

The two stopped the topic in time.

Yukimura deliberately slowed down his pace, enough for his father and Atobe to finish talking about the entrustment between the family members.

"Here, Xiaojing, this is your birthday present." Yukimura put the gift on the sofa.

"Thank you uncle and aunt." Atobe said politely.

Yukimura's mother smiled kindly, put away the tray and walked into the kitchen, and Yukimura's father also put down the newspaper and followed behind her.After a while, the sound of water came from the kitchen.

Seeing Atobe's confused expression, Yukimura explained mercifully: "Dad thinks that washing dishes will make girls rough, so only Dad and I wash the dishes in our house, and Mom and Harumi don't need to do it. "

Atobe smiled, with a hint of envy in his eyes.But that kind of envy is just a flash, and finally returns to calm. "Where's my gift? Jingshi."

"Well~ come with me." Yukimura took Atobe's hand mysteriously and walked through the hall to the back door.He opened the back door and followed the cobblestone path in the courtyard to the garden.

Yukimura's garden is Yukimura's private domain.There are three super-large greenhouses here, all of which are filled with various flowers and plants carefully cultivated by Yukimura.Many are even precious and rare varieties.

Yukimura Harumi once joked that a flower garden raised by her brother could be worth the price of a shop.

And now, it's a whole new place.

"Is this the No. [-] flower garden?" It was not the first time Atobe came here, but the place at this time was very different from a few months ago.

Yukimura walked to the center of the greenhouse with a refreshing smile like a spring breeze. He raised his hands: "This is the birthday present I prepared for you. Is it gorgeous, Xiaojing?"

Atobe's eyes froze.

"You have Damascus, Louis XIV, and Juliet in your flower garden..." Yukimura smiled very beautifully, "But I think, maybe you also need green light, plovers, harmony, and peach fragrance."

The flowerbed is filled with the intoxicating fragrance of roses.The bright green light is full of greenery; the peach sound as tender as peach blossoms in March is lined with the mysterious pink color as thin as a veil; the thousand birds wandering like flying birds gather into a stunning yellow wing; There are dignified and charming chords, and the layers of petals are linked together into a gorgeous water red, blooming the magnificence of the picture scroll.

Beautiful.

These four words are enough to sum up the scene in front of me.

"It's beautiful." Atobe's eyes lingered in this beautiful sea of ​​flowers, unable to calm down for a long time.

Yukimura's brows smudged with a beauty that surpassed this scene, a natural and breathtaking dazzling.

Atobe pursed his lips and walked slowly towards Yukimura.

Finally, he stopped a step away: "Thank you, Jingshi."

Yukimura breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that these roses are gorgeous enough to match Xiaojing..." He opened his eyes wide, and the rest of his words were locked away by a deep hug before he could speak.

Atobe's body still has the familiar scent of roses.Lingering on the tip of the nose, blending with the roses in the garden.

Yukimura closed his eyes.

"I thought I should be the one taking the initiative, Xiaojing."

Yukimura's voice was muffled.

Atobe laughed.He smiled very heartily.

"Hmm." Atobe gently let go of Yukimura's shoulder.

Gaze.

Yukimura suddenly put his backhand on Atobe's shoulder, proudly met his face, and kissed his lips.

Young people don't understand the taste of lingering.But this sea of ​​flowers is already beautiful enough, and such a kiss is already beautiful enough.

Atobe would not easily take the inferior position, he kissed Yukimura's lips, wanting to dominate.

The two kissed inseparably, but confronted each other with childish tit-for-tat. After a long time, they let go of each other out of breath.

Yukimura's eyes were bright: "Xiao Jing, you lost this time."

"Well, this word is not lost in my dictionary." Atobe proudly raised his index finger, "French kissing is easy."

"Both, is it enough for children?" Harumi stood at the door with her hands on her back and looked at the two childish ghosts, "Let's fight again in the next round."

After she finished speaking, she ran away smiling.

Yukimura stroked his bangs awkwardly.

"These flowers are a birthday present for you. As for how to take them away, it's up to you, Xiaojing." Yukimura straightened his clothes and walked out of the flower garden with a natural expression.

Atobe was left alone in the flowerbed, looking at the roses in the garden, slightly raised his lips.

Since Atobe's parents are in France, this time Atobe's birthday will be organized by Yukimura's mother.

"How is it, Jingwu, is it still to your liking?" Yukimura's mother asked with concern.

Atobe nodded, and it was rare to pick up a few chopsticks to prove what he said was true.

"Mom, you are better than a chef at a three-star Michelin restaurant. Even Brother Jingwu is impeccable." Harumi Yukimura flattered the Empress Dowager with a smile.

Yukimura's father also looked at Yukimura's mother gently, and quietly held her hand.

Yukimura looked at his sister helplessly.

"The taste of blueberry pie is very good." Yukimura's expression showed that he really liked this dessert, and he also praised his mother by the way.

Atobe picked up the clip and gave Yukimura the blueberry pie on his own plate.

"Eat one more." Atobe said without doubt.

Yukimura frowned.

"When you weigh more than me, you can choose to eat less." Atobe picked up the juice and took a sip. "Patients have no right to be picky."

Yukimura looked at Atobe helplessly: "My body has fully recovered, Xiaojing."

"Well, is it?" Atobe frowned, "Then why are you over 50 kilograms and haven't gained any weight at all?"

"So are you trying to make me fat?" Yukimura raised his eyebrows, "That's impossible, if the reference is you."

"My uncle's figure is quite standard." Atobe raised his chopsticks gracefully.

"All Ice Emperor girls will be happy to witness it with their own eyes." Yukimura teased.

"Haven't you already seen it?" Atobe curled his lips, "That's enough."

Yukimura stared at Atobe with his chin propped up for a while, and Atobe enjoyed his dinner as if nothing had happened.Is it his illusion?Why do you feel that Xiaojing's eloquence is getting better and better recently?Yukimura felt a sense of urgency spontaneously.

Atobe smiled reservedly, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth betrayed his inner pride.

Yukimura continued to enjoy his dinner depressedly.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Yukimura's father and Yukimura's mother showed tacit smiles.

"We are relieved to leave Seiichi to Jingwu to take care of us. At least we can gain a few pounds." Yukimura's mother joked, "In this way, I won't see Seiichi eating dinner with a sad face every day, as if my cooking skills are very good. Not good."

Yukimura was embarrassed.

"What brother Jingwu likes to eat, let mom cook it next time." Yukimura Harumi smiled.

"Yorkshire pudding." Yukimura and Atobe said in unison, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

"Sweetness makes others envious." Yukimura Harumi mumbled cautiously, "I don't even consider the light bulbs present."

It was a very peaceful dinner.

After dinner, Yukimura's father and Yukimura's mother washed the dishes together, and Yukimura Harumi went to do her homework.So only the two-person world of Atobe and Yukimura remained.

Atobe's suggestion is to watch an opera.Yukimura firmly refused.

"If you want to watch an opera, you should ask Genichiro next time, Xiaoke. Anyway, the two of you have already gone to the Latin music concert behind my back last time." Yukimura smiled, "There must be a common language Yes." The filming department became depressed, and Yukimura sat down on the sofa in the projection room after recovering [-]% of his income.

"Watch a movie." The master made the decision.

So Atobe had no choice but to agree to watch a movie under the pressure of power, and played a movie by Jean-Luc Godard.It's also Yukimura's favorite movie.

The screening room was very quiet, and the two sat very close to each other.

They don't talk until the whole movie is over.

Yukimura said with a smile: "Every time I watch this movie, I feel different."

"Ok?"

"Last time I watched it with the members." Yukimura smiled, "It was very interesting and warm at that time."

Atobe thought of what Yukimura Harumi had said to him. "My brother's birth flower is a cornflower, which symbolizes a sense of happiness. He is a romanticist emotionally, and he is a very dedicated person. Well, although before you appeared, my brother seemed to put everything You treat them as lovers. From this point of view, Brother Jingwu, you have many rivals in love."

Atobu black line, trying to get rid of the not gorgeous associations in my mind.

Leisure time ended after dinner, and Yukimura and Atobe went to take a bath separately.Atobe changed into Yukimura's pajamas.

Back in the room, Atobe, who was dressed in a fresh suit, saw Yukimura reading a book with wet hair, so he picked up the towel next to him and walked forward with a dissatisfied face: "Wipe your hair before you can go to sleep."

Yukimura reluctantly enjoys the seven-star service of the uncle.

In all fairness, Atobe's technique isn't very good, it's so light that it doesn't have any strength, but it's very gentle.

Yukimura and Atobe didn't go to bed until they dried their hair and put away the towels.

Yukimura turned off the light.

A dark room is quiet.

After a long time, Atobe suddenly turned around and looked at Yukimura, his eyes were amazingly bright at night.

"What's wrong?" Yukimura also turned around.

"Next time..." Atobe curled his lips, "The next time we have a date, can it be just the two of us?"

Yukimura looked at Atobe's serious expression and gently agreed: "Okay."

"Let's sail the ocean together." Atobe's gaze was very gentle.

Yukimura gently raised his body and pressed a kiss on his forehead: "Okay. Go to bed early..."

"Yeah." Atobe smiled and closed his eyes.

Yukimura also closed his eyes.

Then, Atobe opened his eyes and stared at Yukimura's peaceful sleeping face for a long time, he gently kissed the corner of Yukimura's lips: "It's great to meet you, Seiichi."

Yukimura quietly raised the corners of his lips...