Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"What, you want to confess to Tezuka!"

Fortunately I didn't drink the water, Nanjiro thought.

Otherwise, I will definitely spray it out!

Two girls came to his office.

One holds his head high and is full of confidence; the other lowers his head and is shy and silent.

He became more interested and asked, "Which one of you, or all of you..."

"That's her. An iceberg isn't my ideal type. I like the Prince Charming type, Mr. Nanjiro, you know~" She pushed the shy girl forward and winked mischievously.

"I understand, I understand." That look, that gesture, it's just like he was reporting Bu Er's ID card.

"But there's one thing I don't understand. I've never heard of a student from Qingxue finding a partner and having anything to do with the teacher. What are you doing..."

What do you want to see him for?

Because he is the coach of the tennis club, so he came here to report?

Probably, maybe, possibly, I mean, there shouldn't be any need for this...

Yuko spread her hands helplessly: "I can't help it, coach, it's all because of you."

"Me?" Nanjiro was even more confused.

"Tezuka-senpai has been either in class or in the tennis club these days, and occasionally goes to the student council."

Isn't this normal? Nanjiro didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at this time.

"Other than that, Senior Tezuka was almost always with you at school." Yuko accused him mercilessly.

Ah, this...

“No way…” Nanjiro denied subconsciously, “Look, he and I are not together now.”

"Because Tezuka-senpai is still in class right now."

Seeing her good friend Nanako suffering from lovesickness, how could Yuko remain indifferent, so she dragged her to see the person involved today.

"You eat together, walk together, and train together. Mr. Nanjiro, you make it very difficult for us. We can't find a chance to confess our love!"

I guess it's not just them. Girls who want to confess to Tezuka have the same trouble.

It is difficult for a girl to confess her love actively, and it requires great courage; not to mention confessing to the famous iceberg of Qingxue, which is an extremely arduous task.

OK, now you are going to make it more difficult and there is no time left. What do you want?

Why do we have to be so "cruel" to them?

They don't expect to be successful, is there anything wrong with just wanting to confess their love seriously?

"Is... it my fault?" Nanjiro hesitated.

I didn't expect that I would hinder Tezuka's "romantic blossom", which is really a "sin".

Nanjiro clasped his hands together in his heart and kept repenting.

Nanako tugged at Yuko's sleeve and shook her head at her.

"Oh, I'm not blaming you, Mr. Nanjiro." Yuko realized that she was a little impulsive, "I just hope you can understand us."

Nanjiro nodded: "I understand, so what do you need me to do?"

"Oh, you are very sensible, Mr. Nanjiro." Yuko was pleasantly surprised, "It seems that I have made the right choice to find you."

"Please sit down and I'll pour you some tea."

"Thank you, Mr. Nanjiro." Yuko pulled Nanako to sit on the sofa.

Nanjiro opened his "snack cabinet", picked and chose, and took out a box of macarons.

"Wow, that's amazing. Mr. Nanjiro, are you a magician?" Yuko applauded enthusiastically.

She picked up a macaron and took a bite.

So sweet.

Take another sip of tea.

just.

It’s happiness…

He looked across at Nanjiro and was shocked.

He didn't touch the tea at all, and took a sip, and each sip was a macaron.

Um... that...

Let me guess, are you immune to sweetness?

"Ahem, let's make it short, Mr. Nanjiro. We hope you can give Nanako a chance to confess to Senior Tezuka." Yuko asked him seriously.

"that's it?"

so easy.

Nanjiro breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought they were going to talk to Tezuka about love in person.

Fortunately fortunately.

"That's it." Yuko looked at Nanako, a little worried.

Nanako clenched her hands and said firmly: "Don't worry, Yuko, I'm ready. It doesn't matter if I'm rejected. As long as I can convey my feelings to Senior Tezuka, I'll be satisfied."

“Nanako, wow… It’s okay to be rejected. It’s not Nanako’s problem. Nanako is so nice and everyone likes her. It’s just that Tezuka-senpai has poor taste. Nanako, wow…”

"Yuko..." Nanako touched her head emotionally.

amount……

Nanjiro was stunned.

This hasn't been confessed yet.

Why did they rehearse the scene of failed confession?

He thought about it.

Oh, I see.

This is the reverse flag.

It is an effective measure to increase the chances of success.

Hmm, Nanjiro thought, I am really getting smarter.

"Mr. Nanjiro, thank you for your help." Before leaving, Nanako bowed to him sincerely.

"It's a small matter. I'm honored to help a cute girl." Nanjiro smiled innocently.

Somehow, this girl named Nanako gave him a very special feeling.

just like……

just like……

Ok……

I can't really put it into words.

It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, it's just very special.

"You are indeed a very gentle and unique person, Mr. Nanjiro." Yuko shook his hand gratefully, "Just as Fuji-senpai said."

Fuji?

Why is he everywhere?

Nanjiro had some thoughts in his mind, but he didn't show anything in front of the girls.

Lunch break.

Nanjiro took out his lunch box in the office and waited quietly.

Kunimitsu Tezuka had sent him a message in advance, saying that he had a meeting at the student union and might come later, so he should eat first and there was no need to wait.

Nanjiro stared at the message for a long time.

Doesn’t “come later” mean “will come again”?

Doesn’t “no need to wait specially” mean “he can wait”?

Tezuka is really something, he even talks to himself in a roundabout way.

Aren’t you worried at all that you don’t understand what he means?

We have known each other for such a long time, what's the big deal about waiting for him to have a meal, is it worth being so tactful?

Although they hadn't made any agreement, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding about having dinner together.

Kunimitsu Tezuka serves as both the president of the Seigaku Student Council and the president of the tennis club, and has a lot to do at school.

Nanjiro knew it without having to think.

So apart from club activities, he instinctively didn't want to cause trouble for Tezuka.

Even though Tezuka said that he could rely on him, he couldn't really treat himself as a pure burden to Tezuka. Otherwise, if Tezuka was overstressed and something really happened, it would be too late to regret it.

A special mission was triggered today.

A girl's confession...

e=(′o｀*))) Alas...

I feel depressed.

I don’t feel hungry anymore.

His body fell from the sofa and fell onto the table.

Tezuka, when will you come over...

Youth University Student Union.

In the meeting room, everyone was silent, fearing that they might accidentally offend the Iceberg President.

Before the meeting, they were full of confidence and everyone dared to guarantee that there would be absolutely no problems.

President, you can just focus on the activities of the tennis club and leave the Student Union to us.

But when the president checked, they found that everything was shut down.

There is no one who can fight.

rest assured?

There's no way I can be assured of this!

It's strange. They were doing these things well when the president was here. How come they are so useless now that the president has let go of them for just a few days?

I am too embarrassed to stay in the student union anymore.

There was a girl who was asked three questions by Tezuka Kunimitsu with a cold face. She answered tremblingly and accidentally bit her tongue at the end. She sat down and her body was shaking like a sieve.

It’s not that I don’t want to cry, it’s that I don’t dare to cry.

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't want to be too harsh on them, but the mistakes they made this time were too obvious.

A routine meeting that was supposed to be over in 20 minutes has dragged on for almost an hour.

Suddenly, Tezuka Kunimitsu felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

This feeling of discomfort made him frown, and all the cadres present were frightened again.

Dead.

"What time is it?" Kunimitsu Tezuka suddenly asked the secretary on his left.

"Ah?" The secretary looked up in surprise, then calmed down and looked at the time. "It's 11:54, President."

Ask about the time?

No, the president must think they were wasting his precious time.

Wuuwuwu... Help...

Can't escape even if I want to.

I might as well just choose to die on the spot.

At least it's more enjoyable.

too late.

Rarely, Kunimitsu Tezuka had little patience with them and swept the entire audience with his sharp eyes.

“How long will it take to be processed?”

Several cadres exchanged glances privately, and after several rounds of comprehensive confirmation, one of them stood up cautiously.

He promised: "President, we will definitely solve these problems within three days."

Tezuka Kunimitsu still looked at him coldly without saying anything.

The people around him were busy hinting to him: Please make the time shorter. Can’t you see that the president is dissatisfied?

He hesitated for a while, then said firmly: "President, two days, two days is enough."

Tezuka Kunimitsu still did not reply, but his expression became even colder, and the conference room suddenly became icy and cold.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow at noon." He looked at the almost lifeless eyes of the crowd, made up his mind, and shouted almost hoarsely, "President, please trust us this time."

Mom, I definitely won't be able to go home tonight. Don't wait for me for dinner.

"That's it." Tezuka Kunimitsu stood up calmly and neatly, and announced, "The meeting is adjourned."

Ten seconds after he walked out of the conference room and the door was completely closed, a wailing sounded in the room.

The girl could finally burst into tears: My tongue hurts so much, sob…

┭┮﹏┭┮

"Why did I join the student union in the first place? Why!"

"Asshole, it's all your fault. You pushed me to join the student union. I'll beat you to death!"

"Just asking, I'm just asking, is it too late to quit now?"

"What, you want to leave? It's not that easy! You have to suffer the same pain I suffered before."

"You're a pervert!"

"That's enough, stop arguing!" The man who signed the "military statement" in front of Tezuka Kunimitsu made the final decision, "Instead of saying these useless things, let's quickly think about how to resolve the matter before noon tomorrow."

Everyone’s collective voice: I don’t want to live anymore!

ヽ(*.＞Д＜)o゜

I beg God to send someone to completely conquer this huge iceberg!

No matter whether they are alive or dead, no one can go home tonight.

Walk all night.