Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Putting these secret thoughts aside for the time being, Kunimitsu Tezuka believes that the most important thing is to solve the current problem.

If I don't make things clear to Mr. Nanjiro, the consequences will be "serious".

After all, it looks like a puffed-up puffer fish now.

Of course it's cute and very attractive.

But you can't really piss him off.

If Nanjiro was a cat, when he was unhappy, Tezuka Kunimitsu would rather stretch out his hand and let him bite it to vent his anger than let him keep his depression and worries in his heart.

Tezuka Kunimitsu thought that if he was really a cat, his bite would not hurt anyone.

Because he doesn't want to and won't hurt others.

"After you left, a girl came to see me." Tezuka Kunimitsu confessed.

Nanjiro looked away and asked in a nonchalant manner, "And then?"

His "awkward" and subtle emotions were clearly seen by Kunimitsu Tezuka.

"I didn't know her, but she said she had something to talk to me about alone and asked if she could take up a few minutes of my time."

Tezuka Kunimitsu observed him carefully, not wanting to miss his every changing expression, every tiny reaction.

The sweet aroma is spreading, and reason is fading.

Why...

Be patient?

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his hand to hold up his face and kissed his other cheek gently.

Nanjiro's body involuntarily flinched.

I was burned by the soft touch.

Fortunately.

After all, it’s not the first time, I’m used to it, so it’s not too difficult to accept it.

He didn't bother to look at Tezuka's expression at this moment, and stepped back and bumped into the sofa.

The fingertips just reach the back of the sofa.

Before I could feel lucky to have someone to rely on, unexpected developments came one after another.

"Um……"

Nanjiro's breathing suddenly became rapid and he couldn't help but make a sound.

what? !

There... no...

Can't……

Push him away.

Push him away.

My hand subconsciously rested on his shoulder, but soon, another hand covered it.

Restricting without rejection, she pressed her own against his body.

So hot.

Why can’t I exert any strength?

Is it really because I neglected exercise on a regular basis that my body has become so weak?

Nanjiro felt a little regretful.

"no no……"

don't want……

One after another, soft and gentle kisses fell on the neck.

To him, it was like a violent storm.

He had no idea what Tezuka was thinking, he just felt panicked and at a loss as to what to do.

This was an experience he had never had in his two lifetimes combined.

He lived every second and every moment in fear, with anticipation and fear mixed together and difficult to distinguish.

When will this person's kiss fall? He doesn't know.

When the kiss was about to fall, he was able to catch his breath, and then he felt empty and confused;

When the kiss fell, he couldn't help trembling, and bit his lips in restraint, with a bit of expected calmness.

He was anxious because he couldn't get it, and felt disappointed when he got it.

He drifted in the vast ocean, with nowhere to go.

In the end, he couldn't figure out what he wanted.

I can only go with the flow and let others do what they want.

Is this a punishment?

It really feels bad.

His instinct also told him to stop, stop quickly.

Will he die?

The heart, beating to the extreme, exploded with a "bang" like a bomb that had been detonated.

very scary.

"Don't...don't..."

He was so embarrassed that he started crying. Tears were shining on his eyelashes, making him look pitiful.

He couldn't find his way home and could only try his luck based on his instincts.

After stumbling and exploring, the results were not satisfactory:

There is no way out and nothing can be gained.

"Tezuka... Tezuka... wuwu..."

Are you taking revenge on me?

Do this to me suddenly.

Too much.

Tezuka...