Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"But the implication of this poem is not good. Yayue, you'd better not use it to express your feelings in the future, otherwise it will cause a misunderstanding. It may even make the girl cry." Nanjiro said worriedly.

Matsukaze Mayue simply stopped talking to him.

Because I can't explain it.

He looks silly, but he speaks so eloquently that people are speechless.

It just seems that he is capable.

I might as well keep quiet. He's bored now and probably won't bother me anymore.

Nanjiro moved a chair and sat next to him, looking closely at the spot on his neck that he had bitten.

The more I watched, the more I felt that I was not what Renzi called a "good kid", but a "bad kid".

Put yourself in their shoes. If someone bit you hard like this, you would not only cry for three days and three nights, but you would also regard the person who bit you as an "enemy" and would want to ignore him for the rest of your life.

This kind of pain cannot be healed by just a cake.

He will need thousands and thousands of cakes for the rest of his life to heal.

But Yayue was able to forgive him magnanimously.

And I am willing to get along with him in a friendly manner.

Thinking about it this way, Yayue seems to be quite generous...

So, Nanjiro "learned from his pains" and "came to his senses" and held Matsukaze Masatsuki's hand, saying sincerely: "Yazuki, don't worry, I will definitely treat you well in the future..."

Matsukaze Masuki:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

What kind of mess is going on in this guy's mind!

Before he could pull his hand out, Fujiwara Kaede outside the door was already dumbfounded.

The expression on her face is the same as Matsukaze Masatsuki's:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Did I miss something?

The plot is almost taking off and I can't keep up!

“Fujiwara!” Nanjiro shouted happily, as if nothing had happened, “Why are you here?”

Why am I here? If I hadn't come, who knows what you two would do next, Fujiwara Kaede thought.

On the surface, he smiled at them without showing any emotion and said, "Xiuyuan invited me to dinner, saying that since everyone was here, we should get together. What are you doing..."

Matsukaze Masatsuki slapped his hand with her other hand lightly, and Nanjiro felt pain and let go.

"Huff" and "pitifully" I went.

He kept thinking in his heart that Yayue was still a bad person and he would not be friends with her in the future.

Yes, regret is so easy.

"It's nothing. I've just been unlucky these past few days. Maybe I've been pestered by a rogue kid..." Songfeng Yayue's words were sharp, and her words were both tactful and direct.

Nanjiro was very smart at this time. He thought to himself that he didn't want to suffer any loss from Yayue, even a little bit. But he looked at Matsukaze Yayue with a smile on his face and replied:

"Isn't this normal? Yayue, you are loved by everyone, so it's not surprising that you are haunted by a ghost. On the contrary, I would think there is a ghost if you are not haunted by a ghost."

"You..." Are you sure you are here to apologize and not to make me angry?

Are you sure? Songfeng Yayue resisted the urge to "take action".

Forget it, forget it. A noble man should not bear grudges against a villain. So what’s wrong with giving him three feet?

But then again...

He stared at Nanjiro with smiling eyes for a long time.

This can’t be a white glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame filling…

Fujiwara Kaede watched the two of them acting as if no one was around and getting along so "harmoniously". She felt like a poor little person, a light bulb and a big fool for having come to visit them specially and then been forgotten in the corner.

This is a movie about three people, but I can’t have a name...

Do you think people are fools if they don't speak?

Woohoo...don't go too far...