Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"Listen to my explanation!"

Before Nanjiro Echizen could finish his sentence, Keigo Atobe picked him up.

Like carrying a bag of rice.

You don’t want to kill people to silence them, do you?

Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro quickly shouted for help, hoping that someone present could save him.

"Yukiko, Hirakawa..."

I look at you with pitiful eyes. It would be cruel if you don’t save me.

Atobe Keigo ignored the opinions of the people present because he didn't care at all.

"I'll take this man away."

After saying that, he just walked away.

Aoki Sasari did call out to him, but all she got in return was, "Talk to me tomorrow if you have anything to say."

"Atobe, put me down quickly, I, I'm very heavy."

Echizen Nanjiro didn't stop talking all the way.

He wanted to struggle but was afraid of falling, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Atobe, Atobe, put me down, I'm afraid..."

"Atobe, I feel very uncomfortable like this..."

"Atobe, let me go..."

"Atobe, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to you, okay..."

No matter how much Echizen Nanjiro said in a sweet tone, Atobe Keigo seemed to have heard nothing and remained unmoved.

Feng Changtaro whispered, "The minister is robbing me like this, it doesn't seem good."

Xiangri Yueren held his forehead with his hand: "'Supposedly' and 'seemingly' can be completely removed."

Only when they arrived at the restaurant did Keigo Atobe place him in a chair.

Seeing his panicked face, she said with a teasing smile: "You talk a lot."

However, in the eyes of Echizen Nanjiro, this was a naked mockery of him.

He glared at Keigo Atobe fiercely, but the actual effect was not very good, and the deterrent effect was even less than that of a kitten with its fur standing on end.

"I want to go back." Echizen Nanjiro stood up angrily.

Atobe Keigo pushed him down: "Eat first, aren't you hungry?"

He tilted his head to one side and said angrily, "I'm not hungry."

Hmm? Eating?

Echizen Nanjiro looked at Atobe Keigo and said, "You're treating me to a meal?"

"if not?"

"Why?" Was Atobe too polite to him?

Inviting him to dinner the first time they met, are all Hyotei students so hospitable?

"Why so many questions?" She said and was about to pour him a glass of champagne.

Echizen Nanjiro refused: "I don't drink."

“No alcohol.”

Echizen Nanjiro still shook his head.

Atobe Keigo had no choice but to follow his lead and continued to ask, "Do you know all of them?"

Echizen Nanjiro looked at them one by one. He naturally remembered all of Hyotei's main candidates and nodded: "But I only heard about them. This is the first time I've seen them in person."

"Hey, you know us too?" Xiangri Yueren said in panic, "You, you don't know every one of us as well as you do Atobe!"

Echizen Nanjiro smiled awkwardly when he heard this: "No."

Xiangri Yueren continued to ask: "Then you don't know what I like and what I hate, right?"

"I don't know." Echizen Nanjiro answered him sincerely.

Xiangri Yueren breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Echizen Nanjiro slowly ate the salad in front of him.

"Mr. Nanjiro, I want to eat pasta."

Baby Jilang, who had woken up at some point, came over and started acting cute.

Echizen Nanjiro took his fork, rolled up the pasta, and brought it to his mouth.

"Ah, wow." Akutagawa Jiro took a big bite, "It's delicious... I want more..."

"Okay, but..."

Echizen Nanjiro looked at his "claws" that were stretched out and ready to move, and remembered that he had used him as a pillow not long ago, so he warned: "Don't come closer, if you don't want to be thrown out again."

Jiro Akutagawa suddenly looked pitiful. Echizen Nanjiro rolled up some pasta for him with a fork, but he still ate it in big bites. When faced with the emerald green vegetable salad, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Ok?"

Echizen Nanjiro raised his eyebrows, thinking, how can a little sheep not eat grass? He decisively ordered, "Open your mouth."

The little lamb opened his mouth reluctantly with tears in his eyes and let out an "ah", and he put a large forkful full of vegetable salad in it.

"Children should not be picky eaters." Afterwards, Echizen Nanjiro looked at the lamb's sad face, then turned his eyes to the salad and gently suggested, "Have another bite?"

Akutagawa Jiro shook his head like a rattle: "No more."

Then he quickly returned to his seat and started eating obediently.

Seeing this, Echizen Nanjiro smiled faintly.

Atobe Keigo was displeased: "You spoil him too much."

Oshitari Yuushi, who was standing by, could tell that there was a lot of sourness in what Atobe said.

"It's okay for a child to be indulged once in a while."

Besides, lambs are cute.

Soft, cute, a little naughty, but well-behaved most of the time. Who can not love such a gentle little lamb?

Oshitari Yuushi asked him, "Mr. Nanjiro, why did you think of coming to Hyotei Academy today?"

"Uh..." Echizen Nanjiro stammered, "Actually... I..."

"I missed my bus stop." I always feel embarrassed to tell the truth.

"Then, I saw that the school gate was open..." Echizen Nanjiro felt uneasy, "I was just curious for a moment. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble."

Then he said confidently: "I swear, there will absolutely not be a next time."

Oshitari Yuushi was amused by his serious look: "Mr. Nanjiro, you don't have to be nervous. We don't have a rule that prohibits outsiders from visiting Hyotei."

That's good.

Echizen Nanjiro breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

"But do I really want to be the leader of the Atobe Support Group? I don't know how to do anything..."

Atobe Keigo didn't care: "You don't need to do anything."

He had originally thought about refusing the position, but Yukiko and Atobe both said that he didn't need to do anything, so his title as the leader was just an empty title and meant nothing.

Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro felt relieved.

Isn't it just a small support group? Even if something really happens, it won't be that serious and can be solved by working hard.

So we didn't bring up the subject anymore.

"But I never thought that this lipstick of Atobe's would be orange-flavored." Oshitari Yuushi said with a smile in his eyes, "Not only the brand, but even the flavor has changed."

"Hey, this isn't the kind Atobe used before?"

"He used to use some British brand."

Echizen Nanjiro guessed: "Rose flavor?"

"Yes."

"Oh, what a pity." If Atobe hadn't changed his lipstick this time, Yukiko would have won.

Wait, he seemed to have thought of something.

The outer shell of Atobe's lipstick is pure white, with the English letters of the brand name simply printed on it.

Such a simple and elegant style is really not what Atobe would choose, and the refreshing orange scent makes it seem like...

Aoki!

Suddenly he had a bold guess.

Maybe it was given by Aoki to Atobe, or maybe Atobe wanted to please him...

Echizen Nanjiro's delusions about Atobe and Aoki began to build up in his mind again.

I want to support this CP.

He has already thought of a name for the CP, which is "Physics", which looks very complicated.

Anyway, both of them are top students. Not bad.

Atobe Keigo looked at his lively expression, but felt a little strange in his heart: "What are you thinking about?"

Echizen Nanjiro came back to his senses and waved his hands: "Nothing."

We must not let Atobe know, otherwise he will be furious, hmm.

“What an exquisite strawberry cake.” Are you sure this isn’t a work of art?

He looked left and right, and couldn't find any fault.

Get a little closer and the sweet smell of strawberries will make you feel excited.

"It looks so good that I don't want to eat it." I feel happy just by looking at it.

The little sheep popped up when he heard this: "Then give it to me."

No, Echizen Nanjiro quickly took action to protect the strawberry cake tightly and not give the lamb any chance to take advantage.

I’ll eat it when I’ve seen enough, and I won’t give it to you.

Oshitari Yuushi stared at him thoughtfully.

"What's wrong, Oshitari?"

Yuushi Oshitari made a direct conclusion about him: "Mr. Nanjiro, you are obsessed with looks, right?"

This... Echizen Nanjiro widened his eyes slightly.

Are you obsessed with looks? Is that right?

"I don't know." This question is a bit complicated.

Oshitari Yuushi continued to ask: "Do you like Atobe?"

The issue is more complicated.

Echizen Nanjiro stiffly put down the knife and fork in his hand, his eyes drifted to Atobe, but when he saw that the other was looking at him, he quickly retracted his eyes.

What to do? Like it or not?

I can't say I like her, but I can't say I don't like her either, because Tobe will definitely be angry.

And Atobe even treated himself to a meal.

"Mr. Nanjiro, you were the one who confidently said in front of everyone that you liked Atobe's appearance the most. Why can't you say you like Atobe now?"

Oshitari Yuushi deliberately put on a serious face, but he was actually laughing out loud in his heart.

This is too cute.

She is cute when she is quiet, cute when she laughs, and cute when she is flustered.

This expression really makes people want to continue teasing him, teasing him, and dyeing his face a deeper layer of red. If his eyes were also watery...

Oshitari Yuushi had unconsciously let his imagination run wild.

If other people knew what he was thinking at this moment, no one would think he was a normal person.

"I..." Echizen Nanjiro explained helplessly, "There was nothing I could do about the situation at that time. If I didn't answer them..." That group of teenagers would definitely not let him go easily.

Atobe Keigo is Qingyue's favorite prince, but the one I like is...

It seems that person also said "I like you" to me.

Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro's expression became even more flustered and uncertain.

Fortunately, Oshitari didn't continue asking him.

Echizen Nanjiro was no longer in the mood to appreciate the strawberry cake. He just started eating it in big mouthfuls without savoring it carefully. He could only vaguely taste its sweetness.

Like it! Like it! Like it! Damn like it!

Why would an uncle like him say the word "like" to teenagers?

In a blink of an eye, his cheeks were stuffed full of cake, as big as a hamster.

"Eat slowly, no one is trying to snatch it from you." Atobe Keigo raised his hand and used a napkin to wipe the corners of his lips. He ate so fast just now that he couldn't stop him in time. "It's all covered in butter. Do you want another piece?"

Such a big person still looks like a child. And the oldest is three years old, no more.

Akutagawa Jiro successfully seized this opportunity to have more food: "Atobe, I want to eat another piece."

However, Keigo Atobe didn't even glance at him, but just said lightly: "The main player needs to pay attention to body management." This directly blocked all possibilities of giving the sheep extra food.

The little lamb expressed that he felt very aggrieved and cried.