Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Echizen Nanjiro lowered his head and stood there honestly, not daring to move.

After a while he realized that it was useless to compete with Tezuka in silence. In the end, he would be the one who suffered.

Sure enough, he has to be the one to do every "ice-breaking operation".

However, he had no other choice but to look up at Tezuka and yell "It hurts".

Tezuka is not Ryoma, at least he wouldn't say something like "you deserve it for the pain."

Because Kunimitsu Tezuka is a very polite and good kid, although he is very cold. Very cold.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's gaze fell to his knees, and he could see the "miserable situation" inside through the torn trousers.

Not only were there large bruises, but the most serious area was still bleeding.

This is called "it's okay"!

Tezuka Kunimitsu's attitude, which had just softened due to his cry of pain, instantly turned cold and ruthless again: "Mr. Nanjiro, why don't you go to the hospital when you are injured? Why do you run away!"

Echizen Nanjiro felt aggrieved after being accused by Tezuka.

His lips moved, but his heart was choked and he couldn't say anything.

He actually thought Tezuka was a good kid, and he even liked Tezuka before.

It's all fake, Tezuka is not a good person at all, he has chosen the wrong person.

I am an adult after all, why should I be lectured by Tezuka?

"Fire starts from the heart, and evil comes from the courage." All feelings such as cold, heat, worry and uneasiness were thrown out of his mind.

Even if Tezuka Kunimitsu is the emperor of Seigaku who has the final say and is tall and majestic, I am not a member of Seigaku. Why should I be afraid of him?

"My situation has nothing to do with you, Tezuka. Tezuka should stop caring about me and prepare well for the competition, so as not to let your wish go unfulfilled and end up with regrets that can never be made up for."

Words spoken without consideration may make you feel refreshed at the time, but all that is left after they are said is emptiness, loneliness and coldness.

Words spoken are like water spilled, and can never be taken back.

Yes, Echizen Nanjiro regretted it, almost as soon as he uttered the last word.

He even hoped that time could be turned back.

Countless strong emotions surged up in his body, making his seemingly calm appearance as calm as water, revealing a slightly stunned look.

Why are you angry at Tezuka?

I have always known it clearly, but words can sometimes become the sharpest blade in the world, and they often hurt those close to us.

He tried hard to suppress the urge to cry. No, he couldn't cry in front of Tezuka.

That would be even uglier.

The words of apology were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them. At this time, he seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

In contrast, the injured area no longer feels painful.

Echizen Nanjiro still had the leisure to think about it in his mind, which was not a bad thing.

He didn't want to look at Tezuka's expression, so he slowly lowered his head and turned to leave.

Tezuka might be angry and think that he was being very weird at this moment.

Maybe it's still as cold as ever.

He won't regret helping me, right?

This shouldn't be the case, because Tezuka is a good kid.

I'm sorry, Tezuka, I'll apologize to you next time, I can't do it today.

Until I felt the cool temperature belonging to another person on my hand.

He heard the boy sigh from behind him: "I'm sorry."

Huh? Did I travel to another world again?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nanjiro."

It turned out that Kunimitsu Tezuka only held his hand gently, and when he said "I'm sorry" the second time, he added a little more strength.

It seems to be getting a little warmer, Echizen Nanjiro thought dazedly.

Tezuka Kunimitsu originally wanted to hold his wrist, but for some reason, his eyes turned to his left hand at the last moment, and so...

Echizen Nanjiro turned his back to Tezuka Kunimitsu, a little confused, and stammered: "Tezuka, why, why..."

Why do you want to apologize to me?

"My attitude just now was not good. Mr. Nanjiro, please forgive me."

Kunimitsu Tezuka walked up to him and raised his hand to help him tidy up the hair that was sticking up around his ears.

No matter where you are, there are always a few stubborn hairs that don't want to be obedient and want to show their uniqueness whenever they get the chance.

Echizen Nanjiro usually doesn't bother to care about them, but that doesn't mean that everyone will turn a blind eye to them.

You should have talked to him nicely.

The injury on his knee seemed to have activated a mechanism in Tezuka Kunimitsu's mind, and his rationality quickly and quietly disappeared.

As Echizen Nanjiro's gaze turned to their clasped hands, Tezuka Kunimitsu realized his own impoliteness.

However, less than a second after he withdrew his hand, Echizen Nanjiro immediately held it back and then threw himself into his arms.

Great, still warm.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was stunned, unable to think for a moment.

Mr. Nanjiro, whom he usually knew and respected, seemed to have suddenly become a piece of incomparably precious and rare jade in his arms.

He couldn't even tell whether the scene before him was a dream or reality.

Fortunately, Tezuka Kunimitsu had strong willpower and recovered after a while, but he still couldn't make up his mind to push the person in his arms away, and his left hand was still being held.

Many people looked in their direction, and a few girls who were talking and laughing came over. When they saw them, they were first surprised, then their eyes lit up. After they walked past, they looked back from time to time and whispered with their companions. The group of people laughed beautifully yet a little strangely.

In this busy street, facing all kinds of looks with different meanings, even with Tezuka Kunimitsu's calmness, his heart couldn't help but feel a little fluctuated.

He lowered his head and called out, "Mr. Nanjiro."

"Ah."

The man only responded softly, and it came out from his throat, it seemed that he was too lazy to talk.

"You are injured, go to the hospital."

Echizen Nanjiro leaned on Tezuka's shoulder, feeling very happy and not wanting to cry at all.

Tezuka's body smells nice and is very comfortable to lean on. It would be nice if he could be used as a pillow.

Hmm... Think about it, how likely is it to reproduce a Tezuka pillow...

When Tezuka mentioned the "hospital", Echizen Nanjiro raised his head, frowned, and was obviously unhappy. He turned his eyes away and muttered, "I don't like hospitals."

"Mr. Nanjiro..."

Tezuka Kunimitsu wanted to persuade him, but he heard him continue in a lower voice: "But if you accompany me..."

Echizen Nanjiro did not continue speaking, and of course, there was no need to say anything more.

Kunimitsu Tezuka thought that perhaps he had made his choice from the moment he left the bus stop.

Unconsciously, the cold edge on his body quietly disappeared: "Okay, I'll accompany you. Mr. Nanjiro."

After all, it was because his own heart... was moved.

Echizen Nanjiro opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect Tezuka to agree so readily. Just in case, he asked one more question: "Is it okay?"

"Ah."

The corners of Tezuka Kunimitsu's lips rose ever so slightly. Even though it was only for a moment, Echizen Nanjiro, who had been watching him, still saw it.

Tezuka... smiled...

So lovely.

Slurp, slurp, why am I drooling? I am only interested in food.

"Mr. Nanjiro, I'll carry you."

"No, no..." Echizen Nanjiro was so scared that he shook his hands and took several steps back.

Tezuka wants to carry him?

No, no, absolutely not. As an adult, he is probably heavier than Tezuka.

This retreat affected the skin and muscles on the legs, and the pain rushed straight to the brain.

Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but shout out.

He was in so much pain that his eyes were filled with tears. He threw himself on the spot and said, "Tezuka, I'm very heavy. I can't do this."

People who eat a lot and gain a lot of weight are not worthy of being carried. It seems that I ate more for lunch today than yesterday.

Why does he always have to embarrass himself in front of Tezuka?

Tezuka Kunimitsu remained unmoved and looked at him calmly: "Mr. Nanjiro."

This is to urge him. Alas, there is no other way.

Seeing that he could not change Tezuka's mind, Echizen Nanjiro suddenly came up with an "evil" plan.

If Tezuka is unable to carry him at that time, he will be the first to complain and put all the blame on Tezuka, accusing him of lack of exercise recently.

Yes. The plan works and can be executed.

Tezuka, you can't blame me for this. The adult world is very complicated. I just mean well by letting you know the dangers of society in advance.

Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro felt that he was simply great.

Yes, that's right, that's it.

Tezuka Kunimitsu carried him steadily on his back, and he didn't look like he was struggling at all.

But he frowned.

Why does it feel like Mr. Nanjiro is a little lighter than the last time we were at the dessert shop?

This is not a good sign.

It seems that I must always remind Mr. Nanjiro to pay attention to his health and not be so careless anymore.

Echizen Nanjiro, who was leaning on his back, entered the "lazy" mode soon after hugging him tightly, and then transitioned to the "sleep mode". After yawning a few times, he slowly fell asleep.