Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Echizen Nanjiro walked for a while, then found a bench under the house and sat down.

Young men in groups of three or five came towards him and went towards him, talking and laughing. It seemed that nothing could stop them from moving forward and they had a distant hope for victory in their hearts.

He lowered his eyes; today's sunshine seemed too hot.

Sure enough, he shouldn’t have come.

He closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and sighed deeply.

"Hey, beautiful you seem to be in a bad mood, can you allow me to share your sorrow?"

The voice sounded like a teenager.

He jumped down from the roof and landed right behind Echizen Nanjiro.

Echizen Nanjiro was puzzled. Wasn't this guy mentally ill and had no money to treat it?

He turned and looked.

The boy has orange hair and lake blue eyes. He is wearing a green T-shirt with a white tie and orange stripes, and white shorts. It should be a school uniform.

Judging from his confident, generous and fearless attitude, he is probably a young man who does things in an unconventional and free-spirited manner.

However, when the man saw his appearance, he was immediately frightened and screamed.

"You...you...you're a man! I thought...oh, what a mistake. How unlucky."

"Oh?" Echizen Nanjiro looked at him with interest. "So, you thought I was a girl and jumped down from the roof to chat me up? You seem like a playboy."

"I'm not a playboy." The boy was unwilling to accept the accusation of being a "playboy" and retorted, "I just simply like girls."

"It's because you have such long hair that I made a mistake." The young man walked over and sat down beside him. "But, why are you sighing here alone? Where are your companions?"

"Companions?" Echizen Nanjiro looked at him puzzledly.

"If you are not a contestant, then you are a student who came here to cheer for our school's tennis club. You are definitely not the only one."

Echizen Nanjiro was stunned for a moment, then he covered his face and laughed: "Do you think I'm a student?"

The boy was dazed for a moment because of the smile in his eyes: "Then you are..."

"Qiangoku Kiyomizu, are you really 'innocent and pure'?"

That's right, when the young man approached him, Echizen Nanjiro recognized his identity.

Kiyosumi Sengoku from Yamabuki Junior High School, also known as "Lucky Sengoku".

Qian Shiqingchun opened his eyes wide and moved closer to him unconsciously: "Do you know me?"

"After all, your legend is spreading among us here."

"Really?"

Sengoku Qingchun thought he was very famous and was immediately overjoyed.

"Yes..." Echizen Nanjiro said slowly, "I heard that Sengoku Kiyosumi from Yamabuki Junior High School likes to look at beautiful girls. He chats up seven girls a day on average, and..."

"Stop!" Sengoku Kiyosumi stopped him from going on, "That's it."

Echizen Nanjiro looked confused and said, "Aren't these true?"

I can’t say no, it’s just…

Sengoku Kiyosumi felt a little depressed. Why didn't everyone pay attention to his tennis ability but instead cared about these unimportant things?

"Mr. Sengoku, although I think you are very interesting and want to continue chatting with you, I still suggest that you better look at the time..." Echizen Nanjiro pointed to the watch he was wearing.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late!" Sengoku Kiyomizu jumped up as if burned by fire, "I have to leave quickly."

In a hurry, her eyes met his smiling eyes, her heart couldn't help but move, and words of request came out of her mouth.

"Can you tell me your name and school?"

Echizen Nanjiro was also convinced by him.

It seems that chatting up people has become his instinct, no matter whether the person in front of him is a man or a woman, old or young.

He replied: "Echizen Nanjiro. Seigaku."

What he said was the truth, but if Sengoku Kiyomizu still thought he was a student, it was none of his business.

When he was leaving, Renzi said that someone might mistake him for a student, but he didn't believe it. It turns out that this really happened.

Echizen Nanjiro was certainly not naive enough to think that he looked young.

He thought that the reason why Sengoku Kiyomizu misunderstood was probably because Kiyomizu was really so "pure".

It’s no wonder that after chatting with this straightforward boy for a few words, his mood did indeed improve a lot.

Sure enough, youth is something that people will never hate or dislike.

It’s time for me to go to Qingxue, after all, I promised to cheer for them.

He stood up, stretched, and then was ready to set off in full energy.

Uh...how did he get here in the first place? Should he go left or right?

He took a few steps forward and reached the lawn in front of the net, hesitating.

Finally he decided to try walking to the left first.

By the time Echizen Nanjiro realized something was wrong, he had already walked into the woods behind the venue.

At this time, he was holding various flowers and plants he had collected along the way.

Jade curtain, butterfly grass, purple flower sorrel, rosemary...

He knew that his old habit had come back again, he was always attracted by the beautiful and charming plants in the wild.

Suddenly, Echizen Nanjiro saw a striking color under the tree.

He walked over and parted the tiny grass nearby. This was...

He looked at it carefully and confirmed that it was a kind of small flower he had never seen before.

The flowers are very small and light pink, with thin stamens that are still covered with dew that has condensed in the early morning. The petals bloom in layers, looking gorgeous and tempting.

Is it a rose? But can a rose be so small?

Echizen Nanjiro leaned in and smelled it. The fragrance was sweet and gentle, making people feel comfortable and happy.

Really like.

He carefully picked the one he thought was the most beautiful, then sniffed the fruit in his hand with joy, feeling extremely satisfied.

He thought, why not plant some easy-to-grow plants in the temple.

Fortunately, after giving up the idea of ​​collecting plants, Echizen Nanjiro easily came out of the woods.

He felt that it was more reliable to ask others for directions than to rely on his own intuition.

"Um, excuse me, may I ask?"

Echizen Nanjiro looked at the boy in front of him who was watching the game intently. He felt a little uneasy but couldn't help but ask: "Do you know where the Seigaku game is held?"

The boy and his companions turned their heads when they heard Echizen Nanjiro's voice.

Echizen Nanjiro recognized him almost at first sight.

Her eyes are like clear running water, and she has a seductive attitude with her lips slightly pursed.

His exquisite and flawless facial features give him a unique and heroic temperament.

Watch the moon at the beginning of the month.

Commander, Commander Tower, and serves as manager and coach of the St. Rudolph tennis team.

Guan Yuechu took a quick look at the person in front of him, but didn't pay much attention to him. He replied calmly, "Isn't he just across the street?"

Echizen Nanjiro followed his gaze and saw Echizen Ryoma and the others.

"Thank you."

A bright smile that came from the heart was revealed in front of him without any scruples.

Gorgeous, bright, incredible.

The liveliness in his eyes and his unique temperament that was not vulgar made Guan Yuechu feel suspicious.

Could it be that I made a mistake?

Her eyes turned to the bright color in his hand, and she became interested.

Her slender fingers twisted the black hair on her forehead habitually: "These flowers and plants look very fresh. They must have been picked not long ago."

"Yeah." Echizen Nanjiro responded with a slight smile on his lips.

He picked up a purple flower from his hand, his eyes full of expectation: "I went to the woods behind. This one is the butterfly grass with sleek leaves. Do you like it?"

Guan Yuechu had never met such a strange person before. He had the leisure to pick flowers in the woods behind the tennis match. It seemed that he was neither a contestant nor someone who was interested in tennis.

An inattentive spectator. This is how Guan Yuechu described him.

Guan Yuechu took the butterfly grass from his hand and thanked him.

"Goodbye."

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Echizen Nanjiro turned and ran to the other side.

Yanagisawa Shinya, who was standing by, saw Echizen Nanjiro walking away and joked, "Mizuki, although it's nice to receive flowers, is it okay that the other person is a man?"

Guan Yuechu carefully examined the flower in his hand and chuckled, "Very interesting."

Minister Akazawa Yoshiro saw that person blending into the Seigaku main selection and reminded: "That person seems to be from Seigaku."

Everyone in St. Rudolph looked over and saw him having a pleasant conversation with the members of Seigaku.

Yanagisawa Shinya put away his joking attitude: "Guan Yue, who is he?"

Guan Yuechu's fingers were wrapped around her hair again.

That person must not be a regular player.

Is he the new coach hired by Qingxue? That's impossible.

He has already conducted a comprehensive investigation of Qingxue's recent situation, so there is no way anything could have been missed.

But if he was an unrelated person, how could he be so close to the regular players of Qingxue?

I can't figure it out. It seems that a more detailed investigation is needed.

Echizen Nanjiro had no idea what Mizutsugi was thinking. When he arrived among the Seigaku people, he was immediately surrounded by them and "warmly welcomed".

"Dad." Echizen Ryoma said with a gloomy face, "What were you doing just now?"

"I didn't do anything."

Echizen Nanjiro didn't understand what he meant, as he hadn't done anything wrong today.

Fuji Shusuke still had a spring-like smile on his face: "Mr. Nanjiro, we all saw you giving flowers to the manager of St. Rudolph."

"That's...that's because...I..."

Unknowingly, it seems that I have committed the crime of "collaborating with the enemy"?

Woohoo, he didn’t mean it.

Echizen Nanjiro quickly explained to everyone: "The flower is a thank you gift for asking for directions. It has no other meaning. You must believe me."

"But I see you're smiling quite happily, Dad."

Damn Longma, he can’t bear it anymore, let’s settle both new and old grudges together.

He pinched Echizen Ryoma's cheek and said, "Ryoma, stop saying bad things about me."

Echizen Ryoma tried to push his hand away: "Dad, it hurts."

Only after hearing the little prince's plea for mercy did he let go with satisfaction.