Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"It was the mugwort that Mr. Nanjiro gave me. I originally wanted to use it to make some Chinese food, but I heard from Mr. Nanjiro that it can also repel mosquitoes and flies, so I took some, put it in a bag, and hung it on the tennis bag."

Xiang Mu Jue looked at the boys in front of him and said with a smile: "Where did you get the plants in your hands? I noticed it when I just came here. Do you have the leisure to appreciate flowers while playing tennis?"

Everyone turned their attention to Echizen Nanjiro.

Echizen Nanjiro pretended to know nothing and diverted his attention.

"Oh, I see. It seems that it was also given by Mr. Nanjiro." Xiang Mujue said with sudden realization.

Echizen Nanjiro was shocked: "Hey, how did you know it was me?"

Everyone was speechless: Isn't it obvious? Who else could it be besides you?

"Didn't you say you wouldn't give it to anyone else?" asked Keigo Atobe.

Echizen Nanjiro took a step back: "Xiang Mu's mugwort was given to me several days ago, so it doesn't count."

Fuji Shusuke smiled like a little devil: "It seems that Mr. Nanjiro likes to give plants to others. You think so too, don't you, Tezuka?"

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't say anything, just looked at Nanjiro Echizen, emitting a cold aura from his whole body.

It’s so cold. I’m going to catch a cold. It’s terrible.

Echizen Nanjiro turned his eyes away without leaving a trace, thinking that he should not look at Tezuka for the time being.

Although Tezuka is very good-looking, he also needs to take care of his health.

"So, Mr. Nanjiro, what are you guys going to do with all this might?"

"No, it's nothing."

Echizen Nanjiro lowered his head. He didn't want Xiang Mu to know the truth.

Xiang Mu Jue examined the young men around Mr. Nanjiro and derived several key pieces of information: they were tennis players; they had flowers sent by Mr. Nanjiro; and most importantly, they all looked good.

Could it be...

Xiang Mu Jue said in surprise: "Are they fighting for you, Mr. Nanjiro?"

"How do you know!" Uh, exposed.

Today is indeed not a good day to go out.

"It's true." Xiang Mujue also began to have a headache.

He knew that Mr. Nanjiro had a very attractive physique, but he never thought that he would attract people like this: "Don't tell me that you are going to decide the outcome through tennis next."

Echizen Nanjiro suddenly felt that he could no longer raise his head in front of Xiang Mu.

He accepted his fate: "Xiang Mu, how do you know everything?"

Atobe Keigo said frankly: "That's right, because I like this person."

"However, at this point, the duel should not be able to proceed." He looked at Qian Goku Qingchun, "After all, you also understand that all this is because of your self-righteousness."

Sengoku Kiyosumi took Echizen Nanjiro's hand and said firmly, "No matter what, Echizen is my friend."

"Sengoku..." I feel a little touched.

Echizen Nanjiro quickly shook his head, trying to get rid of this strange feeling.

"Atobe, you and Tezuka, the two of you have made Echizen embarrassed. This is a fact I saw with my own eyes." Sengoku Kiyomizu asked back, "Am I wrong?"

"Let go of his hand!" Atobe Keigo ordered.

"I'll never let go!" Sengoku Kiyomizu held Echizen Nanjiro's hand even tighter.

"Forever? How dare you say that!" Atobe Keigo also stepped forward and held Echizen Nanjiro's other hand.

"That's enough. Please forgive me. I don't want to be fought over by two people at the same time again." Echizen Nanjiro sighed helplessly, "Even elementary school students wouldn't do such childish things nowadays. Can't we talk about it calmly?"

He slowly and forcefully pushed away the two people next to him. He picked up the cup and was about to open it when he remembered that the tea in it had already been drunk by Sengoku Kiyomizu.

But at this moment, I felt so angry that I couldn't get rid of it.

His hands unconsciously covered his heart, his breathing became slightly rapid, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Where is the drinks machine?"

Atobe Keigo noticed that something was wrong with him: "Karachi."

"Yes." Takahiro Karaji took out a water cup from the bag of Keigo Atobe that he was carrying on his back.

Atobe Keigo took it and handed it to him. Echizen Nanjiro was not polite and took it directly, and sincerely thanked Kabaji Takahiro behind him.

"Wait a minute, this is my water cup, shouldn't you thank me?"

Although Atobe Keigo said this, he was glad that Kabata brought his own water bottle.

Because he always carried his belongings with him and had never asked Huadi to keep them for him.

Just forget it, Echizen Nanjiro complained in his heart.

"I see that you are not in good health..." Atobe Keigo carefully looked at his face, his tone revealing obvious worry, "Have you been sick recently?"

After drinking a few sips of water, he returned the cup to Atobe Keigo, feeling extremely upset.

Because I am already an old man!

Can you young people have a little more self-awareness?

He lowered his eyelids: "I am already old, and I can't stand your torture."

The sunlight was growing stronger, and after playing with these teenagers for a long time, he was obviously feeling exhausted.

He raised his head and said calmly to everyone: "Everyone, this farce should end here, if you haven't forgotten what day it is today."

"First, Atobe and Sengoku, you two." Echizen Nanjiro turned his gaze towards the two of them, "Are you planning to stay here and ignore your companions? People without a sense of responsibility are not cute at all."

Qian Shiqingchun's expression was a little aggrieved: "I'm just worried about you, Echizen."

Echizen Nanjiro said helplessly: "Thank you, please go away."

Atobe Keigo also knew that he had stayed too long, but he had never been one to show a compromising attitude.

"Listen carefully. When I contact you in the future, you must respond to me immediately. You must read and reply to my messages, and you must answer my calls. If you have anything to do, you can contact me at any time. Of course, you can also contact me at any time if you have nothing to do. Do you understand?"

"Atobe, you..." Echizen Nanjiro stared at him, "You are so long-winded."

Atobe Keigo's eyes suddenly turned cold: "What did you say?"

"No, nothing." Under the pressure of his power, Echizen Nanjiro could only remain humble.

Only then was Mr. Atobe satisfied.

Guan Yuechu realized that his wish to collect data might not be realized. He entangled a strand of hair on his forehead with his fingers and said with a little regret: "It's a pity, but it was a good show. Goodbye, everyone."

Although I didn't collect data on other people's playing time, at least I got to know some data outside the court, so it wasn't a complete loss.

Before leaving, he looked deeply at Echizen Nanjiro.

This man might not be easily ignored.

We should make good use of what we can use. This is the consistent purpose and creed of Guanyuechu.

As for how to use it, he needs to think about it carefully.

Fuji Shusuke smiled and said, "I am a little disappointed that I cannot compete with Tezuka. I will have to wait for the next opportunity. Then Tezuka, Mr. Nanjiro, you two should still have something to discuss. I will leave you alone without disturbing you."

"Hey, Senior Xiang Mu, you are here to look for Echizen, right?" Fuji Shusuke turned his head and asked.

Xiang Mujue didn't react and answered instinctively: "Ah? Yes."

"Echizen should be over there. I'll take you to find him." Fuji Shusuke "enthusiastically" pulled his sleeve.

"Oh, don't bother, I actually..."

The black-bellied little bear smiled gently and said, "Senior Xiang Mu, you don't have to be polite. Just follow me."

No matter how reluctant Xiang Mujue was, he ultimately failed to escape the little bear's "clutches" and was half coaxed and half forced away.

Only after watching them walk away one by one did Echizen Nanjiro feel at ease.

If you get too close to the sun, you will get burned. Similarly, if you get too close to teenagers, you will get hurt in some way.

Everything that happened today made Echizen Nanjiro realize this deeply.

"Huh... finally there's no one here." Echizen Nanjiro closed his eyes and pressed his eyebrows.

Huh? Wait, there seems to be another one.

He raised his head and showed an expression that said, "As expected."

Ah, Tezuka is still here.

He blinked helplessly.

Would Tezuka be mad at him?

Would Tezuka ignore him?

Will Tezuka continue to emit super cold air?

He just stared into Tezuka's eyes with an inquiring attitude.

"Let's go, Mr. Nanjiro."

Tezuka Kunimitsu has returned to his usual calmness, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Echizen Nanjiro nodded and followed Tezuka's pace.

He didn't know where Tezuka was taking him, but he wasn't confused.

Maybe it's like this, he trusts Tezuka much more than he trusts himself.

They walked for about five minutes without speaking a word.

Echizen Nanjiro wanted to speak several times, but every time he looked up at Tezuka's back, he was speechless.

He even wanted to reach out and touch Tezuka's back, but he retracted his hand just when his fingertips were about to touch it.

I feel depressed and anxious.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stopped beside a bench and turned to face Echizen Nanjiro: "Please sit down first. I'll go to the front to take a look."

Only then did Echizen Nanjiro understand that Tezuka brought him here to rest because he saw that he was tired.

He sat down quietly, looking away.

Tezuka Kunimitsu continued to walk forward, and Echizen Nanjiro continued to look at his back.

Only when his figure disappeared completely did Echizen Nanjiro look away and lower his head.

He raised his hand and touched his hairband to check its tightness.

What can I give Tezuka? Echizen Nanjiro asked himself.

There is also Renko, Ryoma, and many other people.

What can he give?

Apart from the soul within this body, what else does he have that truly belongs to him?

Of course, there is no answer.

"It's all your fault." Echizen Nanjiro rebuked in a low voice, "You're too nice to me."