Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Everyone who saw this scene was speechless. Is this something that requires thinking to understand?

"Ryoma, why are you feeding me?"

The action did not stop because of Echizen Nanjiro's words. Echizen Ryoma naturally picked up another piece of tamagoyaki. Seeing this, Echizen Nanjiro opened his mouth reflexively before the tamagoyaki was served to him.

Then he ate it in one gulp.

Lunzi's craftsmanship is unparalleled.

So delicious, so happy, so satisfying, I have no regrets in life after this bite.

Echizen Ryoma's tone was still calm: "Only a pair of chopsticks."

"Oh." Echizen Nanjiro expressed his understanding, and after understanding, he began to pick the food in the lunch box with great interest, "I want meatballs too, both kinds of meatballs."

Echizen Ryoma's expression was slightly disgusted: "Dad, finish the food in your mouth before you talk."

Everyone was amazed that the feeding operation went on so smoothly.

And Echizen, even if you only have a pair of chopsticks, you don't have to feed Mr. Nanjiro with your own hands.

Is it difficult to let him eat by himself?

Xiaosakata Tomoka had never encountered anything like this before. Although she always felt that there was something strange about it, this scene was very harmonious, beautiful and warm. She liked it.

Ryugasaki Sakurano recalled the scene at the dessert shop before.

Although Ryoma often has obvious complaints about Mr. Nanjiro, he actually always takes good care of him.

Is the relationship between father and son so good?

Suddenly, I felt a sense of frustration and my mood became depressed.

Why do I feel disappointed because Mr. Nanjiro and Ryoma have a good relationship? They are father and son, it would be abnormal if they had a bad relationship. What's wrong with me?

Echizen Nanjiro was enjoying the delicious food happily. He wanted to try the fried shrimp again. However, when his eyes met the delicate and calm face of his cat prince, he suddenly remembered that Ryoma had not eaten anything yet.

I have a sour and bitter feeling in my heart.

He was so selfish, he only cared about himself and forgot about Ryoma's feelings.

The same thing happened when he accidentally went to Hyotei. He was so focused on his own mood that he forgot about Longma who was waiting for him to come home and cook. Although Longma happened to go to see Xiangmu that day, what if he didn't go?

Did he really fulfill his responsibilities as a father?

Ryoma is really a good boy. Even though he knew he could no longer play tennis, he never complained.

He was obviously confused and didn't know what to do, but he still acted as if he didn't care in front of her.

He tried harder, but there was less and less room for him to help.

If Ryoma's original father, Echizen Nanjiro, were still alive, he would have given Ryoma good guidance in both tennis and life.

So what exactly is life and destiny all about?

Why was he the one who survived instead of Mr. Nanjiro?

Since he is not my biological child, it would be useless even if I have complete memories?

The so-called loving him with all your heart is nothing but deceiving yourself.

Ryoma Echizen picked up the fried shrimp, knowing that his stupid dad would definitely want to eat it, but Nanjiro Echizen gently pushed his hand away and shook his head.

At first he thought he had guessed wrong and that his stupid dad didn't want to eat fried shrimp, but what happened later was beyond his expectations.

Echizen Nanjiro lowered his head slightly: "Ryoma, I'm not hungry anymore, you eat."

Don’t want to eat anymore?

Doesn’t he usually eat a lot at every meal at home and always asks for a whole pot of rice?

Besides, what I brought today are all the foods he always likes to eat. How could he eat less instead of more?

He was fine when he was eating the meatballs, but in the blink of an eye, when he lowered his head to pick up the fried shrimps, his dad changed.

He didn't even need to think about it to know that his stupid dad was definitely just looking for trouble and getting stuck in a rut again.

"You're not full yet, Dad." Echizen Ryoma was still picking up fried shrimp, "Eat a little more. If you go back hungry, Mom will definitely complain to me. Come on, open your mouth."

Echizen Nanjiro has never been able to refuse requests from those close to him.

After subconsciously following Ryoma Echizen's orders and eating the fried shrimp, I felt even more depressed.

Compared to whether he was in a good mood, Echizen Ryoma obviously cared more about whether he was full.

The process after that seemed very normal. Whatever Echizen Ryoma picked up, Echizen Nanjiro would eat.

"Don't be sad, Dad. 'Food gives us life, so we must enjoy it with gratitude.' Isn't this what you always say..."

Echizen Ryoma picked up another cute little octopus and said casually, "Do you want to waste their lives?"

Echizen Nanjiro hurriedly shook his head: "That's not the case, Ryoma."

After saying that, he ate the small octopus that Ryoma Echizen handed to his mouth.

Echizen Ryoma looked at him, "How was that, Dad?"

It wasn't that he really had to give him an answer. Echizen Ryoma just hoped that he wouldn't look so sad.

"Anyway, Dad, you are not allowed to be willful. You have to eat well, okay?"

Echizen Nanjiro lowered his head knowing that he was in the wrong, and after a while he asked in a low voice: "Ryoma, aren't you hungry?"

Echizen Ryoma didn't think too much and replied directly: "I'm not hungry yet."

Actually, it’s really strange that my dad actually has the extra energy to care about me.

Whenever there’s something delicious at home, isn’t he always the first one to grab it for me?

Now that I don't compete with him for the food, he won't be so guarded about it anymore.

I really can't understand his thoughts.

"Longma, I'm really full. I don't want to eat anymore."

After roughly calculating the amount of food he had eaten and feeling it was about the same as usual, Echizen Ryoma put down his chopsticks and stopped feeding him, instead eating the rice balls in the lunch box himself.

Huh? Ryoma put down his chopsticks.

Echizen Nanjiro reached out and picked up the chopsticks in confusion, feeling that he had overlooked something.

What is it? I can't think of it.

Forget it, I don't want to.

He moved closer to Echizen Ryoma and gently rested his head on his child's shoulder.

Echizen Ryoma was unhappy: "Dad, it's very heavy."

"If you say anything more, I'll use you as a pillow." Echizen Nanjiro "threatened" calmly.

He raised his hand to cover his yawn, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"Dad, do you know that you resemble a certain animal?"

"You're not going to call me a pig, are you?"

Echizen Nanjiro felt that it didn't matter if he looked like a pig, piglets were very cute. Although they would become uncute when they grew up, this was probably the case with most living things.

"Hey, Dad, you are quite self-aware." The sharp-tongued little prince unscrewed a bottle of ponta.

The red bottle aroused Echizen Nanjiro's curiosity.

“It doesn’t taste like grapes.”

"Cherry flavor. Do you want some?"

Echizen Nanjiro hesitated and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Echizen Ryoma handed the ponta directly to his mouth.

He took a little taste from Longma's hand, frowned as he savored the taste of the drink, and finally made a relatively neutral comment: "It tastes wonderful."

It seems that he doesn't like it. If he liked it, he would definitely say it tastes good.

Echizen Ryoma took it and drank it himself.

"Ryoma, let me have another sip, ok?"

This wonderful smell seemed to disturb Echizen Nanjiro's sleepiness. He became energetic again and smiled at Echizen Ryoma.

The teenager in my family is a quiet guy who does things in an unconventional way. If I can understand his taste, maybe I can better understand his heart.

Echizen Nanjiro took it and took another sip. He slightly widened his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "It seems not bad."

"Don't push yourself, Dad."

Echizen Ryoma took back the ponta and drank it all in one gulp.

Echizen Nanjiro complained: "Ryoma is a stingy person."

He leaned back on Ryoma Echizen, and gradually, sleepiness came over him again.

"Dad, if you want to sleep, go home."

"Got it, Ryoma." Still his words and actions were inconsistent, he didn't move.

Echizen Nanjiro pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Ryoma, what would you do if you found out that I lied to you about something very important?"

"I think..." It was rare for him to think about a problem so seriously and deeply.

"What do you think..." My heart was beating so fast. I was so nervous.

Echizen Ryoma said calmly, "I think if you can fool me with your intelligence, then it must be my problem."

"What the hell is that, Ryoma? You're openly calling me stupid."

"I will take full responsibility for your lies." Echizen Ryoma's eyes suddenly became serious. "No matter what happens, I will not blame you, Dad."

"Ryoma..."

Wow, I'm so touched. It seems that this child was not raised in vain.

Although he sometimes has a bad temper, he can also be very considerate.

"But..." He changed the subject, "If you, Dad, broke the law and did something like hurting someone or setting fire..."

"Shut up!" Echizen Nanjiro pinched his cheeks hard.

I knew I couldn't expect too much from this teenager.

He doesn't want the boy anymore, but he's still giving her one dollar. Whoever wants her can take her away!