Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

When Qingyue asked him which character in the anime Prince of Tennis his favorite was, he said Kunimitsu Tezuka without much thought.

He has a handsome appearance and mature appearance; he has a strong sense of responsibility and leadership qualities; he is rigorous, self-disciplined, upright and tenacious. His image is almost perfect.

There is a saying that seeing is believing. Even though Echizen Nanjiro thought he knew Tezuka Kunimitsu very well, he still couldn't help but look at Tezuka's face and was stunned.

Oh my god! This is so beautiful!

Is such beauty allowed to exist in reality?

A pair of dark brown eyes, sharp and firm, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses; short brown hair and a beautiful forehead are said to symbolize good family education and moral values; the figure is tall and elegant like a green bamboo, and the body is straight and well-proportioned like a pine and cypress; there is absolutely no flaw in his beauty from all angles.

I wonder what Tezuka's face feels like, I really want to try it!

However, Echizen Nanjiro finally gave up this idea. After all, he didn't want to be frozen to death by Tezuka's cold air.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Kunimitsu Tezuka always felt that when Mr. Nanjiro looked at him, there was an emotion called desire in his eyes.

He couldn't help but recall a scene he had seen long ago:

A little child of a relative, probably only four or five years old, I can’t remember his exact appearance.

I vaguely remember her round face and round eyes, like a white and tender dumpling, sticking to her parents and begging for candy.

The whole process can be said to be a combination of soft and hard tactics, with an attitude of not giving up until the goal is achieved.

This little guy has great perseverance. He uses one method after another to get some sweet things. I don't know if he is born with this ability or learns it from somewhere.

In the end, his parents couldn't help him and finally let him get what he wanted.

Mr. Nanjiro's expression and the hope in his eyes at this moment were very similar to the child asking for candy in his distant memory.

But then Kunimitsu Tezuka thought this association was too incredible.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

"Mr. Nanjiro? Mr. Nanjiro?"

Echizen Nanjiro finally woke up from his dream: "Ah, Tezuka, I'm sorry, I was distracted."

It's all because you're too good-looking, Tezuka, Echizen Nanjiro thought to himself.

Neither of them obviously expected to meet again, and in a slightly awkward way.

"Mr. Nanjiro, what are you doing..."

Echizen Nanjiro quickly took a breath that he had forgotten to take, and explained to him: "Ms. Shiba Saori has been targeting me, and I don't know why she is chasing me so closely." He didn't remember offending her.

Echizen Nanjiro looked innocently at Tezuka Kunimitsu, who was pulled into a hidden place by him: "Tezuka, why are you here alone?"

"I'm going to the competition venue." Tezuka Kunimitsu still had a blank expression on his face.

He didn't react at the time until he felt the touch and temperature of another person's skin on his palm, and then he realized someone was holding his hand.

This person was none other than Mr. Nanjiro, Echizen's father.

Kunimitsu Tezuka had never had such intimate contact with anyone since he was a child. During that time, he was hesitating whether to break free, but Nanjiro Echizen quickly found a good position and let go of his hand in time.

Seeing him leaning against a tree and gasping for breath, Tezuka Kunimitsu couldn't help but frown. Mr. Nanjiro's physical strength was really too poor. Was it because he neglected training and was too lax?

I looked outside cautiously, but saw no one.

He felt relieved, and his tense body relaxed, like a beautiful flower bathing in the sun, slowly spreading out its petals.

"Mr. Nanjiro."

"Ok?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu suppressed the strange emotions in his heart and asked calmly, "Why did you take me with you?"

"Uh..." Yeah, why, why did he drag Tezuka who happened to meet him into hiding?

What does this have to do with Tezuka?

Echizen Nanjiro blinked and answered honestly, "I don't know."

Maybe I'm subconsciously worried that you, Tezuka, will reveal my whereabouts?

The two of them sat face to face in silence.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's frown never relaxed.

Doesn't Mr. Nanjiro know that running in geta is not a good choice?

He didn't know when his eyes had fallen on Echizen Nanjiro's feet.

After realizing this, Kunimitsu Tezuka quickly looked away, as if he had done something shameful.

Echizen Nanjiro was thinking about getting closer to Tezuka, but he felt a sharp pain in his foot.

I didn't feel it when I was running just now, but now it hurts even when I move the slightest.

He lost his balance and fell forward, but fortunately Tezuka Kunimitsu reacted in time and held him up.

He felt very safe. He was not afraid at all.

Is it because he has the most reliable Kunimitsu Tezuka by his side?

Echizen Nanjiro raised his head and smiled: "Thank you, Tezuka." But he found that Tezuka was looking at him seriously.

What happened? Did he offend Tezuka again?

"Tezuka?" He was afraid that the temperature of Tezuka's face, which was already as cold as ice, would continue to drop.

It turned out that when he raised his head, Kunimitsu Tezuka noticed a long scratch on his neck.

The scar has started to form but it is still red.

It would be difficult to detect under normal circumstances, after all, the injury is too subtle and hidden.

My eyes inadvertently looked down and I found that there were also signs of injury on his arm.

Only then did I suddenly remember: he had been in a car accident before.

Some small, almost healed scars, according to Tezuka Kunimitsu's usual understanding, would be insignificant if they appeared on others or himself.

But for some reason, it looked extremely glaring on this person.

As if he shouldn't have been hurt at all, even a little bit.

Hearing Echizen Nanjiro's voice, Tezuka Kunimitsu came to his senses and withdrew his hands that were supporting his body.

Did I touch his injured area just now and hurt him?

Tezuka Kunimitsu paid close attention to his expression, and saw that there was a charming gleam in his eyes and a smile at the corner of his lips, and he didn't seem to be affected by anything.

Echizen Nanjiro's hair was no longer tied up with a headband and hanging down as when I saw her in the morning. Instead, it was tied up in a high ponytail, making her facial lines look clear and her eyes and eyebrows full of vitality.

In fact, while being dragged by him, Kunimitsu Tezuka had already vaguely felt that something was different about him.

It’s just that this person’s series of actions from the beginning were so smooth that I didn’t even have the time to think further.

Seeing Tezuka staring at his hair, Echizen Nanjiro touched the ends of his hair a little embarrassedly: "It will be more convenient to run this way."

Tezuka Kunimitsu then turned his gaze away and stopped looking at him.

"Mr. Nanjiro, Mr. Nanjiro..."

Shiba Saori trotted over while calling his name.

It’s terrible, so terrible that he actually chased after me.

Hide quickly and pull Tezuka over and hide him.

Echizen Nanjiro's vigilance was awakened again.

"Hey, why are you gone?"

Shibashaori walked around and looked around, but found nothing.

"Inoue-senpai, why do you think Nanjiro-san ran away when he saw me?"

"I don't know, but we are here today to work, let's go."

Inoue Mamoru was speechless. When would this lively junior become a little more reliable?

"I won't accept it. I won't accept it."

I originally wanted to find Mr. Nanjiro to apologize for my rude behavior during my last visit.

Although he did look like a frivolous uncle at the time, his flippant attitude was also problematic.

Oh, why did you run away? Did you hate her and don't want to see her? It must not be this reason.

"Forget it, let's go, Inoue-senpai."

It seems I will have to wait until the next time I visit Mr. Nanjiro.

With the departure of Inoue Mamoru and Shiba Saori, his danger was finally over.

Well done, Mr. Inoue! Echizen Nanjiro said excitedly.

However, seeing Tezuka next to me... I felt extremely nervous.

"Um, Tezuka, I'm sorry."

"Nothing." Tezuka Kunimitsu's voice was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.

He looked up and looked Tezuka straight in the eyes: "Tezuka, are you angry?"

"No, Nanjiro-san."

"Really?" He asked again uncertainly.

"Ah."

After getting Tezuka's affirmation, the anxiety in his heart was reduced a lot: "Then, let's go."

"it is good."

Two people came out from a hidden place.

Looking back on this experience with Tezuka, it was a bit embarrassing but fun.

Echizen Nanjiro laughed softly.

Gazing at the relaxed and happy smile on his face, Tezuka Kunimitsu quietly wiped away the doubts in his heart.

In the end, he asked nothing about himself.

"Injury?" Echizen Nanjiro touched his neck and indeed felt a trace of scar.

"I thought it was my illusion. After all, sometimes it hurts and sometimes it doesn't. Thank you for reminding me, Tezuka."

It turns out there was a wound here, but he didn't even know it.

Tezuka is really considerate.

"Does it hurt?"

Compared to usual, Tezuka Kunimitsu's voice was much softer.

It is less cold and hard, and is replaced by the gentleness of warm colors.

Of course, he himself failed to notice the change.

Echizen Nanjiro shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

When he saw the tiny, scattered wounds on his body while taking a shower, he actually couldn't bear to look at it, even though he knew they were all minor injuries.

It’s not that painful, but it’s very disturbing.

I was a little concerned about them a few days ago, but now, they have no effect on me anymore.

After all, he eats well and sleeps well every day, so what else can he not let go of?

"It's just a bit ugly." Echizen Nanjiro said self-deprecatingly.

"No." Tezuka responded as soon as he finished speaking.

He was confused: "Huh?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu looked at him and said, "It's not bad."

"If it's not ugly, how can it be beautiful?" He asked with a smile on his face, jokingly.

Who thinks scars are beautiful?

As expected, Tezuka Kunimitsu was stunned.

A smug smile appeared on Echizen Nanjiro's face, and he looked even happier.

However, this smile did not last long.

The next moment, Tezuka Kunimitsu straightened his expression: "You look very beautiful."

This is what he means.

It is the purest and most straightforward language without any false embellishment.

"You, you..." Echizen Nanjiro was choked by this sudden attack.

Tezuka actually praised himself for being pretty in a serious manner? What is this about?

Oh, he was comforting himself.

After all, Tezuka is a very, very good kid.

Even though she was just a stranger to Tezuka, he was still willing to be gentle to her.

"Thank you, Tezuka."

Echizen Nanjiro raised his head, tears in his eyes silently rippling because of his emotion.

The footsteps of our companions finally stopped at a certain place and moment.

Echizen Nanjiro turned around naturally, faced Tezuka and said goodbye to him.

"Tezuka, I'm leaving now. I hope your game this afternoon goes well."

"Okay." Tezuka Kunimitsu paused for a moment, then continued, "Mr. Nanjiro, be careful on the road."

"I will. Bye, Tezuka."

No extra words were said, and both of them looked like very capable people.

After walking for a distance, Echizen Nanjiro couldn't help but look back.

Their eyes met again.

Tezuka was still standing in the same place, not leaving.

He was looking at himself.

Is he always looking at himself?

I have to say, this is a very narcissistic guess...

Echizen Nanjiro didn't want to say anything more about himself. He had already made up his mind to go to bed as soon as he got home to clear his brain.

In fact, he didn't understand what he felt inside.

Is it happiness? A little bit of satisfaction?

Or was he moved by Tezuka again?

He smiled and waved to Tezuka: "Goodbye, Tezuka."

I guess we won’t have any more interactions in the future.

He didn't want to think about anything more, he just wanted to keep his good mood.

Tomorrow? I'll tell you tomorrow.

Watching his figure gradually move away until it disappears, Tezuka Kunimitsu prepared to leave.

"Tezuka." Fuji Shusuke happened to appear beside him at this time.

"Fu Er?"

"Tezuka, are you planning on going to the competition venue as well? I thought you would be there earlier."

Fuji Shusuke walked behind him, and intuitively sensed something unnatural, but he still smiled gently: "Look at your expression, Tezuka, did something good happen to you?"

After a brief pause, Tezuka Kunimitsu said calmly as always: "Nothing."

Tilting his head slightly to think about it, the smile on Fuji Shusuke's face became even brighter, and then he followed Tezuka Kunimitsu's pace and walked side by side with him.

"Tezuka, do you want to go to the tennis store together next Sunday?"