Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Tezuka Kunimitsu understood what he was thinking: "No, Mr. Nanjiro, no."

But Echizen Nanjiro ignored him and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Tezuka lied.

If I were very capable, he wouldn't be worrying about me like he is now.

"That's what you think."

"No."

"That's right." Echizen Nanjiro insisted.

As a last resort, Tezuka Kunimitsu gently pinched his cheek and said, "No, Mr. Nanjiro."

As long as it could dispel his doubts, Tezuka Kunimitsu could say this to him countless times.

Echizen Nanjiro looked up at him in surprise.

Foul! You let me see your face so closely.

Tezuka, you've gone too far!

Isn't it obvious that you want me to admit defeat?

I won't, won't, no...

"I, I know."

Echizen Nanjiro looked away and stared at the small grass that was sticking out from the grass beside him.

Tezuka Kunimitsu had touched his cheeks several times. They were soft and often flushed with a slight blush.

When he feels hot or shy, the color will spread and become darker.

So deep that Kunimitsu Tezuka, who was initially unaware of the situation, would intuitively worry about his health.

Later he learned that this was a normal situation, but Tezuka Kunimitsu's worries did not disappear.

Concerns about his physical health shifted to other areas.

This color is too eye-catching to ignore. Anyone who sees it will have their eyes lingering on it for a long time.

How did I control the urge to kiss him?

"Tezuka..."

Tezuka Kunimitsu loosened his hand: "Sorry."

"fine."

Tezuka's movements were so gentle that it didn't hurt at all.

It's just a bit sudden.

"Tezuka, actually, actually I...I really hope to stay with you for a while longer, so I am very happy that you said you would take me back."

"It's just that I didn't mean to be mad at you."

"I don't know what you're thinking, Tezuka." He lowered his head, twisting the edge of his clothes with his hands, "But I often think that you're willing to help me because you're an honest and kind person. It has nothing to do with who I am."

"You have always adhered to the principles you believe are correct."

"If you see someone in need of help, you won't turn a blind eye."

Hey, why did I start talking about things that have nothing to do with the current situation?

And it sounded like he was complaining to Tezuka about something.

He doesn't act like an adult at all, it's outrageous.

"Fuji is right, you should be more confident."

Echizen Nanjiro was puzzled: "Why are you talking about this?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu asked him: "Do you remember what I said to you last time in the dessert shop?"

"Last time..." Echizen Nanjiro tried hard to recall, "Tezuka, you said..."

As soon as I thought about it, my face turned red again.

Didn't Tezuka say that just to coax him?

"On your body..."

"I know, I know..." Echizen Nanjiro was so anxious that he almost jumped up. He raised his hands and covered Tezuka's mouth in panic, "So Tezuka, you don't have to say anything."

That one time alone was enough for him to bear. If he heard Tezuka say it again, he would probably faint on the spot.

So embarrassing.

The weight of that sentence was no less than a thousand-pound strawberry cake, which could knock him out in an instant.

The most important thing is that the word "like" spoken by Kunimitsu Tezuka is too powerful.

Their eyes met, and he saw Tezuka's surprise and slight astonishment, but in Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes, his expression and movements were even more flustered and at a loss.

He acted aggressive and unwilling to back down, but the flicker in his eyes revealed his true emotions clearly.

It really looks like a furry little animal.

When he felt the unexpected soft touch on his palm, Echizen Nanjiro immediately realized how excessive what he had done was.

He quickly retracted his hand, looking so nervous as if he had experienced something more terrifying than an electric shock.

I touched Tezuka's lips...

If he told Tezuka that he didn't mean it, Tezuka would probably forgive him.

"You are very good, so don't think that you are insignificant anymore." Tezuka Kunimitsu stroked his long hair, "And you said the opposite."

"Inverted?"

"It's not because I see you in trouble that I want to help you." Tezuka Kunimitsu also conveyed his true feelings to him, "The feeling of wanting to cherish you has always existed."

"Cherish?" Echizen Nanjiro blinked in confusion.

He is not some unique treasure in the world, so why should Tezuka cherish him?

Looking at Nanjiro Echizen's puzzled expression, Kunimitsu Tezuka realized that he did not understand what he said.

Drop all the euphemisms and just be direct: “You are important to me.”

"Tezuka..." I felt dizzy again.

Strange, is it possible that he is not standing on concrete but on soft clouds or soufflé?

During his time with Tezuka, Tezuka always affirmed him.

When we first met, he still had obvious scars from the car accident on his body - the scars have not yet completely disappeared - he was a little upset, but didn't know how to express his distress, so he had to pretend not to care.

He told Tezuka that he had become ugly, but Tezuka told him that he was very handsome.

He would do many wrong things and get into a lot of trouble, but Tezuka would always help him when he found out.

He would be reminded to "be careful" every time, but he seemed to be fearless, thinking that Tezuka would be by his side next time anyway, and that the matter was not a big deal, so he did not learn his lesson and continued to do whatever he wanted.

Tezuka also glorified his series of reckless behaviors as "straightforwardness."

Although Tezuka would warn him with a serious expression after the incident, Tezuka usually made it easy for him to get close to him, as if there was no distance or barrier between them.

He could talk to Tezuka about anything.

Even if it was some boring, trivial matter, Tezuka would listen very carefully.

This often makes me feel embarrassed when I am chatting with Tezuka.

Because he felt that these things were not worthy of Tezuka's serious attitude, which should be used on studying and tennis.

But there was no trace of annoyance on Tezuka's face. Even when he was about to stop, he showed that he wanted to hear the follow-up.

"And then what?" "That's right." "The result is not bad." and so on.

A simple sentence of guidance gave him tremendous energy, and the enthusiasm that had been gradually extinguishing in his heart was instantly rekindled.

He began to speak proudly to the tomb again, talking about ordinary trivial matters as if they were long epics.

He loves desserts.

He was not satisfied with eating alone and wanted Tezuka to eat with him.

"Tezuka, can we go get dessert together?"

"Tezuka, green plum cake is delicious, eat a few more pieces."

"Tezuka, have you ever eaten it? No, let's go eat it together next time. It might be very sweet... It doesn't matter, you can choose a smaller one, I want a super large one..."

He knew that Tezuka didn't like sweets, but...

It was clearly me who was forcing Tezuka, but Tezuka tried his best to cover it up for me so that I couldn't tell that I was forcing him.

Tezuka would calmly pick up a bowl of mung bean soup with plenty of rock sugar and finish it gracefully, which was completely different from his own wolfing down of food.

If food had consciousness, it would definitely feel that it would get more respect from Tezuka, and would want to be eaten by Tezuka rather than being eaten by itself.

"Tezuka..." Thinking of this, Echizen Nanjiro's eyes suddenly became tearful, "How can you be so nice!"

Then he pounced on Tezuka and hugged him.

It must be because he had eaten too much dessert just now. He now felt the sugar rushing straight to his brain, making him dizzy and it seemed that he would not be able to stand steadily if he let go of Tezuka.

Kunimitsu Tezuka was apparently used to his "sudden attacks" and held him firmly when he pounced on him.

Without any extra thoughts, accepting him and protecting him seemed to have become an instinctive reaction of Tezuka Kunimitsu's body.

"To me, Tezuka is also very important." Echizen Nanjiro raised his head and looked at him firmly, "I was wrong last time. Even my favorite chocolate ice cream cake is not half as important as you, Tezuka."

Tezuka Kunimitsu just looked at him deeply without giving him any verbal response.

"Tezuka, don't you believe me?" Echizen Nanjiro felt uneasy.

He was telling the truth.

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were still flashing in the corner of his eyes. Echizen Nanjiro moved slightly uncomfortably, and his entire cheek was pressed against his palm.

He is no longer as thin as when we first met.

When I saw him for the first time, his face was not rosy, but rather pale.

Although he had a light-hearted attitude, he carried an invisible solemnity.

He is too light.

It's as if by just tiptoeing and taking a light jump, you can escape from this world and go to some distant place.

Tezuka Kunimitsu inexplicably felt as if he was forced to stay in this world.

However, his longing and warm gaze speaks for the deep love in his heart, for the people around him and the entire world that embraces his existence.

An intense sadness instantly gripped Tezuka Kunimitsu's entire heart.

It wasn't his sadness, it was that person's.

There was a moment - which Tezuka Kunimitsu later thought was extremely absurd - when he peeked into the deepest part of that man's soul and saw the underlying color of his soul: a nothingness without any embellishment.

The simplest black and white colors seem extremely luxurious due to their absence here.

Kunimitsu Tezuka was unwilling to believe that such a brilliant, sincere and beautiful person, his spirit and soul would be left with nothing.

It shouldn't be like this.

When our eyes met, my heart almost stopped beating.

There was nothing else in her eyes except his figure.

Now that I think about it, wasn’t the situation at that time what they call love at first sight?

Coming out of the memories, I looked at him in front of me: he had changed a lot.

You are not penniless now, Mr. Nanjiro.