Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"Dad, I'm going out."

"Remember to take your lunch box, Ryoma."

"understood."

My dad can actually cook. I thought he couldn't do anything except play tennis.

Karubin suddenly began to like him very much, because he never bit him when he was angry again.

Of course, he was the one who teased Carrubin first, so he deserved to be bitten.

It seemed that my dad started to act strange after he came back from the hospital.

But then he thought about it carefully and felt that everything could be explained.

My stupid dad must have been worried that I would laugh at him for not being able to play tennis anymore, so he was being abnormally nice to me.

She would always cut fresh fruit and send it to his room shortly after dinner, buy a lot of his favorite drinks and keep them at home, and ask him if he wanted to buy new clothes.

He took a fancy to a pair of very expensive shoes, but before he even opened his mouth to buy them, his dad looked at the flyer, asked him if he liked them, and then agreed to pay for them.

Not normal, so abnormal.

Could it be that the last accident really injured his brain?

Along the way, thoughts about my father popped up one after another in my mind like mushrooms after rain.

"Echizen, you're here." Suddenly, Momoshiro Takeshi flashed out from behind Echizen Ryoma and hugged him, "I've been behind you for a long time, don't you know?"

"Senior Atao." Echizen Ryoma was not in the mood to play around. He was still thinking deeply about his father.

Momoshiro Takeshi caught a glimpse of the brand new sneakers on his feet from the corner of his eye: "Wow, Echizen, aren't these the shoes we saw at the shoe store a few days ago? You actually have the money to buy them, what's going on?"

"Dad gave me the money."

"Mr. Nanjiro is so nice to you." Momoshiro Takeshi was envious and sighed, "If I told my mother that I wanted to buy this pair of shoes, she would definitely scold me for half an hour."

Seeing that Echizen Ryoma was walking straight ahead without paying any attention to him, Momoshiro Takeshi took two steps at a time and chased after him: "Echizen, wait for me."

"Official players, assemble." Tezuka Kunimitsu called out, "There are still nine days until the capital tournament. Starting today, the official players will have special training."

After briefly explaining the training method, Inui Sadaharu took out a special drink: "Those who make mistakes should have a drink."

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts and started shivering.

"Excuse me, is Coach Ryuzaki here?"

All the starting players present looked over.

She was wearing a red casual kimono, and her warmth and brightness were so eye-catching.

Echizen Nanjiro walked over carefully, his eyes flickering and he didn't know where to look. "I'm here to see Coach Ryuuzaki. I have some information for her. Am I disturbing you?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu quickly calmed down: "Mr. Nanjiro, Coach Ryuuzaki should be here soon, you can wait for her here."

"Okay, Tezuka."

At first he was worried that Tezuka would kick him out, but fortunately Tezuka was not as strict as he thought.

Longma, you have to work harder! He winked at Longma.

Echizen Ryoma turned his head to the side, still a tsundere as expected.

"Practice begins."

In just five minutes, the outcome was decided. With a sinister smile on his lips, Inui Sadaharu walked to Haitang Xun with a drink in his hand. The meaning was self-evident.

Poor Haitangxun, she finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

Echizen Nanjiro was filled with fear and curiosity, and he muttered to himself, "How bad can it be?"

But this sentence was heard by Inui Sadaharu, who came over like a ghost with a glass of Inui juice: "Mr. Nanjiro, do you want to try it?"

"Okay!" He was really curious about what secrets were hidden in this health-enhancing drink.

He had already stretched out his right hand to take the cup, but suddenly someone grabbed his wrist tightly.

Both Echizen Nanjiro and Inui Sadaharu looked over at him.

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't know why he behaved so rudely. Maybe he just subconsciously didn't want him to touch such a "dangerous" thing.

Echizen Nanjiro was not too worried: "It's okay, Tezuka, I'll just try it. Besides, didn't you guys drink it too?" After all, it's not poison.

Although in a sense it is similar, Echizen Nanjiro silently complained in his heart.

Tezuka Kunimitsu let him go: "Next game, Oishi and Momoshiro."

When the liquid entered his mouth, Echizen Nanjiro realized how lethal it was. Then, he drank it all in one breath, and finally, he pursed his lips.

Everyone was stunned when they saw his series of actions. Is nothing going to happen?

"Mr. Nanjiro, are you okay?"

"Ah, it's nothing. You did a great job. This drink can indeed enhance physical fitness for a long time and replenish physical strength in a short time." Except for the color and taste, it is impeccable.

There was a look of surprise in Inui Sadaharu's eyes. Don't ask how he could see through his glasses: "Mr. Nanjiro, do you also understand pharmacology?"

"Uh, Qian, let's just watch the training first."

He left as soon as he delivered the information. The environment here was too terrible for someone like him who was greedy for enjoyment and extremely lazy.

In the second game, Oishi lost and could not escape the fate of drinking dry juice and going to heaven.

Then Tezuka picked up the racket and walked forward.

Hey, have we reached Tezuka? The wound on his arm...

No, no, don't meddle in other people's business.

Echizen Nanjiro, this has nothing to do with you.

I originally planned to leave as soon as the information was delivered...

Really, do I have to have any interactions with this group of protagonists?

Coming into this world was a pure accident.

It’s hard to say whether it’s good or bad, but he certainly won’t give up the chance to survive.

Perhaps Renzi was right, he was envious and jealous of the youth and carefreeness of these teenagers, so he didn't want to have too much contact with them.

After the five-goal game, Kunimitsu Tezuka picked up the cup and drank the water in it with a straw as usual.

Facing the curious and obviously amused gazes of the crowd, Tezuka Kunimitsu exuded the aura of a dignified minister: "What are you looking at? Get ready for the next game."

Seeing that there was nothing interesting to watch, everyone dispersed.

An indescribable pungent smell came up wave after wave, making people feel deeply uncomfortable.

Should I choose to spit it out? Or pass out?

Sorry, you have no choice but to let it control you.

Fortunately, Tezuka Kunimitsu had a strong will, and he tried his best to endure it, so he didn't reveal any obvious flaws in front of the members. However, when he turned around, he saw Echizen Nanjiro's face, who was trying not to laugh.

Maybe because he was exposed to the sun for a while, there was a fine layer of sweat on his skin and a faint blush on his cheeks, which was not noticeable unless you looked closely.

"Tezuka, drink this." While no one was paying attention, Echizen Nanjiro quietly handed over his water bottle.

To be honest he almost laughed out loud when he saw Tezuka's fingers shaking uncontrollably.

Fortunately, his reason stopped him. If he really dared to laugh, he had no doubt that Tezuka would release ultra-low temperatures to freeze everyone in the audience, including himself, to death.

As if by magic, Kunimitsu Tezuka actually took the bottle of water from him.

As soon as he took a sip, the light fragrance of the tea spread, almost completely dispelling the strange smell, and it seemed to have the effect of cooling down the body. He liked this taste very much.

"Tezuka, you drank it without even asking what it was. If it's more stimulating than what Inui developed, I'm afraid your dignity as minister will be lost today."

Echizen Nanjiro faced him, his eyes full of sparkling smiles.

His body seemed to be emitting a burning heat, which forced Tezuka Kunimitsu to look away: "Thank you."

Echizen Nanjiro shook the bottle he had returned and said softly, "There's still a little left, Tezuka, aren't you going to drink anymore?"

Her gaze shifted away but was unconsciously attracted by the light red on his cheek. Tezuka Kunimitsu suppressed his inner ups and downs and said, "That's enough."

Perhaps this is just Kunimitsu Tezuka's personal opinion: the distance between the two is too close.

As long as the bodies are slightly closer, they can touch each other.

He was eager to create that distance.

As he wished, Echizen Nanjiro finally walked away and no longer stayed close to him.

However, what shocked Tezuka Kunimitsu happened without any warning in the next second.

My eyes followed him as he walked towards the fence on the side, and the bottle cap that I had screwed on was unscrewed again.

Echizen Nanjiro tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and drank the tea in the cup sip by sip.

The sunlight outlined his body beautifully.

Kunimitsu Tezuka didn't know how to describe the scene before him.

My head was a little dizzy, but I could feel my heart beating very fast.

My left hand couldn't help but touch the place where my heart was beating.

He finally concluded that he had been too lax recently.

After drinking the tea, Echizen Nanjiro felt much more comfortable. This recipe was indeed perfect, achieving the best balance between strong and light flavors.

He turned around and saw Tezuka looking at him coldly, and immediately wondered if he had offended him in any way.

But didn’t he just say thank you to me? So it shouldn’t be a problem.

On the other side, Kunimitsu Tezuka forced himself to calm down and turned his attention to the training ground.

"Haven't you come yet?" Why not just give the information to Tezuka and let him pass it on.

Fuji Shusuke appeared beside him at this time: "Hello, Mr. Nanjiro."

Echizen Nanjiro responded enthusiastically: "Hello, Fuji."

"Hey, Mr. Nanjiro, do you know me?" Fuji Shusuke asked curiously, tilting his head.

Wow, so kawaii, Echizen Nanjiro is so cute that I am almost dying.

He immediately made up a barely passable excuse to explain: "I have heard a little about the reputation of the genius Fuji Shusuke."

Am I being too familiar?

It was the same thing the last time I was with Tezuka.

Does Tezuka think he is a weird person?

"I'm a little embarrassed to hear you say that."

Echizen Nanjiro was almost melted by him.

This is so cute, it really looks like a cute little bear.

But can you really see clearly with your eyes closed like this?

Can the world of anime really be so illogical?

"Mr. Nanjiro."

"Ok?"

"What do you think of Tezuka?"

"Huh?" This question was ridiculous. "Tezuka? He's very nice."

"Buji, why are you asking me this question?"

Seeing his puzzled face, Fuji Shusuke smiled and said, "Nothing, just curious."

"curious?"

"Yes, I'm curious." Fuji Shusuke slowly approached him, "Mr. Nanjiro, you can understand, facing the unknown, people's curiosity can't be stopped."

"That's true." In fact, he didn't understand at all.

Fuji Shusuke did not intend to avoid the topic, and continued to ask: "Don't you have any opinions about Tezuka, Mr. Nanjiro?"

"Even if you ask me that, I don't know what to say specifically. I'm not familiar with Tezuka."

It's better to play dumb at this point, but why is Fuji so obsessed with his opinion of Tezuka?

Obviously, he is the one who spends every day with Tezuka.

Fuji Shusuke deepened the smile on his face: "Really?"

Uh, why did he feel a sense of oppression?

Mingming Bu Er's smile was so gentle, why did he feel a little scared?

Just when Echizen Nanjiro didn't know how to deal with it, Tezuka Kunimitsu appeared like a "godsend".

"Mr. Nanjiro, Coach Ryuuzaki is here."

"Oh, okay." He showed an almost joyful look as if he had been pardoned, "Fuji, Tezuka, I'll leave first. Goodbye!" As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared into the distance.

The whole person looked exactly like a frightened rabbit that ran away.

Fuji Shusuke smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Nanjiro is very interesting."

it is true……

Very interesting.