Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

Kunimitsu Tezuka knew that he had this habit and had seen it several times with his own eyes, so he was not particularly surprised.

"Mr. Nanjiro."

Tezuka Kunimitsu patted his back gently, intending to wake him up but it seemed like he was just coaxing him back to sleep.

His movements were so gentle and light that it was hard to imagine his usual serious and upright side.

Nanjiro knew that Tezuka was by his side. He had never cared about his image in the first place, but now his true colors were revealed. He was too lazy to move and just hugged Tezuka.

"Tezuka, Tezuka... I'm sleepy..."

Occasionally, he tried to open his eyes, but closed them again after a while.

This sleepy look made Tezuka Kunimitsu feel even more sorry for him.

After finally bringing him to the pool, Kunimitsu Tezuka soaked his handkerchief in cold water and used it to wipe his face.

Suddenly I felt a cool feeling on my face. It was a little irritating at first, but then it became very comfortable.

The depression caused by his disturbed sleep dissipated, and Nanjiro's mood became better again.

His consciousness slowly returned, and the scene in his eyes became clearer.

"Tezuka?"

Strange, weren't he and Tezuka in Coach Ryuuzaki's office? Why were they outside now?

"Sorry to disturb your rest."

"It's okay. I still have to thank you, Tezuka. Otherwise, if Coach Ryuuzaki saw me sleeping soundly in her office, she would definitely scold me for a long time."

Nanjiro blinked and said, "This matter is known to heaven and earth, you and I know it, so let's just keep it as a little secret between us, okay?"

Tezuka definitely wouldn't want others to know that he accidentally fell asleep, hehe.

Tezuka Kunimitsu said with a faint smile in his eyes: "Okay."

Seeing Tezuka happy, Nanjiro was also happy and subconsciously threw himself on Tezuka.

It's so comfortable to be hugged by Tezuka. I really want a Tezuka pillow. But unfortunately there is none.

There is only one Tezuka in the entire world.

"What a pity, Tezuka, it would be great if there were more of you in the world." Echizen Nanjiro sighed.

He didn't know that what he said was ambiguous.

The "several you" in the words originally meant a pillow, but only he himself knew this meaning, and anyone else who heard it would misunderstand.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's voice became slightly colder: "Why?"

Nanjiro didn't notice, but when he heard Tezuka ask him this, he thought carefully: "There are many benefits. You can kiss me, hug me, and sleep with me. Yes, you can also..."

"No." Before he could finish, Tezuka Kunimitsu said in a deep voice.

"Hey, what?"

Echizen Nanjiro was still confused. Everything was going fine, but why did Tezuka seem angry?

Tezuka Kunimitsu didn't notice his own emotional outburst: "You can't do these things to others."

"But, it is..." The pillow.

Tezuka Kunimitsu still said to him coldly and emphatically: "No."

"I...I know."

Echizen Nanjiro lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

Yes, anyone would feel angry when they think about how a pillow made based on themselves would be played with by others.

She actually told Tezuka that she wanted a pillow based on him.

And he even said he wanted to kiss and hug me. That's too much.

But, but, Tezuka was actually mean to him. This was something he had not expected.

Maybe it's because Tezuka has always been very nice to me, so I became a little too proud of myself.

He consciously took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Tezuka Kunimitsu.

"Tezuka, don't be angry, I was wrong."

I probably like Tezuka too much, so I said this.

Will Tezuka...hate me?

Tezuka Kunimitsu suddenly realized his own gaffe: "Sorry! Mr. Nanjiro."

I actually said to Mr. Nanjiro again...

I like him and want to cherish him with all my strength, but why do I always make him sad? Time and time again.

He still lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes at a loss: "I... I will pay attention next time, really, I will, Tezuka... I will listen to you in everything, and I will never make you angry again..."

"Don't hate me, Tezuka."

I can like you a little less, I can definitely do it.

His voice was soft, but it weighed heavily on Tezuka Kunimitsu's heart.

When facing him, caution and reason seem to be lost.

Mr. Nanjiro, you are such a pampered person, what can I do with you?

He was still uneasy, and Tezuka Kunimitsu couldn't think of any good way to calm his panic, so he pulled him into his arms again and kissed his cheek: "Don't be sad, okay?"

And apologized to him softly: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Feeling Tezuka Kunimitsu's gentle attitude, Nanjiro dared to look up at him.

There were tears in his eyes, shining in the sunlight.

I almost cried.

In his heart, Tezuka Kunimitsu sighed silently.

Mr. Nanjiro, you shouldn't want my sincerity.

Maybe you just think it's fun.

You don't know that a person's unadulterated sincerity is actually a very dangerous thing.

Jealousy, greed, madness, darkness...

The corruption and ugliness of the whole world are all in it.

If I had laid all of this bare before you, would you still ask for my sincerity?

For example, now, I just showed you a corner of my inner jealousy, and you were so scared.

"Tezuka..." His voice was a little choked.

"Mr. Nanjiro, I don't hate you. I never hated you."

In front of me, you don't have to think about what to pay attention to.

Mr. Nanjiro, just be yourself, nothing else needs to change...

"Just now..." Tezuka Kunimitsu confessed to him, "I was probably jealous."

"Jealous?" Aren't you angry with yourself?

Echizen Nanjiro blinked his eyes full of curiosity.

"I don't want you to get too close to others."

"Others?" Echizen Nanjiro thought carefully, "But I didn't tell you about other people. I was only talking about you, Tezuka."

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned his head slightly and said, "You said you wanted more of me in the world, but I don't want that."

He felt extremely ashamed of what he had said, an emotion he had never experienced before in his entire life.

Echizen Nanjiro was even more confused: "This..."

Then he was a little bit incredulous: "Tezuka, you won't tell me that you are jealous of yourself?"

"And it's a pillow?"

"Pillow?"

"I want a pillow that's as comfortable to hug as you, Tezuka. I thought you were angry because I had this idea." Echizen Nanjiro was a little embarrassed.

It turns out that Tezuka was not angry about this, I was just overthinking it.

Great, Tezuka didn't hate himself.

"Feel sorry."

"Don't apologize, Tezuka. I know that everything Tezuka did was for my own good. It was because he cared about me."

He thought he understood all the causes and consequences, and said with a smile: "I don't quite understand what you mean by 'jealousy', but I know you don't want me to get too close to others. Maybe you're worried that I'll be cheated."

"Ryouko and Ryoma often tell me so. Don't worry, Tezuka, I will be careful. After all, I am an adult."

Yes, isn't it proof that Tezuka cares about himself that he warned him so sternly?

It seems that he and Tezuka have really become good friends.

They will care about each other and pay attention to everything about each other.

Thinking of this, Nanjiro felt happy, sweeter than eating honey.

The smile on his face became even brighter.

It hasn't been exposed yet.

Kunimitsu Tezuka felt both relieved and a little lost.

As expected, given Mr. Nanjiro's simplicity, he wouldn't know unless he was told 100% clearly.

Even if you say "I like you" to him, he will naturally smile and say "I like you too".

Unless you tell him, "I like you, but this kind of liking is the kind of liking that you feel in a relationship."

Maybe this way he will understand.

Tezuka Kunimitsu was infected by his smile, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and his left hand stroked his long hair.

Both of them were immersed in the tenderness given by each other.

"Oh, it seems I came at the wrong time." A familiar young man's voice came.

Echizen Nanjiro looked over and said in slight surprise: "Fuji."

Tezuka Kunimitsu calmly withdrew his hand from Echizen Nanjiro's long hair.

It's rare to feel my face getting hot.

He has always been upright, but now it seems as if he has done something shameful and was discovered.

"Mr. Nanjiro, have you found Coach Ryuuzaki?"

"No." Echizen Nanjiro shook his head, "I can only put the information in her office for now."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Fuji Shusuke's eyes narrowed in a smile, and his smile was even deeper than usual.

This is the expression he would have if he saw something extremely interesting or heard some extremely explosive gossip.

Echizen Nanjiro felt cold all over when he looked at him, and couldn't help asking, "Fuji, why are you looking at me like that?"

Fuji Shusuke chuckled and did not directly answer his question: "Mr. Nanjiro, why don't you take a look at yourself first."

Look at himself? What does this mean?

He looked at himself obediently.

No problem!

Oh, I see. It’s probably just some trivial matter like messy hair.

He snorted at Fuji Shusuke nonchalantly: "You can laugh as much as you want, I don't care at all. Fuji, just tell me, is it my hair that is messed up this time, or is there a mark on my face?"

"No, no, no, Mr. Nanjiro, you misunderstood me." Fuji Shusuke had a slightly cunning look on his face, just like a fox shaking its big furry tail. "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at Tezuka."

His words caught both Tezuka Kunimitsu and Nanjiro off guard.

Nanjiro couldn't stand the half-hidden words and asked directly, "What's the reason?"

And if you want to laugh at Tezuka, just laugh at him. Why are you laughing at me? It makes no sense.

Seeing that both of them turned their eyes to him, Fuji Shusuke turned around leisurely and said to Tezuka Kunimitsu with a smile: "Mr. Nanjiro is fine, but Tezuka, why are you so slow? Haven't you noticed it yet?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu had no obvious reaction yet, but Echizen Nanjiro turned his head away angrily.

What do you mean, forget it, this is naked discrimination, Bu Er is a bad guy! Humph!

Fuji Shusuke approached him step by step and stretched out his hand towards his body.

Before Tezuka Kunimitsu could stop him, Fuji Shusuke's right hand quickly stroked Nanjiro's shoulder along his arm to his wrist.

His fingers happened to fall on Nanjiro's pulse and he could feel the beating of his life.

Upward, positive, active, again and again, just like him, he shows an air of stubbornness and unwillingness to give in.

"This coat doesn't seem to fit me well..." As he said this, a faint smile dotted the corners of Fuji Shusuke's lips, "It's still a little too big... What a pity..."

pity……