Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

"Coach Ryuzaki."

"Um, Nanjiro, what's wrong?"

"You did it on purpose." Looking at the energetic teenagers on the training ground, Echizen Nanjiro sulked to himself, "You always use the excuse of 'delivering materials', and you don't mind it. Why don't you just follow me home today and take everything you need at once?"

I've already said that he can't play tennis, he can't play tennis, he can't play tennis.

Important things should be said three times. He has already said this to Ryuzaki Sumire more than three times.

Why don't you want to let him go?

"I really can't be the coach of Qingxue..."

Besides, this year is the last year.

For many young people, for Tezuka.

Tezuka is now...

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, Tezuka Kunimitsu seemed to notice something and looked back.

In a flash, he changed the sad expression on his face, waved to Tezuka and smiled as a greeting.

Knowing that the man was fine, Tezuka Kunimitsu continued with his training.

Ryuzaki Sumire often says that the "chaperone" is an old fox, but isn't she the same?

She was smiling and seemed considerate. "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. I can't force you. But Nanjiro, you don't hate these boys, do you?"

"Spend more time with them, and you will become younger yourself."

"Never."

Echizen Nanjiro still opposed it, but not as strongly.

As the sun grew brighter and the cicadas chirped louder, he sat alone under a tree and dozed off and on.

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

Someone was calling him.

Echizen Nanjiro blinked hard and wanted to knock his head, but was stopped.

"Fu Er..."

Seeing that Fuji also sat down, Nanjiro leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder.

This way you can sleep better.

The scent of Fuji Shusuke's clothes came into my nose, a light aroma of laundry detergent, which smelled very good.

"How did you come……"

He couldn't stop yawning and communicated with Fuji Shusuke completely relying on instinct.

Fuji Shusuke whispered in his ear: "Mr. Nanjiro, have you been deliberately seducing Tezuka all this time?"

"Um, what?"

He heard it clearly, but he didn't believe that Fuji would say such a thing.

I must have heard it wrong.

Fuji Shusuke smiled and said, "Some things only need to be said once, Mr. Nanjiro."

"Mr. Nanjiro, let me tell you a way. Although Tezuka looks cold and hard on the outside, he has a gentle heart. You know this, right?"

He was so sleepy and was bewitched by Fuji's deep voice. Even though he vaguely noticed something strange about Fuji Shusuke, Echizen Nanjiro just nodded and said "hmm" along with his words.

Tezuka was indeed as he said, calm, strong, and gentle.

"So, he is most afraid of others crying in front of him. If you have any request for him, you might as well give it a try."

Nanjiro felt that this was wrong, so he shook his head and refused: "No, no..."

How could she cry on purpose in front of Tezuka? He is an adult, not a child.

Besides, what if Tezuka finds out that I’m pretending to cry and gets angry?

"Mr. Nanjiro, it's okay. Didn't you do very well in front of me last time? Tezuka also said that he likes you. If you want Tezuka to listen to you, if you want..."

Fuji's voice began to become vague.

"Fu Er..."

Echizen Nanjiro opened his eyes and tried to look to the side.

No one is there.

only myself.

Is it a dream?

What's going on? My head seems to be a little uncomfortable?

Echizen Nanjiro stood up with the help of a tree, pressed his eyes, and found that he still could not see the things around him clearly.

He was a little scared and a little panicked: "Tezuka, Tezuka?"

Reason told him that Tezuka would not be here, he should still be training on the court.

But now he couldn't think of any other way except calling Tezuka.

He was extremely anxious, and just when he could no longer bear it, he heard the familiar voice that he had always been looking forward to and wanted to hear at any time.

Tezuka was right beside him.

"Mr. Nanjiro, you..."

Echizen Nanjiro suddenly rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly, breathing rapidly into his neck.

Great, Tezuka is here. I'm sure I'll be fine.

"Tezuka, I feel sick..."

Tezuka Kunimitsu immediately raised his hand and touched his cheek.

It’s so hot, is there a fire under his skin?

"I can't see you clearly, Tezuka. Maybe I'm sick. Tezuka, can you help me? I know you're the best."

Even in his blurred consciousness, he still did not forget to say nice words to coax people.

Tezuka's hands were so cold, so it should be okay to rub them, but he was afraid of being discovered, so Echizen Nanjiro only dared to rub them carefully and gently, thinking that this way he would not be discovered.

Just like last time in the sushi restaurant, he was almost in tears again, looking so pitiful that it was obvious that he wanted to make people feel sorry for him. However, this time he went even further and actually came over on his own initiative, saying sweet words.

He keeps saying disturbing words like "like" and "best". Even if an adult like him lacks common sense, he should have a limit!

Kunimitsu Tezuka believes that he can no longer allow Mr. Nanjiro to continue, otherwise he will not only not restrain himself but will become more and more excessive.

"Tezuka..."

He fell into a sound sleep, and no matter how many complaints people had, they couldn't argue with him. The only thing they could think of was that they hoped he would get better soon.

Tezuka Kunimitsu had no choice but to hold him in his arms.

Facing the regular members who were watching the show with great interest, Tezuka Kunimitsu gave a brief explanation: "I will take Mr. Nanjiro to the infirmary, and the rest of the training will begin as usual."

After a brief pause of a few seconds, he held Nanjiro in his arms and said, "Don't tell Echizen about this yet."

"Wow, Tezuka and Nanjiro-san are so suspicious, Oishi, what do you think?"

After Tezuka left, Kikumaru was the first to start gossiping, then he remembered that Oishi, Kaito, and Ryoma had gone to the sink to "detoxify" and "recuperate."

The punishment tea that Qian Xin was researching made me tremble just thinking about it.

"Buji, what do you think?"

Fuji Shusuke smiled and said, "I think it's very interesting." However, his hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

Just keep going like this, maybe the result will unexpectedly come faster than you think.

Fuji Shusuke opened his eyes, revealing the icy blue color that had been hidden for a long time, but what was revealed was not coldness, but the most dangerous madness in his heart.

"Hey, let me say..." Momoshiro Takeshi scratched the back of his head, "Mr. Nanjiro and Minister Tezuka shouldn't be in that kind of relationship, right? Are you guys overthinking it?"

"Once or twice it may be a misunderstanding, but this has happened for the umpteenth time! Think about it, a man as cold and unkind as Tezuka, how could he be so nice to Mr. Nanjiro if he didn't like him?"

Kikumaru Eiji has now determined that there is definitely something going on between the two of them, so he actively refutes Momoshiro.

"Tezuka has certainly never been so kind to anyone. The relationship between him and Mr. Nanjiro is worth further study."

Inui Sadaharu wrote down a long paragraph of data in his notebook.

"You'll be fine after resting for a while." said the female school doctor after the examination.

Seeing that the blush on his face was still there, Kunimitsu Tezuka reached out and touched his forehead. He felt relieved when he felt the temperature had dropped.

"Overworked and sleep deprived, is he pushing himself too hard?"

The female school doctor's heart almost melted when she looked at Echizen Nanjiro's sleeping face. Who would have the heart to let such a good man suffer?

Tezuka Kunimitsu noticed her increasingly direct and explicit gaze, and immediately swept his cold eyes over to her.

It’s so cold! The big iceberg in the school is really as good as its reputation, so she rubbed her hands and left the room.

Tezuka Kunimitsu stayed with him for a while, and only prepared to leave when he saw that he was fine and seemed to have fallen asleep.

After hesitating for a moment, Tezuka Kunimitsu reached out and pushed a strand of hair that remained on his face behind his ear.

The slightly cold fingertips accidentally brushed across the warm skin. Echizen Nanjiro moved impatiently and his brows couldn't help but frown, as if protesting against the person who disturbed his rest.

Why are you so delicate? Tezuka Kunimitsu's eyes were filled with unknowing tenderness.

He wanted to smooth his frown, but this time, as soon as Tezuka Kunimitsu's fingertips touched his face, Echizen Nanjiro opened his eyes. After seeing that it was Tezuka, he naturally took his hand and rested it on his cheek.

As if he had obtained some new treasure, Echizen Nanjiro gently rubbed, sniffed and kissed the hand with distinct joints like jade.

Could it be that in his dream he had become a devout believer, trying to please, rely on and obey his god?

If every touch is considered a kiss, then Kunimitsu Tezuka's hands would be left with countless marks.

Can this still be explained as carelessness and naivety?

No matter how strong Tezuka Kunimitsu's moral values ​​were, he could only think that this person was now openly seducing him.

The watery eyes and lips reflected the strong desire deep in Tezuka Kunimitsu's heart.

Echizen Nanjiro was afraid that Tezuka would leave, so he clung to him even tighter.

"Tezuka, don't leave. I still don't feel well."

While he was half conscious, Echizen Nanjiro was actually very clear that there was nothing serious wrong with his body, he was just a little tired these days. Reason told him that he should smile and tell Tezuka that he was fine so that he could leave without worry.

But he didn't want to be alone now. He was afraid that after he fell asleep, happiness would be just a dream, and when he woke up, he would be just a dead soul with nowhere to go.

So he could only use Tezuka's gentleness in a despicable way to temporarily numb the pain in his heart.

"Tezuka, Tezuka, Tezuka..." He tried his best to smile gently, like the most innocent and ignorant child.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Tezuka Kunimitsu sighed and asked him in the calmest and lowest tone.

"I like calling your name." Echizen Nanjiro kissed his hand again, gently, as if with a feather.

"Tezuka, Tezuka, Tezuka..." He continued to shout, but his eyes couldn't help but become hot.

Tezuka Kunimitsu could no longer bear it, he hugged him in his arms and raised his hand to wipe his tears.

"Why do you always cry in front of me?"

"I want to cry when I see you. It's all your fault. It's all your fault."

Echizen Nanjiro hugged him and cried loudly regardless of anything.

After hearing him say this, Tezuka Kunimitsu actually felt that it was all his fault.

"It's my fault, Mr. Nanjiro."

Seeing Tezuka surrender, Echizen Nanjiro was even more fearless and continued to cry and complain: "You must be lying when you said you liked me. If you really liked me, why would you make me cry?"

Although his sadness had nothing to do with Tezuka, he insisted on putting the blame on Tezuka because he knew Tezuka was a good person and would not ignore him.