Prince of Tennis: I am actually Echizen Nanjiro

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. At first he tried hard to suppress his laughter, but later he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He held onto Tezuka's shoulders and laughed so hard that he fell backwards.

"Tezuka, you...you...hahaha..."

As expected, there is always a loophole. Even Tezuka still found a flaw.

He is just a child after all, how can he do everything perfectly?

"I'm sorry, Tezuka, I shouldn't ask you about your personal affairs, but... haha... I... I... hahaha..." Echizen Nanjiro asked with a smile, "Tell me quickly, where were you an hour ago? If you weren't asleep, I would have followed you secretly."

Even though I cried again and again before, now I started laughing again.

Because she had been crying for so long, the red marks at the corners of her eyes had not yet disappeared, still tempting him to kiss her.

However, Mr. Nanjiro seems to have forgotten what just happened. Is it so easy to forget?

Tezuka Kunimitsu said calmly: "I haven't left the infirmary since coming here from the tennis court."

"How is that possible? Where did this trace come from? There are only you and me in the room. Is it possible that..."

Echizen Nanjiro couldn't continue because Tezuka's gaze became more profound.

Look at the people around you, some are looking up at the ceiling in embarrassment, some are staring at the ground below their feet pretending to be indifferent, some are starting to cough as if they have a cold, and some are gossiping with their eyes shining...

"It's me..." He stared at Tezuka blankly.

Although his memory was still a little fuzzy, he seemed to have touched, hugged, and kissed the cemetery.

……

He gently pulled the quilt over him, then slowly lay down and covered himself with the quilt.

He curled up into a ball under the quilt, his body shaking constantly.

This is what it means to dig a rock and drop it on your own feet.

Ahhh! Crazy, crazy, crazy.

Horrible, so horrible, what has he done!

Tezuka wouldn't think he was a pervert, right?

"Dad, get out of here quickly and tell me what's going on between you and Minister Tezuka!"

"Ryoma, you go back first. I'll explain to you tonight. I...I have something else to do with Coach Ryuzaki. There's food in the fridge. You...you...you can heat it up if you're hungry."

He really is too ashamed to face anyone. It's so shameful. Why does he still have the impression of that time? Why can't he completely forget it... Damn it, damn it, damn it.

"you……"

Echizen Ryoma really wanted to open his stupid father's brain and see what strange things were inside. Now he buried his head in the sand like an ostrich, thinking that he could escape successfully.

Please, be more careful, you stupid dad, otherwise you will be sold and happily help count the money in the future.

"I don't care about you anymore. I'm leaving." Echizen Ryoma left angrily.

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned his cold gaze towards everyone.

"I remembered I have something to do at home."

"I'm going shopping."

"Me too, let's join us!"

"Dad asked me to go back early to help. It's so late now."

"Let's go, let's go..."

Fuji Shusuke even considerately helped them close the door and said with a smile: "It's so interesting today, Tezuka."

Everyone left, and only the original two people were left in the room.

so quiet.

Echizen Nanjiro felt a little stuffy under the quilt, so he carefully poked his head out from under the quilt.

"Tezuka," he began uneasily.

Tezuka Kunimitsu lowered his head and looked at him: "Mr. Nanjiro, what's wrong?"

Echizen Nanjiro didn't even dare to look at his face: "Tezuka, I... I didn't mean it, you..."

Don't blame me. Don't...

Hate me...

He had no legitimate reason to explain what he had done not long ago. He could only hope that Tezuka wouldn't hold it against him. It was too embarrassing.

Tezuka Kunimitsu pulled back his blanket and said, "Mr. Nanjiro, didn't you say you were going to see Coach Ryuuzaki? Let's go."

"Ah! Good, good..."

Echizen Nanjiro quickly stood up and wanted to get out of bed, but he was tripped by the quilt under his feet and almost fell down. Fortunately, Tezuka supported him.

"Mr. Nanjiro, be careful."

"Sorry, Tezuka, thank you." His face turned red again.

This person always gets shy and blushes easily, and he never stops being shy for a moment.

Makes you want to kiss him.

Tezuka Kunimitsu turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

When Ryuzaki Sumire saw Tezuka and Nanjiro coming to her office together, her face looked unnatural for a moment, but then she concealed it well and pretended nothing had happened.

She took the information Nanjiro handed to her and the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became: "Nanjiro, did you do this?"

"How is it? Can it be used?" Echizen Nanjiro asked tentatively.

Tezuka Kunimitsu also picked up the materials that Ryuzaki Sumire had read and found that some of the data and details recorded in it were even more precise and accurate than their internal ones.

If this wasn't taken by Mr. Nanjiro, he would definitely suspect that there had been a serious leak of Qingxue's data.

"Mr. Nanjiro, how do you know all this?" Tezuka Kunimitsu asked seriously.

Echizen Nanjiro said without hesitation: "I can see it."

Facing the two people's strange looks, Echizen Nanjiro continued to explain: "Didn't I go to watch your game last time? The players' movements, reactions, and habits are very obvious in the game."

In addition, with his understanding of the anime and relevant experience, it is not difficult for him to formulate a reasonable training plan. After all, he had specially learned skills in this area in his previous life.

"You mean, these are the results you got from watching a few games?"

Ryuzaki Sumire suddenly stood up from her seat, rushed over and held his hand tightly.

Echizen Nanjiro didn't know why she suddenly became so excited, and said in a panic: "Is there something wrong? I can change it."

"Nanjiro, do you know your own value?"

"Uh...I don't quite understand what you mean, but you're saying I'm awesome, right?"

Echizen Nanjiro broke free from her hands. Wow, is Coach Ryuuzaki so strong? It hurts.

Seeing Tezuka looking at his plan carefully at the table, Echizen Nanjiro walked over, like a simple elementary school student handing in homework to a serious and old-fashioned teacher, and asked softly: "Tezuka, what do you think?"

Tezuka Kunimitsu raised his head and looked at his nervous expression, and the softness in his heart began to rise again: "Well done, Mr. Nanjiro."

Well done, Mr. Nanjiro, you always exceed my expectations.

"Tezuka, I'll be embarrassed if you praise me."

The big iceberg of Qingxue must have praised him, and Echizen Nanjiro smiled happily.

Watching these two people leaning against each other unconsciously again, Ryuzaki Sumire couldn't help but think of the scene in the infirmary.

What is going to happen? Ryuzaki Sumire sighed inwardly.

Tezuka Kunimitsu suddenly thought of something, frowned and said seriously: "Mr. Nanjiro, you haven't had a good rest recently because of working on this document, right?"

Echizen Nanjiro shook his head and gave him a comforting smile: "Even if there is nothing to do these days, I can't sleep. It's better to have something to do."

Renzi told him that everyone who comes into this world needs to seek something to avoid falling into emptiness.

But what can he get in this world?

What is it that he longs for?

I cannot get what I want, I think about it day and night, I feel so carefree, tossing and turning.

Leisurely? Worried!

As a result, the whole family realized that he was really not suited to deep thinking.

Not only did I not come to any useful conclusions, but I also became physically and mentally exhausted and had difficulty sleeping.

As a result, Renzi has been blaming himself these days for accidentally putting too much pressure on him.

He quickly said that he was just being too picky and promised to eat well and sleep well, and the matter was over.

There is no point in thinking too much, it is better to do something.

It just so happened that Ryuzaki Sumire asked him to bring some materials, so he simply wrote a few plans himself and brought them along this time. He didn't intend to help, but mainly wanted to kill time.

Of course, this cannot be said now.

Faced with Ryuusaki Sumire's enthusiasm, Echizen Nanjiro guiltily shifted his gaze.

It seems the result is pretty good, um, pretty good.

Echizen Nanjiro reached out and smoothed his brows: "Tezuka, stop frowning all the time. You are obviously young, but you seem to be more serious than an adult. Do you want to become an uncle like me soon?"

It's really not good for this young man to always have to worry about him.

"Since the information is fine, I'll go back first."

How should I explain this to Longma when I get back?

Hmm... I haven’t thought about it yet. My head hurts.

"I'll see you off."

"Ah? No, no."

Echizen Nanjiro hurriedly waved his hands at him, how could he always trouble Tezuka, it was not right.

“Mr. Nanjiro, what if you faint on the road?”

"how come?"

Kunimitsu Tezuka walked behind him and lifted up his long hair.

The brown hairband that was ignored by its careless owner was wrapped around it in circles by Tezuka's gentle movements.

"Will it hurt?" Tezuka Kunimitsu asked him.

"No, Tezuka is very gentle."

"All right."

"Thank you Tezuka."

Tezuka is really nice, Echizen Nanjiro thought.

"Let's go, Mr. Nanjiro." Tezuka Kunimitsu turned and said goodbye to Ryusaki Sumire, "Coach, we're leaving first."

"Ah, good, good."

Ryuzaki Sumire came back to her senses, and after they left, she felt a mixture of emotions.

What other solution was there but to let them go?

Now we can only hope that these two people can know their limits, as no one knows how things will develop in the future.

Along the way, the sky was light, the clouds were light, and the wind was light.

After walking for a while, I finally got home.

"Thank you for bringing me back, Tezuka."

"I, I went back?"

"Ah."

Echizen Nanjiro took a few steps forward, but couldn't help but look back at him.

Tezuka's eyes were calm, like the breeze blowing across the sea, like the most heart-warming tranquility of all things in the world.

It seems like one can never get enough of looking at it.

He walked back with his head down.

He didn't want to leave like this, didn't want to say goodbye to Tezuka.