【Fuji Tsuka】On how to fall in love when two people are seamless

It is true that Fuji has not seen Tezuka for some time. After careful calculation, it has been about half a year.

As we all know, Fuji Shusuke and Tezuka Kunimitsu are close friends.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, everything is so logical.

The two have been classmates for three years, practiced tennis on the same team, and won the national championship of Japanese junior high school tennis together.

The latter two entered the Japanese U17 national team together. Even though Tezuka left the Japanese team to go to Germany, the two still had a hearty comparison in the U17 arena.

Just like Sanada Yukimura was still working in the same field after graduation, and Shinobu was recruited by Atobe to work in his own consortium. Everyone believed that Fuji and Tezuka were lifelong friends.

They follow each other on Twitter and occasionally like them.When Tezuka Kunimitsu won the Lawrence World Sports Award for Best Athlete twice successively, the promotional photos he took were all from No Second Hand.Every time Tezuka returns to Japan for the new year, the former Qingxue Tennis Club will bring the ministers to the party lively, and they will overcome all difficulties to participate...

Except for Atobe and Yukimura, very few people have noticed anything abnormal.

In fact, there is no big abnormality.

It's just that in the past 14 years, Fuji Shusuke and Tezuka Kunimitsu really didn't know each other well.

There hasn't been a close personal phone call or correspondence between them in the past 14 years, and even the news of congratulating the grand slam has always been sent in the name of the magazine.

They never met at a single party, not even at an airport transit.

But they're still friends, just not so well acquainted.

However, this kind of "unfamiliarity" is full of a kind of "luxury".

It seems that they never contact each other deliberately, but they can sense the other party's coordinates.

Yukimura has always commented on that kind of relationship, saying that only those with the deepest bond dare to squander 14 years of fate.

Bu Er has been noncommittal about this evaluation.He thinks it is very good now. He said that he has read a Chinese saying that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and he likes it very much.

Yukimura Seichi laughed and asked him.

"No two, have you ever had a day without drinking water?"

Fujimura couldn't help but smile.

Ne, Tezuka.I really want to see you fight Jingshi.

It was March of that year, when the early cherry blossoms were about to move.

Stepping out of the building of the Atobe Consortium, Fuji opened the plan book Atobe gave him under a cherry blossom tree.

Then there was an urge to bury the corpse under the cherry tree.

He took out his mobile phone to call Keigo Atobe, and asked him, "Don't tell me, he... Tezuka Kunimitsu hasn't agreed to the publication plan of this biography?"

Atobe lazily said yes, and then added: "Since the plan is given to you, it means that he has agreed."

Fuji snorted and restrained himself from activating the light wind skill at that moment to complete the assassination.

"I'm looking forward to seeing Yushi even more." After finishing speaking, Fuji hung up the phone, and the thick plan in his hand seemed to be a little heavier.He was a little frustrated, a rare frustration, and blamed himself for agreeing to Atobe's request in a flash of brainstorming, just like he challenged Tezuka in a flash of brainstorming on the court of the Japanese U17 national team that year.

The ending is maple leaf red, cherry blossom pink, all blooming.

I decided to walk around. The neighborhood of Shinjuku Station is very lively, but if you walk to the northwest, you can enter a tree-lined neighborhood. It has been well built over the years. I remember that there seems to be a five-star hotel nearby. The tea is worth a try.

He was aimless, trusting the horse, and after walking for 15 minutes, he vaguely heard the crisp sound of the tennis ball falling on the clay.

Fuji was pleasantly surprised to find a street tennis court, which he hadn't noticed before, maybe it was newly built recently, hidden behind a stretch of cherry blossom trees, very cute.

He subconsciously picked up the camera and walked over, and saw a group of kids who looked like high school students playing tennis. Small yellow balls were going back and forth in the middle of the court, and the technical strength of both sides was actually pretty good.

He was a little surprised, thinking how the kids who play street tennis nowadays can have such an excellent level, so he took two photos at random, but when he checked the photos, he noticed that the logo of the Adobe Foundation was printed on the referee chair—it turned out This tennis court is the result of years of hard work and money invested in the promotion of tennis.

Fuji laughed, the eagerness in his blood boiled a little, until the phone ringing interrupted him, he picked it up, ready to bear the stormy enthusiasm on the other end of the phone.

"Fujiko! You heard meow heard meow?! The minister returned to Tokyo this morning."

Fuji looked down at his watch. One o'clock in the afternoon was indeed the time for Eiji Kikumaru to wake up.

"Well, I saw the news."

Kikumaru said yes: "Party! Party! Party!"

Fuji interrupted him at the right time: "Eiji, Tezuka seems to have a heavy preparation task when he returns to China this time, why don't we go find him after he finishes the August Olympics?"

Kikumaru exclaimed: "How can that be?! The training can only be 10 hours a day, no matter how much it is good for anyone! No matter how busy you are, you will always have to eat, so it's settled, Zhou Zhu, you can help me make an appointment. Minister Aaron and let's do it, I'll take care of the rest..."

"Wait! Wait a minute!" Bu Er became anxious, and his voice amplified a little: "Ei Er, I'm going to India soon..."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Hang up, hang up.

Desperate.

Appeared!The three most difficult people in his life all appeared at noon today.

Keigo Atobe, Seiichi Yukimura, and Eiji Kikumaru.

"Hey……"

Buer sighed silently, and then heard a deep and cold voice asking him.

"Are you going to India?"

That voice, I have listened to it for 16 years.The last time I heard it was more than 20 minutes ago, the news clip played on the Dolby surround sound in Keigo Atobe’s office. He said that he returned to China to prepare for the Tokyo Olympics five months later.

Fuji turned his head and saw Tezuka Kunimitsu.

The cherry blossoms in the dream coincided with the cherry blossoms in Shinjuku.

The people under the tree grew taller and looked more upright, and the blue and white sweatshirts turned into black sweatshirts.

After all, I saw another beautiful scene.

Curling the corners of his eyes, he smiled.

"Ne, Tezuka."

"Yes, India. I'm going to India to photograph a group of sharks. Because the environmental protection organization found that they deviated from the original course recently and wanted to study it."

Fuji answered Tezuka's question gracefully, and then saw the empty-handed Tezuka Kunimitsu folded his arms in front of his chest thoughtfully.

"Since I have left the comfort zone, there should be something more I want."

Tezuka answered nonchalantly.

Seeing the tricks, Buer asked, "But how do you know that they are not poor people who were kicked out of their homes?"

Tezuka shrugged and said, "A pack of sharks, not one."

Bu Er nodded.

Tezuka said: "If the people you care about are by your side, as long as you move forward, you will find your home wherever you go."

Bu Er was stunned, and finally showed his face and smiled.

After squandering 14 years of fate, the two were also attracted together by the sound of street tennis at the final battle.

Buer opened his hands, earnestly and warmly embraced this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Tezuka responded softly.

"Ne, Tezuka. Welcome back."