Please bear into the urn

Fuji sat on the sofa, with the interview draft in hand, and the tea made for him by Tezuka on the tea table in front of him.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, and the man who still maintained his exercise habits even after retiring was taking a bath in it.

When they were U-17, they often took baths together.His perfect body proportions are engraved in his mind like an imprint.Although I haven't seen it for many years, a magnificent picture still appeared in Fuji's mind, which almost caused him to have a nosebleed.

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Buer pretended to be calm, but the red tips of his ears had already revealed his heart.His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he simply grabbed his camera and fiddled with it to hide his turmoil.

Damn, why on earth did he come to interview this guy after playing tennis? He's just asking for death.Bu Er roared in his heart, at this moment, he just wanted to run away.If he stayed any longer, he would either transform into a hungry bear and pounce on him, or he would bleed to death.Either way, the results are depressing.

Blinking, Fuji suddenly realized something.What about Mizushima who came with him?He was so preoccupied with sorting out his mood that he completely forgot about him.Rubbing his forehead guiltily, he was about to open the door to find Mizushima.

As soon as he got up and took a step, Tezuka came out of the bathroom. Seeing his movements, he frowned, "What? You don't even have the patience to wait for me now?"

Bu Er twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.Ah ha ha ha, really not, you think too much, "I just found out that the junior who came with me didn't follow, so I plan to go out to find him."

"No, I only promise to interview you with one person. If there is one more person, I have to reconsider." Walking up to Fuji, Tezuka pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking condescendingly at the person in front of him .No matter how many years have passed, this person's skin is so fair, maybe he uses milk to soak every day.

Feeling the oppression from Tezuka's height, Fuer felt an inexplicable fire in his heart.He started roaring in his heart again: He is so tall, his legs are so long, is he proud of bullying him for being short?

Taking a deep breath, I warned myself in my heart: this is the client, this is the client, I promised it, I promised it, I can’t mess up the interview, or I’ll have to eat dirt this month.He took a step back patiently, feeling that the distance was safe, then looked at Tezuka and said, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Let him face Tezuka alone, does the editor-in-chief think his life is too long?Or deliberately avenging private revenge.Doesn't it just treat him to a mustard meal or some dry juice from time to time, that's all his true love, I don't know how to be grateful.

Tezuka frowned, took another step forward, and retreated reflexively, but forgot that there was a sofa behind him, and fell directly onto the sofa.Tezuka leaned over and looked at Fuji who kept leaning back, "This is my request, it's up to you whether you agree or not."

Outright rejection?Or turn over the sofa and escape?Fuji finds with some sadness that deep in his heart he has a strong expectation for being alone with Tezuka.In order not to let himself regret it to death, he could only agree with grief and indignation.It's so unprincipled, you bastard!Buer shed lasagna tears in his heart.

"I see. But, you change your clothes, and I will take a picture of you later." Buer lowered his eyes, trying to act professionally, and not let himself be affected by the crazy beating heart.

"Ah!" Tezuka nodded in satisfaction, "Then wait for me and come out right away." After speaking, he turned and walked into the room.It's a pity that Fuji who lowered his head didn't see the smile and tenderness in Tezuka's eyes.

By the way, what about Mizushima kids?After he was forgotten in the corridor, he found sadly that he didn't know which room Tezuka Kunimitsu was in, so he called the editor-in-chief.Unexpectedly, the editor-in-chief asked him to come back with a smile, and said that he had done a good job, and he had no intention of letting him go.

Mizushima blinked his eyes in bewilderment, what the hell is going on?