[Net King] The Spring of a Supporting Actor

Fujiwara was lying on the bed, his eyes were staring at the ceiling. This night he didn't sleep well, he kept dreaming, dreaming about the words that person said to him in the previous life, and the scene where he asked him to close his eyes.

Thoughts kept running in his head, and Fujiwara always felt that something was wrong.

Between half asleep and half awake, time has passed quietly.

The sunlight outside the window had already penetrated into the room, and the dazzling light made Fujiwara unable to open his eyes a little. He stretched out his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, and then Fujiwara realized that it was dawn.

The morning sun streamed quietly in front of the window lattice, Fujiwara got up and walked to the window, opened the bedroom window, and a cool morning breeze came in.

Feeling the cool morning breeze, Fujiwara's spirit was shaken unconsciously, and he looked at the scattered houses around him from a distance, and the pedestrians on the street kept coming and going. This kind of scenery has a strong breath of life, but it is also very beautiful.

It's just that Fujiwara doesn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery at all now, he still thinks about what happened last night in his heart, and always feels very uncomfortable.

"Ah? You got up so early? Don't you have to go to school today?" Fujiwara intermediary looked at Fujiwara in surprise and asked suspiciously.

Fujiwara changed into sportswear, went to the dining table and sat down to eat the breakfast that Fujiwara's agency had prepared, but he didn't answer, so he couldn't help asking: "Mom, have you gone to work?"

Seeing that Fujiwara also came down to have breakfast, Fujiwara's intermediary nodded, and brought Fujiwara a box of milk from the refrigerator, and said, "Your mother told me to let you sleep for a while when she went out. She said she When I passed your door in the middle of the night, I saw the lights in your room turned on."

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet? Did something happen in yesterday's game?"

Fujiwara's intermediary also looked at Fujiwara worriedly. He naturally remembered that Fujiwara was injured in the semi-finals, so he couldn't help but asked anxiously, "Did you get injured again?"

Hearing Fujiwara's intermediary's words, Fujiwara couldn't help being moved, shook his head, ate the bread with his head down, and said, "No!"

"Then what happened to you, Ah Ye? Do you want to talk to Dad?"

Fujiwara took a sip of milk, picked up a piece of bread, walked away, shook his head and said, "No!"

Seeing that Fujiwara left just like that, Fujiwara's intermediary couldn't help but feel a little funny, and asked with a smile, "Aye, did a girl confess to you?"

Fujiwara paused, his face froze, and immediately denied: "No!"

"If it's a matter of relationship, feel free to ask your dad. If you know the number of chocolates your dad received that year, that's the whole school—"

Fujiwara Junsuke blushed, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a serious face: "Ahem, that's the first in the school!"

Hearing that Fujiwara's agent was still sitting at the dining table recalling and bragging about his youthful days, the corners of Fujiwara's mouth twitched, he ate the bread in his hand, carried his tennis bag on his back, changed his shoes and prepared to go out.

"Aye, you went out to practice so early in the morning, don't you want to rest for a while?"

Seeing that Fujiwara was actually carrying a tennis bag and seemed to be planning to go out to practice, Fujiwara's intermediary couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Even after the Kanto competition ended, Aye didn't plan to rest. It seems that the people of Fudo Peak left him a blessing.

He really didn't deserve to be a coach before!

"Fujiwara, you've grown up now, and you can try to fall in love!" Although Fujiwara intermediary regretted it very much in his heart, he had a smile on his face, teasing Fujiwara in his words, and pretending to be lonely , sighed: "I really envy Ah Ye, you must be very popular with girls at your age!"

"When my mother comes back, I will tell her what you said!"

"Ah! Ah Ye, you can't do this! If your mother finds out, she will scold me again!"

But before Fujiwara's intermediary could say anything more, Fujiwara closed the door and walked out.

Listening to Fujiwara's intermediary's words, Fujiwara couldn't help feeling amused. He glanced at the not-too-hot sun, which was shining warmly on his body, and it turned out that morning was suitable for practice.

Fujiwara puts his tennis bag on his back and prepares to practice on the tennis court of Fudomine Middle School.

It's just that Fujiwara just walked out of the yard, and before he took a few steps, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Fujiwara-kun!"

Tomomi Watanabe was wearing a long pink dress, with two long braids on both sides and a bow tie. It was obvious that she had been well-dressed at a glance.

Watanabe Tomomi's complexion was slightly red, and she walked towards Fujiwara with her head slightly lowered, with her hands behind her back, as if she was holding something.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara stopped and turned to look at Watanabe Tomomi, but he was a little curious in his heart. Could it be that Tomomi is planning to give him chocolates again?

Dad just asked if a girl confessed to him, now it seems that maybe it is true.

"Fujiwara-kun, are you going to school to practice now?" Watanabe Tomomi didn't want to ask this question, but looked at Fujiwara, but she was very nervous, hesitated for a long time, and changed the question she wanted to ask.

Fujiwara nodded and said, "Yes, I'm going to school to practice tennis now."

Although the Kanto competition is over, the subsequent national competition is not over yet, and he can't relax yet.It should be said that he has never been able to relax, because he must firmly hold the racket in his hand all his life and work hard to play.

So how can we relax because of the end of the Kanto competition.

Then, there was silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Knowing that she couldn't keep procrastinating like this, she tried her best to cheer herself up in her heart, summoned up her courage, raised her head nervously, looked at Fujiwara, her face flushed, and stammered, "Fujiwara-kun, yesterday—I saw you off yesterday, Did you eat the chocolate I gave you? Is it delicious?"

Although nervous and shy, Tomomi also had a look of anticipation on her face. She really hoped that Fujiwara-kun would like the chocolate she sent.

Hearing Tomomi mention yesterday's chocolate, Fujiwara couldn't help recalling the mellow and sweet taste yesterday, which was really memorable. He nodded with a smile and said, "I like it very much, thank you, Tomomi!"

"really?"

Tomomi was really happy when she heard Fujiwara's words, she raised her head suddenly, looked at Fujiwara very excitedly, and asked with some trepidation: "Really, Fujiwara-kun?"

Fujiwara nodded with a smile.

Seeing the dimpled smile on Fujiwara's face, Tomomi couldn't help being dazed for a moment, it was the first time she saw the dimples at the corners of Fujiwara's mouth, they were so cute.Thinking of this, Tomomi's face became redder and hotter, her heart was beating non-stop, she took out a box of chocolates hidden behind her back, and said: "Yesterday I already knew that Fudo Peak won the victory." Congratulations to you, Fujiwara-kun!"

"This is also the chocolate I made with my own hands. I give it to you. I hope you like it, Fujiwara-kun!"

With that said, Watanabe Tomomi handed the beautifully packaged box to Fujiwara.

Fujiwara took the chocolate with a smile and said, "Thank you Tomomi, I really like it!"

"Ah—?" Tomomi touched her red face, lowered her head, and said with some joy, "Fujiwara-kun, as long as you like it!"

Looking at the chocolate box in his hand, Fujiwara felt a little puzzled. Why did he like sweets so much now that he didn’t like them before, and he had an urge to taste chocolate? Why?

Fujiwara looked at Watanabe Tomomi, who was blushing, and couldn't help asking: "Tommy, do you give me chocolates because you like me?"

"what--?"

Watanabe Tomomi's eyes widened, and she looked at Fujiwara in a panic, her cheeks looked like ripe red apples, her eyes were a little flustered, and she wanted to avoid Fujiwara's sight.

She never imagined that Fujiwara-kun would be so straightforward, expressing her thoughts in front of her face.

But what Fujiwara said is of course correct, she gave Fujiwara-kun chocolates because she really likes Fujiwara-kun.

It's just that Fujiwara-kun is planning to reject her by saying this now?

Could it be that Fujiwara-kun really intends to reject her directly?

The more Tomomi Watanabe thought about it, the more nervous she felt, her palms were sweating, but she still nodded, looked at Fujiwara, her voice trembling, and said, "Yes, Fujiwara-kun—"

"I like you!"

After saying these four words, Watanabe Tomomi lowered her head and clasped her hands tightly, as if waiting for Fujiwara's response.

Fujiwara was not surprised when he heard the words Tomomi, he had already guessed the answer.Fujiwara looked at Tomomi, thinking of the word "like" that Tomomi just said, and couldn't help but think of that person.

like?

"Youmei, since you like me, can I make a request to you--a somewhat excessive request."

Watanabe Tomomi was startled, and subconsciously asked, "What request?"

Fujiwara said worriedly, "Don't be angry!"

Tomomi looked at Fujiwara suspiciously, nodded, and was very curious about what Fujiwara's request would be.

"Can you let me kiss you?" Fujiwara looked at Tomomi, his face flushed slightly, and asked hesitantly.

"Ah—? Fujiwara-kun, what are you talking about!" Watanabe Tomomi opened her eyes wide and looked at Fujiwara in shock. She never thought that Fujiwara would suddenly make such an excessive request.

It's just too much!

Could it be that Fujiwara-kun thinks that I like him, so he can say such things?

Watanabe Tomomi never thought that Fujiwara would be such a person!

Tomomi's eyes were red, she was really annoyed by Fujiwara's words, she snatched the chocolate box from Fujiwara's hand suddenly, and said angrily: "Fujiwara-kun, you are too much!"

After finishing speaking, Tomomi turned around and ran back with the chocolate.

Looking at the back of Tomomi leaving angrily, Fujiwara couldn't help feeling helpless, touched his head, and muttered: "I didn't just say that it was a bit too much to ask, didn't you promise me not to be angry?"

"It's just——, didn't you give that chocolate to me? Why do you want to take it back?"

Fujiwara looked disappointed, and looked eagerly at the chocolate in Watanabe Tomomi's hand, feeling a little heartbroken, knowing that he should have opened it up and eaten it earlier.

"Tomomi, can you leave the chocolate—?"

The only answer he received was a gust of morning wind, nothing else, very desolate.

His chocolate just flew away!