I'm VERY very very sorry for the long absence

My laptop is gone crazy and my hellish exams just ended

here ch 2 :))

A/N : POT isn't belong to me I just own my characters

bad grammar and a lot of errors

ENJOY!


Chapter 2

4 days left before the festival day

The script and the rehearsal

It was Sunday and was only 10 in the morning. Normally this time, Tezuka would practically be in his house helping his mother do the housework and drinking some cups of tea with his grandfather, talking about next fishing trip, but today was different for him to go to school and went straight to the court where the other regulars were.

Well, most of them were.

Gathered around the court there were Kaidoh, Momoshiro, Fuji, Kikumaru, Inui and Oishi who was talking tensely to someone via his phone right now. And those 'someone's, in Tezuka's thought, must be the missing first year and the powerful third year player.

Inui tapped his finger on the watch's dial thoughtfully, his brows knitted. He jerked his head up and nodded at Tezuka who was standing beside him.

"Where are Echizen and Kawamura?"

As if answered his question, Oishi turned his head toward the rest. His face was full of anxiety.

"I just called those two. Taka-san can't make it today because he has to help his dad handle the restaurant."

"What about Echizen?"

"Knowing him, maybe he is helping some pregnant women cross the road right now." Momoshiro smirked.

Oishi blinked, "How did you know, Momo? I was just about to say that!"

Everyone excluded Tezuka sweatdropped.

"Well, he should be here in about 15 minutes." Inui murmured. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "At least we can use this time scan through the script and can start rehearsing right after Echizen comes."

"And Taka-san?"

"Don't worry about that, I will go and give him the script after we're done rehearse."

The rest of the regulars nodded. They looked at the script in their hands and started reading it peacefully and thoughtfully. Tezuka almost dropped the stack of paper when the scream rang through his ears.

"It's Momo." Fuji smiled, answered his unspoken question.

There Momoshiro with his eyes bulged out of the sockets and his jaw hung open like a fish nearly died because of the lack of water.

"WHAT IS THESE SAPPY SENTENCES INUI-SENPAI!"

"Hmn? Where?"

"HERE!"

"Ahh, it's not me who wrote it. It's Fuji."Inui answered after seeing what those words were.

Momoshiro abruptly looked at the smiling tensai.

"What?" Fuji asked smiling.

"Not what, Fuji-senpai…" the raven haired boy replied weakly. "Why do I have to say THESE SCARY SENTENCES!?"

"They are not scary sentences, Momo. Besides, isn't it normal to say those words in the romantic story?"

"…it's normal but…"

"So what wrong with that?" the genius tilted his head innocently. "You should take Kaidoh as an example. He doesn't complain about them at all."

Momoshiro glanced at the said boy who seemed to lose his consciousness since he had read the first syllable on the script and—for the first time in his life—felt pity for the snake shot player.

"Choose, Momo." Inui butted in. His hand held the pitcher of unidentified floating substance and shoved it under Momoshiro's nose. "Do or drink."

Momoshiro did not even dare to move. He froze at his spot before desperately nodded. He let out a sigh when that dangerous drink was moved out of his face.

Echizen entered the court the moment after, he looked terrible with a dark ring under his eyes and his dark green hair was messy under his cap.

"You're late Ochibi!" Kikumaru rushed and glomped his small first year who seemed so quiet and not even told his acrobatic senpai to let go instead, he just stood still and yawned.

"Ochibi?"

"My, it seemed he barely had a good sleep last night." Fuji predicted.

"Eh, are you all right?" Oishi asked with worry shown openly in his voice.

Echizen rubbed his eyes and, for Kikumaru's surprise, leaned over the readhead. "Yeah, the old man dragged me out of my bed last night and forced me to accompany him to buy oden just because he felt hungry. That jerk old man…"

"So that's why you are late. I thought you were helping pregnant women to cross the road." Momshiro teased.

Echizen ignored him.

Inui crapped his hands together brought everyone's attention.

"Now that Echizen has come, we will start practice and whoever I call, go to the center of the court. The rest of you go stand at the side line."

Kikumaru whispered into Fuji's ear. "He looks like he enjoys it, don't you think?"

Fuji smiled a little. "Saa."

"First," Inui flipped through his notebook looking as if he was considering the most delicious dish on the menu.

"Oishi and Tezuka."

Said persons walked toward the center of the court holding their script in hand and facing each other.

"Now we will do the first part of the play where the king talks to his dear queen about having their first child. Relax and start whenever you two are ready."

Oishi breathed in, his hand shaking a little.

"Relax Oishi." Tezuka said with concern. It didn't like they will go on stage today, did it? Why Oishi looked so nervous just because the rehearsal, he didn't know.

"Ah, ahh."

"Ok, take#1 start!"

Suddenly, Tezuka felt his hands were seized and were being pulled at the other boy's chest. His amber eyes rounded with abrupt surprise behind the rimless glasses when he saw the sparkle twinkling on those dark orbs of his best friend.

"My dear king." Tezuka stiffed at the sweet voice he had never known Oishi could even utter. "It has been a long time since we got married. It is about a time to have our own child now, don't you think?"

"Wow…" Momoshiro's jaw dropped to the ground. He found a new respect for his vice captain. "Suge, Oishi-senpai."

"That's my partner! Nya!" Kikumaru said proudly.

Tezuka seemed he was at a loss. His eyes were blank as well as his brain that seemed to stop working for a moment.

Remind me why I'm doing this again… Tezuka sighed inwardly.

He remained silent for a minute or two when he caught sight of the tensai smiled widely at him and Inui moved his mouth formed a silent 'reply him'

The taller man looked down at the so-in-character Oishi, he had no choice but doing this right?

"My love" he said with an expressionless voice. "I could not say anything but yes to you, you do know that I was—and still am—falling hard for you that I can't utter any word that would make you regret, can I?"

"Be more affectionate to your queen, Tezuka." Fuji shouted amusedly from the side line.

"Tezuka, at this you should put your hand on Oishi's waist and pulled him closer to you and do as Fuji said, be more affectionate." Inui added.

Tezuka was hesitated and his eyes didn't look so pleased at all.

He did what Inui told him any way. He wanted this to end as fast as possible.

But before he did that, Oishi yanked him down by grabbing his shoulders, pulled him close to see the overwhelmed happiness shown all over his friend's face.

And that when he thought he knew Oichi the best, aside from Kikumaru, he was wrong. Strongly wrong.

"I…" Oishi put all his emotions into words. His eyes were gleaming with joyful tears running down his face and his mouth trembling with utmost happiness. "Did you really mean it?"

Tezuka couldn't move an inch when Oishi moved closer and closer to him.

"Kiss your queen!" Kikumaru yelled with excitement and couldn't stop bouncing over the freshman.

"Stop it Kikumaru-senpai! I want to see those two."

"You are underage, Echizen." Momoshiro teased. Put his hand on his kouhai's eyes.

"You are only one year older than me."

Kaidoh turned to the other side. Face was as red as tomato.

"Tezuka, do it quick so we can move on the next scene." Inui hurried them.

The captain clenched his fists. His face was just about centimeters far from Oishi's and it's no joke at all seeing Oishi really meant to do, to kiss, him in front of the rest of their team—not that he would please doing this even in private place though—he tried hard to let Oishi go as polite as he could do but he couldn't move even one step. Where did Oishi gain so much power and at a time like this!? He groaned hopelessly.

To Tezuka's relief, someone's phone was ringing, interrupted the so-close-kiss scene in front of their very eyes. Fuji smiled apologetically at his friends before pressing the green button and placed the phone near his ears.

"Ah, Haruka."

Tezuka's eyes suddenly looked at the tensai sharply.

"Where are you? Oh sorry, I thought I lost track of time…yes…yes, see you." Fuji put his phone in his pocket again.

Kikumaru smiled cunningly at his friend. "Isn't that Otsuki-san?"

Fuji nodded.

"Yes, it is."

"Why did she call you?" Oishi, stepped out of his actor zone, asked with curiosity.

Never did Tezuka think that he would be paying all his concentration just waiting for the next word that will be sung out of the prodigy's mouth.

"I have to meet her at noon remember? She just called me because she didn't see me."

Inui looked at his watch. "Ahh, it's already 12:35. We should take a break and be back again at 1:30 as well."

"Eh, she also comes to school on Sunday too?" Oishi asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah, her drama club has a rehearsal today like us, but they rehearse in the hall."

"Ne, Fujiko." The redhead called his friend when Fuji walked himself to the fence door. "Why don't you take her here? She can help us with rehearsal. She's from the drama club after all!"

Oh no. please don't. Tezuka shot a look at Fuji. His heart thundered loudly inside his chest but no words came out.

Fuji smiled "I'll ask her."

"Be here on time Fuji. The next scene will start with you."

"Hai." With that, he disappeared into the school building.

Tezuka stared unconsciously at where Fuji had been. Only when Oishi called him—twice-did he turn his eyes back and started eating his own lunch. Although his body was there sitting with Oishi and Echizen sat beside him, eating and talking casually, with Kikumaru stole Momoshiro's food caused the latter to protested loudly and ran after the acrobatic player around the court, and Kaidoh who was paled and almost fainted by the smell of Inui's juice that was shoved at him directly with the grinning Inui holding it in front of him, his mind was clouded with an unknown feelings that were the same as the yesterday when he saw that girl clinging to the brunet and the latter didn't even waste his time to shrug her of at all. Tezuka's grip on his chopsticks tightened. He hates that feeling. It was like all of his inner parts were burnt; like he was laid near the sun. He couldn't breathe and felt his body all sweated as if he had just run thousand laps in the middle of summer.

His train of thought was cut when the sight of someone came in his dim view.

Fuji came back. Tezuka could felt his breath's rhythm steadier and his grip was loosened whenever he saw the smaller boy. The tensai's smile seemed to make him feel at ease and feel like a cloud floating in the air. He let his lips quirk up a bit.

The blue eyed boy approached them slowly. Tezuka noticed that Fuji didn't come back alone, he spotted another silhouette walking side by side with the tensai as well.

There shewas, talking closely at Fuji. He even laughed with her and somehow, it made Tezuka's mood drop drastically.

They entered the court together. Otsuki bowed before them and smiled brightly to no one in particular.

"Syusuke said you want my help with the rehearsal." She smiled

Momoshiro stepped forward the others. "Yes. YES! It would be our pleasure to have you as a monitor after all."

"You are exaggerating." The dark brow haired girl laughed at that. "Well, I will try my best then."

"You're the one who are exaggerating." Fuji teased ruffling her hair. "You are the director of the drama club, aren't you."

Otsuki pushed Fuji's hand away, pouted. "To be a director doesn't mean you are so good at it and STOP messing my hair! Geez, I spent a lot of my energy just for setting my hair."

"Maybe you should just let it be." Fuji told her with the matter-of-fact tone. "Who knows, you maybe look better with afro hair style."

"Syusuke!"

"Joking."

Everyone at the court stared at the two dumbfoundedly. Somehow it made they already think that Fuji and Haruka might be something beyond their guess.

Kikumaru blinked. "I've never thought you two are so close like this…"

Inui coughed. "Well, let's start again, shall we? We don't have any time to waste right now." The data player looked at the tensai. "Fuji, go to the center and Otsuki-san please make yourself comfortable and feel free to watch and don't hold yourself from commenting."

Otsuki smiled at him. "Don't worry about that. I'm the strict director after all."

"Alright, Take#9 start!"

The sound of evil laughter suddenly echoed through the court that made everyone stutter. All eyes turned to the source of that voice to see Fuji, with his opened blue eyes looked piercingly at the sky and his back hand around his mouth, continued the laughter but lowered the level of that high pitch noise to the very low one that sounded so creepy to their ears.

Oishi sweatdropped. He laughed weakly. "He sounded like a real evil."

"Because he is…" Echizen whispered.

Fuji then shot them a look that sent the chill up their spines. He smiled devilishly as his lips parted and uttered the words with the sickening, sweet voice.

"Well well, look like you are all having a party here." Fuji traced his voice with mocking tone. "And I, Maleficent, am the one who was left out from this joyful event. Such a pity of me."

Kikumaru's jaw dropped a little. He eyed his best friend with surprising look sparkled on his eyes. "As expected from Fuji."

"So, it seems he's a prodigy at acting as well? Ii data." Inui wrote down his notebook.

Tezuka, on the other hand, didn't feel like he was surprised by the smooth acting—saved for the creepy laughter earlier—that was being shown by the tensai at all. It's just like Fuji to do things like this. With his potential as a genius that Tezuka long knew that this bottomless ability wasn't only saved for tennis, but also for something else, like photography. The bespectacled man smiled a little. He remembered one time he went to Fuji's house for studying together and the brunet showed him pies of photo albums including the pictures of his siblings, his friends and the tennis club. Tezuka wondered how he managed to take those pictures even he was, at the same time, practicing hard with everyone. And then Fuji picked one photo and showed to him; it was a photo with them—the regulars and Ryuzaki-sensai—holding a cup together at the Nationals tennis tournament with a big smile on everyone's faces. It was taken with a good balance, angle, everything just looked perfect in that photo with everyone smiling from the bottom of their hearts like that. Fuji said he would copy it to everyone once he had a time and Tezuka nodded at that. He would love to have one for himself as well since he had to go to Germany and he had to admit, he would miss his teammates as much as he didn't know himself could feel something like this for someone he called friends.

Germany… Tezuka mused, his heart swayed a little. It's his dream to become a pro in sport he loved so much but then again. His amber orbs filled with unknown emotions when he gazed at the tensai at the center of the court Even he wants to go as soon as possible… his eyes softened He doesn't want to go and stay with friends forever.

The giggles beside him pulled Tezuka out from the ocean of thought. He looked down to see Otsuki smiled proudly at the person he had just stared at. Tezuka contorted his brows.

"It's just like Syusuke." She looked up and smiled at the man beside her. "Don't you think so?"

Tezuka raised a brow at her, puzzled. "Yeah." He found his voice answered softly and diverted his gaze at Fuji again.

At that, Inui crapped his hands together. "Good job, Fuji. Now, Momoshiro and Kaidoh come out."

Tezuka looked at the boy who walked toward him, his ears shut the sound of shriek that came out from the two said persons out of his auditory nerve. Fuji gave him a small smile as he stopped in front of him.

"How was my acting? Good? Bad?"

Tezuka was about to answer when someone initiatively cut him off.

"You did a great job!" Otsuki gave him a thumb up. She then sighed audibly. "If you just entered our club instead of playing tennis…" she muttered to herself, loud enough to gained both Tezuka's and Fuji's attention.

The tensai just smiled but tezuka frowned deeply that one could see the line formed on his forehead.

Otsuki chuckled lightly waving her hand playfully "Well, I was just kidding." She looked over at the two sophomores at the center of the court then sweat dropped at the unseeing sight of the Prince and Princess who were taking each other by the collar of their shirts. "Uh, it seems my job starts now, excuse me." She walked furiously toward the bickering kouhais where Oishi was already there, tried hard to stop them. "Geez, YOU TWO! Please have respect for the play you are about to perform!"

Tezuka looked at the girl in disbelief. Fuji chuckled.

"Haruka is showing her true self now." Fuji looked at the said girl who was busily scolding Momoshiro and Kaidoh whose bodies sat upright on the ground, lowered their heads in fear. "She's always like this when it comes to something she loves."

"Ahh."

And then, they stayed quiet, enjoyed the not-so-silence air that filled with loud noise from each of his friends. The breeze brushed pass Tezuka's face and caused his hair sway a little.

That's when the boy beside him turned to him and smiled.

"You want some helps?" Fuji asked out of the blue and made Tezuka frown at a sudden question.

"For what?"

"The dialogue."

Tezuka looked down at the script he'd been memorizing since Momoshiro started shouting and was wracked in the head by paper fan with Otsuki holding it, he then shook his head.

"No."

"Why?"

"You also have yours to memorize." Tezuka pointed out. "I'm fine, I can help myself."

"But it would work better if we do it together." Fuji stubbornly resisted. "Besides, I already memorized half of it so it'll be fine, my role isn't that hard after all." he inclined his head to one side and smiled brightly at him. "And what's that matter if the devil queen wants to help the king with his role. You know Tezuka, you were like a stiff log when you performed while ago."

Tezuka glared at the comment Fuji had given him but sighed, he knew that he was not so good at acting unlike the boy beside him at all.

"Do what you want." He gave in.

"Is it a YES?"

"…"

Fuji smiled, "Leave it to me." The brunet then pulled Tezuka by grapping the taller boy's wrist to the farther court away from the others and gently released it from his hold.

They were standing face to face. Fuji read the script while nodding to himself like trying to truly understand the feeling of the queen. His lips quirked up as he looked up and found Tezuka's gaze landing on him.

"I will start from the first line, OK? That line you and Oishi had done before."

Tezuka nodded. And they started.

"My dear king" Tezuka felt his heart skipped a beat at the utmost sweet voice coming out from the pinkish lips of the other boy. "It has been a long time since we got married. It is about a time to have our own child now, don't you think?"

The electrifying blue eyes looked at him with pure love for one could show for someone he loved so much. Tezuka's lips dried.

"M..my love" Tezuka paused. Did his voice just shaking? "I could not say anything but yes to you, you do know that I was—and still am—falling hard for you that I can't utter any word that would make you regret, can I?"

And for some reasons, Tezuka eyes softened and felt his emotions were being drawn out by the fascinating cerulean orbs. His arms automatically wrapped around the brunet's torso moving their bodies closer to each other, much for Fuji's surprise. And if Fuji wondered what just happened to the stoic captain, he didn't voice it out.

The smaller boy slowly touched Tezuka's arm with eyes still opened and looked into the amber ones, he said the next line of dialogue smoothly, "I…did you really mean it?"

Tezuka felt himself leaned closer to his Queen in his arms, unconsciously smelled the apple sense from Fuji's long brown locks and raised his hand to brush the other boy's cheek.

Fuji froze at the touch he just received. Tezuka, despite his blur mind he continued the conversation.

"Ahh." Tezuka instinctively tilted the brunet chin up "Let's have our own child and we can live happily ever after."

Their lips almost met when the sudden noise interrupted them.

The taller man's eyes searched for the source of the noise to see Otsuki who was completely out of character by now, chased after Kikumaru and Momoshiro with a loud cry accompanying them.

"Wahhhhh! She's so scary!" Momoshiro wailed while running as fast as his legs could handle. His ideal thought of this cute girl cracked into pieced since she hit him on the head. "I don't want to do that! Not at all!"

"Come here you brats!" the only girl shouted dangerously, her eyes flashed. "Let me teach you how to act in the play properly!"

"Like hell we would!" Kikumaru retourted. His eyes were full of fear Is it only me who think that she is way scarier than Oishi when he enters the Oishi territory! "Fujiko! Where are youuuuuu!"

Tezuka's eyes went blank with the chaos in front of him. He startled when someone in his arm pried himself off carefully. He realized just then that he was still holding Fuji and their distance was dangerous…

When Fuji successfully got himself off the taller man, he looked up and smiled casually at Tezuka.

And that made the dark brown haired boy felt uncomfortable.

"We should go back to them." Fuji spoke up not looking at Tezuka.

Tezuka frowned but not voiced anything out. He just nodded and they both went back to where the rest of them were.

"FUJIKOOOOO!" Kikumaru jumped at his friend, hugged him tightly like a child just found his lost mother. "She's scary! She's a MONSTER!"

"What happened?" Fuji asked curiously. He looked at the girl whose hand put on her hip and the other held an infamous paper fan on her shoulder, fuming. "Is anything wrong?"

"Oh yeah, VERY wrong." Her icy tone sent chill down their spines despite the killing look on her face. "These guys do not have any respect in their roles at all!"

"But…" Momoshiro tried to protest with his shaking voice. "It just a play…"

"TRY SAYING THAT AGAIN!?"

"Momo, shut up won't you?" Inui pinched the bridge of his nose. "You make it worse."

"What did I do!?"

Echizen heaved an annoying sigh. "Just shut up, Momo-senpai."

"Haruka" Otsuki averted her gaze to Fuji who was glomped by Kikumaru. "Aren't you overdoing it?"

The girl huffed. "No, I'm not. They are the ones who look down on the play."

"They are amateurs" Fuji explained calmly with Kikumaru nodded vigorously behind him. "They didn't mean it."

Stared at the smiling friend of hers, she then sighed and back to her old cheerful self, to the boys' relief. "Fine, but…" she paused and grinned.

"For one condition and I will pretend that everything didn't happen."

"She said it as if she was right. She's the one who initiated the mess…" Momoshiro mumbled.

Kaidoh glared darkly at his rival. "Shut up peach head."

"What did ya say!?"

"Oi, stop it." Oishi sweatdropped.

Fuji eyed her perplexedly. "What condition?"

Haruka's eyes sparkled dangerously. She smiled from ear to ear. Clapping her hands together, she said slowly but clearly,

"You have to do whatever I say for one day Syu-su-ke-kun."

And everybody went silence

…..

….

…..

"EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the boys shouted simultaneously. Tezuka's eyes widened but not saying any word.

"Well…?" Haruka smiled sweetly eyeing her classmate with triumphant look on her beautiful face.

Fuji thought for a while before shrugging his shoulders.

"Fine, I'll do it." He said coolly.

"EHH? For real, Fuji-senpai!?" Momoshiro cried out. "You don't have to do whatever that witch wants, you know…" he lowered his voice down into a whisper.

Fuji just smiled at him. "It's OK. It doesn't look like it will be something difficult, does it?"

Kikumaru bit on his handkerchief. "You're so manly! Fujiko!"

"Not bad Fuji-senpai." Echizen tugged the brim of his cap down.

Tezuka kept silent and stared at Otsuki who seemed pleased. The girl smiled brightly at Fuji.

"I'll wait." She said. "Don't forget our 'next' meeting ne, Syusuke." And with that last word, she left the court.

Momoshiro looked at her retrieved back with ultimate horror on his eyes. "Well, that teaches me don't judge the book by its cover."

Oishi looked at his friend with worry, "You're OK, Fuji?"

"Why am I not OK?"

"You know…" Kikumaru trailed off, "She's kind of scary…"

"It's only because you don't take it seriously." Inui's glasses flashed. "But I have to agree with Eiji. She's scary."

"Does every girl be like this?" Echizen murmured.

Fuji just kept his smile on his face, not aware of someone's gaze that piercing him like a ray of light penetrated through the window.

Tezuka's mind was clouded with many questions that he couldn't answer, not even one. He frowned and what with that 'next meeting'? Does it mean Fuji has to meet with her again? Tezuka eyes darkened. Just one request of her earlier already annoyed him to death but what made him more annoying was his own feelings that had been troubling him since yesterday and he, still, couldn't find the right answer yet. It seemed like the more he stepped closer to the light, the more the dark clouds hindered him from reaching that light. It kept circling in his head that caused him headache and his hand went on his pained spot, supporting his almost exploded head.

Tezuka felt a soft touch on his shoulder, Fuji looked at him with worry shown in those ocean-like color orbs and it made half of his pain disappear immediately.

"Tezuka…" the mellow voice called out his name, "Are you all right? You look pale, as I thought you have been sick since yesterday, haven't you?"

And with that Tezuka's another half was completely flooded out. Like a wave came rushing to the shore and pulled itself back to where it had been. Left the soft touch blushed against the sand's skin lingering with warmth and wistfulness.

At that time, Tezuka seemed to realize something. He blinked. Something he'd been searching for since yesterday.

"Tezuka." Fuji called out again. "Hey, want me to take you to infirmary?"

"Sorry." Tezuka muttered softly ignoring the confusion he was sent from the lithe boy in front of him. "I just remember I have something to take care. Can I go now?"

Oishi eyed him curiously. Inui nodded. "Yes. But you have to memorize all those lines of yours…"

Tezuka didn't wait for Inui's answer. He sprinted his feet toward the fence door and vanished out of their eyes' sight.

"What happened to Buchou?" Echizen lifted his brow up. "He's been like that since yesterday."

Kikumaru shrugged putting both of his hands behind his head. "Who knows? He said he had something to handle, so he might be just worried about that."

Inui's glasses glinted and opened his notebook.

Fuji was so deep in thought. He'd never seen Tezuka like that before. It made him worried.

"I'll take my leave too." The brunet said and ran out of the court. "See you tomorrow!"

"Ah, hey! Seriously those guys…" Oishi sighed. "Keep things all to themselves like that…"

"First Fuji-senpai, now buchou and Fuji-senpai again? They surely have something behind us." Momoshiro guessed.

"Shuuuush." Kaidoh crossed his arms, deeply in thought.

The sound of notebook being shut got their attention. Inui stood upright. His glassed flashed.

"So that's how it is…" he murmured to himself. "Now I know why they've been acting so strangely these times."

"What do you mean by that Inui-senpai?" Kaidoh asked with everyone nodded in the background.

Inui looked at the other regulars whose faces were full of question signs. He grinned.

"With Fuji's strange act since Nationals ended and Tezuka is out of character whenever Otsuki-san is around." The data player said. "It's only one solution to this question."

And Inui smiled.