Prince of Tennis BL: Atobe Youhua

...Actually, after writing so many chapters, even I, Nangong, don't know what I'm trying to write anymore.

It's as bland as running water, or perhaps even blander. At least running water sometimes makes a pleasant babbling sound, but my writing... it's as plain as broth. ==

Don't expect an interesting plot in this story. My style tends to be cool and subdued, with a touch of sadness. (I never thought my writing would turn out like this either... ==) I haven't quite found my direction, I like a warm and cozy atmosphere, and there won't be much of a proper plot. The story isn't tightly planned, the writing isn't dazzling, and the structure is loose. Sometimes I even wallow in sorrow for no reason. All in all, it's a very poor story, though that doesn't mean it has no redeeming qualities. (I'm praising myself, of course.)

Also, I like flat-chested shou characters; it's just a personal preference. So in some ways, the protagonist is very weak, extremely and unbelievably weak. But he definitely won't turn into a sissy. I'll do my best to write him as weak, but with a style of his own.

I consider myself very, very lazy. The fact that I managed to revise the blurb and write this much is already pretty impressive. So, dear readers, please hope I'll get more diligent.

Sorry to disappoint you... ==

And now, about the main character pairings.

I can't say for sure whether this will be an NP story.

If you've read all that and still want to come in, go ahead.

Nangong is willing to accept criticism, but I can't accept malicious reviews.

...That's all.