Prince of Tennis: Walking Through the Winter Night

The road ahead stretches on. All our lives, what we search for

is nothing more than a gentle embrace.

"Zhiye, don't be afraid. I'm here." Yukimura Seiichi pushed through the crowd of onlookers and gathered the terrified girl into his arms, gently patting her back.

Ogata Zhiye stared blankly at him. All the fear she had suppressed for so long finally burst into tears when she saw him again. Clutching his clothes tightly, she cried, "Yuki, Yukimura... What do I do...?"

Later, at their wedding, Ogata Zhiye wore the wedding dress Yukimura Seiichi had designed himself and held a bouquet of cornflowers and roses. She said to him, "I used to think I was a cloud in the sky, drifting aimlessly. Over the past twenty-two years, I met many people. They were all like clouds blown in by the wind, and in the end, they always drifted away. But at last, I met you..."

Yukimura Seiichi wiped away her tears, lifted her left hand, slipped a ring onto her ring finger, and kissed it. "From now on, we'll be clouds in the same sky."

Reading Guide:

1. Doesn't follow the Prince of Tennis storyline. Short story.

2. Happy ending, one-on-one romance, with both sweet and angsty moments.

3. See the author's other stories featuring Yukimura in the author's collection.

Theme: Yukimura is my love!