In the bustling halls of Shohoku High, where the echoes of basketball games reverberated, Mitsui Hisashi found himself in an unexpected role: love guru to his teammate and friend, Miyagi Ryota. Despite Mitsui's lack of romantic experience, Miyagi had turned to him for advice in matters of the heart, much to Mitsui's bemusement.
It all began one afternoon during basketball practice when Miyagi approached Mitsui with a sheepish grin on his face, clutching a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.
"Mitsui san, can I talk to you for a sec?" Miyagi asked, his voice tinged with nervousness.
Mitsui raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Miyagi's sudden seriousness. "Sure Miyagi, what's up?"
Miyagi hesitated for a moment before thrusting the paper into Mitsui's hand. "It's a love letter... I want to give it to Aya chan, but I don't know if it's any good. Can you give it a read and tell me what you think?"
Mitsui blinked in surprise, never having expected Miyagi to come to him for romantic advice. He unfolded the crumpled paper and scanned its contents, trying to suppress a grin at the earnestness of Miyagi's words.
"Well, it's certainly... heartfelt," Mitsui remarked diplomatically, trying not to laugh at Miyagi's earnest attempt at poetry.
Miyagi's face fell. "Is it that bad?"
Mitsui shook his head, his amusement getting the better of him. "No, no, it's just... maybe a little too poetic for Ayako's taste. You might want to dial it back a bit."
Miyagi sighed in relief, grateful for Mitsui's honesty. "Thanks, Mitsui san. You're a lifesaver."
From that day on, Mitsui found himself bombarded with requests for love advice from Miyagi, each more hilarious than the last.
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"Hey, Mitsui san, what do you think of this text message? Too desperate?" Miyagi asked, shoving his phone under Mitsui's nose.
Mitsui squinted at the screen, trying to decipher the jumble of emojis and exclamation marks. "Uh... maybe tone down the emojis a bit. And lose the caps lock."
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Miyagi nodded, furiously tapping away on his phone. "Got it. Thanks, man!"
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"Mitsui san, Mitsui san, I need your help!" Miyagi burst into the locker room, a panicked expression on his face.
Mitsui looked up from tying his shoelaces, eyebrows raised in curiosity. "What's wrong?"
"I accidentally called Aya chan by my ex-girlfriend's name!" Miyagi exclaimed, looking like he was about to hyperventilate.
Mitsui stifled a laugh, trying to maintain a straight face. "Okay, okay, calm down. Just apologize and explain it was a slip of the tongue. She'll understand."
Miyagi nodded, taking deep breaths to steady his nerves. "Right, right. Thanks, Mitsui san. You're a godsend."
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Their interactions were filled with laughter and absurdity, as Mitsui dispensed sage wisdom despite his own lack of romantic experience. And through it all, their friendship deepened, cemented by their shared moments of vulnerability and laughter.
As they walked to the school gate after practice, the sunset painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, Mitsui couldn't help but marvel at the unexpected turn his life had taken. He may not have had a girlfriend before, but in Miyagi's eyes, he was a love guru, and that was more than enough for him.
Just then, Sakuragi, the resident troublemaker of the team, sauntered over with a smirk on his face. "Hey, Mitchi, I heard you're giving out love advice now. Didn't know you were such an expert on romance."
Mitsui bristled at Sakuragi's teasing, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up his neck. But before he could respond, Miyagi stepped in, a protective glint in his eyes.
"Hey, lay off, Sakuragi. Mitsui san's been a huge help to me, and I appreciate it," Miyagi said, shooting Sakuragi a warning glare.
Sakuragi raised his hands in mock surrender, but his grin remained firmly in place. "Alright, alright, no need to get defensive. Just didn't know Mitchi had a hidden talent for love advice."
Mitsui couldn't help but smile at Miyagi's defense, grateful for his friend's unwavering support.
Miyagi turned to Mitsui, a grateful smile on his face. "Seriously, Mitsui san, I don't know what I'd do without your advice. You're the best."
Mitsui's heart warmed at Miyagi's words, knowing that even if he lacked experience in love, his friendship with Miyagi was worth more than any romantic escapade.
And as they strolled side by side, the gentle breeze whispering through the air, Mitsui felt a sense of reassurance settle over him. In the quiet companionship of their walk, he knew with absolute certainty that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he could always count on Miyagi to have his back.