\nJust being an angel didn’t qualify Raphael as a particularly nice person. In fact,
\nhe’d be the first to admit that he wasn’t even a particularly good person. He
\nwas a philanderer—all right, a recently reformed philanderer—and vain, self-centered,
\nand arrogant to boot. It wasn’t his style to go out of his way for anyone or anything
\nwithout some sort of compensation in the offing.<\/p>\n
\nBut as far as the Seigaku Regulars were concerned, Raphael was a saint, despite
\nhis many flaws. <\/p>\n
\nIt wasn’t because he’d healed Tezuka’s shoulder, or Oishi’s wrist, or assured
\nMomo that, indeed, his ankle was just fine so-stop-pestering-me-damn-it. It wasn’t
\nbecause he’d given Inui advice about training schedules, or that he could make
\na homework migraine vanish with a glance.<\/p>\n
\nIt was what he didn’t do that qualified him for canonization in their eyes.\n<\/p>\n
Horio waved his banner. I’ve had laryngitis for weeks!<\/strong> it Raphael ignored him, and indeed, peace reigned upon the Seigaku tennis courts. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Raphael earns the gratitude of Seigaku.
\n read. Do something!<\/strong>\n<\/p>\n