My girlfriend is Saiki Kusunoki

As the sun sets, Miki cries and tells Yamamoto that she loves Ōkawara.

Then Okawara told Yamamoto the truth of the matter.

Then, Yamamoto revealed that he had always liked Okawara.

Finally, Okawara and Yamamoto embraced each other, their shadows stretching incredibly long in the setting sun.

Okay, the world where only Miki is injured is finally over.

No, that's not right either. At least Nanzi suffered psychological trauma and had a momentary urge to destroy the world.

How could such a terrible and melodramatic story exist in the world?

The author who came up with this kind of plot must have a serious brain problem.

At this moment, Nanko couldn't help but look at Naoto.

If Naoto and Sakuta were like that, imagining themselves embracing each other, Kusuko might actually throw up and then destroy the world in the next second.

Just thinking about that terrifying scene made even the superpower controller that Nanko had hidden start to smoke.

"Huh? Naoto, aren't you feeling a little cold?"

"A little, maybe it's because it's only early spring? Probably..."

The two people being stared at by Nanzi had a bad feeling. What had they done to offend anyone?

Chapter 119: Naoto, the Rescuer Begins

“I said, it’s about time to give up. This is really pointless.”

Naoto, sitting in the cheerleading section, was watching the game with boredom, wondering if he should secretly take out his manga sketch paper and start drawing.

The class went from being full of fighting spirit at the beginning to being completely dead fish now, and the whole process only took an hour.

The gap is simply too large.

PK Academy calculates the total score based on the top three finishers.

First place gets 3 points, second place gets 2 points, third place gets 1 point, and the rest get no points.

At this point, the ranking of the Naoto class was only slightly better than last year, but it was still fifth from the bottom. Compared to the third class that they were going to challenge, it was far inferior.

At first, everyone was determined to give it their all, but eventually, they lost their enthusiasm.

Ultimately, a week of training time is far too short. For a group of high school students who don't usually exercise much, it's simply impossible to become top athletes in just one week.

In Naoto's opinion, given the current morale of his class, it was impossible for them to overtake Class 3.

"No, I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on any longer."

Just as the members of the Naoto class were feeling disheartened and preparing to give up, the class leader, Ogahara, suddenly collapsed from exhaustion.

This completely stunned the entire class.

"Doctor! Come quick! Someone has fallen here!"

Upon seeing their class monitor fall to the ground, a group of students rushed over to check on him.

"Squad leader, are you alright? Are you okay?"

"Ahem, sorry everyone, I think I'm... I'm done for. The rest is up to you. Class One... absolutely cannot..."

"Squad leader!!!"

For some reason, the situation felt like an older brother entrusting his will to someone on his deathbed, and a tragic atmosphere permeated the air.

At this moment, the school doctor walked over and slowly shook his head, as if declaring that his class monitor was beyond saving.

"What's happening here?"

Looking at the plot unfolding before me, which resembles a comic book story, my mind is being challenged.

"Well, it's probably because the exercise was too strenuous, which caused him to faint from exhaustion."

Meanwhile, Sakuta started to speculate. Thinking about it carefully, what normal person would sign up for four or five events in a row and then rush to participate like that?

Rather, it's more accurate to say that this person's physical condition is truly remarkable, given that he only just fainted.

Just as Sakuta had guessed, after checking on the class president's condition, the doctor immediately carried him out and gave him a glucose injection.

It's not that serious, but the troubles that Class One is facing now seem to be even bigger.

"So, who will replace the class monitor next?"

When someone asked the question, everyone in the class fell silent.

As things stand, seeing a group of boys who are practically lifeless, asking them to continue exercising is practically tantamount to suicide.

With this level of fighting ability, it's not even as good as finding a girl in the class.

"So what should we do? We can't just have everyone else forfeit, can we?"

"The key is that the relay race is coming up soon, and if the squad leader isn't here, we'll be one person short."

"Oh no, where are we going to find a guy to fill in now?"

For some reason, as these people were talking, their eyes started to wander over and then all focused on Naoto.

If we're talking about who has the most stamina left, there's no doubt it's Naoto, since he hasn't really moved much since the beginning.

Moreover, during training, everyone noticed that Naoto didn't seem to be the type who would collapse on the ground with the slightest movement, as everyone had imagined. On the contrary, he was even more physically fit than most of the boys in the class.

However, since everyone had already been assigned tasks during training, Naoto wasn't allowed to participate.

Unexpectedly, after the unexpected situation occurred, things turned out the way they are now.

"Sigh~ I knew it would turn out like this."

For some reason, the moment the class monitor fell, Naoto felt as if he might be about to follow her down.

Rather, this trouble was bound to find Zhi Ren sooner or later. As Nanzi's boyfriend, he had long been prepared for this.

Just like in the original manga, anyone who has a connection with Kusuo's train will be entangled in all sorts of bizarre things. Things that ordinary people would never encounter, they might encounter a dozen times a week.

This might be because as long as Nanxiong exists in this world, it will automatically attract all sorts of strange things.

Moreover, the closer one is to Kusuo, the more likely they are to be plagued by strange things. Naoto also encountered all sorts of troubles from a young age.

Especially after becoming boyfriend and girlfriend with Nanko this year, they even encountered the situation of two major publishing houses attacking JUMP. Such things were as easy as water.

"Naoto-kun! Please! No matter what, please take the place of the class president from now on! You're the only one in the class who can still fight!"

"That's right! Our squad leader entrusted his will to us before he died, and now we have no choice but to fight! Naoto, you understand!"

"Hey! Okawara isn't dead yet! And what do I know? Can you guys be normal?"

At this point, even the straight people were speechless at the sheer absurdity of this group of clowns.

What's wrong with you guys today? You're never this energetic before! You're all too into character!

Although that's what he said, Naoto knew he probably had no choice but to go. After all, if he didn't go, his class would likely have to give up on the rest of the competition.

While it's true that Naoto himself doesn't care about winning or losing, asking him to abandon the group and give up on himself is unacceptable.

He can slack off when he's not needed, but when he is, he naturally won't hide in the background.

"Alright then, since you've all said so, I'll go up."

Faced with requests from the other students in the class, Naoto had no choice but to reluctantly go.

At the same time, Naoto was also thinking that his physical attributes, which were given to him by the system, could no longer be hidden.

"Huh? Class One changed their participants?"

At this time, the student council also received a request from Naoto's class to replace the contestant. When they saw Naoto's name, they were immediately filled with questions.

Is Class One completely deserted? Why is even their own cartoonist starting to participate?

Chapter 120: The straight man starts to dominate the scene!

"What's going on? Class 1 actually sent that Naoto Yamashita up there?"

When the students at the school saw Naoto standing on the track, they couldn't help but wonder.

Honestly, there might be people in this school who don't know Yukino, and there might be people who don't know Mai, but to say that someone doesn't know Naoto is really hard to find.

After all, this person makes big news every few days, which is really terrifying. Even if you haven't met him in person, you've at least heard about this kind of thing from others.

After everyone saw the class monitor of the Naoto class fall down, they thought that they would quit because there was one less person.

Unexpectedly, they sent Naoto instead.

"Is Zhiren going to participate in the competition? No way! Is Zhiren really capable of doing it?"

Even Moritaka and Akito, both from the first-year team, were quite curious about Naoto standing on the track.

The fact that Naoto is in good health is actually unknown to everyone except for Nanako; even Naoto's good friends, such as Sakuta, don't know it.

Naoto has always been perceived as a shut-in who focuses solely on drawing.

But this otaku actually participated in the relay race at the sports festival, and even played the most crucial last leg. That's just too outrageous!

At this moment, Naoto didn't care about what others thought.

After completing his warm-up exercises, he stood obediently on the track.

"Excuse me, are you really Naoto Yamashita, ONE-sensei?"

"Huh? Yes, it is. What's wrong?"

Just as Naoto was concentrating, several people standing on other tracks surrounded him, staring intently at him like idols.

Such intense stares made Naoto feel somewhat uncomfortable for a moment.

"It really is you! I can't believe you're participating in the sports festival! And you're even on the same track as me! Oh my god!"

"It really is ONE-sensei! ONE-sensei, I'm such a fan! I love your comics so much, please give me an autograph!"

Naoto really didn't expect that he would actually run into his fans just because he participated in a relay race.

It was supposed to be a relay race, but how did it suddenly turn into a gathering of straight fans?

This bizarre development was so strange that even the people in the stands found it very odd.