A newbie's anime life diary

And so, a week passed uneventfully, and amidst much anticipation, the Soubu High School Sports Festival began.

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I squeezed in some time to write this, so I'll start with 2K, and there'll be a 3K one later.

Chapter 152 Friendship First, Competition Second (smiley face)

Zongwu High School is actually quite good in all aspects. Its teaching staff and learning environment are both excellent.

The only point is that Yukiteru actually complained about it a long time ago.

Why do the school's sports uniforms have to be so green?

Fortunately, the so-called "forgiveness green" meme hasn't spread anywhere, and Xuehui has selectively forgotten about it. However, looking at the green crowd on the playground today, he still can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Well, it is quite interesting in some ways, a rare sight indeed."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Hearing Yukiteru's mutterings from ahead, Hikigaya turned around and asked.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking that we're really unlucky. Looking at the Red Team, especially the boys, they really don't have any fighting power."

Xuehui wasn't making excuses. First of all, there was no behind-the-scenes manipulation, but in sports clubs, especially the soccer and track and field clubs, 80% of the members were indeed on the white team, which meant that the proportion of high-level players was much lower.

As for the girls, although Xuehui can't tell much, it's probably a 50/50 chance, as both sides are quite confident.

Hikigaya sighed slightly as he listened to Yukiteru's words: "Whatever happens, I just hope the score gap doesn't get too big, otherwise it won't be fun at all."

"Scores? This should be more than that." After saying this softly, Yukihiro patted Hachiman on the shoulder. Hachiman had also seen the principal and a group of teachers appearing at the edge of the playground, and the two of them walked into the line.

After the usual opening remarks, the sports festival officially began.

Although it was only a one-day event, the program was exceptionally diverse. A large portion of the traditional programs were removed and replaced with new programs that combined fun and competition, which surprisingly sparked everyone's interest.

Large team events were placed in the middle and later stages, while traditional sports were placed at the beginning, which can be seen as saving the most interesting ones for last.

"Ugh, what bad luck! It's my turn right at the beginning? But thankfully, events like the 1000 meters have all been removed, otherwise even if I wasn't tired, I wouldn't want to participate."

As Xuehui heard the announcement of the men's 200-meter sprint on the radio, he shook his head with a troubled expression.

"Since you've made up your mind, then participate wholeheartedly." Yukino said calmly beside her. Although the sports festival events are open to all grades and there are no preliminary rounds, and ordinary students would have no chance against those track and field club members, Yukino wasn't worried at all if it were Yukiteru.

"Yes, yes, Yukiteru-kun, it's all about participation. It's okay to lose." Yuihama also had an encouraging expression on her face, which made Yukiteru extremely embarrassed.

"Tell me, when did you start to have the illusion that I would lose?"

“Huh? But most of our opponents are from the track and field club!” Yuihama said, looking at Yukiteru with a matter of course. “I know you’re good at sports, Yukiteru-kun, but that doesn’t mean you can beat the track and field club members. They’re all very good at sprinting.”

Well, Yuihama's explanation makes sense for most people, but it doesn't apply to Yukiteru. Even without cheating, in terms of physical fitness and stamina, he's no less than a professional athlete, or rather, he'd be bullying someone.

Yukihira listened to Yuihama's words and revealed a mischievous smile, saying, "In that case, how about we make a bet? If I get first place later, you treat us to juice at noon, how about that? Otherwise, I'll treat you."

Just then, Hachiman tried to stop them, but it was too late. Yui nodded without hesitation: "Okay, no problem."

This kid is hopeless... Watching Yukiteru leave the group with a big smile and walk away, Hikigaya looked on with regret.

Yuihama was quite surprised when she saw this, and then she noticed that Yukino was also looking around calmly.

"Xiaoxue, aren't you worried at all?"

Yukino, having regained her senses, looked at Yuihama and said, "Don't worry, I won't pick any expensive drinks that will bankrupt your wallet."

"Oh, I see. Xiaoxue, you're so kind! Oh my god!!!!"

After telling Yuihama this cruel truth, Yukino looked around again. She hadn't seen Utaha since they parted ways that morning. Where did she go?

Finally, unable to find it, she had no choice but to go to the starting point of the race track with Yui and the others.

"200 meters? Well, consider it a warm-up."

Looking at the other seven students competing to his left and right, all of whom had changed into athletic shorts, Xuehui looked at his own jacket, thought for a moment, and decided not to take it off.

"Having to put it back on after the run is such a hassle. But wouldn't that make me look like I'm showing off? Hmm... winning first place by surpassing the track and field team will already attract attention, so what's a little more?"

And so, Xuehui stood out awkwardly among the other seemingly very professional competitions, yawning from time to time.

"Isn't he being a little too dismissive?" In the crowd, Hachiman watched Yukiteru's actions and slightly twitched the corners of his mouth.

Yuihama nodded in agreement, but Yukino remained unconcerned, feeling that it was unfair for Yukiteru to compete in such a competition.

"preparation!"

Following the referee's instructions, all eight participants, four white teams and four red teams, stepped onto the starting blocks, lowered their bodies, and placed their hands on the ground.

The surrounding noise gradually subsided, accompanied by the referee's movements and the pressing of the finger on the starting pistol.

"Snapped!"

As the competition began, all eight athletes sprinted off in an instant. The students watching all assumed that the winner would be one of the track and field team members who had trained for years.

However, a boy who hadn't even taken off his tracksuit jacket and was still wearing long pants actually started half a beat slower, quickly overtook the original leader, and then crossed the finish line with a one-body-length advantage!

Not only the students around them and the participating students, but even the judges at the finish line were stunned.

It's important to know that, unlike the later events, the referees for these earlier events were all physical education teachers, and these teachers were professional instructors specifically responsible for the track and field department's training.

"When did such a formidable student emerge?" The referee looked at his colleague, who shook his head and said, "I only knew that he usually performed quite well in PE class, but I didn't expect his physical fitness to be this good."

"Then do you think it's possible to recruit him into the track and field department?"

"Don't even think about it. He's the top student in the grade. How could he possibly have the time for that?"

"..."

At the finish line, after confirming with the student who had recorded the data, Xuehui stood there relaxed. He had been relatively restrained earlier, not widening the gap too much, and was still within the normal range. Others were only slightly surprised; apart from the professional teachers, no one was too shocked.

"However, it really doesn't even qualify as a warm-up."

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuki-kun."

Suddenly, Shiyu's voice came from behind. Turning around, he saw that she was holding a sports drink bottle and pressing it against Xuehui's face.

"Thanks." Although he didn't find it offensive at all, Xuehui still took the drink, unscrewed it, and started drinking. Shiyu watched with a smile. Even though she was on the white team, Shiyu still felt a sense of pride seeing Xuehui cross the finish line first.

Her act of "defecting to the enemy" was extremely distressing to the boys on the white team.

Although it was just a regular competition, it was heartbreaking to see such a beautiful girl openly defect to the enemy!

However, Shiyu didn't care at all and continued chatting with Xuehui, even taking out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe away non-existent sweat from Xuehui.

Yeah, it's not just unpleasant, I was also forced to watch their lovey-dovey moments.

Wait, doesn't this guy have a girlfriend? Everyone around Xuehui had this question on their minds.

"I was wondering why I hadn't seen you before. Turns out you were at the finish line."

As they were chatting, Yukino finally found the finish line and understood the other party's intentions. However, she didn't say anything at this point. From a competition perspective, Utaha's blatant defection could be seen as effectively damaging the opponent's morale, coinciding with Yukiteru's victory.

The only downside was the suspicious looks from those around them, including Hitachi and Hachiman, who were also looking on with puzzled expressions.

Fortunately, Xuehui hadn't lost his mind. He glanced helplessly at Shiyu, who was still smiling and showed no remorse, and then suggested, "My event is still 20 minutes away. Let's find a place to watch the competition first."

Then, amidst the disappointed looks of everyone who hadn't witnessed the so-called chaotic scene, he led the group away from the scene.

The competition continued smoothly. The only downside was that although Xuehui got off to a winning start, in the individual races, all athletes who ranked would receive points based on the number of participants. In the 200-meter race, the top five finishers all contributed points. Besides Xuehui's first place and another member of the red team who finished fifth, the white team swept the second, third, and fourth places, putting them slightly behind in points. In the subsequent women's races, the white team also led, and their advantage gradually widened.

Twenty minutes later, Xuehui returned to the track to participate in the 8x100 meter relay. This time, he was quite different from before, attracting a lot of attention.

Standing on the track, Hayama Hayato looked at Yukiteru, who was one track away from him, and said with a smile, "It seems we're both the last runners, but overall, we still have the advantage, Hiratsuka-kun."

"Well, sometimes you shouldn't be too confident. It's not hard to turn a slight disadvantage around," Xuehui replied with a faint smile.

Hayama also stretched his arms and legs and said, "In short, friendship comes first, competition second. Let's cheer each other on."

Is it true that friendship comes first and competition second? But on the field, nobody doesn't want to win, right?

"How about we take this more seriously?" Xuehui revealed a confident smile.

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It's getting late, sorry.

I can resume normal updates tomorrow, and I'll also post three more chapters.

Chapter 153 Various Torture-Inducing Projects (1/3)

The starting gun fired, and the relay race was divided into four teams, two in red and two in white. Just as Ye Shan had said before, they did indeed have the advantage at this point.

The first leg started, and the white team took the lead right away. Although the red team had sent out all their best students, they still managed to pull away from the white team as they tried to catch up.

Gradually, looking at the white team's seventh runner who had already taken over the baton, and his own teammate on the red team who was already almost 10 meters behind, Xuehui shrugged and looked at Yeshan, saying, "Yeshan-kun, you'd better run faster later."

"Huh?" Ye Shan looked at Xue Hui with some surprise. They already had such a huge advantage, so why was the other party saying such things? Shouldn't they be about to give up at this point?

Before he could think further, the 100-meter distance was over in the blink of an eye. Ye Shan immediately took the baton and sprinted towards the finish line. The students around him cheered him on with enthusiastic shouts.

Yes, most of them are girls.

"Well, 10 meters isn't too much." Seeing his teammate charging towards him with all his might, Xuehui stretched his ankles and reached his hands behind him.

"Snapped!"

Gripping the baton that was handed to him tightly, Xuehui's eyes narrowed as he watched Hayama Hayato, who had already started running, sprint off. Compared to the previous sprints, given this disadvantage, he could only put in more effort.

Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters...

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, Xuehui maintained his high speed and caught up with Yeshan within 60 meters, falling just one body length behind.

"I told you, you need to run faster!"

Just as Hayama was looking at the finish line, which was almost within reach, and a victorious smile appeared on his face, Yuki's voice came clearly from behind him, instantly extinguishing his excitement.

Glancing to the side, Ye Shan was shocked to find that Yukiteru had somehow appeared at the same level as him.

How...is this possible?!