Strategy! Welcome to the Free Haremism Classroom

"After all, the school has always claimed that it is absolutely fair."

Even the difference of a nose or a neck can determine the winner, which is quite in the style of the school.

"Kiyotaka, which group are you in for the 100-meter race?"

"Group seven, right?"

Kiyotaka glanced at the simple schedule and replied.

"It would be great if everything goes well. I will definitely try my best to cheer you on!"

Airi immediately turned into Kiyotaka's little fan girl, and started clenching her fists to cheer Kiyotaka on as if it was soon Kiyotaka's turn to go on stage. She looked so adorable.

Qingtaka was also amused by Airi and smiled.

"Then I will try my best not to come in last."

When Qinglong stated his goal without much ambition, the first-year boys had already started to gather and walk towards the playground for the competition.

Because Kiyotaka was in the seventh group, he waited on the side, while Sudo, who was in the first group, had already appeared on the track.

Because we just found out the order of appearance of other classes today, all the members of Class D were looking nervously in the direction of Sudo, hoping that he would boost the morale of Class D by running first.

"They all look like small fry, and there are also many fat and nerdy people. Sudo should be able to secure the first place, right?"

Qing Long heard what Chi said, and at a glance he indeed couldn't see anyone else in the class whose name he could name, so the rankings should be just as Chi said.

But in a sense, this is a loss for Class D. Just like Tian Ji's horse racing, other classes used inferior horses to directly exchange for Sudo's superior horse. But there is nothing they can do. This is also a kind of luck and they can only accept their fate.

In preparation for the competition, Sudo struck a very professional posture, with a calm and confident look on his face.

As the whistle blew, Sudo took a perfect start and ran out, gradually pulling away from the other players with an exaggerated distance, and won the first place with great ease.

As expected, the Doctor became a foil in this competition and took last place.

As soon as the competition ended, the second group of players were already in place, just like a rigorous assembly line, leaving no time for the spectators to savor the process.

"As expected of you, Sudou-kun."

Hirata, who was in my group, sighed.

"Yeah, it seems like the other classes are intimidated by his speed."

Sudo's speed undoubtedly became an eye-catching sight, and many classes silently labeled him as a strong enemy.

When it came to the third group, Kiyotaka finally saw people with names appearing, namely Katsuragi from Class A and Kamiki from Class B. On the other hand, Koenji, who was also the focus of attention in a certain sense, should have been in this group, but he was not seen on the track.

"Ah, I thought Kouenji-san was cooperating."

Hirata sighed and said as if he knew what happened.

In the end, the third group finished the competition with Shenqi first and Katsuragi third.

It was not until the end of the game that Kouenji's figure slowly emerged from the white house.

I guess he used some excuses like foot pain and dizziness to go in.

Soon it was Kiyotaka's group's turn. According to the arrangement, Kiyotaka's position was equivalent to that of a doctor and was to be consumed, while Hirata was to compete for a ranking.

Amid the cheers from Class D, Kiyotaka keenly noticed that Airi was cheering for Kiyotaka with her little face flushed red.

This was very strange for Airi, after all, she was usually taciturn and couldn't express herself in class, but at this moment she became the focus of everyone in Class D, but she seemed not to notice and cheered Kiyotaka with all her strength.

"Try a little harder and don't let her down."

Qing Long took it all in, muttering to himself.

The originally relaxed muscles began to tighten slightly, and after a slight adaptation, they entered the preparation state for running.

The whistle blew, and Kiyotaka began to slowly accelerate at a constant speed, maintaining the distance between the third and fourth place, while Hirata slowly overtook and squeezed into the battle for the first place.

It seemed that there was no extreme difference in running ability. They almost rushed forward together. When they were close to the finish line, Kiyotaka exerted a little force and took the third place with an extremely small gap. Hirata also won the first place with a difference of millimeters.

"You run surprisingly fast, Ayanokouji-san."

Hirata came over with a smile on his face and congratulated.

"My lucky little universe exploded."

Kiyotaka said weakly.

This ranking was an unexpected surprise, and it barely made up for the absence of Koenji, because the arrangements were made based on Kiyotaka getting the last place.

The two quickly slipped out of the runway and headed for the tent.

"Qinglong, you've worked hard!"

Airi blinked her eyes and came to Qinglong with water and a towel in her hands.

“I just came in third.”

Kiyotaka said with a smile.

“That’s great too!”

Airi is always like this, admiring everything Kiyotaka does, following and believing in him like a little fangirl.

"Where's Koenji?"

Qinglong asked, glancing around.

"I do not know."

Airi answered dumbly.

Kiyotaka and Hirata took a look and felt that something was wrong, so they immediately rushed to the infirmary, hoping that things would not turn out as they imagined.

"You bastard! Stop looking down on me. You actually missed the official competition!"

When the two arrived, the situation was almost out of control. Sudo clenched his fists and looked at Kouenji fiercely.

But Kouenji seemed not to hear anything and stared at his reflection in the glass narcissistically.

But Kouenji's actions were like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting Sudo's anger.

"It seems like you won't understand unless I beat you up! Kouenji!"

"Boy, I advise you not to do this. I am not feeling well today. I came here so as not to hold you back."

Kouenji said while ruffling his hair.

"Stop lying, asshole!"

Sudo couldn't bear it any longer, raised his fist and punched Kouenji.

Then, instead of being sent flying backwards, Kouenji, this eccentric man, firmly grasped Sudo's fist, making a crisp "snap" sound.

"Really? I told you not to do this. There's no way you can beat me, boy. Why do both you and her feel like they can't live without me?"

"She? Who are you talking about?"

"That cold girl you like, she also came to give me some advice today and told me to take the competition seriously. Is my charm already that great?"

Chapter 69: Ibuki in the Grove (Revised)

It seems that Horikita knew from the beginning that Kouenji would not take the competition seriously.

But it's also true that based on his performance on the uninhabited island, it's normal to have such speculation.

Sudo's fist was caught tightly by Kouenji, and Sudo had to use great strength to struggle free.

Seeing this, Hirata quickly walked between the two of them and said.

"Sudo, the next game is about to start. As a leader, you can't be absent."

Hirata began to persuade from Sudo's perspective.

"...Okay, I get it, I'll just go back."

Sudo agreed indignantly.

"Thank you."

Hirata said with a gentle smile on his face.

Back at the tent, Sudo seemed to be filled with anger that he couldn't vent, and everyone tried to comfort him upon seeing this.

Only Chi was fascinated by the beautiful sight of the girls running and didn't notice this scene.

"Sudo, where have you been? Your favorite game is about to start!"

The prop for venting his anger was delivered to his door, and Sudo used a headlock without hesitation.

"It hurts, it hurts, what are you doing?"

Chi started wailing at that moment.

"vent!"

"I give up, I give up!"

Regardless, everyone was very grateful to Ike, as he helped Sudo calm down.

"Hoo, hoo, I'm so tired. I feel like I can't breathe."

At this time, Airi, who had finished running, returned to the tent and sat down next to Qingtaka.

She smoothed out her rapid breath, then excitedly pressed against Qinglong, her full breasts wrapping Qinglong tightly.

"Qinglong, let me tell you, this is the first time I'm not the last one!"

It seemed like Airi had surpassed someone for the first time.

"Airi is awesome, but you have to be careful not to get too carried away. If you get too carried away, you'll get hurt easily."

Qinglong touched Ai Li's head imperceptibly and spoke softly.

"Yeah, I know!"

Airi squinted her eyes and smiled with satisfaction, just like a kitten snoring comfortably after its fur was stroked.

"The last match is with Sister Suzune. She should be fine."

"As for motor skills, she's not bad."

Qinglong commented objectively.

The last match was on the road.

Kiyotaka noticed that besides Horikita, there was another interesting figure on the field.

"I didn't expect Ibuki to be in a group with Horikita. What a wonderful combination."

Kikyo learned a lot about the events on the uninhabited island later on. At this time, she moved to the other side of Qingtaka and spoke.

"Qinglong, who do you think will win?"

Kikyo stuck out her tongue playfully and looked at Qinglong.

"Who knows? They all have similar abilities."

Qinglong shook his head and responded calmly.

The start signal sounded and all the participants got into position to prepare for the race.

Horikita and Ibuki squatted down at the same time and supported themselves with their hands. Kiyotaka looked at the extent to which their breasts sank and felt that Horikita had already lost, and lost completely.

This is a sad fact.

When the whistle sounded, Ibuki took a perfect start at the first moment. Although Horikita was a beat late, he quickly sped up and gradually approached Ibuki.

Although Ibuki had a perfect start, she seemed to focus most of her attention on Horikita, causing her sprinting speed to not be very fast.

In the final stage, Horikita showed a confident look throughout the whole process and surpassed Ibuki to grab the first place in one fell swoop. Even the huge chest of Ibuki still couldn't make up for the gap between the two.

This race became a show for the two of them. The two of them left everyone behind far behind. Horikita always maintained this subtle gap until the finish line.

Ibuki stood beside Horikita, panting. Her intense breathing caused her two peaks to tremble and shake. She kicked the ground unwillingly. She glanced at the direction of Kiyotaka from Class D and then walked towards the white camp.

“It was a close call.”

Kiyotaka approached Horikita who had just returned with a towel and started talking to her.

“I think so too, but I am number one.”

Horikita naturally took the towel and wiped her face, saying it as a matter of course.