Real teaching, but diary flow

In any case, he can submit the content he has drawn now without having to go back and search for it everywhere.

"Give."

"...?"

With an incredibly smooth motion, Asakusa Tetsu pulled a voice recorder from his pocket.

Seeing Asakusa Tetsu running straight towards them, and the recording pen and note handed to him, the student in charge at the finish line was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take the note and recording pen.

Well... it's not uncommon for people to draw items they already have at the start of the game.

but......

He glanced down at the words on the note.

You really do carry a recording pen with you even during the game?!

A competition involving borrowing items.

End.

Four-way tug-of-war.

End.

A mixed-gender three-legged race.

Start.

Bound and pressed tightly together, the girl's calves radiated warmth from the close contact, and Ichinose Honami's scent was as clear as ever.

The moment the signal flare went off.

Asakusa Toru's catapult start.

Honami Ichinose's hair swayed in the air, her well-prepared training allowing her to remain calm and composed even in the face of unexpected speed, preventing her from falling.

The audience was incredibly noisy.

Crossing the finish line.

Then victory.

Thus, the sports festival came to its finale.

1200-meter relay race.

Although they upgraded many facilities in preparation for the visit, they tried their best to show more care and attention.

However, the school still couldn't afford to spend money overnight to upgrade the track to a single track that could accommodate twelve people at a time.

That's still a bit of a shame.

This means they need to rely on chaotic battles to make their sprint more impactful.

Fortunately, if a lead is achieved, the inside lane can be used to avoid a chaotic situation.

In other words, the class that maintains its lead from beginning to end has the greatest advantage.

The first baton was passed to Shibata by Asakusa Toru.

He is the fastest soccer player in the class after him, and taking an early lead can minimize the risk of defeat.

The physical fitness levels of high school students are actually quite varied. If we don't take into account a few exceptionally gifted individuals, it's really hard to find a student who is significantly better than the others.

At least for now, among the second and third-year students, there is no one who is faster than Shibata as the first runner.

"...You actually got a ticket to the game, huh?" Nagumo Masa, whose expression was slightly gloomy, glanced at the order of the first runners while waiting with Asakusa Tetsu in the last position and spoke.

Surprisingly, although Asakusa Tetsu won first place in each group match and accumulated a perfect score, Nagumo Masa did not start to interfere with his matches.

This was certainly not because Nan Yunya underestimated her opponent and thought he was no match for her.

In fact, after watching the game all day, he has come to realize just how formidable this guy is.

He will lose.

When Nagumo Masaru saw Asakusa Tetsu cross the finish line multiple times, this thought arose in his mind.

To secure his victory and hold onto his 20 million points, he had to take action.

That's what I think, and that's what I feel.

However, when Nan Yunya saw the girl in the stands who had been made to cry during halftime, she became somewhat unable to move.

Leaving aside the first-year homeroom teacher, their second-year homeroom teacher also paid close attention to the situation over there, frequently glancing in the direction of the audience.

Considering the invitation system for this sports festival, he could easily imagine what important figures would be in the stands.

If you can make a good impression on the other person, it will likely be a significant advantage after graduation.

This was Nan Yunya's first reaction.

Therefore, he inquired about the situation from his homeroom teacher.

Then, however, I received an extremely unexpected answer.

"That's Shiina Mashiro, a world-class oil painting genius, the active one." The homeroom teacher's calm words revealed a hint of adult relief: "She's still a minor."

"You'd better not mess with her, or else..."

The class teacher gave him a stern warning.

But Nan Yunya didn't take it to heart at all.

An active...world-class genius?

This was a realm that even he could hardly imagine, a realm that was difficult to reach.

Although Nan Yunya has always considered herself a genius and has never met her match over the years, always being number one.

But he didn't get so cocky as to compare himself to a world-class player.

Shouldn't world-class things be just background noise? Something casually mentioned in school courses, something that only exists in textbooks and news.

How could it exist in reality?

and......

He's still someone my age.

Girls of the same age?

If I were to say, if I were to say...

If we can defeat the other party... wouldn't that be like rising to the top in one step?

Although he found it somewhat absurd, the thought still popped into his head subconsciously.

It is not based on one's own abilities, but rather on riding on and relying on the abilities of others.

He did have that thought.

So when he saw Asakusa Tetsu and Shiina Mashiro staring at each other, his body moved forward before his mind could react.

To strike up a conversation, to show off, and to belittle others.

The usual trick.

An unexpected setback.

The first-year student was one step ahead of him in winning over the innocent girl who was known as a genius.

Jealousy, disbelief, and then...

The homeroom teacher issued another warning.

"I've told you time and time again, don't mess with her, don't mess with her, Nan Yun, won't you listen?"

"You think you're so great and awesome just because you've got control over the second year, right?"

"Let me tell you! Someone like you would be slapped to death as soon as you leave school!"

"Asakusa? A first-year student?"

"Are you kidding me? That's a first-grader thing, a first-grader problem. If you're not convinced, then show me how to win her heart!"

"But the premise is that you are not disliked by the other party."

"If she reports even one bad word about you to the school."

"Then you just wait and see what happens to you."

The homeroom teacher's words were very harsh, excessive, and downright explosive.

The words were so irritable that they shouldn't have been spoken by a homeroom teacher, so excessive that they shouldn't have been spoken by Nan Yunya's homeroom teacher, and so explosive that they shouldn't have been spoken by an adult.

But this is precisely the kind of advice that a class advisor should offer...

Brother, I finally managed to draw a top-tier SR card in Class B and was promoted to Class A. Both the bonus and the experience are within my grasp.

And you're telling me that this SR, because he saw a first-year SSR go to contact a world-class player outside the school, planned to rush up and die?

I'd be a disgrace to the class if I didn't give Nan Yun a good dressing down.

The school values ​​Shiina Mashiro so much, it's one thing for a first-year student like herself to act crazy and not bother to stop her.

Am I not even able to stop you, Nagumo?

Don't get arrogant because of a little achievement at school.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

What? Twenty million? You bet twenty million with that first-grader?

Win this head-on.

If you dare to make any small moves against a first-grader in front of her.

I definitely can't save you.

So, give me a head-on victory.

When you prove your talent.

Arrived.

So, Nan Yunya felt incredibly frustrated and became obedient and docile.

We've waited until now.

I can't hold back anymore. Shiina Mashiro is Shiina Mashiro, and you, Asakusa Tetsu, are Asakusa Tetsu.

What kind of skill is it to rely on a woman!

Mockery, mock him mercilessly, make harsh statements, and then completely crush him!

"But it doesn't matter. No matter what happens, I will be the one who wins in the end." Nan Yunya coldly watched Shibata Hayate, who was leading the pack.

There are still too many weak students and too few strong students in their class. Excluding themselves, they simply cannot gain much of a lead.

But it's okay.

He had investigated and found that the fastest batter in Class A was Shibata Hayate from the soccer club, and the remaining batters would soon regain the lead.

The advantage lies with me.

"Nagamo, and then...Asakusa?"

With a furrowed brow, Horikita Manabu, the student council president of Class 3-A who was on the same line as the last baton, cast his gaze.

"What are you doing...?"

"They made a bet, wagering 20 million on the winner of this sports festival, didn't you know, President?" a third-year student explained.

“No… I think I mentioned it.” Horikita Manabu pondered for a moment, then quickly recalled: “The scale of one or two such operations is truly impressive.”

Even for him, it's hard to say whether he could easily come up with 20 million during the crucial third year of high school.

The more you progress, the more crucial your personal points become.

Being able to put up a bet of 20 million, whether it's the party that proposes it or the party that accepts it.

They all look pretty casual.

"President Horikita, if I could, I'd really like to have a close match with you." Nan Yunya said softly, "But unfortunately, before I can face you, I might have to clean up some first-year students who don't know how to respect their seniors."

Nan Yunya was making some harsh remarks over there.