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“(Yawn—)” Asakusa Tetsu yawned quite decisively.

Their attitude was quite perfunctory.

1200-meter relay race.

The requirement is to select three boys and three girls from each class to form a six-legged relay team.

Without a doubt, the three boys in Class 1-A can only be Asakusa Toru, Shibata Hayate, and Kanzaki Ryuji.

If one person has a physical fitness level of B+ and the other has a physical fitness level of B, they won't be far apart; in fact, the former can gain a certain degree of lead.

After all, even in the entire first year, there are only a few people with an A in physical fitness.

The only ones who might affect the outcome of the competition are the three girls.

Honami Ichinose, Mio Ibuki, and Asako Amakura.

The physical abilities are C, B, and C in that order.

For a girl, that's pretty good.

Although it's not high, it shouldn't be too much of a burden.

Therefore, the outcome of this match was already decided.

No accidents.

"—You!" Nan Yunya was furious at his attitude.

He had never been looked down upon so much before.

“…Asakusa.” Without looking at Nagumo, Horikita Manabu looked directly at Asakusa Toru.

In this seemingly 'long-awaited reunion' occasion, we meet again after many months apart.

He wanted to ask the question that had been puzzling him for a while.

When exactly is this "next time" you mentioned?

That's right, next time.

It was around the time of the start of the semester, right after the club information session.

She was filled with anticipation, believing he would come as promised, and chose to join the student council.

As a result, not only did it not come after a day, but it didn't come for the entire following semester.

He never appeared in front of me.

It certainly wasn't because he was afraid of running into himself; Horikita Manabu certainly had that level of awareness.

Why would that be?

Horikita Manabu had countless possibilities in his mind, but in the end, this was the question he asked.

The student council has second-year and third-year students. Soon, the third-year students will be graduating, and he will have to hand over the student council affairs to Nagumo.

But a semester has passed and not a single first-year student has joined the student council.

...The initial decision to reject everyone, even if it meant "better to have none than to accept the wrong one," may have seemed too impulsive.

By now, no first-year student has any desire to join the student council.

This is a very serious problem.

If no new members join the student council by the time he graduates, the student council will face a generational gap.

Although he will soon be handing over the position to Nan Yunya, this problem should rightfully be a headache for Nan Yunya.

However, if possible, Horikita Manabu still wanted to invite Asakusa Toru to join the student council to check and balance Nagumo Masaru.

Even if it's just for the ringtone...

No, it's just that I don't want to see this school truly become what Nagumo described as 'meritocracy'.

Nan Yunya had previously stated to him that after he graduated and she handed over the position of student council president to him, she would do her best to make the school more merit-based.

There's no way to judge whether he's right or wrong.

He simply didn't really want to see that kind of scene.

Even though he will be graduating soon.

In the corner of my eye, I could see the figure of my younger sister, representing Class D of Grade 1, participating in the relay, moving, running, and sweating.

Somehow much, perhaps Lingyin...

There have been some changes.

he thinks.

Chapter 277【Paper Shuffle】

"Next time, um..."

When Horikita asked him this question, Asakusa Tetsu's thoughts were momentarily thrown into disarray.

But soon, he remembered.

...It seems, perhaps, probably.

I did say at the beginning of the semester that I would go to the student council office.

"Next time is next time, of course." He blinked and said casually, "Instead of that, Horikita, are you interested in placing a bet?"

Just call out their names!

The casual attitude he expressed in his words left the second and third graders around him somewhat speechless.

Isn't this attitude a bit too casual?

Horikita Manabu: "?"

"Twenty million, double that and you'll have forty million. If you win, you'll get forty million," Asakusa Tetsu said.

Aren't you tempted?

My heart is fluttering, of course it is.

Let alone forty million, he would want even a few million personal points.

As mentioned before, the closer you get to graduation, the more important it is to have enough personal points. What gives people a sense of security is the balance in their personal terminal account.

but.

"I'm not tempted."

He was the leader of Class 3-A.

We will not use the class's individual points reserve for such a meaningless trivial matter.

"Oh, really?" Despite being rejected, Asakusa Tetsu didn't show much disappointment. "That's certainly a shame."

"Yellow Hair".

He turned his head and looked at Nan Yunya.

Let's go.

As soon as he finished speaking, although Shibata Hayate had gained an early advantage, he was overtaken by Class 2-A in the later stages of the race, resulting in Class 2-A's fifth batter arriving first.

The baton has been passed on.

Suddenly grabbing the baton that was handed to her, Nan Yunya smiled and started running without saying a word.

Sure enough, no matter how much I pretend, I will still win in the end.

A premature start? Unfair competition? Did they miss the opportunity to compete against Horikita Manabu?

These are all unimportant, these are all irrelevant.

He will win 20 million.

Even though Asakusa Tetsu has that world-class genius behind him.

I'll win too!

Ultimately, this is a relay race. I didn't cheat at all. I'm the one who should win, and you're the only one who should lose.

The whistling wind brushed past my ears, and even though we had already created some distance, the cheers from the surrounding audience suddenly rose again.

From that moment on, Nan Yunya knew that the enemy behind her had also handed over the baton.

But so what?

With the advantage of starting first, he won't lose...

"--Too slow."

The moment the thought crossed my mind, an overwhelming aura that swept in from behind me made my heart pound.

Nan Yun's heart skipped a beat for a moment, the smile on his face froze, and he turned to look at the side with an incredulous expression.

But his gaze hadn't turned away yet, and the voice was still lingering in his ears.

The sound, whether it was a hallucination or not, exploded in his heart.

then.

Then, he was left with a significant distance.

"?!"

Nan Yunya's pupils suddenly contracted, and she subconsciously paused in her steps.

Just before he realized he needed to accelerate suddenly.

Asakusa Toru had already crossed the finish line.

The playground resounded with roaring cheers.

But none of these cheers were for themselves.

......

The sports festival has ended.

The final project, the final competition, the final relay.

Then, the bet was won.

Without even asking Nanumo Masayuki to settle the payment on the spot during the scoring, Asakusa Tetsu walked straight towards the girl next to him.

He also wanted to give Hayasaka Ai a few more words of advice regarding the rules for raising Shiina Mashiro.

Otherwise, that child would be really worrying.

However, he left, but behind him, although he was still faster and ahead of the other students, Nan Yunya, who was in second place with stiff steps, did not feel good after crossing the finish line.

He felt cold all over.

I was ignored.

Or rather, I was never taken seriously from beginning to end.

His goal from the beginning was 20 million points, and the moment the result was decided, he no longer cared about me.

Suddenly, I felt as if my pride had been shattered.

It was not a defeat in a head-on, exhilarating battle.

Instead, it fell into disrepair as if it were a roadside stall that had been completely ignored.

It's like... how I used to face ordinary people who were much weaker.

"Hehe, hehe, hehehehe..."

Nan Yunya suddenly smiled with relief.

So this is what overwhelming talent looks like.

It's surprising that a world-class genius would receive such attention from their homeroom teacher, while Asakusa Toru, who is undoubtedly a genius himself but whose status is uncertain, can so casually adopt such an attitude.

I......

"Nagamo-senpai, get ready to fulfill your promise."