Crossover anime, Hachiman's childhood friend's growth diary

"No, even if you beg me like this, it won't work. In the end, I have absolutely no athletic ability."

Hachiman shrugged. "Besides, it's just a game. Losing won't matter. It won't affect my future school admission or anything."

"Well, that's what they say, but don't you feel really resentful?"

Hongxia had originally planned to give up, but she couldn't hold back any longer when she heard the provocations from other classes. It was as if a volcano called competitive spirit was erupting behind her!

"I think so!"

Yamada Ryo earnestly echoed.

No, what business is it of yours? Go back to your own classroom right now!

Hikigaya scratched the back of his head in frustration.

In fact, he did have a way to turn the tide, but if he used it, his boring elementary school life would have another dark chapter, and the worst kind of one at that!

Having finally been reborn, he had no intention of repeating the mistakes of his previous life.

Nishimiya Shoko gently nudged Hachiman from behind, then held up her notebook:

【I'm sorry, Hachiman, Nijika just wanted to win, please don't be angry with her.】

Chapter 69 Disobedient students need to be properly educated.

Glass-chan is so cute, come here to your brother.

With a doting smile on his face, just as Hachiman was about to reach out and touch the girl, all sorts of embarrassing memories flooded his mind like a tsunami, and he quickly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

No, no, if I were to make a move here, it would definitely be considered sexual harassment.

Looking at Nishimiya Shoko, who was still unaware of what had happened, Hikigaya, who was still in shock, breathed a long sigh of relief. He was glad that he had avoided the Prison Eight ending, and he also said that he was not angry with Nijika.

"I understand how Ichichi feels, so don't worry about it."

"Okay."

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Nishimiya Shoko showed a relaxed expression.

On the other side, after Hikigaya explicitly refused to participate in the long-distance race, Nijika leaned back in her chair dejectedly, looking sullen.

Why does this child care so much about meaningless group honors?

As a lone wolf, Hachiman has little interest in the so-called team, but he is not incapable of understanding other people's obsession with teamwork.

If we let the Red Team lose here, those guys will be really upset tonight.

They'll find all sorts of excuses to bother me then. Ugh, I might as well embarrass myself on the sports field.

After struggling with the decision for a while, Hachiman quickly made a decision.

"Ichichi-kun, I have a plan, although I'm not sure if it will succeed. Would you like to hear it?"

"Of course we will! Ah, I knew Hachiman would help us!"

Hongxia, who had been listless just moments before, immediately perked up after hearing those words, as if she had anticipated Hikigaya's behavior.

Hey, that's a really fast change of heart.

Hachiman mentally scoffed, but for some reason, seeing the other person's cheerful expression gave him a sense of satisfaction.

No, that must be an illusion.

I did this simply to avoid trouble.

"Overall, this plan is quite difficult to implement; a mistake in any link along the way could lead to failure."

Hikigaya briefly summarized, "And later, I might have to ask Ijichi to persuade the other students in the class."

"I'm fine!"

Hongxia patted her chest happily. As the class's social minister, she was fully confident in her social skills.

"Yes, also, I need Yamada's help."

Hikigaya nodded, then turned his gaze to Yamada Ryo.

To complete the plan, the support of Class D is essential, and the only point of contact between Hachiman and Class D is Yamada Ryo.

If she agrees to help, the rest will be simple.

Yamada Ryo, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation, blinked and gave a soft hum without hesitation:

"Hmph, as expected, I am the main character."

Hachiman hesitated for a moment, then decided to go along with what the other person was saying:

"Uh, that's right, Yamada is the most important person in this plan."

"Then there's nothing I can do. Leave everything to me, I'll take care of it."

"Ah."

After receiving responses from several people, Hachiman began to explain earnestly:

"Listen carefully, my idea is..."

……

In the referee's rest area, under a parasol, Ms. Koba, dressed in a white uniform, was chatting with her colleague and high school classmate, Kanatsu Konami.

"Hey, Xiaoba, how did you suddenly go from being a caregiver to a homeroom teacher?!"

Hearing her friend's question, Ms. Xiaoba tossed her long, light gray hair aside, revealing her beautifully shaped earlobes, and said softly with a hint of pride in her voice:

"Well, you'll have to ask one of my cute classmates about that."

"Hey, what does this have to do with students?"

Kanatsu Konami rested her chin on her hand and said, "Speaking of which, although Takeuchi is a bit lazy, his actual character is not bad, right?"

Upon hearing these words, Mr. Xiaoba's expression changed, and he looked at his naive friend with a strange expression.

She originally thought Ganxia Gunami just looked silly, but she didn't expect her taste to be so bad.

"Xiao Ba, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Well, Gan Xia, your understanding of men is as bad as ever."

"Sigh, what does this have to do with me?"

Ms. Xiaoba withdrew her gaze, calmly shook her head, and then raised the corners of her mouth to say:

"Gan Xia, next time you meet someone you think is a good match, please bring them over for me to see. As your most reliable friend, I will help you to carefully select them."

"Oh, is that alright? Since you've said so, Xiaoba, then I'll have to trouble you then!"

"Hmph~"

Just as the two were having a lively conversation, a short, incongruous figure walked over from the side.

"Xiao Ba, is that cute boy a student in your class?"

Ganxia Gunami poked Koba-sensei's soft waist and abdomen, and said while facing the other side. Koba-sensei followed her gaze and a pair of worrying dead fish eyes came into view first.

Oh my, this child's characteristics are becoming more and more prominent. I really want to know how outstanding he will be as a man in ten years.

Without making a sound, Ms. Xiaoba licked her lips and stood up from her seat.

"Hachiman, is there something you need from the teacher?"

"Um, Mr. Xiaoba, can I sign up for the last 1000-meter race?"

"Ara?"

Teacher Xiaoba stared wide-eyed at the boy in front of him, seemingly incredulous.

"Have you come up with some bad idea this time?"

Hey, what does this teacher mean?

"I'm sorry to disappoint the teacher, I was only forced to participate."

Hikigaya emphasized the word "forced" and responded with a displeased expression.

Ms. Xiaoba smiled as she watched him try to argue, then pulled out a blue roster from behind her back:

"Whatever you want, it doesn't matter to the teacher. In fact, I'm really looking forward to seeing how you perform next, Hachiman."

"Hehe, I actually hope things can be a bit more peaceful."

Hikigaya sneered; he had long been mentally prepared to face his dark past.

"Don't worry, you can tell me anytime if you get hurt, not just physically, but also emotionally~"

Looking at his beautiful but talkative homeroom teacher, Hachiman felt no enthusiasm whatsoever. After making his request, he slowly returned to the classroom.

Ganxia Gunami casually opened a can of non-alcoholic beverage, tilted her head back, and began to chug it down without any regard for her image.

"Hehehe, Xiao Ba, your students are really interesting... Speaking of which, are the fourth-grade little ones already entering puberty? They're super disobedient."

Mr. Koba took a deep look in the direction Hikigaya had left, then opened a can of beverage as well.

"Yes, they really are very disobedient."

"Right? You have to educate disobedient children properly, especially when they are young!"

"Yes, I completely agree with that. They need to be properly trained."

Chapter 70: Self-Destruction Tactics.

When Hachiman returned to the stands, he saw that Ryo Yamada had already returned to his class and was making preparations for the match according to the plan he had just proposed.

The outcome over there is very important; it directly affects the success or failure of the plan.

He waited in place for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yamada Ryo give him a thumbs-up.

Next, it's time for my work.

"Hachiman, wanna warm up together?"

Nijigasaki approached Hachiman and pointed to the open area outside the stadium.

Since the competition was nearing its end, many parents had already gone home, leaving a spacious area for activities.

"Oh well."

With twenty minutes to go before the 1,000-meter race, the two were in no hurry and leisurely did some relaxation exercises.

To be honest, Hachiman hasn't run a kilometer in a long time, and I don't know if he can keep it up.

It will likely be very difficult, but since he has already agreed, Hachiman feels that he has to grit his teeth and finish the job.

Sigh, why did he have to start working when he was only in elementary school?

How terrifying! Has the "corporate slave virus" already started spreading among elementary school students?

Just as Hachiman was lost in thought, he heard Nijika's soft voice, barely audible, yet even so, he could tell that there was a hint of unease in the girl's tone.

"Hachiman, is it really okay to do this?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's Hachiman Hikigaya."

Hmm, is this someone who cares about themselves?

I'm so touched!

Well, it's just a dark history of this level, nothing to mention in his rich life experience!

"In a sense, this is the only chance for the Red Team to win, that's my personal opinion."

That's not what I meant!

With her golden ahoge standing on end, Hongxia pouted angrily.

For some reason, seeing the other person's expression made Hikigaya feel much more relaxed, although the low groans from his muscles while stretching his legs made him a little worried.

This is bad, because I haven't exercised in so long, I feel like my body is rusting...

He touched his cheek. The last time he had engaged in any strenuous activity was when he was fighting with that guy, Ishida Shoya—no, it should be said that he was the one who got beaten up.

Hachiman loosened his joints, and after a moment continued: