I have a life simulator.

"Don't hesitate! The student council has already approved this project, and the notes in your and your opponent's boxes are exactly the same!"

Nan Yunya's face darkened, and she slammed her fist heavily on the table in front of her:

"Damn it, we got fooled!"

"what?"

Asahina Nagisa was still not giving up, and drew several more slips of paper, all of which contained words related to the students in her class.

"Only students in their class can complete this 'borrowing an object race'!"

Nangumo Masa explained quickly, but then shut her mouth, because Asahina Nazuna had already witnessed the other party's strategy firsthand.

Holding a white cat, Ibuki Mio returned to the arena in a menacing manner, displaying the note she held to the staff standing there:

"[The class's closest student] has been borrowed!"

Under Asahina Nagisa's somewhat dumbfounded gaze, the referee nodded. Ibuki Mio turned around, made a "meow" face at her, and said earnestly:

"come on!"

"Meow?"

Ying blinked in agreement.

It has to be said that if it weren't for the fact that she was on the field, Asahina Nazuna would have even wanted to take out her phone and take a picture right there.

However, the girl, holding the cat, quickly disappeared from Asahina Nazuna's sight, leaving her only with her back view.

The other side is moving rapidly toward the finish line.

"Ya, why don't you just admit defeat..."

Realizing that defeat was inevitable, Asahina Nazuna said with difficulty, after all, she probably wouldn't be able to find a student in Class 2-A who weighed less than a cat to carry her and run the 500 meters.

"..."

With her teeth grinding together, Nan Yunya thought about how she was the one who initially registered this damned cat into the school's student system.

At that time, he had no idea that this was the opponent's most lethal trump card.

"rush!"

"Go Ibuki!"

The cheers from Class 1-B came in waves. With the huge roar of the crowd, Ibuki Mio made a graceful leap, easily snatched the hanging bread, and sprinted towards the finish line without stopping.

Seeing this scene, Nan Yunya, who was furious, suddenly remembered a question: Class 1-B's design could have directly killed the game in the "borrowing object race" segment, so why did they go through the trouble of adding a "bread-grabbing" segment?

His question was answered shortly afterward.

Reaching the finish line, Ibuki Mio excitedly high-fived her classmates, while the white cat that had changed the entire situation leisurely hopped onto the stands with the bread Ibuki Mio had given her. The silver-haired girl then gently tore the bread into small pieces.

Damn it, this is what they use to feed the cats!

Nan Yunya felt an unprecedented sense of contempt and humiliation.

[Class 1B defeated Class 2A in the girls' 2000m steeplechase, and currently leads 3-0]

The subsequent radio broadcast dealt him another heavy blow.

"Intervention is necessary at this point!"

"If we lose the next project, the whole thing will be a failure."

Just as Nan Yunya was gritting her teeth and preparing to fight to the death, Kitagawa Ryo was methodically making arrangements.

[Next up is the fourth item: wrestling]

[Both command towers please confirm the participating players.]

【Confirmation completed】

Both participating players are requested to proceed to their designated areas and take their positions.

[Albert Yamada, a contestant from Class 1-B, is ready to participate]

A two-meter-tall, mixed-race man with bulging muscles stepped onto the ring.

With a face full of scars, he beckoned to the formation of Class 2-A:

Who is the next lucky boy?

Nagumo Masayuki weighed her own height, weight, and wrestling skills...

Or should we just stay out of it?

Chapter Seventy: Once Isn't Enough, Let's Torture Them a Few More Times

Although Nagumo Masaru considers himself a sports enthusiast, even after leaving the soccer club, he still takes the time to coach new members. Amidst praises like "Ngumo-senpai is amazing" and "As expected of Nagumo-senpai," he constantly reaffirms his own strength.

but.

Looking at the muscular black man with a face full of bumps and a mysterious smile on his lips in the picture, and at this malicious "wrestling" project.

Regardless of whether he can win or not, as long as he chooses to intervene, the photos of him and his opponent rolling around passionately in the ring at noon today, sweating profusely, will probably be widely circulated on the school's forum. Winning or losing is a small matter; he can't lose face. For someone who is about to take over as student council president, this kind of thing is undoubtedly intolerable.

Therefore, it's not that I think I might fail.

After offering some self-justification, Nagumo Masahiro reluctantly chose another student from the class as the contestant for this project.

Perhaps Zhuge Liang in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" felt the same way when he executed Ma Su.

"The fate of Class 2-A rests on your shoulders."

Nan Yunya encouraged the other party's morale and spirits through the earpiece, except for practical help, since that was all the help he could offer at the moment.

"Monitor!"

The student from Class 2-A who was chosen to take the stage also looked miserable, like a cold wind blowing across the Yi River. In this country where people are generally short, his height of 1.8 meters is quite tall. He is not an athlete, but he is at least a fitness enthusiast. However, when he actually stepped onto the ring...

The boy looked at Yamada Albert, who was over two meters tall and a head taller than him, and felt his calves tremble slightly.

"Keep it up. It's because I believe in you that I didn't use my ability to interfere midway. I'll save it for the more important matches later."

Nan Yunya's confident and inspiring speeches have motivated her classmates throughout the past year. It is under Nan Yunya's leadership that Class 2-A has become the most stable Class A among the three grades.

Therefore, after hearing Nan Yunya's encouragement, the boy mustered up his courage and jumped onto the ring in one go.

"Yamada, give him a job."

On the other side, Kitagawa Ryo wasn't worried at all. The unexpected victory in the second game made the situation of Class 1-B better than ever, and his tone became a bit joking.

On the ring, Albert Yamada nodded after hearing Ryo Kitagawa's instructions. Then, to his opponent's astonishment, he ripped open his vest and pounded his chest, roaring at him:

"Ooooooh!"

Over the past semester, a rumor, of dubious veracity, circulated among the staff of Tokyo Advanced Educational High School.

An employee at an electronics store in the Beech Tree Shopping Center was a victim of a serious online scam during the semester. He reportedly obtained the contact information of his idol and, one night, his hand trembled as he pointed to a sexually suggestive message sent by the scammer.

Surprisingly, the other party initiated a video call and mentioned that they were dressed quite scantily.

Just as the staff member, looking excited, had already taken off his pants and clicked the video call invitation...

He lost his ability to be a man after that, and I heard that he was left with some kind of psychological trauma. He soon resigned from the school.

Nearly four months later, if that sleazy staff member were still there, he would surely be moved to tears as he looked at the warrior from Class 2-A on the stage.

His soulmate appeared.

"Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh!"

Before the contestant from Class 2A could react, two thick arms had already wrapped around his neck, and before he could react, his face was pressed hard into the other person's chest.

Most boys have fantasized about being held in the arms of a gentle older sister during puberty.

Rounding it off, this boy has at least managed to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

If only he could ignore his incredibly thick, dark, and coarse body hair.

Nan Yunya covered her face, unable to look any longer. Although Class 2A was on the verge of defeat, the first emotion that welled up in her heart at this moment was a strong sense of relief.

"Boy?"

The most violent reaction came from the boy who was being held captive. He desperately tried to pry open the arms around his neck and kicked his legs back repeatedly, but Albert Yamada easily pinned him to the ground by using his thighs to hold him down like a chick.

To be fair, although Albert Yamada always appears to be a big guy, he is not actually a violent maniac. Apart from fighting Ryo Kitagawa once at the beginning of the semester, even the students in Class 1-B hardly saw Yamada make a move again in the following semester.

So both classes fell into an eerie silence.

The sounds of muscles clashing and the boys' intense "friendly exchanges" on the ring became increasingly noticeable.

Although rationally, the students in Class 2A knew that this was a life-or-death battle for their class, they should have been cheering on their classmates.

However, the students in Class 2-A, being more emotional, couldn't bring themselves to do something like adding fuel to the fire and rubbing salt into the wound, which can be seen as protecting the students on stage from further emotional harm.

Thinking about it carefully, there are quite a few tags that can be added to this project.

"This person is likely to be a key player in the second-year A class team event, as he will exhaust his physical strength."

Kitagawa Ryo's arrangements were methodical; even with victory already assured, he was still considering what to do next.

As someone who has been in charge of an entire grade, it's safe to say that Nan Yunya definitely possesses assets exceeding 20 million points.

Therefore, defeating him once will not solve the problem once and for all.

Kitagawa Ryo leaned back comfortably in his chair, enjoying Yamada's ravaging of the boy. He recalled the girls' argument that day, which he had ultimately ended.

"One person, one time, that's fair."

Class 1-B defeated Class 2-A in wrestling, winning 4-0.

However, according to the sports festival rules, even if the main team wins, all seven games must still be played, which involves the specific increase or decrease of class points.

Kitagawa Ryo yawned lazily, but his gaze suddenly sharpened.

The real battle is only just beginning.

[Next, we will move on to the fifth item: Karate]

[Both command towers please confirm the participating players.]

Nan Yunya now has two options:

First, despite already losing the main match, they still put all their strength into securing victories in the subsequent three smaller matches.

Second, conserve the strength and stamina of the main players to deal with challenges from other classes later.

Both options have their merits. One is mainly to save face, since losing 3-4 is better than being crushed 0-7.

After all, Brazil lost to Germany 1-7 back then.

From a broader perspective, option two is undoubtedly better. The sports festival is not just a round of competition between classes. Theoretically, a class can even have three competitions a day, as long as they end quickly. Even slower classes can have two matches, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

The sports festival, which lasts only one day, doesn't offer much rest. If Class 2-A exhausts themselves in the match against Class 1-B, they are likely to lose in subsequent matches against other classes.

Conversely, Nan Yunya could also bet that Kitagawa Ryo had the same idea: given that the opponent had already won the game, they were very likely to adjust their lineup and have their main players temporarily avoid the game. If that were the case, Class 2-A could almost easily win the last three games against the small field.

and so……

What exactly are the other party's thoughts?

The countdown for character selection in the upper right corner of the screen was nearing its end, and Nan Yunya hesitated before making her choice.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and sent out the main players that the class had already decided on.

Nan Yunya admitted that there was an element of gambling involved; he was betting that Class B would give up the last three smaller matches.

【Confirmation completed】

[Long Yuanxiang, contestant from Class B, Grade 1]

[Second-Year Class A contestant, Mizowaki Sakuto]

The players from each other immediately appeared on the large screens in front of the two command towers.

Nan Yunya's expression changed drastically in an instant:

The opposing team also dispatched their main force, and it was from Longyuan!

Having confirmed Long Yuanxiang's betrayal, Nan Yunya looked at the sullen face in the photo on the screen. In her previous investigation of Long Yuanxiang, she had learned that he didn't know karate at all.

Why would you let Ryuuen Sho, who doesn't know karate, participate in this project?

Nan Yunya immediately recalled Long Yuanxiang's underhanded tactics and made a guess in her mind: