After the troublesome school festival ended,It's a sports festival.,This was originally an event that didn't have much to do with me.。 Because of my sports, at least I don't look like I'm good at sports, and it's Hayato Hayato from our class who shines in sports festivals, and of course this time it should be.

In the last few days of club activities, we have been entrusted by the seniors of the castle patrol to make the sports festival more exciting. So every day during the club activities, Mr. Hiratsuka went to the department to discuss the activities and games related to the sports festival.

"Now, let's think of a way to make our sports festival even more exciting." The senior patrolling patted the table and said excitedly. [The style of painting changed immediately]

As soon as Yubihama's words fell, he also patted the table and stood up with his hands raised. [Yubihama, don't be taken away by the patrol seniors. 】

"Okay, Yubihama-san, tell me your suggestion." The patrol senior said excitedly.

"How about the club versus relay race." Yubihama said excitedly.

"In this case, students who are not in the club will not be able to participate, thinking of the way they look from the sidelines." Mr. Hiratsuka tactfully rejected the proposal.

"The other students also used their brains to imagine." Patrol seniors encourage us.

Under the snow, he raised his hand, trying to say what he proposed.

"Okay, under the snow." Still excited. [The painting style is still high-energy]

"Orthodox bread-biting race." Under the snow, he calmly spoke his opinion under the gaze of Yubihama.

"No, in this case, the rice pie will riot." Hiratsuka-sensei held his forehead and reluctantly rejected the proposal.

"By the way, is the factional struggle so fierce?" I said with my hands on my head. [Of course, the author is the Eight Snow Party]

"Cheer up." Senior sister became less excited, but still said gently.

"Next."

Yubihama raised his hand again aggressively. [This is definitely sending ghost animal materials to station B.] 】

"Please, Yuhihama-san." The patrol senior switched to the battle girl mode again.

"Borrowing Race." Yuhihama said.

"No, I ...... to think of students who have suffered because of their parents' loans," Hiratsuka-sensei sighed and sadly rejected the proposal.

"But I don't remember having that much to be considerate about before." Snow asked.

"Because it's been verbose lately, there have been more bans." Hiratsuka-sensei explained helplessly.

"Let's keep up the good work and think about it." The patrol seniors continue to encourage us.

So, after a long discussion, in the end, it was not discussed, because what we think now is that the majority of students who oppose it will be the majority, and we seem to be in a dead end, and Hiratsuka-sensei gave me a look and asked me to come up with a plan.

"Now, there are fewer ideas than I expected." Xue Xia said on the side.

"That's because we're not good at this, so we might as well find someone with this kind of expertise to think about it." I express my opinion.

"It's a criminal work model in which capable people will be squeezed by the organization for nothing, and they will not be paid." I explained what I meant by "the right person".

"It's just, I know that word too well." Mr. Hiratsuka on the podium said with a slight sadness.

"At this time, Hiratsuka-sensei can't have a sense of identity." Xue Xia said on the side.

"Do you mean to give up the commission?" Under the snow, he turned his head and asked me.

"No, it's not, it's done together, it's change, it's outsourced." I explained to the snow.

"It's rare that you can say such words in a row." He looked at me under the snow and said.

I think Yubihama beckoned, and Yubihama put his ear to my mouth, which made me blush slightly, and why I felt a cold breath when it wasn't very cold. [Under the snow, the adults are jealous. 】

"Okay, I'll try, look for them." Yubihama listened to what I said. Call and find what I call the "expert".

After a while, Kigumiza and Ebina came to the ministry. [This is a combination of secondary two diseases and rotten girls, I'll go.] 】

"That's what you call an expert?" I looked at me a little incredulously under the snow.

"That's right." I replied.

"Anyway, why were we called here?" Ebina asked suspiciously.

“CAPCOM，CAPCOM。 Same as left. The timber seat asked. [Speaking of fatty, are you making an endorsement for the Japanese game? ] 】

"That's because......" I told them the reason for inviting them. The patrol seniors were also wiping the blackboard.

"I see, Theuniverse. Want us to think of a lively competition that can cause a conversation? The timber seat still sighed very much.

"As long as it can be lively." Ebina also confirmed.

But how did I hear it, the god of rotten girls in Eima also said, "As long as it can be lively." "Sure enough, this combination is very troublesome. [After all, they are not normal people. 】

So in the next meeting, we were completely shocked by Ebina and others, but it's good to change the style of the sports festival once in a while.

"Now, thanks to everyone, the sports festival is going well." The senior released a gentle light.

"It's not over yet. We're only halfway through the commission. I said.

The morning game can be said to be Hayama's solo show, and with Hayama's liveliness, they took the lead in the white group with a 150:100 show. But this is also a common occurrence in previous editions.

"However, the game is not over yet, and it is the Chiba Citizen Horse Riding Battle, referred to as the Chiba Battle." Tobe explained on the side.

"This is a competitive event created by the war between the Satomi clan and the Hojo clan here in Chiba." The timber seat explained to me.

"Anyway, isn't it Japan, why do you wear Western armor?" Wearing armor under the snow, he asked suspiciously.

"Because Western armor is more beautiful, and I designed it and sewed it by Sakisaki." Ebina said next to Yubihama.

"The Western Horse War begins." Tobe announced the start of the competition.

[The rules of horseback battles are that whichever side can collect the more headbands of the opponent, which side wins.] 】

At the beginning of the game, the two sides fought in pairs. On one side, Miura faced under the snow, but under the snow, he used Miura's momentum to easily fall to the ground.

"Air fall?" I was a little surprised, after all, the only one who could succeed in the air wrestling in actual combat was Mifune Kuzo.

Score an easy point under the snow.

But on the other side, Yubihama was personally targeted by the rotten girl Ebihama, but Ebina was eyed by Yubihama because of the towering chest of Yubihama. [Anyway, Hai Laoming, you are a rotten girl, not a lily. ] 】

The final match ended with the RED team's victory. The aggregate score was fixed at 130:150, and we only had to win the last game to push the baton to overtake. But the morale on our side is not very good, after all, the other party has the guy from Hayama, so I motioned to the wood seat and asked him to cheer him up.

"Now, do you just look at Hayama's kid so popular, anyway, I can't bear it, our opponent is only Hayama." Timber raised his right hand and roared.

[That time, they remembered the horror of being tortured and killed by Hayama...... So they're going to fight back. 】

After such a remark from the timber seat, the morale really improved.

"Okay, it's my design to push the stick, and now that both sides are ready to attack, I declare the game open." Ebina announced the start. [Sure enough, if you want the rotten girl to explain, it's not strange to attack or something.] 】

We all rushed into each other's camp with all our strength [full of rage], intercepting and blocking in pairs. But we have a secret weapon. I saw three White men rushing towards Caiga, who sat down on the ground in fear and turned back and said a word, and both our men and the other fell to their knees.

I continued to walk towards White's core hinterland and glanced at the timber seat to signal the start of the plan.

"Ah, my right hand, what's wrong with you, I feel the strength of my right hand pouring out." The timber seat performed his "rolling all over the ground" housekeeping stunt.

"Thinking of the stick-pushing project where boys put their shoulders on each other, just. Ah......h

By the time the timber seat had attracted the other person, I was almost in front of the stick, but one person stood in front of me.

"You really came here, is the white towel on your head injured?" Hayama seems to have seen through my plan and waited for me early.

I untied the white turban used for camouflage, revealing the red scarf inside.

"Have you seen it through?" I said it indifferently.

"Prepare to sit and be enlightened. Stratagems are useless without great strength. Hayama said as if he had a win.

Two men were on my shoulders and I couldn't move.

"Hmph, it's good, you use the quantity, we'll use the weight, let's get it, timber seat." I shouted. [Go, Pikachu! 】

"Stop him." Hayama hurriedly arranged the defense.

"Timber Seat - Crush." Sure enough, the temperament of the middle two is undoubtedly revealed.

So, we seem to have won the batting contest.

"Ah, it's a pity, it can't be counted as a victory because of a foul." Yubihama sighed in the department.

"If some people don't think they're smart, how can they be punished, are you a fool? In front of so many people, take off the white turban. "The snow hurts me on the side.

"How did I know there would be so many people seeing it?"

"It's okay, let's do it together next time." Yuhihama said.

"I may not be able to have a group next time, but if I can be an opponent with Biqi Gujun, it must be very fast to win." The snow continues to hurt me.

Just a troublesome sports festival just passed. But the real thing about me has not been found.