On Saturday morning, Akira Kashima didn't go to the stadium of the sports festival because he didn't report the individual event, and the collective event will only be held in the afternoon, and not only himself, but even Sister Aimei and them will go to participate together.

After all, this is about collective honor, in fact, everyone cares more about this kind of thing when they are in school, and when they work in the future, only a few conscientious companies will make people have a sense of collective honor.

Probably this is also a growing pain, I believe many people will feel this way.

But just when Kashima Akira was guiding everyone in the drama club, he suddenly received another phone call.

Why are there so many calls every day?

I didn't know the number, but Akira Kashima picked it up anyway.

"Is it Akira Kashima?"

Kashima Akira felt that this voice was a little familiar, as if it was his physical education teacher, but why did the physical education teacher call him?

"Teacher, it's me."

"Come to my side now, our table tennis player, suddenly has diarrhea, now is the time when you are needed!"

"But teacher, I didn't sign up for table tennis?"

"It's okay, when I submitted the list before, I already put you on the substitute list, their school's table tennis player is a bit powerful, it is said that after a famous player."

Akira Kashima still didn't want to go a little bit, because he didn't think it was interesting.

"In the future, you don't need to run when you take physical education class, and I will give you full marks in all subjects!"

"Okay teacher, I'll be there soon!"

In fact, Kashima Akira wanted to refuse him with righteous words, and asked the teacher why he reported his name without his consent.

However, the benefits given by the other party are too fragrant.

There's no way to say no!

Then Kashima Akira took half an hour to go over there and won a victory.

As a result, the opponent was beaten and cried, and he was angry at the sky's impotence, and even the opponent's support group defected.

It's not good to make people feel distressed.

However, this is the charm of the competitive spirit!

In the afternoon, due to the table tennis competition in the morning, he still had to play two games.

Of course, these are not particularly difficult things for him.

Compared to playing table tennis with neon high school students, Kashima still feels that playing with classmates in junior high school used to be more stressful.

"It's too strong, it's not at the level of a high school student at all!"

"They're cheating!"

"Forget it, since you can't get the first place, you can only take the second and third place."

The other party's table tennis captain said.

It is not difficult to admit that the other party is excellent, but the other party is handsome, and it is unreasonable to play table tennis so well.

After that, Kashima Akira participated in tug-of-war in the class collective project, pushing the column and other projects, although the grades were at the bottom, but the emphasis was on participation.

It is worth mentioning that the project of pushing the pillar is that each class wears a rugby protective suit, and then surrounds a classmate, and this student has to hold this pillar in his hand, and their opponent is to push this pillar down.

At that time, the scene was very chaotic, Kashima Akira was like duckweed in the wind and rain, weak and pitiful and helpless, in this case, no matter how strong the calculation was, it would not play any role.

"Alas, how can there be such an anti-human competition!" Kashima sighed as he felt like his intestines were going to be squeezed out.

However, seeing Kashima Akira eating deflated, everyone in the drama club was not happy.

You also have today!

Hayasaka-san, who sent condolences as soon as possible: "It's okay, Apostle of Light, you belong to the spell-type priesthood, and it's understandable that you are not good at this kind of war between berserkers." ”

That's right, these people are berserkers!

One by one, it's like opening a berserk bloodthirsty!

Damn!

When you learn the skills of the fighting genre in the future, you must take revenge on this!

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At the same time, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Takasaki Sugi received an email, and looked up to see that it was from Taichi Yanagisugi.

"On April 30th, the robbers will do it again, the purpose is unknown, you can ambush outside Sakura Middle School, but don't expose yourself, so as not to startle the snake."

Takasaki Sugi was shocked after reading it, did he find the criminal so quickly? Sakura Junior High School? Why did the other party choose to be here?

"Is your message exact? Why do you know? Takasaki asked in reply.

But since then, the other party has not replied to any emails.

Takasaki doesn't know if the clues are true or not, but judging from the current situation, he can only try.

However, in order to make sure that this was not a cover-up, he still had one of his men go to the 15th block and monitor Yanagiyama Taiichi's every move.

Although he was very willing to believe Taichi Yanagiyama, some of the other party's behavior was really a bit suspicious, so he had to make more preparations.

There were no surprises on Saturday, the rehearsals, the competitions.

Club members from both schools also went to Sakura Middle School to set up and clean up their booths after the day's sports festival.

After all, there will be a lot of people coming at that time, whether it is the materials, or some details of the layout, or the promotional posters and flyers that need to be placed at that time, these must be prepared in advance, and there will be fewer guests than other booths without publicity.

There is a legend at Sakura Middle School that at the sports festival three years ago, several exchange students from China sold more than 1 million yen in two days with their special sour soup dumplings.

At a very low cost, it has set a record for the highest sales of a single food item in the history of the Tokyo Metropolitan Cultural Festival.

And I heard that after a few of them went back to Huaxia to go to college, they jointly opened a dumpling shop, and in the food store behind the school, they invited a few aunts to make dumplings, which was also very popular.

So everyone is working hard to create a similar myth again.

Hayasaka-san's haunted house has also been almost decorated, and on the basis of the first day, some props such as Shura masks, magic array posters, and crystal balls brought from home have been placed.

Akira Kashima also went in to see it, although it was not as good as the professional haunted house outside, but the level of horror was enough to scare these high school students who were not deeply involved in the world.

A ticket costs only 100 yen, and it takes 5 minutes to experience it, so you can definitely earn it back.

Anyway, it's okay not to lose.

If you can make a small profit, it will be used as a fund for club activities in the future.

And Makoto Kudo also said that he can also help sell tickets when the time comes.

That night, Sister Aimi also learned that Akira Kashima was opening a haunted house with her friends, and she showed great interest in it.

"I'm going to have a look at it too, I'm still interested in this kind of ghost monster or something."

"Come on, where do you have time to go out and wander around?" Akira Kashima finished speaking and went home.

But just after Akira Kashima left, Sister Aimei's face showed a successful smile.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Kashima-san, wait!

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