【】

"I heard...... It seems that the others don't quite meet your requirements?" Anta casually found a place to sit down, and on the surface it didn't seem to cause any trouble.

The Flower Plants Club is a recent thing—they are busy with these things at the War Department.

"No way, if you can't help, you can't help. Hitt lowered his head and looked at his fingers, not feeling any chagrin.

...... "That's because you're too demanding."

Primo also doesn't debunk Hit's bad habits.

"Oh, then I probably don't fit the bill either. Anta was quite "open-minded" and said, "But in this way, Hit's classmate wants to ...... himself."

"Don't even think about it. Hit's "refusal" never gave Anta such a chance.

"It's always better if there is a professor, in fact, we called Gallier this time. Primo played the round, "You guys will discuss it later." ”

Anta smiled wryly: "Is this what you mean by pulling me onto the thief ship?"

"When ......," Hit's mouth was cheap.

Primo stepped forward in three steps and two steps, covered her mouth, and ignored her angry glare, and said to Anta, "Why-we're sorry to disturb your time." ”

Primo is actually a little more polite than Hit.

Anta shrugged, realizing that she was going to be here today.

【②】

Anne happened to be one of the referees of Schul's long-distance run, and together with the other referees, she sat in the makeshift stands on the side, watching the situation below, and they were all "waiting for it".

She looked down – the sun wasn't too strong at this time, and the tide was on the lookout, some holding up banners—and on the field, there were more students preparing for other projects, as well as volunteers who had come to help. Among these volunteers, the student council is the largest.

Anne also noticed a lot of student council members from other divisions, and she felt a little strange.

Aren't the people from the other faculties busy with the flower and plant society?

"Huh. What made her even more strange was ......

"Anne, don't look at it. At this point, her companion called her name and brought her back to her senses.

"Ahh......h Oh. Anne was stunned, what she had just caught in her eyes shook and disappeared—was she mistaken?

"The game is about to start - this one is really exciting. Her friend, who was also a referee, pulled her.

She nodded.

Joan......

Anne recalled the name and frowned.

It's that Joan...... Yes.

【③】

The race is about to start – and all eyes are on the two favourites.

Gendered competitions?

Non-existent - the constitution of the inhabitants of the continent of Tia is often not differentiated by men and women, in their opinion, there is no difference in the strength of men and women, only the difference in the importance of what people do for themselves, as long as they are willing to work hard and use the right methods, both men and women can have the same harvest.

In addition, the difference in physical fitness is not big, except for some special competitions that must be divided into men and women, this kind of general does not distinguish between men and women.

——

On the starting line, Shul propped his hands on the ground and looked ahead, as if he didn't feel the gaze that Joan had cast just now.

He lowered his eyes, and a strong light flashed in his eyes.

Joan stopped looking at him, took a deep breath, and prepared for the move.

“3——”

She no longer had any worries in her heart, and she was no longer afraid.

When you believe that you can achieve your goal.

It seems like it's just blind confidence – maybe it's more than that.

“2——”

“1——”

At that moment, Shuer's mind flashed through what had happened during the Flower Field Awakening Ritual.

A wasteland, and everything I saw there.

There are a few other words.

......

"Running ——!"

——

"Shure. ”

For a moment, Shul felt that his surroundings were filled with white light, and he stood in the white light, looking at the place where the voice came from without any change of emotion, as peaceful as ever.

"You have to learn to do something that you are supposed to do. ”

"Ah, I know. Shul agreed.

"You are alone on this journey – let go of your worries and you can go on because no one can stop you. ”

"No one...... Will you accompany me?"

"No—because you have to remember who you are. ”

"Who am I? ”

"yes - you're ......"

"Then I'd rather not be like that. Shuer sighed, stopped moving forward, seemed to be smiling helplessly, and his eyes were full of determination that could not be dissolved, "There is only one reason why I can go on." ”

The voice that kept coming to his ears paused, perhaps with some surprise or some disappointment: "You shouldn't be like this—you're becoming weak." ”

"No, we're all the same. "I'm just going to go on for her." ”

As he spoke, everything rushed by like flowing water, and there was no trace.

【④】

Joan stepped along, feeling the power that made her feel "illusory" surging around her, the power that made her fly, the power that made her different.

The sound in his ears was torn apart by the wind, and he could not reach his ears in its entirety. But she knew those were admiration.

She's going to run like this—to be number one, to prove it to him!

The confidence brought by speed is constantly filling and expanding in her body-

Can......

"Huh?"

She suddenly felt that something was wrong.

——

"What's the matter with Joan's speed?" someone in the stands was already wondering.

"It was just so fast—why did it suddenly slow down—"

"What's wrong with her?"

——

Joan felt her strength dissipate little by little.

What's going on?

When she drank the potion, every step she took was as light as a feather and she was able to move forward quickly, but at this time, the feeling was melting little by little, as if she was ......

Ablation at high temperatures is general.

No...... No way...... No......

Joan's eyes widened as she felt the lead-filled sensation rush into her lap again, and no one knew it better than she did, and alarmed her more.

She wanted to struggle, to awaken the potion to its effect, but there was no way—it faded faster because of the struggle—her eyes widened in horror, and she couldn't make a sound, roughly because of the same feeling.

Weakly opened his mouth wide, breathing heavily, and watched the people around him run by one by one—

How could it be......

Why......

Until a white figure, the blonde boy, surpassed her without saying a word.

She tried to call him, but to no avail.

Shure didn't look at her, and the short pause at the start had left him behind, and now he easily overtook everyone.

When he runs, he looks unconcerned.

Just forward, no one can reach it.

......

Joan watched everything disappear from her side, and the so-called goal was already out of reach.