Ten o'clock in the morning.

There are five minutes left for the Year 2 Throwing Tournament to start, and the competition is played by both men and women, and is played as a class unit.

Eight classes play at the same time, Class A vs. Class B, Class C vs. Class D, and so on, and the two winning classes play the finals.

The rules are very simple, just pick up the colored balls on the ground and correspond to their respective class, throw them into the box, and finally according to the number of white and red balls, the more teams win, which is simple and clear.

Standing in the center of the field, the boy felt the sound of support from all directions, and these voices seemed to turn into physical steel characters, like a rain of rain coming towards him.

Jingu Teratsuki found out that he seemed to be allergic to the word "youth".

Looking back, the boys in the class were imitating the bloody scenes in the sports comics, putting their shoulders around each other in a circle.

Look at the girls again, they are much more elegant, each stretching out their palms and gathering together, like an unknown underground idol who is posing in the background and deceiving Ah Zhai to explode gold coins.

"Huh! Huh! Oh~~"

He was the only one who stood alone like a spectator stripped of the world.

But to be honest, I always feel a little ashamed.

Well, Jingu Terakitsuki admits that it's his bias.

Whether it's a hot-blooded comic or an underground idol, compared to a shady guy like himself who likes to criticize others in his heart, those talents are like real high school students.

"Hey, Jinguji, what are you doing standing there stupidly?"

Jingu Siyue tilted her head, revealing an expression of "May I ask you are talking about me", but there should be no second person named Jinguji in this class.

"Hurry up, Jinguji, everyone is waiting for you."

Out of the corner of his eye, he scanned the surroundings, and the various classes shouted the declaration of victory in unison, and Jingu Teratsuki immediately understood their intentions.

I see, is it a big battle for the "friendly class in the eyes of others"?

Probably, if you stand still here, you will be considered arrogant in the next second.

Then the next day, it will be rumored that Jingu Terakitsuki, who has the first overall score in the second grade and serves as the vice president of the student council, is an arrogant guy who looks down on the ranking lower than himself, and makes him offend all the students in the entire second year in one go.

The atmosphere was terrifying, almost swallowed up.

The teenager thought.

Walking towards the boys' group silently, Jingu Siyue looked at the circle that surrounded the human formation, and it really made him never enter.

Do you want to pretend to be sick...... Well, I will definitely be scolded by Hoshino Mori Seino to the blood.

"Come over here."

It was Yamashita who spoke, and Jingu Terakitsuki nodded at him and said thank you.

Jingu Terakitsuki, who barely squeezed into the boys' camp, felt that he looked like a bread worm mixed in pasta, which really made it difficult for him to calm down.

"Class A in the second year! Fight！ Fight！ Fight！ ”

The slogan, which sounded very enthusiastic and very moving, was not only not moved in the hearts of the young man, but the sense of shame doubled.

Well...... Let's let others see it.,2 years of class A didn't engage in exclusion at all.,As you can see, it's a big family that loves each other.。

After the dispersal, the teacher who was the referee blew the whistle, and everyone rushed forward at the same time, picked up the soft balls scattered on the ground, and threw them into the air with all their might.

Jingu Temple Tsukiya learned the appearance of the people around him, and in the confusion, picked up the red ball on the ground and threw it towards the ball frame in the sky.

Threw five times, all hit.

Why, I threw it pretty accurately.

Obviously a sports festival for high school students, Jingu Terakitsuki can't help but think of the sports day in elementary school.

At that time, Jingu Teratsuki was still a sports boy who was loved by everyone, sunny and cheerful, like the kind of guy who was the protagonist in a sports manga.

Trusted by those around you and relied on by them.

For Jingu Temple Moon at that time, this was a matter of course, and it was also a matter of course to help others.

As for now......

"Wow! Jinguji, this guy is quite capable! ”

There was a boy next to him leaning over, talking to him, but the action did not stop, and he kept throwing the ball, but the hit rate was a little miserable.

"Well......"

Jingu Temple Moon replied and threw the ball into the frame again.

To be honest, this kind of competition is too pediatric, Jingu Terakitsuki can't lift his energy at all, and there seems to be no one who thinks the same way as him.

Even over there, Tsuchiya-san, who only knows how to dress up fashionably on weekdays, looks desperately cheerful.

The boy on the side stepped forward at some point, crowded into the crowd and kept throwing the ball, even if he couldn't throw it, he was very happy to raise his feet.

Is the sports festival really so happy?

Why can't I feel it at all?

The smiles on their faces and the throbbing in their chests were obviously so close to them, but Jingu Terakitsuki couldn't empathize at all.

"Month! Dangerous! ”

There was a girl's exclamation behind her, and a careless step on the soft ball, she staggered in the direction of Jingu Terakitsuki.

Catching her as soon as she touched the ground, the girl in front of her breathed a sigh of relief and stuck her tongue out at him.

"I'm sorry, thank you."

This idiot.

Dozens of students in the two classes were mixed together, and the surroundings could be described as chaotic, and no one seemed to pay attention to them, Jingu Teraritsuki helped Sakura Koji Sakura up.

"You'd better be careful."

"Hey, hey~ Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes."

"Also, you just called me by name." Jingu Temple Moon lowered his voice, clearly revealing dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter, no one is paying attention to us."

Jingu Siyue glanced around, and it was not wrong.

"And,Aren't you no longer a scumbag?,Everyone slowly doesn't care about Mr. Aoyama's affairs.,Even if it's known that we're childhood sweethearts, it's nothing.。

Jingu Terakitsuki ignored her and ran to other positions, and the balls in his hands flew into the frame one after another.

By the time the game was announced, Class A had twice as many goals as Class B, and most of them were due to Jingu Terakitsuki.

He has a clear mind and a strong and agile body, which are all things that the system gives him the ability to deceive girls' feelings in exchange.

At first, he was resistant, but over time, he took these things for granted as part of his body.

If you use these abilities to help your class win, can you experience the same happiness as them?

During the halftime break, the boys who had spoken to Jingu Terakitsuki in the game before seemed to be saying something to the other boys, so that the boys looked at him from time to time.

"Jinguji-san, this is for you."

Suddenly, Sasami, who was in the girls' camp, walked up to him and handed him the mineral water in her hand.

This made Jingu Temple Moon stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the Sakura Koji Sakura over there, hesitating and not knowing whether to take it.

"This is issued by the school, and everyone has a share."

Jingu Siyue thought for a while, raised his hand and took it: "Thank you." ”

"Let's do it, throw the ball."

"Hmm."

"That'...... I'll go first. ”

The girl's face was slightly red, and she couldn't wait to turn around and run away, and when she returned to the place where the girls gathered, there was the cheerful laughter of the girls over there, and Sakura Koji Sakura was among them.

The young man glanced at the mineral water in his hand, unscrewed it and drank it in small sips.

Jingu Terakitsuki thought that no one would want to come and talk to him, even if it was a sports festival, it was just to play the illusion of harmony.

Once you return to the everyday, this illusion will be habitual and covered by the atmosphere.

At the end of the day, high school students are such a naïve and capricious age.

No matter what is said or done, it will be given legitimacy in the name of "youth".

Well, he kept accosting girls. Can you also use "youth" to justify his name?

Most not.

There is an essential difference between the two.

Just as Jingu Temple Moon was thinking wildly, Sakura Koji Sakura in the distance suddenly walked over, this sudden move. It made the boy's heart tighten.

Jingu Siyue looked at her silently, only to feel that this childhood sweetheart was really annoying, and said so many times that she asked her not to talk to him at school.

I used to be obedient, but recently I have become more and more unscrupulous.

"Jinguji-san, you seem to be very good at throwing balls! Don't stand in the back for a while, go to the front and do more! ”

It turned out to be about it.

Jingu Terakitsuki breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"I try." He replied.

However, Sakura Koji Sakura didn't seem satisfied with this answer, and lowered her voice slightly to speak to him.

"Hey, this is a good opportunity for you to perform, maybe you can take this leap and become a big celebrity in the class."

"I didn't wake up, or you're daydreaming, how could that happen."

"At least on the girls' side, there are still a lot of people who are willing to support the month."

"Quite a few?"

"Me, and Sayaka." The girl snapped her fingers.

Jingu Terakitsuki waited for a while, but Sakura Koji Sakura never spoke.

"Isn't that just the two!" Jingu Siyue couldn't help complaining.

"Hmph~~ Leave it to me, I will definitely develop them into a member of the Jingu Temple Moon Support Association." Sakura said angrily.

"What kind of cult is that?"

Jingu Siyue really hopes that this childhood sweetheart can stop doing strange things at school.

"Really, don't show such a complicated expression, it's a rare good weather, why think so much?

"The biggest drawback of the moon is that she looks like a little old man all day long, which is not good.

"Sa! Let's enjoy the sports festival with everyone! ”

Looking at the smile on Sakurakoji Sakura's face, Jingu Terakitsuki sighed helplessly.

The referee blew the whistle, and Jingu Teratsuki stood up from the lawn, the sun seemed to warm his body, and he no longer couldn't open his eyes as before.

"Hey! Jinguji! Come and shout slogans! ”

Looking back, the circle formation on the boy's side opened a gap in the space at this time.

Even Jingu Teratsuki himself couldn't have imagined that he would walk into that circle so easily.

"Class A!"

"Victory!"

Finally, the second-grade mixed bocce tournament of this year's sports festival was held.

It ended with a big victory in Class A in 2 years.

(End of chapter)