100 Things I Don’t Know About My Senior

October 26.

Once a year, it's athletic day. The weather is clear. It is likely to be held safely. I hear there's another typhoon looming, but it'll be a lot of fun by the end of the day. Last year I just relaxed as a single participant, but this year as student chairman, I have a serious task.

Well, even if it's serious, I'm just screaming a certain word. There's no way the student council won't help a lot more than get ready. With hard work? Just about the same day, the student chairman will also be operational. I'm not the one giving the instructions, I'm the officer who became a sports clerk.

That's why I was on the train a little earlier than usual and headed to school. It's been a long time since I've had a reading.

Maha-run ': Senpai! Why aren't you there??

Maha-run: Did you get a fever?

Maha-run: Are you alive?

Maha-run ': Senpai!

Walking to school, LINE was coming from my junior year. Speaking of which, I didn't tell you.

Keita Inguchi: In preparation for the sporting event.

Keita Inguchi: A little early.

Maha-run: Tell me about it.

I don't have such a brother-in-law, I am. At least not in front of my building.

That's why I went through junior writing and I crept through the school gate (back door).

The establishment of the day (with the tent of the headquarters? I think this kind of tent is going into the "tarp" by classification) to help me finally meet my regular time.The athletic convention begins in October as the sun, which is neither too strong nor too weak, warms up all school students slightly.

Speaking of me, I'm sitting right in the tent behind something like a stage. After this, the student chairman says hello. When has it been the first time I've done a decent job? Fair enough.

First, we lined up all the school students on the ground, and the principal came out and greeted them.

As long as ever. To sum up, "It's an athletic meeting. Enjoy it at best. Don't get hurt. Have fun then. Grandpa's watching from inside the room." Yeah.

Some of the students are clever ones sleeping while standing. Yeah. I'll start an athletic party for you right away, so just wait another 30 seconds.

"This is followed by an opening declaration from the student chairman. Regards, Ikeguchi Student Chairman"

Stand in the chair and climb on the stage.

I'm turning my eyes to this one to see if I already know around sophomores and third graders, some of whom are starting to walk toward their own class backup seats.

I saw a freshman. I'm sick of it, of all the people yawning like that, I somehow got a good eye for the junior in the front row.

Switch on the microphone, remove it from the stand, hold it in your hand, and add it to your mouth.

And he took a big breath and shouted just one thing, loud enough to wake up howling.

"I'm off tomorrow -!

Just waiting, two or three years boils.

Back in a gentle grace, even from a year of understanding the situation, more cheers were spilled.

"Thank you, Ikeguchi Student Chairman. We will now host the 2017 Games."

I didn't mess it up. Historical student chairmen, they've all said just this one thing. This seems to be the tradition. I don't know when it started, but somehow, I hope it's very rocky.

It feels like a day off tomorrow. (Except for the borrowing competition) I just want to end the farce sports event and we all want to sing the holidays. That's what I meant, it was a soul cry.

And - with this one, my morning job is over. Back to class - duh...

Beginning with the 100m walk, the competition moves forward with the relay and the balls. For once, I belong to either red or white for each class, and it's the format that ultimately determines whether either the red or white pair wins, but honestly, it's just the shape, right? This. I don't care.

Soon after noon, afternoon events are digested and borrowing competition time is approaching.

The strange thing about our borrowing competition is, first of all, that the time limit is one hour. Last year it started at about 2: 30, but the goal was due at 3: 30. That's crazy.

And there's something wrong with leaving the school gate. There are a lot of things that you have to run to the station and "borrow" from the shops around it that are getting mixed up in your topic. Do something about it. It's every year from a neighborhood store, so it's the least I can do to save a student in jersey who can lend it to me if he asks.

Well, though.

No matter what you say, the student is in the classroom when you write on the paper in the call for questions. Something that comes to mind in the classroom, something that's around in the classroom, is the most common ratio for the topic. With student chairman authority, I glanced at the topics prepared last year but not used, so I'm sure.

So, as a precaution, I brought a backpack that was packed with enough trinkets to carry (starting with sharpens, ballpoint pens, kembals, rubic cubes, bamboo dumplings, etc.) all the way to school. But I can't "borrow" this.

"Otsuka, I'm transferring this backpack temporarily."

"What?"

to (probably) the friendliest Itsuka in the class,

"It's only a temporary transfer."

"A temporary assignment is a loan."

"Fine, transfer."

This must be a transfer. We have to keep ownership, even temporarily, at dawn. Make it look good.

"As soon as the athletic meeting is over, have it returned. Instead - if I ask, lend me what's in it. Or lend it to me."

"Is the contents anti-borrowing?"

"That's what I'm talking about"

You seem to understand, most importantly.

"Can I lend it to someone else?

"It's your freedom there. Regards."

"Ugh. I don't know what drives you so much. - Are you kidding me, Miyama?

"Shut up."

"Yes, sir. Good luck with that."

He has turned to a face that feels like... Are you stirring it up?

The morning has passed, the afternoon has passed, and the time of my discipline has begun.

to the rendezvous point. From one year to three years, one player from most classes was gathered. Inside, he also looked full of "2G" Zeke on. Speaking of which, the morning train was different, and as long as you had a light eye when you greeted the student chairman.

"Seung Pai"

I approached him and spoke in such a low voice that I couldn't hear him around.

"Wow! You were here... because you can't beat me?

"That's our fault."

For the most part, there's a reason you can't lose.

Good luck with that.

"Athletes who participate in sporting events and borrowing competitions will listen to this story."

Thirty people in the 10th class x 3rd grade seemed to be in place, and those with armbands started talking with one hand of megaphone.

The start is the line above the track. From there, I ran half way around the truck, and they put a box of titles, so they draw two titles from it. Once you draw your title, all you have to do is move around freely and go borrow that and limit your time (?) They say it's an hour. Isn't it too long......?

"You are also free to go outside the school gate. Make the most of the shops in the shopping district in front of the station because we talk all the time."

You seem to have jumped into a lot of competition than I thought.

Well, it's a lot to do. I'm confident you can win if you're talking. Let's borrow it all and score a goal ahead of the sequins.

"The goal is the headquarters tent you can see over there. While we live on the microphone, please do not lose the paper in question, as we will match the borrowed product with the title."

Now that we've checked the rules, the competition has begun.

Because you can't lose. I mean, already, I'm going for first place. To do this, first of all, it's important to pull the subject. If it's in the backpack brought in by both here, the winner gets much closer.

"About the position... Yikes..."

I can't beat the athletics guys for a simple run anyway, so I run half the track in the middle. I'm tired already.

Put your hands in the box...... the title, all the way.

One. "Unsharpened pencil".

Bingo! It's in the brush box in the backpack I brought in. Stationery reading hit the shape. We've all been sharpening lately. Worst of all, I could have feathered going back and forth to the stationery store in front of the station. This is twisted.

Two.

What? What?

"Closest opposite sex".

Hmm.

The closest opposite sex, right?

Ho.

You must be close.

Ha-ha.

The heterosexuality you talk about most often, is that okay?

Hmm.

Slightly, my eyes, naturally, turned to her.

And then I ran, and I drew the title. It's not a billy, so it's a good idea.

Well, what's your subject?

The first was a "textbook with a book cover that is not paper". That's a fine limited edition.

Nevertheless, he seems to have a whole bunch of semen. Luggage full of shen, where is it? You don't seem to find out if you sneak it...

I'll look at the lid.

Yes. I saw it.

This is, what is it?

Anyway, you're welcome to grab the sequins. I'm an athlete over there, too.

So, where is that guy? Looking around, I hadn't seen him in hours.

"Senpai!

Did you find out what you were looking at? Though I thought so, that didn't seem like it.

"Senpai, do you bring a manuscript today?

"The 25th. Right after the launch of MF, so well."

"You're covering, aren't you? That blue one."

"Ha."

Answering that much, the junior showed off the paper in his hand.

"Lend it to me!

"I don't like it. You're gonna get close to the goal for that."

After answering reflexively, I notice.

Either way, I have to take this guy. I can't make it a goal. Then I want you to do me a favor and be free to take this guy around.

"Correction. Okay. Instead, I want to borrow you afterwards."

"What?"

"My subject is junior."

"Yes?"

That just doesn't make sense, he looks.

It said, "Heterosexual junior."

"Ha..."

Um, think about it.

"Then why don't you go after me?

"Then I won't lend you a book cover. I don't think anyone uses fabric library covers that much?

"Hmmm......"

It's a form in which we hold each other's titles. What is it, a prisoner dilemma? It's like that, it's like a task that's going to come up in game theory.

"Okay, then. In the meantime, let's collect the manuscript. From my luggage. The story comes from that. I'd prefer a higher order anyway."

"So is that."

The two of us, headed for the 2G position, ran out.

"Itsuka!

Shen Pa, but I will also call the names of those who know. You were a senior in the art department, sure.

"Oh, bingo?

"It's bingo. Um, lend me an unsharpened pencil in the pencil box and, uh, a copy of the manuscript in the top (...) for each cover."

"Seriously? Two? You can go win, can't you?

Around, everyone else is asking around, “ Don ’ t you have one - They can pick it up at the pinpoint. Yeah, I think it's pretty advantageous.

"Yes, good luck"

Receive the sempa, and now you will have all my questions. Though it is not at my disposal.

By the way, you have a lot of questions, don't you? Probably because it means Eun-pi and junior.

If they keep goaling like this, they will be goalies more than I have in my hands. So, I, too, need to borrow (...) sequins in order to score goals.

It's best to aim for simultaneous goals.

I'm back to about the middle of the ground, so I'll take care of the story.

"Okay. Please lend me your manuscript and cover as you follow Sempa."

"Hmm? I'm good... okay?

"Yes."

Now it's "okay". I'm not giving up, I'm not here.

The moment I received the manuscript, Sempa grabbed my wrist disappointingly.

I also hold the wrist full of winning and losing. Because it was after I ran, or I felt my pulse hit me in the back of my skin.

"What?"

"Come on, let's go to the goal, shall we? Shen Pai?"

With each other's wrists held, each had a pencil and a manuscript in his other hand and cut the goal tape.

There were no clear provisions when they both scored goals at the same time.

If it's a rule when two players score goals at about the same time, there is. Somewhere in your body, it's better to touch the goal tape first. Applying this would mean that juniors who reached out long before the goal and touched the goal tape won and.

But this time it's easy to talk about. Junior can also be considered part of me because it is my "topic" and a borrowed one. The other way around, I'm part of the junior class. It sounds like a weird breeze, but we're even talking serious.

The ranking decision was first put on hold, and for now the borrowed check began.

One on both sides, the pencil and the manuscript are fine.

And the lid is the problem. Lies are uncovered.

"2G Inguchi's second topic is...... here! Don!" The Closest Heterosexual "!

Uh, I'm out.

"Mr. Inguchi, what's this?

"I'm a junior, but the trains I use are the same, and we often get together, so I borrowed them"

If I say any more, I get bored.

The junior also stares at me with the eye that he hasn't heard.

"I see......! If time permits, I'd like to ask Inouguchi what he thinks, but that's another opportunity."

That's great. It's likely that some of the guys in my class will ask me about it. But Otsuka found out. There may be less damage.

"Now, followed by 1A U.S.A. 's second topic...... Don! Whoa! This!" Who cares "! The subject for Mr. US Mountain was' Who cares'!

"Yes."

Hey, what are you doing? Why do you mean me?

How do you pick it up?

"What's this, Mr. US Mountain?

"This... is what it is, right? I'm curious. That's all."

The broadcaster seemed distracted by the junior answering lightly, which was helpful.

"Hmm. While I am concerned about your relationship, I would like to make a ranking decision as soon as possible as the third player is likely to be back. The method is always…"

All the time?

"It's grand!

No, no, no, no. I have such bad memories, not with juniors.

I have memories of me going ahead on my own, winning on my own, and being stopped with a knife to give back.

In front of the broadcaster, the two of us, facing each other.

There's no sign of a junior talking about anything. Slightly lower your right shoulder and become half-body. And...

"The first one is Goo, Jahn Kampong!

I let it out, Goo. And it was par that junior gave it out.

Mine, lose.

As a result, I won the borrowing race.

You won so much, you will have earned the right to ask for it safely and so much.

"Still, though." Today's Question. "

As it starts to get dark outside, on the train back home, I'll ask you all about it.

It's the first time I've come home from school with you.

"Why didn't you ask the 'question'? That time of day."

Close the textbook with the blue cover and look out the window for a moment.

"I wonder why..."

And I turned to this one.

"Sometimes, you can try your luck."

"What is it?"

"I won before. You can bet on a half," he said.

Haha, and I just laughed a little bit and said so all the time.

"It's a question of the day. Junior, why didn't you ask me? Give me your hand."

"Me, too. I don't think it's fair."

"Ho."

I laughed, and added:

"Besides, at that time, you didn't seem to hear a lot about it."

"What the hell"

Sempa, I grew a lot.