My Skills Are Too Strong to Be a Heroine

The club work on that day didn't go very well.

The day of April is still high and bright even after a day of practice after school.

When I was told the start of the break, I turned down the same first-year students and managers who spoke to me and wanted to be a little alone, so I was heading towards the room building in the corner of the ground.

"... it was rumored that the cute kid was watching from afar. Anyway, be a dick."

"That's right. I can leave the work to the other kids, and I'd be happy if you just supported me."

I heard the voices of three years old seniors, and somehow hid behind a nearby tree without going any further.

It seems that I have been hated by senpai, especially since they put me on the bench and recently I've been exposed to a little disgust, so I didn't want to face each other as much as possible. It's troublesome.

At a glance, in front of the room building, several 3-year-old seniors surround a girl.

Looking at the conversation, it seemed like he was soliciting a manager.

This year, as usual, there are many women managers who want to work, and they are having trouble assigning jobs.

I wonder if he is too.

Looking at it, as they told me, she was a small, cute girl. Is it the same first-year student because of the colour of the ribbon on the uniform?

Honestly, I'm not in the mood right now, and I'm quietly trying to leave the scene.

"Um... I think it's interesting to watch football, but I don't know the rules at all.

It's not like I can work hard.

It's rude to come in with a light feeling, so I'm sorry, but please refuse. "

Unexpectedly returns her legs to the girl with her head down deep.

What an honest kid with a clear opinion. I was impressed at the same age.

"Um, this is it...."

"Er, what is it? I couldn't help but shout."

"Look, I told you, I'm a Meehar woman who wants to go far away anyway. There's a lot of them this year."

Grade 3 students who had been shaped suddenly changed their attitude and started to take sides. Besides, give me the name of another person, "This way."

With all the rudeness, I almost jumped out of my mind forgetting the advice I was once familiar with.

"Takao, you're so cool, we don't even have one towel. Everyone's just a man this year. Really?"

"Is it good to be so far away? Sure looks good, and I'll admit I'm good at soccer. But he has the worst personality. Did you know that?

"I said I wanted to concentrate on club activities, and I said no to the angry confession rush, but she's not there, so I kept my expectations. It's terrible. I think I have her. That kind of thing is strong.

"You're making a fool of us, too. You're looking down on me for three years without putting me on the bench. It's really annoying."

Gu, bite your back teeth.

Why do you have to tell others that you know so much about yourself? Oh, yes, it was unbearable. In the weeks since I enrolled in school, the gap between the curiosity and expectations of many others and the reality of the self-imposed "Takao Fukaya-kun" statue seemed like a cotton swarm that stuck around my neck.

I don't think so. I just...

"Um, I don't think so."

Girls' voices were blocked by the unstoppable seniors' bad words.

"Takao, I don't think so.

Well, maybe she refuses to confess because if our soccer club is powerful, and we practice on Saturdays and Sundays, and we sew between them and study hard enough to get to the top of the school, we can't take care of her.

Besides, the manager girls aren't even working. I saw it, but he gave me a towel for someone who was sweating. There are a lot of people who really like this sport, regardless of Takao.

I don't think it's a good idea to say that. "

The girl opens her mouth again while the seniors are being held apart.

"Then, Takao may indeed look a little disgusting when he sees you.

But that's probably when senpai looked at you with a disgusting face. [M]

I don't mean to underestimate it, but I have more body and experience than myself, so if I try hard, I might be able to let it go right away. I think I feel a little wasted. There is still a big difference between 15 and 18 years old that can't be filled with effort.

Um, so, um, um... "

Looking straight ahead, she cut to pieces.

"I'm sure Takao is not who senpai thinks he is. It's as noticeable as it can be, but sometimes it's normal to worry about it, and I don't think it's really just someone who can work much harder than people."

Shhh, the area is calming down.

The quiet breathed happily, and the girl ran off in a hurry with her hands pounding down in front of her chest.

"Well, I imagined it all! I'm sorry for being so cocky! Ah, uh, good luck practicing! Goodbye!"

From the next day onwards, as usual, my seniors looked at me in a rough way, but they stopped harassing me childish.

She seemed to be away from her class and seldom saw her in school.

When I happened to pass by in the hallway, my friend who was with me said, "I'm always smiling and healthy, Aria Amamiya. I can break my heart when I retest."

Amamiya-san. Strangely, I couldn't get away with the name, and I had a headache. I always forget someone else's name instantly.

I thought I wanted to say thank you at that time, but if they found out that I was eavesdropping, they might hate me, so I passed the time without grasping the trigger.

And second-year students, sunny and in the same class, today is the after-school of a day when I thought about talking but couldn't give up courage. I hear voices from other worlds.