O miai shitakunakattanode muri nandaina joken o tsuketara dokyusei ga kita kudan ni tsuite

Early October.

It was a sports festival that day.

In Yustring High School, sports festivals are held through athletic stadiums rather than schools.

There are seats for the audience, so it's easy to watch the game.

"But... my high school sports festival is boring."

"I agree."

"Well... that's not funny."

In the words of the Holy Spirit, Soichiro and Yucho agreed.

What happens at sports festivals in general high schools?

Gymnastics?

Horseback riding?

Jade in?

Well....

Even if you don't like exercise, you can enjoy it quite a bit.

Isn't such a competition the main thing?

Such competitions were held at sports festivals, at least in Yuji's junior high school and elementary school years.

But this high school is different.

Individual sports can only run and fly 100 meters, 200 meters, or jump high.

Group sports are... good relays.

Gymnastics?

Horseback riding?

Jade in?

There is no such interesting competition.

Well, this isn't a sports festival, it's a recording tournament.

Saint vomited poison.

Yu Yashi agrees.

Yugi doesn't hate exercise, and she belongs to the basketball club (that's an Enjoy club that only goes through once a week)....

This sports festival is not very interesting.

Well, would you enjoy watching it with a girl?

Soichiro said with a serious face.

This man seems serious at first glance, but on the inside he's near scum and, by the way, a pervert there.

"... is that all you're looking forward to?"

By the way, Yu string is the same.

I mean, it's a boy.

That's why Yu chords decided to support women's activities.

"Gymnastics clothes... they're a little erotic."

I know.

"Sure."

Casually, Soichiro and Yucho agreed to the sacred words.

Gymnastics uniforms are short-sleeved and short-sleeved.

Therefore, I can unexpectedly see the skin.

In addition, the fabric is thin, so you can clearly see the irregularities in your body... and occasionally the inside of it appears to emerge.

Of course, ordinary girls wear camisoles so that they're clear, so there's hardly anything like seeing a bra....

Still, it's erotic enough.

"Maybe it's not for an erotic purpose... on the contrary, it's for an extremely healthy, healthy purpose, but rather the erotic part is good."

Soichiro spoke the truth with such a serious face.

The string and the saint shake their necks vertically many times.

"Also, isn't it important to say that high school routine... is a page of youth? Nostalgia... well, we're not that old."

"It's also important to scratch sweat and exercise clothes, right? Healthy... I'm not excited about something that looks unhealthy. Maybe it's instinct after all."

Yu String and Saint also develop the theory.

Of course, keep your voice down... and keep it out of the surroundings, but...

If a girl in my class asks me about this obscenity, I will lose my place from tomorrow.

"Speaking of which... there used to be a bloomer, right?

Yucho recalls the information he received from the Internet and his parents.

Of course, I can't wait to see you now.

"... the old folks seem to like that, but don't you feel like sucking it?

"No... well, aren't you erotic? I know you feel uncomfortable."

"I know. Honestly, it feels too cosy. For us."

Soichiro and Saint agreed to Yu's opinion.

For the three of us, Bloomer is a relic of the past, a classic... it's just a cosplay.

I don't think so, but something is different.

"Speaking of which, when I say bloomer,"

Behind Soichiro's gaze were two childhood acquaintances.

There was subnight incense and Chiharu.

Both of you are the owners of a wonderful proposition... when you become gymnastics clothes, the unevenness of your body clearly emerges.

Did you notice Soichiro's gaze? The two shook their hands as they jumped.

Soichiro waved lightly and continued.

"My school girls' pants are a little short."

"... when I was told..."

"That's right...."

Boys are normal, but girls' things seem a little short.

The length is about ten centimeters above the knee.

It's about the size of a table tennis uniform.

Well, that's cool, isn't it?

I see.

"That's cool, yeah."

In the words of the Holy Spirit, Soichiro and Yustring nodded to excess.

... it doesn't really matter if it's cool or not.

The important thing is how much feet you can see.

"Hey, St."

"What's wrong? By string"

"You're running there, aren't you, Yuri?

Yucho pointed to the girl who was running desperately in the relay.

A slender girl with long black hair on a ponytail.

It's hard to see because it's far-sighted... but it's probably pear incense.

Oh, it's tempura.

"What a surprise... isn't she very good at exercise?"

Somewhat surprised, Soichiro said.

When I was told... I couldn't say my feet were too fast.

"Well... it doesn't look like you have any muscles, so I'm adding them."

Saint said with a snort.

Tenka has long legs and is very thin.

"But... it's not so thin as to be unhealthy. He only has good faces and feet. Only the face and the feet."

Tenka's feet are sorted into so-called beautiful legs.

Because it is slender, it looks good in gymnastics clothes.

Although... I don't seem to be good at exercise.

It's strange to say that gymnastics clothes suit me even though I'm not very good at exercising... but maybe that's why they're showing up.

"It's time for me."

The string that checked the clock stood up.

It was time for Yu Chong's chosen competition.

"Oh, I see."

"What was that? You"

"Two hundred meters by six relays. Thanks for your support."

If you like.

"Well, I'll see to it while I see the girls."

"Are you guys still friends?

Yustring left the scene whispering lightly.

Yucho joined his classmates running the relay together and took the time to practice light prep gymnastics and baton delivery.

In fact, most of my classmates, including Yu Chong, aren't interested in winning, but....

But I don't want to scratch shame.

Remove the baton and become a “war criminal” a little awkward, so I'll take it seriously.

Are they watching?

Just a few more minutes before the relay starts.

Yucho checked the audience seat.

Soichiro and Saint...

I was watching the girl walk a hundred meters.

Probably looking at her chest or feet.

Active on women's breasts, feet and strings.

The former seems more important to both of us.

"Lazy bastard."

However, Yu String does similar things, so I can't tell you about people.

Then Yucho searches for another person.

The girl with beautiful linen hair was staring at Yu strings.

Yu string and her gaze meet.

Then she.....

I waved my hand lightly.

My heart was pounding.

"Hey, did... did Mr. Snowcastle wave at me?

"Seriously?... let's do our best."

The classmates started making a little noise.

And you backed me up, no, I... started an ugly struggle.

(... do your best a little bit)

Just a little, Yushi felt superiority.