The borrowing competition ended and there were other personal events.
For two or three years, Yudo will be the center of the game, earning scores, and moving on to the next group competition in the form of only a few other classes.
Two tripods with Shizuku coming out with me next.
Sometimes a class match is a big score allocation, and if you want to win overall, you want to aim for the top.
As a rule, it is to be done in pairs of men and women, so many students can be seen in all classes who, by and large, participate in the ministry activities of men and women.
Athletics has many classes especially responsible for anchors and top batters.
Among them, the three of us chose the Kanzaki pair for the first runner.
There are a few reasons, but in short, it doesn't seem to be the first.
I swallowed Yudo's proposal to leave the pair at ease from the start to the goal.
As we tied our feet to our friends with the hand wipe we brought, we also asked Kirasaka to tie me to Shizuku's leg.
"It hurts!
"Oh, I'm sorry about the wax."
……
Shizukuishi's white, thin feet tied with a gutter of cloth, Kirasaka says grandiose without hiding it.
It was a little tight on my leg, but I felt something resembling homicide from the gaze I exchanged when I put it back from the position I was kneeling in.
Unexpectedly the feeling of frozen spine strikes.
Just for the record, when the student council election ended and consideration of the competition officially began, Kirasaka was the only two tripods who showed a willingness to compete.
However, in principle it is forbidden for the same student to run twice.
Temporary representation is permitted when a student who is scheduled to compete is injured, but Kirosaka's request was sometimes a pair appearance with me, which is difficult to achieve.
Shizukuishi took precedence this time in the form of a fold in Shizukurazaka, but it seems that it still has it in the roots a little.
"Why should I help you?"
"Don't complain later, because it's forbidden for them to tie the rules."
While the sight of Shizukura shrugging through the bumps and the rarely complaining beauty slopes widens, I turn my gaze to students in other classes lining up next door.
Some students don't remember, but there are still many athletic departments.
Exercise skills alone will lower the expected order for me to pull my legs.
Instead of targeting the first place or the top places, it might be a good idea to go for about the middle to be sure.
When you set up such a calculation and look at it, Kirasaka starts talking.
"On a two-legged tripod, there are three things that matter: speed, timing, and stride. Well, when it comes to you guys, the problem is about speed."
"Why..."
In fact, I haven't been practicing much, and I don't have a vision that suddenly works out for me in production...
But Shizukuru also snorted, agreeing with the words of Kirasaka.
"Needless to say, the timing is familiar, and the stride is really good. You always care."
"When you're walking with us, you're always walking at smaller strides than usual."
Oh...... that sort of thing.
Out of the way. You're looking at it in detail, you guys.
I didn't hide what was right for them, I didn't care.
I just couldn't help but move on alone, so I was just slowing down.
One fist. Shizukuishi lined up at a distance of about a minute looks up, but a little embarrassed comes up and strays from its gaze.
Kirasaka kept talking.
"The start starts from the opposite leg, which is not tied, and runs constantly at a speed that the two of us decided would fit"
"... ok"
With that said, Kirasaka smiles back at her heels.
I went back to the Student Union tent, not the backup seat.
... For once, I wasn't sure if I'd tell him I shouldn't go back because you're a refrain student too, but let's not because it just makes the vibe worse.
While faculty are checking course confirmation and walking order, first runners line up on the starting line.
Me and Shizukuishi stand shoulder to shoulder.
"Hehe... I didn't expect you to come out with me"
"You told me that from yourself."
I said with zero sigh at Shizukuishi, who smiled joyfully.
Ask him out, what are you talking about?
I may be in the wrong place to ask just before the start, but I wanted to ask Shizuku something.
"Shizuku wants to take first place?
If it's a battle, it's natural to want to be first.
But you're close to abandoning your goal of first place when you're working with me.
Not to worry, but she also looks like this and hates losing.
I'm honored that you chose me as a pair, but honestly there was a question as to whether I should.
"Of course! But it's more important to go on a competition with you. Results are next."
Shizuku, who told him without even placing it between inquiries, was smiling satisfactorily.
There's no such thing as a lie in your current words.
I just don't ask for results because my primary concern was to be in the same event at the sports festival.
Seriously, when I'm told without any hesitation, I just want to look a little bit better too.
"Do you work hard......"
"Yes!"
Immediately, the faculty confirmation will be completed and the announcement will flow.
The gaze of students from all over the school gathered in the starting line and many voices of men and women supporting Shizuku reached their ears.
Ten people, representatives of the five classes, line up and wait for the signal.
Each other's bodies were so closely attached that the heartbeat of the shouldered Shizukuishi was also likely to be heard through their bodies.
Probably the same goes for Shizuku.
Her cheeks were slightly red-stained when she dropped her gaze on the side with a chill.
No matter how familiar you are, it's embarrassing to stick your bodies together at this distance.
But soon that look also turns into something serious.
The faculty raised their arms vertically.
Without anyone's support, the hustle and bustle of the ground turns into something quiet.
And with the signal, it's bound to make more noise than ever.
I haven't been thinking about it for a long time.
However, I made the start current and had a zero word out of my mouth.
"Always...... thanks"
Moment after moment, I felt the girl's body standing next to me tense.
Strength is caged in the shoulder she grabs.
I wasn't able to change anything.
However, it was stained and found throughout this student union that Shizukuishi and Kirasaka had always been a great support for me.
Previous and forthcoming words of gratitude were put into words at a moment's time.
For the first time, it's a word I've honestly conveyed without clouding or delusion.
Ahead of this, I may never be so honest in communicating my words.
So because Shizukuishi had also been guessing about it for a long time, a small drop of tears fell from her eyes.
And he looks up with a full smile on his face.
The gaze only exchanges for a moment, and when you look forward and get in position, the signal of the start rings.
Shizuku and I took the first step without exchanging words as each class pair was about to run off with the hanging voice.
Before any pair, only slight differences but strides were made.
There was a prior discussion with Kirasaka for one reason, but above all, the first step taken without the need to breathe together made a huge difference.
They run shoulder-to-shoulder, but they don't feel like they're pulling each other's legs.
Feet forward without hanging at the maximum speed at which the two can fit.
Start in front of the student council tent and run 150 meters halfway around the track.
Go around the loose corner and into the last straight line.
I was sparingly focused on making sure how much lead was packed right after the start.
Just be aware of the information in front of you and the breathing of your neighboring partner and move your feet diligently.
I could see a boy student reaching back among the next runners I had seen far away.
Hold the yellow hammer hanging on his neck in his left hand and stick it forward to the maximum.
Handed over by rough breath, he is certainly held in the hands of a boy student, and the next runners start.
Shizuku and I moved our bodies into the truck so that we could fall down, where we checked the situation behind us for the first time.
There were four pairs behind us.
I mean, we were able to keep our first lead and give it to the next.
Shizukuishi understood that at the same time, and soon she clings to my arm with her expression in the color of joy.
Usually, I would have refused to act boldly in front of the students.
But now I don't even feel fine dust such as cold gaze from around me.
Around me was the race enthusiasm, especially the same yellow group of students who were throwing admirable words.
So... yes, I guess it's because of that situation, I never expressed my mood with my body in my short life, but I was unconsciously sticking out my fists for Beautiful Lusaka, the chairmen in the student union tent, and Yudo, who is lining up in the front row of the tent as an anchor.
Then he immediately returns to me and his expression, which was exalted by the embarrassment of his actions, returns to normal.
Lower your protruding arm and drop your gaze on the next Shizuku.
"... go backup"
"Yes!... but before that"
Shizuku rounds his body and removes the cloth at his feet.
Indeed, I forgot that I no longer had to travel like this.
When we lose the cloth that was tying the two of us together, the openness is amazing.
I was so open to the illusion that I could fly even in the sky anymore.
Gently turn the ankle that was restrained, then stand up.
Turn your body toward those who have Shizukuishi in order to move in the opposite direction, which is the starting point and also the goal.
Then Shizuku shows up in do-up from the front.
When I realized it had jumped in, I was in an inevitable position.
Take her body so that it has as little impact as possible and suppress it by recoiling momentum and turning her body.
Knock lightly on Shizuku's head, which seems happy when he presses it down with force on his arm to avoid throwing Shizuku away for a spin.
"Oh, and you're in danger."
"Eh heh... happy"
... what is this exchange of words.
Love comedy, or is this youth love comedy?
They must think it's an absolutely love-coming development from around.
Maybe until a sniper hides in a nearby forest and snipes at me.
Just in case, I checked all around and then walked to the goal point with Shizuku, who still didn't look like he was leaving his arm.
As a result, in two years, the three groups maintained their first place ranking and connected to Yudo's pair.
You don't even have to worry from there.
Yudo and the others cut the goal tape as it perfectly matched the movements of the female students in the athletic department, with three pairs in first place and two tripods closing the curtain.
And it wasn't just the voice of praise that was waiting for us… it was primarily the gaze of jealousy from the boys students over Shizuku's bold actions afterwards.
Already, it passed through the grand grand grand grand grand grand grand and was directed towards the extra grand grand grand grand grand grand.
But if I told you that, it was within my expectations, and what was unexpected was a sharp gaze at Shizukuisha's unusual interrogation.
In contrast, Shizukuru was also chested as if he was proud of his gaze, and it goes without saying that a student named Yudo Ohara made a sacrifice to calm things down.
Thank you, Yudo Ohara.
I have learned something as a lesson.
In the Golden Wheel, we have to step into a situation that is disruptive in public.
The morning division's competition is over with two tripods.
The noon announcement flows and the students travel to each lunch place.
Some students eat with their families, others eat with friends, and others head to study for food.
Yudo and Shizukuishi were caught by the discerning students and were to eat with their classmates today.
When it was hot outside too, Kirasaka went back indoors, and I decided to buy appropriate rice balls and other dishes in the schoolyard shade.
On that road, I changed the direction of my walking when I saw what I saw when I walked through the back gate.
"... what are you doing?
I spoke to someone who was watching the ground in front of the back gate because he wasn't supposed to be here.
The person, my father, Yuichi Makoto, was in the back door.