Otonari no Tenshi-sama ni Itsu no Ma ni ka Dame Ningen ni Sareteita Ken (WN)

Zhou's turn is essentially about a horseback racing and borrowing competition, which is an appearance event, and a horseback riding battle in which all the men participate.

Students overflowing with other passages want more than two, but Zhou had no such enthusiasm so he kept it to only two events and an overall competition.

Because of this, I have already finished putting balls in it.

A truly cheerful competition, or just the task of putting the balls in a cage high up.

The balls to be put inside are the takeaways, but they are not originally such a mucky thing on top of the large amount, so we had a soothing dispute all the time.

Though he competed with a thousand years old pushing his back to be active, he won't be active or anything in the balls.

It was not noticeable because it was a repetition of the plain task of normally picking up some balls, redirecting them, layering them, and throwing them together.

However, whether the aim was accurate and putting the balls together played a role, the number of balls was higher than that of the white team, or so.

"Really plain. Let's go, Zhou."

"Ugh. It's time for you to take turns. Go."

"Oh, I was"

"Executive members are pretty busy," she spills as she looks at the schedule. She heads to the tent of operations.

Then I didn't have to wonder why I ran for it, but now I guess.

Check the date of the day affixed to the tent struts as you gaze at the thousand-year-old's back, which once heads for it on a small run.

The morning schedule ends in a few more events. Zhou's last borrowing competition as an individual event was also included in several of those events.

When the rest of the event is over, the lunch break is pinched and moved to the afternoon section.

In the meantime, Zhou will no longer be competing in the afternoon horseback rides once the borrowing race is over.

"... when he borrowed money, he ran it."

The fact that Chitose took turns at this time means that Chitose will probably be in charge of the remaining events. I think I'm aiming to make sure that the judge of the borrowing race will also be her......

I don't know who's thinking about the subject of borrowing, but I was slightly scared that I didn't seem to have much of a locomotive title.

When I went to the next rendezvous point for the next refrained borrowing race, even as I subtly got heavier, midday was quietly sitting where hope seemed to pass as well.

Zhou also kept his mouth shut because he had no business talking to him, but when midday and his gaze met, he was smiled lightly and bewitched.

Outside, I treat you as someone else, but my heart jumped a little on the look of my usual grin seeping out.

Though Zhou returned the same with no expression, there is no denying that he is somehow uncomfortable.

Thousands of years of age who were assembling around such a perimeter and midday as a sports festival operation looked delightful.

It is the turn of the borrowing race and the attendant… In this case, follow the instructions of the millennium and enter the ground.

There are already several folded pieces of paper scattered around the ground, just pick up that piece of paper and bring what's written there when the start signal comes out.

Borrowing races are not as serious as other running races because they are close to breathing and have purposes such as enjoying borrowing.

However, it is important to note that depending on the topic, you may be exposed.

"All contestants should line up on the starting line."

Thousands of years old using microphones to give clear instructions are really MC friendly girls if you're not kidding. The same goes for bright personalities, but you can read the air and the situation, and a clear voice that is easy to hear and not too high would be enough to make you listen.

Since all school students and staff are watching me, so far, no jokes. Chitose signals "about position".

The artillery itself is held by another attendant boy, so he'll just make the count.

After the word "ready" for a thousand years old, a beat away and the sound of an empty cannon sounds.

This sound is bad for the heart at all times, but it goes to the paper that is running loose and falling without even giving it a yawn.

The early players have already opened up and checked the subject, and Zhou also picks up one folded piece of paper to follow them to check the contents.

Inside, it said this in characters that looked like they were written on several scales.

"People Who Think They're Beautiful"

This pattern was also assumed, but the topic was to borrow the person, not the object.

I really wanted to go in and see who thought about this topic, but I can clear this topic in circles as well.

It's not the most troubling 'likes' or anything, you just have to look at it objectively and bring a beautiful person.

I mean, everyone admits beauty...... you can call midday. I'm gonna finish my midday loan and I'm gonna score a goal. All I have to do is score a goal with you.

It seems pretty conspicuous to take midday, but if you know what's in it because the subject matter is, you'll be able to decide it's a reasonable place.

Trying to find midday that would be picking up the topic the same way... from the side, they grabbed the t-shirt.

It was picked rather than grabbed, I'd be right to say, but he pulls the hem area hard and turns around to say what the circumference is.

There, the person I was looking for now reluctantly looked at me.

"Fujimiya, I would like to accompany you once Fujimiya has borrowed from you because the borrower is Fujimiya."

"What, me?

"Yes."

I don't think we owed each other anything.

It was convenient in a way, but I feel it seems very noticeable.

Though nothing stands out at a time when they are talking at midday in the middle of the ground.

Beyond the goal line, the judge's millennium is watching over this one with a slight appearance.

(Remember him later)

Since the letter in question is a thousand years old in the first place, there will be some topics she aimed at to some extent. I don't know what the middle of the day pulled, but I must have gotten a topic that I couldn't give way to for the middle of the day because I was going out of my way to specify the perimeter.

"Uh.... by the way, what do you owe me?

"It's a secret."

He said if he scored a goal, he could read it out, but he didn't try to mouth the subject at midday.

So sigh and head to the goal.

"I owe you one, too, so I'm gonna score a goal."

"... Fujimiya is the one who owes you money"

"Secrets"

Returning a similar answer to midday, he laughed small.

"Right, it's been fun since you scored the goal"

Whispering, I took Zhou's hand at midday.

Don't mind the perimeter squirming, touch the perimeter at midday and head to the goal.

As for Zhou, she had a subtle stomach ache, but when she looked at the midday when she seemed in a good mood, she wondered if she could help herself, so she realized it was a weak flavor she fell in love with.

When I ran through the subtly awesome ground for Zhou to reach the goal line, I was greeted by a thousand years that seemed really upbeat.

Though I accidentally pounded my tongue, I don't even seem to have noticed it.

"Whoa, is this a go-roo for two? I think he was a runner in a borrowing race on both sides."

"Thousand years old, you son of a bitch. We owed each other money."

"Ha-ha. Well, then I'll check your subject, but which one is it from?

"Mr. Fujimiya, please."

I was surprised at the designation of midday, but I just said that a thousand years old got it, and I indicated the paper around me with my fingers. Show me, I guess.

It wasn't even something to hide, so I show her the topic lightly.

Thousands of years of age looked subtly disappointed in the contents of the topic.

I don't know what you were expecting, but I guess it wasn't what you wanted.

Still, I regain my mind and pull Mike over to my mouth with a glowing look.

"We're checking your issue right now. The subject of the first pair of red clothes is…" People who think they're beautiful. "

The crowd has some soothing air on the read-out topic.

It would be a really hard choice. There are no beauties in school beyond midday as long as Zhou knows, and midday is still the cutest thing for Zhou.

With the exception of Zhou's personal opinions, it's not strange to bring midday.

Hostility was flying around in the middle of the day when the two of us scored a goal, but the content of the topic seems somewhat soothing.

The problem would be on the midday side of the story.

Zhou doesn't know what it says, but I don't feel that it's a peaceful student living around designating Zhou deliberately.

Chitose receives a piece of paper with a title written at midday, blinks his eyes properly, and then peeks at midday.

Zhou didn't see what it said, but from his thousand-year-old expression, he said, "You can tell me, right?" I saw colors like that.

(What the hell did you bring me here for?)

A thousand-year-old reaction makes me less and less understand.

A gentle smile lingers at midday. In other words, it is a statement of intent that it is not a problem to read it as it is.

Chitose confirms it and returns to his usual grin.

"Uh, followed by the identical arrival, but confirmation of the issue of one white pair. The title of the white group is…" A loved one. "

The moment a thousand-year-old voice sounds on the ground, a bluff arises from the student's waiting area.

If you look reflexively at the midday one - she let her gaze here and arc on her thin red lips.

It seemed both to the laughter of the child as if he had succeeded in the prank and to the scuffle containing the lighting.

I'm pretty sure Zhou was looking at this one to see how Zhou reacted when he found out about this topic.

(Little devil...)

A thoughtful midday would be as easy as anticipating how your surroundings will react when the topic becomes public.

Still, I chose Zhou as my borrower at midday. To make a difference in the relationship.

From now on, I can't stay halfway.

Instead of a beautiful grin that was always shown at school, Zhou blurred and scratched his hair with his palms, "Absolutely later you'll be questioned around" to the vegan smile he showed around him.