“—Oath! We, the students of Utatane University High School, hereby pledge to fight fair and square to the bitter end in accordance with sportsmanship, with respect for our opponents, and with the importance of helping each other.”
The parents sitting on the bleachers on the Utagata High School grounds burst into applause after the representative student of the third grade recited the pledge of allegiance
The students, who were all wearing red or white Hachimaki (headbands), smiled brightly as they enjoyed the festive atmosphere.
Then there was the girl named. Asahi Mahiru—
“...HAaaa…”
“So gloomy!”
—Who was so blatantly depressed that her friend, a girl with glasses, couldn't help but get away a little.
“What's the matter, Mahiru? Do you have a stomach ache? You look as if the world is going to end today…”
“Ah, Yukiho-chan…”
Mahiru, who looked up at the voice of Fuyushima Yukiho, aka the “Glasses girl,” was sitting in a corner of the ground, clad in gloominess that could not be imagined from her normal self.
“...Why did I even choose the obstacle race…”
“I'm sorry, I have no idea. Are you making such a gloomy face because you don't want to participate in that race? O-Or maybe you don't want to bury your face in that white powder…?”
“What’s wrong~?”
As Yukiho was fretting over Mahiru's depressed state and trying to choose the right words to say, a female student suddenly appeared behind her. Aki Akabane, also known as the "Easy-going girl," is the most popular girl in the first-year class, along with Mahiru.
She’s wearing a cute red headband and bends down lightly in front of Mahiru as a mother would do to a crying child.
“What's wrong, Mahiru~? Why do you look like me when curry udon soup splashed on your clothes~?”
“Aki, why do you look so hopeless about it? Anyway, I don't know what it is, but she doesn't want to participate in the obstacle race…”
“Hmm~ Why~? Oh, you mean you don't like it when they go wild during the bread-eating contest? It's true that the boys' eyes are clearly drawn to your chest when you do it~ Yukiho…Ahh…”
“Hey, what did you just say? And what did you just imagine when you looked at my chest!?”
“S-Sorry, Yukiho…It’s just that some people don’t shake…”
“Don’t apologize seriously! I haven’t said anything yet, you know!? And don't get carried away just because yours is a little bigger, you hear me!?”
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While Yukiho was complaining to Aki, who was concernedly looking away from her small chest, another female student wearing a long-sleeved jersey appeared at them.
“What are guys fighting about earlier?” Ask Kotsubaki Hiyori, who’s like a reliable elder sister in their group.
“Ah, Hiyori~ It’s something about Mahiru not wanting to participate in the obstacle race~ And I think it's because of the bread-eating contest~”
“T-That’s not it! She hates the one where you have to dip your face in the powder and look for candy balls! It ruins your makeup and everything!”
“It’s not that. The girl is depressed because the Onii-san from college can only come before noon, and she's worried he might not be able to make it to her competition.”
“...Ha?”
Yukiho's eyes instantly turned cold in a manner befitting her name when she heard Hiyori's words, and she looked at her friend below her with a gesture like a rusty tin doll.
“Mahiru…You normie, why are you depressed because of that...?”
“B-Because this is the only competition I'll be participating in by myself, even though Onii-san’s coming to watch me…”
“I don’t care! You know how worried I was!? Please give my concern for you back!”
Yukiho shakes Mahiru's shoulders vigorously as she holds her knees, her glasses seeming to show the sad tears of an unpopular woman behind them.
While watching them, Aki laughed in a carefree voice while saying, “So that's how it is~”
“Then, I finally get to see this “Onii-san” of yours~? Ah, Hiyori, have you met him before~?”
“Well, we've only known each other a short time.”
“Isn’t that nice~? College students are like adults in their own right~”
“...Wait. He’s Hima's favorite, so don't get any funny ideas, okay?”
“Ahaha, of course not~ I'm just curious about what kind of person he is because Mahiru’s so fond of him~”
“I hope that's the case…”
Hiyori said so as she turned her eyes casually toward the field.
With many parents watching—the first event was about to begin.