Chapter 103: 107-successor to someone's hope...

Rinne is running while screaming.

Rinne is running while screaming, because a member of the soccer club who had been swearing at her easily overtakes her.

Gorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Heartbreak Reon's voice is ungrammatical, and he is chasing after the back of the soccer player with nothing but his obsession. He is also fearful of being chased, and sometimes looks back to check Rion's voice.

Why doesn't anyone say yes?

She muttered to herself during practice.

I want to be in love, that's why I quit the cheerleading squad, and I tried to dress up. Why won't you accept me? She was showing her yandere side.

She was complaining and lamenting her current situation. Personally, I think Hayasaka Rinne is one of the cute girls. Her wavy hair, which is rare among high school girls, is attractive, she has a good style because she used to be a member of cheerleading club, and she has a nice smile. I think she is just being too quick to judge, but she doesn't seem to understand it. It's as if she's trapped in a corner.

Her impatience and desperation are paying off as she is still in second place.

Once again, the audience was thrilled.

Intelligence Takazo

He had been giving his opinion to the gymnastics committee members for a few days before the festival.

The interdivisional relay is a very free event. Humor is required on the same level as the order of finish. He took advantage of the restrictions thereby loosened to negotiate certain things.

In the end, he was able to use his high intelligence and eloquence to achieve his goal.

It was a bicycle.

A bicycle, the symbol of the homecoming club.

At the very edge of the run zone, Intelligence Takazo was astride a bicycle, watching his timing. This would be unforgivable under normal circumstances, but this was a relay race between clubs. In other words, there is a quota for stories. Like the computer club. Takazo was the story runner for our team.

Takakura started pedaling when he came out of the corner. It is hard to accelerate on a bicycle. If he doesn't start early, Rinne will stop.

He passed the baton almost at the same time as the soccer team. I was impressed that all the hard work and practice had paid off. Their baton passing was one of our challenges. Their speed was good, but we struggled with safety and the difficulty of the baton pass. Takakura and Rinne, who did not get along well with each other, did not pass the baton particularly well, and they argued after many failed attempts.

When Rinne finished passing the baton, she said, 'Someone love me! He cried out and collapsed. I wish you happiness.

The speed of the car was increasing rapidly, and by the midway point of the corner, the soccer team was ahead of the other teams. This was how he regained the first place.

But after the midway point, I started to slow down. It was no use. If he accelerates and goes into the corner at top speed, I'm dead. And there's no way I can pass the baton. He was good at math, and he slowed down just like he had practiced.

I put on my tomato knit cap and got ready for battle.

I don't play tricks. I'm a good athlete by nature, so I'm going to take it seriously.

It smells familiar.

I can taste the sand.

The bombs the bombers dropped created many pillars of earth. It is as if an invisible giant is walking, and it is getting closer to me every second. The sky was shaking and my head was dusty. Even if I covered my ears, my brain shook. Finally, the giant stepped through a few meters closer to me. The impact knocks me down, and I shrink back, my whole body bathed in a rain of sand. Mud and sand from the enemy's country enter my mouth, which I do not want to put into my mouth. I never forgot the taste.

Alinaaaaaaah!

I yelled out before the baton pass.

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It's not that I want to confess my love. I'm sworn to be a bachelor, and I can only make a public confession if I'm very brave and sure that I'm OK with it. It's a pipe dream for a chicken.

It was inevitable that I would leave everything to Alina, the anchor. Eiji said that this was the best way, taking into account the speed of the foot and the ability of each of us. Alina also made full use of her special style and was very fast for a girl.

But she knew that she would not win by a comfortable margin. It would not work that way. So they insured her with awakening, mental attacks, and the use of bicycles. And the last insurance was Alina. As a representative of beautiful girls, Arina Hiba can only use her dazzling beauty to her advantage.

What? Absolutely not!

She refused, of course. If she had been in the state of a rose with a poisonous tongue, she might have been able to do something similar to Rinne, but that's a tough call for her right now. However, she got used to it as she practiced it gradually and became able to do it without any shame. She is indeed the daughter of an actress.

She takes the baton. Leave the rest to me, Takakura.

Nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan Alina! Everyone's Angel, Alina! You and I are both handsome and melo melo Think only of me Or else I'll hate you!

Alina must be dancing frantically right now. The choreography and dialogues were supervised by Heartbreak Lyon. Incidentally, she is set up as 'Magical Girl Alina-nyan.

The ending is annoying and nauseating, but it is said to make most boys feel light-headed. I named it 'arifana. A reference to the drug.

Why does 'nyan' make people excited in the first place?

When I asked Takakura about it, he said, 'It's not the word that excites me. It's just a cute girl doing cute things, and 'nyan' is just a byproduct. In other words, if it's cute, it's acceptable. This is the guy, officer. This is the enemy of mankind.

Alina was practicing, ashamed. She mumbled brokenly, 'Alina-nyan...... Alina-nyan......,' and her eyes gradually darkened and she gradually turned into Dark Alina, which at times was painful, but at other times she said, 'Cute Alina! It's so cute I'm going crazy!'' After I repeatedly praised her, the sparkle returned to her eyes. As a result, she became a dancing JK. Rinne's devilish guidance finally bore fruit.

Unfortunately, I didn't have the energy to see it, so I just ran as fast as I could. I was jogging, but the computer club became an obstacle, and the soccer team overtook me in the split second that I avoided it. It was the moment I swore to myself that I would destroy the equipment of the computer club.

The last line.

Alina is doing the cat's paw pose with her hips twisted. Apparently, she's doing it right. The anchor soccer player is in a daze, addicted to ariphana.

'Alina!

Alina comes to her senses, turns around, and adjusts her stance. The aryphana addict shakes his head, trying to wake up and regain consciousness.

Alina runs. The funny thing was that Alina and I were always in sync. She rarely missed a baton pass.

One meter to go. Half a meter to go. A few dozen centimeters to reach her.

We were connected.

Starting with Eiji, the baton passed to Masao, Rinne, Takakura, me, and now to Alina, the will of the homecoming club members is now connected.

The tusk of the representative of the beautiful girl is swept away, and her hair is pulled into a ponytail, flowing like a dragon running in the sky.

'Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

Alina screamed in an explosion of shame.

Her back was turned away. As I pulled out of the lane, the other members of the club passed by me one by one.

I fell to my knees and sank to my knees. I don't know when I've been this serious. Probably since I was born. Oh, it was your mother who tried. I'm sorry.

I put my elbows on the ground and think in my foggy head. I wonder if Alina did it. The dull, pulsing sound in my ears is nagging at me. I breathe in and out again and again, sweat dripping on the ground.

With all my strength, I lift my face a little. The sun was shining so brightly that I held up my hand.

Then I saw Alina, the first one to cross the finish line with the tape around her body.

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