Kenichi Umegamiya's most hateful time has arrived.
Physical education classes - that's super unequal time. Only those born with excellent motor nerves and strength immerse themselves in superiority, and those inferior show their incompetence in front of large numbers with total misery, time to cloud.
Doing this in school education is incredible in itself. I just think of it as a gift of malice. I even wonder if I'm doing this to stain my spirit with the misery and complexity of inequality.
"Yes, next. Umemu and Aizawa"
Yumi Kayama, who holds the first class and teacher of physical education, is called to his name. Yumi Kaiichi rises up with dark thoughts and heads to hang himself on an iron bar.
(Why are you calling my name with Aizawa again...)
Toichi doesn't hate this teacher. On the contrary, I had the impression of being a good teacher because he also cares a lot about discreet root darkness students like himself, but I can't help but curse him this time around.
Metichi reaches out to the iron bars and exposes himself to the unusual ugliness of just hanging out. I try to lift my body over the iron bars with force on my arms in a desperate phase, but it doesn't even tingle.
Meanwhile, on the side, the truth is trying to show off the big wheels.
"This is Aizawa, who did such an extra thing?"
Yumi, who smiles and beware.
Toichi was full of regrets as he looked sideways at the truth.
Yourself just hanging on an iron rod in a desperate shape and a little one showing off his spare and physical elite appearance. It fills the class with inferiority and humiliation, aware that it will be reflected in the students of the class as a sarcastic and hilarious structure. I think I must be mocking myself at the bottom of my belly, toothpicking.
In fact, most of the students were sympathetic to such a blatant combination of Toichi, but Toichi, a chunk of the complex, did not even think he was sympathetic, etc. On the contrary, they decide that they must be making fun of themselves and others in their bellies.
It was Jen's turn after True and Kenichi had finished.
"Uh-oh."
It was Jen who rose to the top of the iron bars.
"Boo-hoo!
Strike your jaw hard against the iron rod as you lower, and fall.
"Hey, you okay? Tanyo."
"Oh, my God."
Jen with his buttocks, cutting his jaw and spraying blood but lovingly laughing.
"Looks like his parents are coming. Take him to the earth, to the infirmary."
Yumi laughs bitterly when she sees Injured Jen.
"Hey, Aizawa."
After the gym class, True was called to rest by Yumi.
"There's a rumor that you were walking with a girl outside of school."
"Is that something wrong?
Inquire without denying. Of course I have an idea. I have someone I'm dating, and I'm guessing someone in my students saw that.
"Not bad, but don't worry about it. You're not our student, are you? Is he in middle school? Or are you in high school? What kind of a kid is that?
"No..."
To be honest, I don't really know who they are. At my age, I'm not so different from myself. Though it looked about one or two up.
Sometimes true is an out-of-the-box personality, but more than that, he felt a mysterious impression from his opponent that he didn't care about the age of appearance or what school students he was in. I'm not even willing to ask them what their qualities are.
"I'm worried you might have caught on to a bad woman. And I wonder how far we've gone."
"No sardines can interfere with that."
Relax, True turns his back on Yumi.
"Don't even ask if you don't mind. I imagine you're already doing this."
Soon Yumi, approaching just behind her true, strangles the true from behind with wings and presses her chest against her back, gently rubbing her groin with her hands.
Truth ran with astonishment into Yumi's behavior, which I had not expected at all.
Shake off Yumi's light restraint and look back. Yumi smiles at her mouth and sits calmly.
"What..."
True to make me feel pulled.
"It's a joke. If that's how you react, you're still a virgin."
Yumi on her way to the school building. I felt like I was overdoing it, even though it was a joke. I doubt Yumi's nerves if anyone sees him, and what he's going to do if it's also reported to PTA.
True palpitations were speeding up because of an overly sudden sexual approach, but emotions resembling disgust are stronger than joy, confusion or excitement.
Even when a beautiful teacher did something horny, she wasn't as excited or excited as a porn cartoon. For some reason, the rejection was better first. I don't even know for myself how such a rejection came about.
True, Zongde and Jen had escaped and wandered on the roof because it was a teacher class they didn't like.
"Hey, I'm telling you to stop smoking. If they see you as bad, they'll treat you and me as bad."
True to control the Sovereign Virtues who tried to light tobacco.
"Classes, fights, all the time. You're bad."
"No. Bad is half the person who wears it without dyeing his hair or wearing it in uniform, bullies the weak, wigs it, sprinkles it with cigarettes. I'm not. Oh, I'm sorry to be in the same line."
True to seriously disagree with teasing sophistication.
"Look, look, I picked up a porn book in the school dumpster."
Jen took a sneezy porn book out of her bag and showed it to them in front of them.
"Is this the kind of guy you bring to school? Sounds used and dirty, huh?
Face to face Sotoku.
"What do you mean, used?
To Jen, who asks innocently, Zongde gets stuck in words.
You mean you didn't use that porn book or something?
True to answer lightly.
"What do you mean, wet?
Jen, who can be exposed to further questioning pursuits.
"Masturbation. So-called masturbation. You've already learned that in health and physical education. I mean, Jen's horny. You've never imagined it?
"None. I don't know."
On the contrary, Jen replies softly with a smile, even though he is truly questioned.
"Are you all dreamers"
True to think of myself admiring in my head.
"There can't be just Dream Sperm or something. I would do it about once every two days - normal."
Zongde penetrates.
"Once every two days..."
True revealed a rare expression. I can't be surprised or surprised, that's the face.
"Huh? Huh? Did I say something crazy? A lot?"
It's a dialogue I said without any concern, but the truth seems to be pulling, so I get anxious about Sotoku.
"No, nothing... not a lot every two days"
True to my heart that I'm glad I didn't say how many times I am first. If it's often every two days, I wonder what I am doing four times a day.
(I guess I'm unusual... No, I'm feeling it lightly)
It is true that I have always wondered and worried that I may be quite sexually stronger than a normal human being. In time, there is also a noisy and nervous side to erotic preferences. I wonder if Yumi's sexual harassment behavior earlier was due to the lack of sexual excitement at all.
"What kind of occassion is that? Big tits? I like slender legs."
"That's a bit of a talk..."
True to cloud your mouth at Zongde's inquiry.
Again, it's hard to tell people, but the porn genre that truly favors the most was rape. I know by reason that it's the worst preference I've ever seen myself, but when I see a woman who hates me being forced to put together by a man, it's like the sex she was born with, my heart really tempers me intensely.
Of course I don't really want to. It's only fiction, it's just paranoia.
You are attacked by intense disgust after processing your sexuality with those images or videos, or with paranoia. Especially within paranoia, it's all the time to occassion her now dating, and then even vomit instead of disgust. Troubled sexuality troubles me myself.
"Oh, my God, why don't you just let me talk horny about myself?"
Zongde makes his mouth shut.
"I guess I said it myself..."
"I told you, if you don't tell me, I'm the only clown."
"I'm sure the truth is so much more erotic than Zongde, I don't think I can tell you -"
Suddenly Jen pointed out that the starred truth is gibberish.