They all have hidden attributes!

"100 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, 1500 meters, archery."

Hearing this, the manager, leaning forward with both hands on the reception desk, glanced at the jeans and sneakers and advised him to leave:

"Guest, you're not from around here, are you? Our Zhushan College has a very strong sports club; our 400-meter and 1500-meter athletes are national champions."

"What kind of champion is the archery athlete?" Makoto Takahashi asked casually.

"Although we didn't win the championship, we are aiming for the national selection next August."

Despite the manager's confident expression, he still took out 1000 yen from his wallet and signed up: "Please arrange it for me."

“Makoto, add two more items. I want to take a drink back for Reiko,” Tachimi Yuki said.

She wanted to drink another bottle herself, even though they sell them in vending machines, but the nature of the drinks is completely different.

"Add kendo and badminton to the mix, please." Makoto Takahashi took out his phone to check the world records.

After receiving the money, the girls immediately called over the track and field team. The naive members had no idea what level of opponents they were going to face, and despair ensued on the familiar track.

— Makoto Takahashi bullied a child by timing himself according to the world record.

Standing in the cool shade of the tree, Tachibana watched him run, a troubled expression on her face.

On Kashima Reiko's birthday night, I underestimated him a bit. I need to find a way to improve the conditions for tolerating his womanizing ways.

After obtaining the points, Makoto Takahashi first exchanged two bottles of drinks for Yuki Tachimi, and then it was the Kendo Club's turn. With his "Unpredictable Blade," he made the opponents dizzy and disoriented.

In the badminton club, even though Makoto Takahashi's grip on the racket is not standard, as long as he has enough power, the shuttlecock can be so fast that it is invisible. Moreover, there is no situation where he cannot catch the shuttlecock.

By adopting the rule of "as long as the ball doesn't touch the ground, it's fine," they successfully exhausted their opponent's stamina when the score was 10-0.

With 4 points remaining, the female manager of the sports club alliance was still not satisfied. Holding a blue octopus plush toy, she accompanied him to the archery club.

In the unfamiliar semi-open shooting range, I took off my shoes and stepped onto the wooden floor. I picked up my bow and arrow, a long-lost sight. 28 meters away were black and white targets.

Makoto Takahashi took a slow, deep breath, nocked an arrow, and released the string amidst the adoring gaze of his opponent.

Snapped--

The sound of strings suddenly rang out, spreading through everyone's hearts. A sharp black shadow swept across the sunlit lawn, stirring up a gust of wind.

Without using [concentrated breathing], the arrow hit the bullseye precisely.

"Chengjun's playing sounds a little different now."

Yuki took the doll from the female manager's arms and naturally revealed a gentle smile: "I like you even more now, what should I do?"

"It seems like Tsurumizawa is about to hold a sports festival?" Makoto Takahashi put down his yumi, took the black pen, and signed autographs for the fans.

"It's not gentlemanly to bully girls, is it?"

"Too."

"Let's have a kyudo match. The loser has to grant the other person a request."

Tachibana Yuki, holding the doll, tilted her head and shot a sharp gaze that pierced through her body. Takahashi Makoto froze on the spot for a moment, then looked up and met her gaze.

Mutual control—that's the sense of security that Ritsuki desires.

[Either be so obedient as to obey my every command, or be so strong that I have nothing to say to you.]

Recalling her declaration, Makoto Takahashi couldn't help but think to himself, "The young lady is quite adorable."

"I won't bully you," he said with a confident smile.

"My lord, pride comes before a fall."

Tachikawa Yuki's lips curled into a dangerous smile as he strode away from the archery club: "It's about time to go back for lunch. I'd like to take a nap later."

"Aren't you coming to the afternoon performance?" Makoto Takahashi asked.

"I'm pretty much done playing. I'll probably have some work to do this afternoon. Hanaori said she wants to have a pajama party tonight and play board games."

"You seem to get along well with Hanaori."

"She has a sweet tongue and is much more innocent than the girls in the college. You like her, so there's nothing I can do about it."

Maya often looked down on Hanaori for being worldly.

"That's because Xiaoye is too stupid."

The two chatted as they left along the courtyard. A familiar black sedan was parked in front of the academy. The female driver helped them put the various items they had bought into the trunk, and then took them back to the bamboo house for lunch.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, the waitress from the hot spring inn served lunch.

Ise lobster, a specialty of the Izu Peninsula, is a high-grade lobster symbolizing good fortune. September is the best time to enjoy it. After being simply salted, it has a sweet and tender taste.

Fresh wasabi puree is mixed with bonito flakes and soy sauce and added to rice, served with Wagyu beef, a famous local specialty of Izu. The refreshing spiciness of the wasabi contrasts uniquely with the sweetness of the rice, creating a unique experience that can only be found in Izu.

After lunch, Makoto Takahashi took Yuki Tachibana to his room for a nap. Once her breathing became regular and even, he quietly left.

Go downstairs, find the female driver to retrieve the light novel and doll, and Takahashi Makoto, carrying the giant blue octopus, arrives at Uesugi Maya's room.

To avoid waking Tatsumi Yuki, he didn't knock, but used his foot to open the door a crack and slipped into the room.

Maya Uesugi was sitting at her desk, writing on a piece of paper with a pencil. Her slender figure and the tight curves of her legs outlined by black stockings were so beautiful that it was hard to look away.

Sensing the presence, she turned her head and calmly took out a utility knife from her skirt pocket, facing the large blue octopus.

It's just a doll, isn't it?

Makoto Takahashi poked his head out from behind the blue octopus and held out his hands to her: "Here, this is for you."

Upon hearing his calm tone, Uesugi Maya's expression froze for a moment before turning tense, her beautiful caramel-colored eyes reflecting a hint of wariness.

"What is this?" she asked in a cold voice.

The sense of alienation in his words made Takahashi Makoto think he had misheard.

Girls should all like cute things, like dolls. Although this is a blue octopus, it's actually very cute.

"This is a gift for you, so you won't feel lonely sleeping alone at night?"

Makoto Takahashi threw the doll over; the plastic bag made a slight sound as it rubbed against the tatami mat, and the doll landed between him and Maya Uesugi.

Maya Uesugi frowned in distress, seemingly unsure how to handle this large creature.

For some inexplicable reason, Makoto Takahashi felt like a kitten being fed a large fish, and quietly stood aside waiting for her to make her move.

A tranquil autumn breeze swept through the open window, and the red leaves of the lacquer tree outside swayed in the fresh air, reflecting the sunlight.

Maya Uesugi used a craft knife to hold down the manuscript paper, got up from her chair, went to the blue octopus, and carefully opened the plastic bag.

"...Octopus?" She pulled the doll out forcefully, staring at the angry octopus face, her calm expression revealing neither her liking nor disapproval.

The atmosphere became somewhat subtle.

If you don't like it—

Just as Takahashi Makoto thought Uesugi Maya disliked the gift and wanted to take it back, she suddenly looked up at him, glaring fiercely:

Even if I don't like it, it's still mine.

His sudden assertive attitude startled Takahashi Makoto, who could only nod in agreement.

"Thank you, I will cherish it."

Maya Uesugi looked at the blue octopus again, her slender arms pulling the large plush toy into her embrace, holding it tightly: "This is the first time I've ever received something like this."

Her expression was neither as cold nor indifferent as usual, but rather calm and gentle, with an unusual smile on her lips.

A beautiful and endearing scene came into view, and Makoto Takahashi couldn't help but hold his breath.

Even though the two have been together for a long time, seeing Uesugi Maya hugging the plush toy and smiling still makes his heart race.

Isn't it too cute to be fair?

He resisted the urge to touch Hakiye's head and explained, "It can be flipped over, and people can hide inside."

"understood."

Maya Uesugi buried her face in the doll and whispered, "Thank you, Makoto."

The whispers reaching his ears weren't good for his heart, so Makoto Takahashi prepared to leave the room: "If you like it, just call me when it's time to leave."

"Go to the rehearsal room," the blue octopus said in a deep voice.

"Alright." Makoto Takahashi had no choice but to abandon his plan to go back and take a nap with the young lady's delicate body.

Go downstairs to the temporary rehearsal room, where Kashima Reiko, Shiraishi Junka, and Hanakawa Kaori were all there, cleaning up.

Makoto Takahashi helped load the heavy instruments and equipment onto the truck. A little while later, Maya Uesugi walked in and clapped her hands lightly, making a crisp sound.

She had composed herself and exuded a calm and composed aura that put people at ease.

"The performance will be at 3 p.m. in the gymnasium of Zhushan Private College."

"After returning to Tokyo, we should start preparing for the online release of our new song. We can perform at the Budokan around spring break."

NiceFold has only stopped offline events and is currently relying on online platforms to generate revenue and build popularity until it reaches a larger stage.

"I have some opinions about the new song."

Makoto Takahashi, carrying his guitar case, swept his gentle gaze over the pretty girls: "How about making a more youthful album? Like 'That Band,' 'Lonely Tokyo,' or 'Little Sea.'"

"can."

Maya Uesugi nodded in agreement and asked him, "When do you plan to go back to Tokyo? Don't tell those boring jokes about rehearsals not needing a bassist."

"Huh? Isn't my brother coming back to Tokyo with us?" Hanakawa Kaori asked, her eyes wide as she raised her hand.

Chapter 131 Cultural Festival (Part 2)

According to Makoto Takahashi, the most distinctive feature of the girls who play badminton around him is not their flat chests or their firm, elastic legs that have been exercised for a long time and are full of elasticity, like pudding that makes people want to taste it, but their gossip.

Faced with Hanakawa Kaori's gossipy purple eyes, he instinctively wanted to avoid the topic.

"This hot spring hotel is really clean; there isn't a speck of dust on the ceiling."

Makoto Takahashi looked up at the ceiling, examining the square ceiling light with the seriousness of a hotel rating staff member: "The light fixture has a very vintage design."

"Yes, it's a family business after all. My great-great-grandfather started running this hot spring hotel when he was young."

Hanakawa Kaori's attention was easily diverted, and Takahashi Makoto immediately continued the conversation: "Did Kaori grow up here?"

"Yes, there used to be a fence here, and there used to be a lot of equipment piled up there."