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"Horikita's current idea is too extreme. Although her countermeasures may be the most perfect for this sports festival, according to the frequency of school exams, it requires the cooperation of the whole class to a large extent. Her actions may cause the D class to be divided in the future. I am just keeping a backup plan."

Kiyotaka knew that Karuizawa didn't understand, so he explained as best he could.

"So I'm your backup?"

Karuizawa opened his eyes wide and looked at Kiyotaka expectantly and asked.

"Who knows..."

Karuizawa was very dissatisfied with Kiyotaka's weak answer. She gradually moved her eyes downward and saw a certain place, where a thief's hand reached out.

"You speak so weakly, but this place is quite lively."

As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. Karuizawa has already had a certain degree of acceptance of this situation, so when she easily faded away and saw the energetic Kiyotaka, she said jokingly.

Then she consciously opened her red lips and gave it to him, the sound of her tongue swirling between the old and the new being tasted very sweetly.

Unconsciously, although Karuizawa was not touched by Kiyotaka, she felt her body gradually getting hot, and her two slender legs were unconsciously clamped and rubbed together, trying to wipe away the wet feeling. She felt a little empty in the midst of the passion, so she guided Kiyotaka's big hand to cover her slime.

"Ah~"

When he felt the warmth of Kiyotaka's big hands and the pain and pleasure of being kneaded and pinched in his own slime, Karuizawa felt that the emptiness in his heart was suddenly filled up, and he couldn't help but cry out in comfort.

As he felt fulfilled, Karuizawa worked harder and harder, and it felt like he was trying to synchronize Kiyotaka's state, making his entire body feel weak.

Her lips and tongue moved, she sucked and licked. After using all her strength to persist for nearly an hour, Karuizawa finally felt a hot surge in her mouth, instantly filling her already small cherry mouth.

This time, Karuizawa didn't even need Qingtaka to remind him. He swallowed it all consciously without leaving a drop, and even licked his lips with satisfaction.

Unconsciously, she became addicted to the taste and even felt the sweet aftertaste lingering in her mouth.

Kiyotaka did not take the initiative to do anything from beginning to end. He just watched Karuizawa's operations quietly. Except for the last moment when his face had a hint of expression, the rest of the time he was expressionless and as quiet as a mirror.

But Karuizawa was not surprised at all, she even felt that it was normal for Kiyotaka to do this, and that she should be the one to serve Kiyotaka. After all, Kiyotaka protected her and made a promise to her, and this was what she should give.

Sometimes people's thoughts are very scary, such as Karuizawa at this moment, her thoughts have been changed by Kiyotaka unconsciously...

After dealing with Kiyotaka, Karuizawa twisted his body shyly, then quietly went to Kiyotaka's closet, took out something and ran into the bathroom.

When she came out, Karuizawa stuffed something into Qingtaka's hand with a flushed face, then left in a hurry. At the door, she poked her little head out, stuck out her tongue and said.

"Switch with you. I'm afraid you won't be able to see me when you want to. Lue."

After the door was closed, Qinglong opened his palm and found a pink panty stuffed inside, with the wetness in the center very obvious.

Qinglong went straight to his closet and found that there was a gap where he had placed his panties. It was obviously opened by someone. When he opened it, he found that there was indeed one missing.

This made Qinglong look at the panties in his hand with a helpless smile.

"Why is there another one? I think we are related, right..."

Indeed, after all, Qinglong had already caught one on the uninhabited island, although it was unintentional that time. However, this kind of fate is a bit strange.

Karuizawa was walking on the street. Because she knew that the clothes she was wearing belonged to Kiyotaka, she could always feel Kiyotaka caressing her there when they walked. This made her face more rosy and beautiful.

Qinglong's panties were also dirty.

Chapter 63: Misfortune for Kiyotaka

In the physical education class, the students in Class D rehearsed for a long time about entering and exiting the field, and then began to select players for the free competition.

"I borrowed it."

Xu Teng shook the hand gripper in his hand and said.

Because the current selection criteria are based on the ability criteria proposed by Horikita, the strength test is simple but very effective, especially in boys' competitions where pure strength is mostly required to compete.

"Let's test the strength of our dominant hands in order. Just tell me the results verbally for registration."

Hirata said this and started preparing for registration.

"Okay! Then let me go first and show you what the ceiling of power is!"

Xu Teng said as he flexed his muscles.

Everyone was obviously used to Xu Teng's illogical and nonsensical remarks, so Hirata just smiled and said

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"Look, Ayanokouji, you should learn more from me and exercise! This is the power of a man."

After Xu Teng winked at Qinglong who was standing there in a daze and said something, he began to exert force in vain with his right hand, and his shoulders began to tremble violently as the gripper was squeezed.

"Wow ah ah!"

Following Sudo's strange roar, the numbers on the electronic gripper soared rapidly, breaking through fifty in an instant and continuing to rise in a straight line.

Sixty, seventy, and finally when it reached eighty-two kilograms, Sudo let go of his hands weakly.

"Eighty-two kilograms, this strength is too much!"

"Huh! Do you think I exercise for nothing? I am quite confident in my athletic ability!"

Sudo said proudly.

After saying that, Sudo passed the power device to the next person.

Everyone measured their own numbers and told Hirata.

When it was Qinglong's turn, Qinglong was in a dilemma. He had used the hand gripper countless times when he was in WR, but what was the average value here?

"Sudo, I have a question for you."

Kiyotaka asked, grabbing Sudo beside him.

"Hmm? What's up?"

"Generally speaking, how many kilograms of grip strength is considered acceptable?"

Qinglong raised his own question.

"Hmm, about 60 kilograms?"

Sudo thought about it and gave his answer.

"Sixty? Okay."

When it was Qinglong's turn, Qinglong held the gripper in his hand and turned the counting panel towards himself so that he could see it more clearly.

Then he began to exert force, and when the value was approaching fifty, Qinglong began to control the strength and let it rise slowly. When the value just reached sixty, Qinglong's hand stopped exerting force.

"Ah...I have no strength left."

Kiyotaka said as he handed the power tool to the next person and walked towards Hirata.

"Sixty whole."

Hirata heard this and looked at Kiyotaka with a hint of surprise.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to be so energetic, Kiyotaka-san?"

"Huh? Isn't sixty just the average?"

Hirata gave Kiyotaka a strange look.

"Probably not, maybe 40 or 50 or less?"

"...Sudo."

Qinglong was speechless.

"Hirata, I'm forty-two point six, give me a little to make it fifty!"

At this time, Chi ran over and discussed with Hirata.

Qing Long glanced at the accrual board at this time and found that Hirata still accurately filled in 42.6 kilograms, while the others were basically hovering around 40 to 50 kilograms.

In the end, except for Koenji who didn't care and didn't participate, Kiyotaka actually became the second in the class.

"What a miscalculation."

Qing Long sighed, if he continued like this, he might be selected to participate in the competition.

He originally wanted to hit the middle value precisely to avoid participating in the competition, but who knew that apart from Kiyotaka, even Hirata, who was excellent in all aspects, only reported a grip strength of 57.9 kilograms.

Sudo, who had high expectations for the sports festival, shook his head in disdain after seeing the class's results.

"What kind of results are our class getting? The second place is actually Ayanokouji. How is this different from being a failure?"

Although this is an indisputable fact, Sudou could say it so unscrupulously, even Kiyotaka had to admire Sudou's courage.

After the boys finished the test, they handed the grippers to the girls. Hirata assigned the four best people, Sudo, Kiyotaka, Hirata, and Miyake, to the tug-of-war and four-way tug-of-war competitions based on their grip strength results. Kiyotaka sighed helplessly when he saw that he was conspicuous among them.

"Well, doesn't that mean we have no chance?"

Chi said disappointedly as he looked at the name filled in on the registration form.

"No, there are also things like borrowed object races that require your brains, luck, and chance."

“So how do we select these people?”

"It's simple, just rock-paper-scissors. Leave the luck-related activities to luck."

It was rare for Hirata to say something that didn't make much sense, but for this kind of sport it did make some sense, as luck is something that no one can predict for sure.

Kiyotaka had been praying in his heart that he would have bad luck and fail in the game of rock-paper-scissors, and he even kept using scissors to give himself a chance. However, what made Kiyotaka silent was that he successfully made it into the selected list with a pair of scissors. Ike looked at Kiyotaka enviously and said.

"I'm so envious of you. You've been selected for two events."

In his heart, Qinglong really wanted to say, "I'll give it to you," but he was afraid of being condemned by the people around him, so he could only remain silent and depressed.

"You don't look well?"

After the girls finished measuring their grip strength, Horikita approached Kiyotaka and asked.

"I'm not as good at sports as you, but I was selected for two events. Do you know how sad this is?"

Qing Long calmly stated the cruel truth, but his tone was calm, as if he was narrating from a bystander's perspective.

"Oh? That's unfortunate."

Horikita naturally heard Kiyotaka's helplessness, and smiled teasingly.

Qinglong didn't want to answer anymore. Fortunately, this was not the final choice. In case there was a better candidate in the future, he could still replace him. Qinglong made up his mind to give up the opportunity as soon as he had it.

Soon, the list of contestants came out. In addition to the optional events, Sudo also participated in most of the team events, which made people worry whether he could keep up with the stamina. As for the girls, a few girls with good athletic ability led by Horikita participated in most of the events, and the rest were filled by other girls.

After deciding on the approximate list, Hirata suggested that they conduct coordination training during the next physical education class to make the most optimal adjustments. Naturally, no one raised any objections to Hirata's suggestion, and for Kiyotaka, the difficult class was finally over.

Chapter 64: Horikita wants to see through Kiyotaka

Because the class meeting was also to prepare for the sports festival, Hirata directly put the independent practice in the class meeting. Kiyotaka had already changed his clothes and was standing blankly on the playground. At this time, Ike walked to Kiyotaka's side, glanced in the direction of the teaching building, and said with disgust.

"Wow, Kiyotaka, look over there."

A dazed Qinglong looked in the direction that Chi pointed, and found that there were many scrutinizing eyes appearing at the windows of the first grade students in the teaching building. There were quite a lot of people, including students from Class B and even students from Class A who served as partners.

"They don't hide it at all."

After Horikita changed her clothes, she immediately noticed these slightly scorching gazes and came to Kiyotaka and said.

But for Qing Long, it was normal. As a place where one could know the enemy's combat power, only a fool would not know it, right? Moreover, this kind of independent training was originally held to cooperate with the sports festival. If he let it go in order to conceal his strength, it would be a bit of a loss.

Horikita could naturally think of this, but what made Horikita more concerned was Class C. Although there were obviously people moving around in Class C, no one actually looked over at Class D.

Qinglong naturally noticed Horikita's gaze.

"Are you concerned about Ryuen-san's movements?"

"How should I put it? A little bit. Anyway, I don't think he has never thought about investigating the strength of other classes. After all, he directly refused to cooperate with Class B. Could it be that he has no intention of formulating a strategy at all?"

Horikita glanced at Kiyotaka's indifferent expression, then pouted and said.

"I know! I would have thought so if you hadn't advised me, but you said before that Ryuuen already has his own lifelong strategy. Now Class C's actions indicate that this speculation is slowly becoming a reality, so he doesn't care about the performance of other classes at all, right?"

"Who knows..."

Qinglong gave an answer that was vague.

Horikita stared at Kiyotaka closely, as if he could see through him.

"I found that you are very good at hiding things. Your insight is simply terrifying. I was able to discover these things only after you reminded me, but you seemed to have known them from the beginning. You are a terrifying person."

Qinglong seemed to not want to talk about this topic, so he smiled and said.