Crossover anime, Hachiman's childhood friend's growth diary

Of course, it's absolutely impossible to say that things will remain unchanged.

Whenever Hachiman walks into the classroom alone, he always feels the air around him become stagnant and dull, and sometimes he can even catch a glimpse of the girls trembling.

Um, he just wants to be a nobody, so please don't be so stressed...

He had anticipated this, but for some reason, the nickname "Great Demon King of Haneoka" seemed to be getting more and more legendary. Hachiman even felt that in ten years he would become part of the top ten ghost stories of Haneoka Elementary School.

What a joy.

Nonsence!

Are these guys going to pass down other people's dark history as a set of strange tales?

Although he was very annoyed, Hikigaya was too lazy to explain the misunderstanding. Anyway, it was just a joke, and the nickname would naturally disappear once the elementary school students lost interest.

What really troubled him was something else entirely.

Hikigaya shifted his gaze and glanced at Nishimiya Shoko and Ijichi Nijika, who were "talking" in the center of the classroom. Perhaps it was a coincidence, but the two of them were also looking at his position.

Three pairs of eyes met instantly.

"Hachiman! Over here!"

The next moment, Hongxia waved to them with a smile. Hachiman seemed to see a radiant sunflower effect behind the child. Well, that must be his imagination, after all, this isn't an anime.

Although I don't know what Hongxia is up to, it's probably not something good, so let's just pretend we didn't hear it.

Hikigaya withdrew his gaze without changing his expression, then lay down on the table and closed his eyes.

Go to sleep.

however.

Footsteps echoed around him, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Hachiman's heart.

"Stare! Hachiman, you saw that, right?"

Hongxia crossed her arms, seemingly very dissatisfied with Hikigaya's ostrich-like reaction.

"Did Hachiman not get enough rest last night?"

Nishimiya Shoko, who was standing nearby, wrote down her guess in her notebook.

"Ah, that's possible. After all, the sports festival is coming up soon. I wonder if Hachiman will be so excited that he can't sleep."

Yes, that's right. So, to give me a chance to catch my breath, you two can go back now.

Hikigaya, who was eavesdropping while lying on the table, secretly complained.

But what's with the sports festival?

How come he had never heard of it before?

at this time.

Ms. Xiaoba, the temporary homeroom teacher of Class 3-A, walked into the classroom with a stack of documents. She was still wearing that smart white coat, underneath which was a close-fitting light blue women's shirt and a black skirt.

"Everyone, please return to your seats. The teacher has something to say."

Teacher Xiaoba spoke authoritatively from the podium. Although the school bell had not yet rung, the children obediently returned to their seats.

Seeing that Nijika and the others had left, Hikigaya took the opportunity to raise his head from under the table.

"Ahem." The pretty young female teacher cleared her throat, then proudly displayed her large breasts. "Does everyone remember the choir competition from a while ago?"

These words immediately dampened the cheerful atmosphere in the class.

"Oh dear, it seems everyone remembers." Ms. Koba covered her mouth, feigning disbelief.

Is this guy gloating...?

Just as Hachiman was wondering why Ms. Koba was picking on these elementary school students, she continued, "Don't worry, you'll have a chance to redeem yourself soon. The school is planning to hold a sports festival next week, so energetic young people should hurry up and do their best."

Hikigaya rested his chin on his hand, listening casually to the details of the sports festival.

It was less of a sports festival and more of a sports competition between classes. All grades competed in a red and white team format, with A, B, C forming one pair and D, E, and F forming another team. Their class belonged to the red team.

Based on the rankings of each match, the teams will receive corresponding points. The final winner will be determined by calculating the total points of each team.

As for the prize for victory, uh, a certificate?

Hachiman thought the school was just being ridiculous; what was wrong with simply holding a regular sports meet?

However, it was obvious that the other students did not think that way.

After listening to Coach Xiaoba's explanation, everyone was filled with enthusiasm, including the girls who were not particularly interested in sports.

"Yay, the sports festival is finally here!"

"I'm determined to win first place in the 100 meters this time!"

These idiots, they've really forgotten the pain once the wound has healed.

Hachiman pursed his lips in exasperation.

Sports meets, full of youthful energy, have never been relevant to him. Apart from being forced to participate in one sports meet in junior high school, he has spent his time as a spectator from elementary school to the third year of junior high school, and this time is no exception.

Damn it, those unpleasant memories are flooding back. That damn Nagayama...

Hachiman gritted his teeth and let the overheated, dark history engine cool down.

After Teacher Xiaoba announced the end of the class meeting, everyone gathered around the sports committee member's table, chattering and suggesting the events they wanted to participate in.

only.

To Hachiman's surprise, the sports committee member did not process everyone's registration immediately, but instead took a deep look in his direction.

Hey, what are you looking at me for?

Hachiman felt confused and then turned his head away.

"I see!"

The sports committee member nodded to himself, even clenching his fist in encouragement.

No, what do you know? What radio waves did that alien send you?

Slightly speechless, Hachiman walked out of the classroom. Only after the noisy chatter subsided did he leisurely return to his seat.

but.

What happened next left him dumbfounded.

Upon seeing him return, the sports representative, carrying the list of participants for the sports festival, approached him timidly: "H-Hachigaya-kun, these are everyone's events."

Is this some new form of bullying?

What's worse, none of the classmates stood up and seemed surprised to see this.

Perhaps feeling he hadn't slept well at noon, Hachiman nodded somewhat confusedly, without reaching for the list: "Oh, um, what are you giving me for?"

"...If Hachiman feels there's anything wrong, I can talk to that person."

"No, I think it's great."

"That's good." The other person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then continued, "So, Hachiman, is there any program you'd like to sign up for?"

"Uh, I'll let it go."

"Okay, may I submit the list now?"

"up to you."

It's bigger than Hikigaya's head. He always thought that "Great Demon King" was just a cringey nickname. He didn't expect you guys to actually do it.

Is it a bit too outrageous for third-grade elementary school students to be involved in Dihua?

048 Sports Festival and Elementary School Students

"Hachigaya, what program did you apply for?"

After seeing off the sports committee member, Nijika brought Nishimiya Shoko and refreshed in front of Hachiman.

In response, Hachiman snorted and revealed an unprecedentedly confident smile: "Listen up, I'm not going to participate in anything. How about that, impressive, right?"

"No, what's so amazing about this..." Nijika said helplessly, "But Hachiman looks so amazing, he'd definitely shine if he participated in the project, right?"

"How did you come to see that I'm very capable?"

Hachiman was shocked. Could it be that he had been eating too much these past few days, making him look stronger than a normal elementary school student?

Damn it, I need to control my diet from now on...

Speaking of food, Hachiman suddenly realized that Ichinose hadn't asked him to try the food for two whole days. Was she finally going to give up?

Great!

Hachiman thought for a moment before answering seriously, "I'm not good at sports, so let's leave these to the people who are more suitable."

Despite saying that, Hachiman was still somewhat confident in his physical abilities. He had been cycling to school since junior high school, and as long as he trained hard before the competition, getting a place in a competition of this level shouldn't be a problem.

However, rather than working up a sweat, he would rather spend a leisurely day idly in the audience.

"Hachiman, what are you laughing at?"

"Ahem, sorry."

Hikigaya quickly covered the corner of his mouth.

At this point, Hongxia pushed the silent Nishimiya Shoko in front of her: "Hehe, actually Shoko-chan signed up for a project this time."

"Oh?"

Hikigaya raised an eyebrow.

This time she really didn't expect that the lively Nijika might sign up for one or two events, but it turned out that Nishimiya Shoko was the most interested in the sports festival.

"Nishimiya-kun..."

Just as he was about to speak, he met Nishimiya Shoko's expectant gaze. Hikigaya paused for a moment, then switched to sign language.

"Is everything Hongxia said true?"

Nishimiya Shoko immediately showed a cheerful expression and nodded emphatically.

I signed up for a running race.

Running, but Nishimiya Shoko couldn't hear the slogans, so she fell behind the others at the very beginning of the race.

Hikigaya couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Because the sign language vocabulary was too complex, Hikigaya had to rely on his notebook, but fortunately, Nishimiya Shoko quickly understood what he meant.

"Hongxia will help me."

"Hikigaya-kun, don't let Shoko-chan's appearance fool you, she can actually run faster than me." Nijika exaggeratedly gestured her running movements. "Let's go cheer her on together."

Hachiman instinctively wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he finally agreed.

"Didn't Ijichi participate in the project?"

"Me?" Hongxia touched her golden ahoge, looking slightly dejected. "I don't really have any, it's just that I have absolutely no idea what I'm good at."

Oh dear, I never expected that the always energetic Hongxia would encounter such a setback here. He can't pretend he didn't hear it.

"Don't worry, me too. If I were to participate in a running race, I'm absolutely confident I could come in last place."

"Hachiman, what you said isn't exactly comforting, but thank you anyway."

The two spoke rather quickly, and Nishimiya Shoko, who was listening patiently, couldn't keep up. She couldn't help but nudge Hachiman's shoulder and gesture in sign language.

What were you just saying?

"I'm wondering if I should choose a sport to sign up for."

After listening, Nishimiya Shoko suddenly understood.

"Would Hongxia like to go running with me?"

“Me?” Hongxia pointed to herself, muttering to herself with a hint of bitterness, “I don’t know much about running either.”

"If you still want to sign up, I suggest you hurry up. The sports committee member has just finished submitting the list," Hachiman reminded him from the side.

After thinking for a while, Nijika decided to participate in the same event as Nishimiya Shoko: "I'm going all out, Shoko-chan, I'll go running with you!"

"Ok!"