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

Hikigaya almost couldn't hold back.

"Give me 20,000 yen and I might consider it."

"I'm sorry, that's not possible."

As Yamada Ryo chirped softly, Hachiman had already pulled her up from the ground, dusted off her knees, and slowly pushed her out of the classroom.

"So that's it. It's still lunch break, so you should hurry back to your class."

"Well, Hachiman-kun, you don't have to be so heartless."

At this moment, Hongxia, who had been silent until now, walked over. "Liang, don't you have a match this afternoon? How about we have a match there?"

"Ah, I remember now."

Yamada Ryo nodded silently, then a regretful expression appeared on his face. "But that means there's only one copy of Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi's name left."

Who is Fukuzawa Yukichi?

"It's the person depicted on the 10,000 yen note."

Hikigaya tried to explain, but was unexpectedly met with a respectful expression from Nijika.

"Wow, that's amazing. It seems like he knows everything more than Kikuya-kun."

No, that's common sense.

To be honest, being looked at with such admiration by elementary school students didn't make Hachiman happy at all; instead, it made him feel somewhat emotional.

Damn it, that piece of junk car that hit him, may it never show its face again!

After some more conversation, Yamada Ryo agreed to compete against Nijika in the 1000-meter race that afternoon. Hachiman listened from the side, his deadpan eyes sweeping over the red marks on their foreheads.

Idiot, aren't you two on the same team? What's the point of competing here?

That being said, children of this age always have inexhaustible energy, and Hachiman himself is no exception; he secretly hopes that something interesting will happen.

A few minutes later, Yamada Ryo left the classroom.

"Hachiman, we're going back to the stadium. Do you want to come with us?"

"No, I'll rest here for a while."

Hachiman lay on the table, yawning sleepily. On such a nice day, he should stay in a cool place and take a nice nap.

"Okay, then Shoko-chan and I will be going now."

"it is good."

After an unknown amount of time, when Hachiman opened his eyes again, the classroom was still empty.

Ah, my hand is numb.

Hachiman, clutching his tingling arm, slowly walked out of the classroom. The stadium was still bustling with activity, showing no signs of fading with time.

When he returned to his classroom, he saw most of the students slumped against their chairs, looking dejected, as if something bad had happened.

"Hikigaya-kun!"

Nijigasaki waved to him from the fourth floor of the audience seats, and Hachiman slowly climbed the steps.

"What's wrong?"

"Wow, everyone's points are much lower now, so everyone is trying to catch up."

integral?

Hachiman's slightly short-circuited brain pondered for a moment before quickly coming to its senses.

Ah, you're talking about the Red and White Team, aren't you?

Hachiman was not interested in the Red vs. White team competition setup, but surprisingly, these elementary school students seemed to really like it.

Guided by the competition between the red and white teams, even if it's not their own classmates competing, they will cheer them on with all their might.

"It's over, there's only one game left, and our team is still more than 100 points behind."

The sports committee member rushed over.

Hachiman looked at the large screen on the playground, which displayed the scores of the six grades in different groups. The third-grade red team had a score of 3135, while the white team had a score of 3220.

Dude, your math skills are completely lacking. Do you want to go back to freshman year to learn from your mistakes?

Hachiman didn't know how to answer, so he just used a universal phrase:

"Oh, then I hope everyone will do their best."

Speaking of which, what was the last competition again?

I think it was a running event, right, it was a 1000-meter race. At noon, both Yamada Ryo and Nijika said they wanted to participate in the race.

Hikigaya suddenly had a strange sense of destiny. Were these two generals going to decide the winner between the Red and White teams here with their final battle?

Sorry, that's impossible, because both Hachiman's Class A and Yamada Ryo's Class D belong to the Red Team...

"Little Gong!"

At that moment, Mr. Xiaoba walked in from outside the track, and Xiaogong, the sports committee member, immediately went to greet him after hearing his voice.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"Shimada twisted his ankle while running, so we'll have to switch riders for the next 1000 meters."

As soon as Teacher Xiaoba spoke, she dropped a bombshell in the classroom.

"Shimada is injured?"

"Ah, yes, that child is being treated in the infirmary right now."

After speaking, Teacher Xiaoba turned her expectant gaze to the class.

Hachiman instinctively turned his head away, but for some reason, he could still feel the beautiful teacher's gaze.

Let me make this clear first: he is absolutely not going to work today, no matter what.

...Absolutely impossible!

Chapter 68: The Plan to Turn Defeat into Victory.

"Komiya, ask around in the class later if there are any students willing to replace Shimada in the competition, and tell him to get ready as soon as possible. If there really aren't any, then forget it."

"Um……"

Hikigaya saw the sports committee member return to the stands, his face pale and looking as if he had lost his parents.

How should I put it? Class A's luck was just too bad. The Red Team's score wasn't looking good to begin with, and with the loss of an important player, they've probably lost their last chance to turn things around.

Well, this doesn't really concern Hachiman, since there's no penalty for losing the Red and White team match.

He slowly took out a drink from his backpack.

The sports committee member informed the others about Shimada's injury, and the atmosphere around them became somewhat oppressive.

Of course, Hachiman was already used to it. After all, the low atmosphere in the classroom was even worse than it was now a while ago, so it was a big improvement in comparison.

"Did you hear that, Hachiman? It seems no one is willing to replace Shimada in the competition. Does that mean our class is going to lose?"

With a red number tag hanging around her neck, Nijigasaki walked anxiously toward Hachiman, who blinked and silently took a sip of his drink.

Well, elementary school students aren't stupid. Running a kilometer is no different from going to hell for everyone, so it's normal that no one participates.

In addition, Shimada also showed signs of involvement in the bullying incident a few weeks ago, so the students in the class still held some prejudice against him.

Normally, Nijika would definitely sacrifice herself to replace Shimada, but unfortunately, this time she is already one of the contestants in this competition.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. We might as well just accept reality."

"Sigh, are you already planning to give up?"

As Nijika complained, a blue figure unexpectedly appeared in Hachiman's field of vision.

"Hongxia, I'm here."

"Ah, it's cool."

Here, Hikigaya couldn't help but admire Nijika Iji's social skills; she became good friends with Ryo Yamada in just a short time.

He currently only has a handful of friends.

No, progress from zero to one is far more important than progress from one to one hundred. From this perspective, he has already won!

Just as Hachiman was lost in thought, a boy with spiky hair walked out from the C-class audience seats. He put on an arrogant expression and mocked the A-class students in front of them:

"Hahaha, the Red Team is finished! This is our class's victory! You guys should surrender now!"

No, buddy, who are you?

Hachiman narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing the strange little brat below.

"What are you pretending for? Class C's scores were originally at the bottom. You guys just clung to Class B's coattails, didn't you?"

Faced with the provocation from Class C, the students from Class A immediately retorted with insults.

"That's right, we haven't lost yet!"

Hongxia stepped forward and said, "Let's all cheer each other on; we still have a chance to win."

"Yes, I will get first place."

Yamada Ryo spoke calmly, and although Hachiman felt she wasn't talking about the Red and White rivalry, the atmosphere in the class improved slightly thanks to her bold words.

"Hikigaya-san."

Hearing the voice beside him, Hikigaya turned around and saw Nishimiya Shoko looking at him with a worried expression.

Meeting Hachiman's eyes, she hesitated for a moment, then held up the notebook in her hand:

[Hachiman, do you think we still have a chance to win?]

"Are you talking about the Red and White Team?"

"Ah."

"Probably."

Hachiman said uncertainly, but it was a theoretical possibility.

The points awarded in each race are calculated based on rankings. For example, in the final 1,000-meter race, each class will send 4 team members. If we count the red and white teams, each team will have 8 participants.

For their team, the Red Team, to guarantee a higher score than the White Team, they must meet extremely demanding, even harsh, conditions in the 1000-meter race.

—To win first place, at least six of the top eight teams must have players from the red team.

It's something that Hachiman would find very difficult to achieve, no matter how hard he tries.

Moreover, a few days ago, while training on the playground, he inadvertently observed other people running.

Well, just like the stereotype, many of the runners were just there for the ride. They couldn't even finish the whole race. They basically started walking around the 800-meter mark and had to rely entirely on willpower to get through the last 200 meters.

Of course, there are a few individuals with good physical strength who can run a kilometer in one go, but they are ultimately a minority.

Therefore, in Hachiman's view, the Red Team would not be able to win if they used conventional methods.

While he was deep in thought, Nijika and Yamada Ryo had already returned to the audience.

Wait a minute, are you in Class A? Come over here.

Hikigaya looked at Yamada Ryo.

However, the other students in the class didn't say anything about this strange uninvited guest. On the one hand, Class A and Class D were now in an alliance, and on the other hand, it was normal for elementary school students to visit each other's classrooms.

Back in her seat, Nijika counted the points she needed to win on her fingers. But when she got the same answer as Hachiman, her face immediately fell, and she slumped into her chair like a deflated balloon.

"I'm doomed... No, no, no, how could I say such a thing?"

Hongxia quickly patted her cheeks, "As long as we win the last game overwhelmingly, the Red Team will win!"

Yes, it is indeed an "overwhelming" victory, but the question is how to achieve it?

"Hikigaya-kun!"

"what?"

"Please, could you participate in the 1000-meter race?"

Hongxia clasped her hands together in front of her face and earnestly made her request.