"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

Yamauchi was so excited he almost jumped up, frantically picking up the volleyball from the ground.

The showdown begins.

The result is no suspense.

Yamauchi's shots were completely haphazard, with wildly different power and angles.

But Sakamoto did not give it a perfunctory answer and did not show the slightest contempt for the opponent's poor skills.

His returns always precisely place the ball in the most comfortable position within the mountain.

The force was just right.

This allowed Yamauchi to barely manage to hold on, and even manage to launch a few seemingly respectable attacks.

Sakamoto is doing it in his own way.

They were fulfilling each other's clumsy yet sincere "youthful" enthusiasm.

This was a match where the odds were heavily against each other.

They fought back and forth, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

courtside,

Sakayanagi Arisu sat on a bench nearby, watching quietly.

She didn't know Yamauchi.

But I was increasingly surprised by Sakamoto's performance.

During physical education class, she witnessed Sakamoto's extraordinary athletic abilities firsthand.

And that incredible volleyball "secret technique" just now

In addition to his already renowned top-tier learning ability

And chess skills that completely overwhelmed him…

"Is this guy... capable of anything?"

An idea became increasingly clear in her mind.

not far away,

Masumi Kamuro leaned against a pillar.

Her long purple hair was tied into a neat little braid.

She looked at Sakamoto's focused and composed profile in the center of the court.

Watching his well-proportioned and upright figure stretch out in the sunlight,

Her cheeks flushed slightly.

at this time,

Sakamoto, who was on the field, made a large leap to save a tricky shot from Yamauchi.

He turned gracefully in mid-air.

His gaze seemed to casually sweep across the audience.

Their eyes briefly met in the air.

He even blinked his left eye very quickly.

Kamuro abruptly turned his head away, feeling the temperature on his cheek suddenly rise.

Even while playing ball, I could spot her in the crowd at a glance…

Kamuro's heart inexplicably raced.

In a relaxed atmosphere,

The "friendly match" between Sakamoto and Yamauchi ended amicably.

Shan was so satisfied that he became incoherent with excitement:

"That's...that's amazing! Thank you, Sakamoto-san!"

Sakamoto nodded slightly.

About to leave.

A steady voice called out to him.

"Sakamoto."

Everyone followed the sound,

She has the same short black hair and black-rimmed glasses as Sakamoto.

Horikita Manabu, the student council president of Class 3-A, was already standing not far away.

He changed into his swim trunks.

It revealed a robust physique honed through years of training.

His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, fixed on Sakamoto.

"President."

Sakamoto turned around and greeted him politely.

"That volleyball game was really exciting."

Horikita Manabu's tone was appreciative.

"I never knew you had such outstanding athletic ability."

He paused,

My gaze swept over the swimming pool beside me:

"Since I have some free time and am in the mood, how about we try something different since you've already played volleyball? How about swimming? Would you like to have a contest?"

The scene fell silent instantly.

All eyes were on these two influential figures.

Legendary freshman VS Student Council President!

The strongest in modern times VS the strongest in history!

This sudden confrontation,

It instantly ignited everyone's curiosity.

Sakamoto adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting the shimmering water of the pool.

"of course can."

"it is good."

Horikita Manabu nodded, then turned his gaze to Horikita Suzune in the crowd.

"Lingyin, you give the command."

Horikita Suzune was slightly taken aback.

Did her brother offer to let her be the referee?

Is this recognition of her?

Horikita Suzune's identity is uncertain.

But she was no longer the sister who blindly chased after her brother.

She suppressed the complex emotions in her heart.

He nodded calmly and stepped forward:

"understood."

Sakayanagi Arisu used her cane to support herself as she moved closer to the poolside, wanting to witness Sakamoto's performance in the pool firsthand.

Kamuro Masumi and Ichinose Honami naturally moved closer as well.

His gaze was fixed on Sakamoto.

The poolside was quickly surrounded by a huge crowd.

Horikita Manabu and Sakamoto also changed into their swimming gear.

Horikita Suzune stood by the pool, took a deep breath, and raised her hand:

"Everyone is in his place——"

Horikita Manabu instantly bent down,

His body was taut and perfectly streamlined, every muscle poised to spring into action.

"preparation--"

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

"start!"

Two crisp splashes that almost overlapped!

Horikita's entry into the water is standardized and efficient.

It shot out like a water arrow, instantly gaining a slight advantage.

His swimming style is standard freestyle, with each arm stroke powerful and efficient.

The high frequency of the leg kicks and the amazing propulsion demonstrate a professional level achieved through long-term and rigorous training.

however,

Everyone's attention was quickly drawn to the other side.

After Sakamoto entered the water,

It didn't surface to breathe like a normal person.

He simply vanished beneath the clear pool water!

Where is Sakamoto-san?

"What happened? Why didn't he come up?"

"Could something have happened...?"

A slight commotion and worried murmurs arose in the audience.

Only Horikita Manabu, struggling to move forward in the water, remained focused.

The real strong one,

Focus solely on your own rhythm and speed.

at this time,

A woman's voice, filled with surprise and excitement, rang out, drowning out the murmurs:

"Quick, look at the water over there, Sakamoto-san!"

Everyone followed the sound,

The waterway where Sakamoto was located was unusually calm, with almost no surging waves.

But on that calm water,

A sharp, blade-like ripple was quietly breaking through the water's surface.

Moving forward at a steady and equally impressive pace!

That seemed to be Sakamoto's hand, but now...

The shape of those hands was more like…

"It's a dorsal fin! It's a shark's dorsal fin!"

The voice rang out again.

It was filled with the excitement of discovering a treasure.