Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

"In short, we definitely didn't know each other before." After saying that, I lay down on the desk again and looked at the birds on the tree trunk outside the window. Kanzaki didn't mean to refute it. After a "hmm", the surroundings returned to their usual bustle.

In addition to Kanzaki, I successfully established acquaintances with quite a few people in the first two weeks of school, and the number of people reached as many as three. They are Shiratori Naoto, Takashima Yoji, and Okabe Kaito.

Neither of us took the initiative to meet each other. Strictly speaking, the four of us had no contact at all before we became familiar with each other. We were able to become friends thanks to our habit of not rushing to leave after school.

Although it sounds a bit illogical, it is true. Like me, they did not join any clubs and had nowhere to go after school. Although they bought some electronic products with high points, they were after-dinner activities.

Because of this, after school, the five of us would often stay in the empty classroom (Kanzaki would occasionally join us), and I don’t know from which day on, we became familiar with each other.

“It’s really exciting!”

After the class meeting, we also welcomed the liberation bell of the day. When there were only four of us left in the classroom, the white bird made a sound with an inexplicable yearning. I was writing exercises and was frightened by this strange cry.

"You mean tomorrow, right? I'm looking forward to it too!" Takashima stood up enthusiastically, his right hand clenched into a fist, as if he was about to throw himself into the war in the next moment.

"How about it, are you interested in performing the traditional ceremony?" Bai Niao looked at us with shining eyes.

"There's no need to do this. The answer is beyond doubt." Okabe said with disdain, "Do you have any other candidates besides Ichinose?"

Is there anything special tomorrow?

Damn it, how much information did I miss when I was distracted? Even the last club briefing was the same.

"At least the tradition must continue. Aren't there a few rivals who are equally matched? Don't you think so, Luo?"

“........Can I ask some questions before that?” After much hesitation, I decided to tell everything.

"what?"

"There are a few more questions. I don't understand the meaning of the first sentence about 'expectations for tomorrow'."

"........."

"Did I say something wrong?"

I nervously accepted the death stares from the three men. I hadn't experienced such contempt from the bottom of my heart for a long time. Was this what he said I lacked? The inability to share the same thoughts with boys.

By the way, is it true that all boys have the same thoughts? What kind of scary thing is that, a global network?!

"There is a swimming lesson tomorrow." Okabe coughed lightly and gave me a little hint.

"........So what is tradition, or the stakes?"

However, they looked at me with an expression of "As expected" and "This guy is hopeless." Then, they said this thought directly.

"Luo, you are beyond help."

"Yes, you are completely hopeless. You should go back to the old school and start over."

No, no, no, please don't deny the meaning of my existence. Give me some time, I will definitely be able to connect to your shared network. Forget it, just destroy it!

"Has it become so serious......"

"Of course, you're already pretty sick, don't you realize the appeal of swimming lessons?"

"........Maybe I know?"

Please tell me what type of network interface you have. Is it RJ-45, RJ-11, SC fiber, FDDI, AUI, BNC, Console or other?

"No, you don't! It seems that you haven't clearly understood the swimming lessons in this school. Let me explain it to you!"

"Swimming is a sport that uses the water's nature, a continuous rhythm, and a relaxed mind and body to make the body glide through the water. Because this sport mobilizes the muscles of your entire body, you will feel extremely tired after swimming. So in order to continue swimming, we humans will try to reduce our own resistance in the water as much as possible."

What a strong explanation! Although I didn’t understand it, I was deeply shocked.

"You seem a little confused, so let me remind you again. The above is basically all nonsense. The most important thing is that we will reduce our resistance in the water as much as possible. As long as I say this, combined with your previous experience, Luo probably understands it."

Takashima pushed his eyes open with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

No, I still don't understand, so please explain it more clearly.

Shiratori noticed my confusion and asked, "You haven't understood yet, have you?"

“Discovered…”

"This shouldn't be the case. How could Luo not understand? Is Luo really bad? This shouldn't be the case...ah, I understand!" The white bird's bright eyes sparkled with wisdom.

"One thing I forgot to tell you is that the swimming classes at this school are co-ed. Now the truth is out."

.........Is the focus on gender? Could it be——

"That's right. In other words, we can see Ichinose, Shiranami, Amigura... the girls' swimsuits, and... their exposed skin!"

"The most important thing is that we can see—breasts! Hahahaha—"

"............" Can this kind of thing really be said in a proud tone?

"Now it's time to perfect the ranking."

"Leaderboard?"

"Don't you know the breast ranking list?" Shiratori looked at me in confusion, and Okabe next to him also interjected.

"Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen Luo post a message in a boy's group."

"You weren't invited, were you?"

"That's not right. I remember we brought all the boys in the class in, didn't we?"

"But I certainly didn't see it falling into that group."

"I see. Then I will proceed now."

"........."

Although it is a good thing, why does it seem to carry a hint of inexplicable sadness?

"OK, now we are all gathered. Remember to take a look when you go back."

"Oh, um."

Isn't this completely dominated by hormones? It seems that I need to change the direction of my thinking. What kind of bet is about "who swims the fastest" and "who has the best figure"? It's completely off the track.

"But how do you conduct the evaluation? If you look at something like that directly, it may not be accurate."

"It seems that you are not completely hopeless. You have already found the key point of the problem. Don't worry about this. We have professionals among us."

"Professionals......."

"Of course, after all, our life experiences over the past decade have not been lived in vain."

Is life experience used in such a strange place? It's completely wrong. What kind of career can I make with such experience in society?

Professional body surveyor? Tailor?

I had such complicated thoughts until I parted with them. On the way back to the dormitory, I suddenly realized something.

If boys at this stage are considering such things, do girls do the same?

Chapter 10: The much-anticipated swimming lesson

"Oh, it's coming!"

The enthusiasm of the boys is very high, just like the rookies on the battlefield who have never experienced the brutal beatings, so they can maintain an upbeat mood.

We walked out of the locker room in a group. I didn't know who was leading the charge, or who was yelling, but it was always right to be at the end of the line. I relaxed my muscles to the extreme, even retracting a little of my abdominal strength, deliberately pretending to have a little belly.

Anyway, if you don't look at my body too closely, there shouldn't be any problem.

At most, the staring between boys is just like comparing size. People turn a blind eye to others to save their face. They don't look at the gap between others and themselves. It's not because of inferiority or self-satisfaction, but simply because of [worldliness].

After understanding this rule at a deep level, I am more convinced that this well-behaved class will not do anything to harm me.

Of course, there will still be some basic questions.

"Can you swim?" asked Kanzaki, who was walking side by side with me.

"You are looking down on me. I am a normal human being who has passed the children's intelligence test."

"Who knows."

"........."

"I can swim, but I'm not that good at it. When it comes to water, I prefer the feeling of being down to earth." I stomped heavily on the floor twice, "It hurts a little."

"I don't know whether you have normal intelligence or not, but you must be the delicate type."

"Yes Yes."

I have given up struggling with this kind of talk. No matter how I reason, Kanzaki has already labeled me as close to "waste" in his mind. Maybe it's these two too.

"Come to think of it, the muscles in your body seem to be surprisingly refined."

"Your words give me the feeling that you are evaluating the pork in the vegetable market. Is it my illusion?"

Instead of responding to my question, he raised his hand and squeezed my biceps.

"Soft... I told you, what on earth was I expecting?"

"........"

I followed the topic he told me and looked at his body from head to toe.

"Wow, abdominal muscles." The conspicuous grid outline on Kanzaki's abdomen was exposed, which was the most real rectus abdominis muscle.

"Didn't I tell you that I used to be on the track and field team? I added some planks and reverse curls to my training."

“Does the track and field department need to do these sports as well?”

"I don't know. I just exercise according to the teacher's instructions. In fact, I don't have that much obsession with the track and field club. I joined the track and field club just because of some coincidence."

"That's it."

"If you were good at exercise, you wouldn't be so soft." As he said that, he teased the 'fat' on my arm with his hand.

"Maybe I'm not suited to doing that kind of thing. In fact, I haven't really exercised for a long time. Now I'm just doing a little bit of exercise to maintain my body's motor functions."

"Woohoo! The swimming pool is great!"

"Ooooh, can I just get in the water?"

"Warm up first!"

I was at the end of the pool when I heard the voices calling out one after another. A wall of people lined up in front of me, blocking my view of the pool. I moved a few steps towards the empty area at the far side, and in a blink of an eye, the 50-meter swimming pool appeared in front of me. This width is not bad for 40 people, and they will not interfere with each other even if they play at the same time.

"The water quality looks good, clear and clean." Kanzaki commented beside me.

"Do you still pay attention to this kind of thing?"

"Well, I've heard about people excreting metabolic waste in swimming pools before. This is a little unacceptable to me physiologically, so I will be more careful every time I go to the swimming pool."

“…Is there such a thing?”

"Haven't you heard of it?"

"I seldom go to the swimming pool, so I don't know much about it..."

"Right."

Just as Kanzaki said, the water is crystal clear, and because it is indoors, it is not affected by the weather outside.

"Haven't Ichinose and the others arrived yet?" someone asked.

"After all, they are girls, so they change clothes more slowly."

Not long after I came to this conclusion, I heard some noisy whispers at the exit of the women's changing room, and then the girls, led by Ichinose, came out talking and laughing.

"Oh, it's coming!"

Because it was a course arranged by the school, there were restrictions on the swimsuits for students. Needless to say, the swimsuits for boys were just boxer shorts. If it weren't for the school's restrictions, I think I would wear something like a sharkskin swimsuit that covers the whole body. This would be a good way to hide the shape of the body.

The girls wear Rose one-piece swimsuits. If I remember correctly, that's what it's called. It's usually made of nylon and Lycra fibers. This swimsuit can well cover the private parts, and at the same time it has a bit of temptation. Apart from this, the completely exposed thighs will also become very conspicuous, and most of them are warm, white, slender and pretty.

Well?

I looked back at the group of boys, and all of their eyes were fixed on Ichinose in an instant. In order to avoid any misunderstanding, I decided to look over there.

Bigger than I thought.

The observation on the bus before this was too superficial. Even though there are signs of being strangled by the swimsuit now, it does not affect the determination that she is between D or E. I am not sure about the specific actual situation, but it should be around that area.

After that, I immediately looked away. Not for any other reason, but because I noticed that the eyes around me were starting to become distracted.

Obviously, the discussion in the chat group was very lively, but in the end, it was just lip service. I remember there is a synonym for this behavior, called... lip service?

However, it was a time when the world was at peace, which is really nostalgic.