Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

"The student council has been too boring, and too stubborn about maintaining traditions. They say harsh words, but don't forget to take remedies. The rules are too naive, and there are not many students dropping out. These things are no longer necessary. So I will make new rules and create the ultimate meritocracy school."

Nagumo said this and walked slowly, starting to run to catch the approaching baton.

"Then I will go ahead, President Horikita. Ah, and this junior from Honami's class, please do your best to catch up."

Then, the baton was passed to Nagumo, the representative of Class 2-A.

Then the fifth runner from Class C successfully passed the baton, and the figure of Ayanokouji was suddenly revealed.

".............How rare it is that I happen to meet both of you competing at the same time in this round."

Even after being provoked, President Horikita still approached Ayanokouji as usual, and brought up the topic of class changes and personal actions just like he did with me.

I have no interest in or understanding of what he cares about and what his purpose is. Now I need to focus on the next game.

I looked at the figure of Ichinose running towards me several dozen meters away. The students in Class A of the third grade seemed to be overtaking us. In fact, there was no problem even if we didn't try hard. As long as we could maintain this ranking and not be surpassed, the top few places would still be the territory of our Red Team.

However, just as I was thinking this, something unexpected happened again on the field.

For some reason, as if the second-year Class A had cast a curse on the other grades' Class A, Ichinose suddenly fell to the ground as she approached here. Although she quickly got up, the third-year Class A had already overtaken her.

A fall of that magnitude shouldn't be serious. Also, although it's a little hard to talk about, my chest is well cushioned, so it's not a big deal. If I have to say there's any damage, I probably have some scratches on my palms.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t work hard. After all, the current situation is destined to end in failure.

In this case, it can be considered a minor blow.

"........."

There was an annoying noise in my ears.

"I'm not interested in hypothetical futures," said President Horikita.

“So are you interested in “Who I Am?”

Ayanokouji's voice was eerily calm at this moment.

"what?"

Chairman Horikita, who was supposed to start running now, stopped because of this sentence.

"I can race with you if you wish."

"........You are such an interesting man. I thought you hated attracting attention so you avoided superficial activities. Did I misunderstand? I thought you would just slack off in this relay race."

"As long as you give up the possibility of becoming the second place and compete with me, I will accept the challenge. There are few opportunities for first-years and third-years to fight shoulder to shoulder."

Ayanokouji made an unexpected provocation, and President Horikita completely stopped and stayed where he was.

"interesting."

After giving this brief reply, he took over the baton from the fifth runner in Grade 3-A Class.

"Thanks a lot."

"Ah, eh, um......."

The student looked quite troubled, but still decided to trust Horikita.

This alone makes me feel a little irritated.

[Why?]

These words suddenly popped up in my mind, but then disappeared.

Because President Horikita turned his body towards me.

"This is a rare opportunity. Are you interested in joining?"

"..........What?"

"It's a three-way duel... adding another person without permission shouldn't be a problem."

Chairman Horikita said to Ayanokouji without even turning his head.

"Or rather, it's what you want."

I got an answer that I couldn't imagine at all, and Ayanokouji used Horikita's invitation as a springboard.

But I don’t want to think too deeply about the reasons.

"I refuse. I don't have the same ability as you. The goal given to me by the class is just to complete the 1000m race as much as possible."

"Yeah.........."

Why would you need to challenge yourself if you can make things easier for yourself?

Even if it is for the victory of the class, I will not do it, because I don’t have the sense of responsibility, and the class is not worthy of my taking such action.

Ichinose got up and chased after me, and I also started to run.

"There's something I forgot to tell you." President Horikita rolled his eyes.

"——Nanyun seems to have feelings for Ichinose recently."

I stopped.

"If you agree, I can help you with some blocking and protection work. After all——"

"Even if you are excellent, it will be difficult for you to interfere in the internal affairs of the Student Union in a short period of time."

"Are you threatening me......?"

"As you told me at the beginning of the semester, this is just an equal trade."

"........."

"fall--"

Ichinose tried her best to pass the baton to me, and I stood there and took it easily. After the baton was passed, Ichinose put her hands on her knees and breathed heavily, but she soon noticed that I didn't move.

".........fall?"

Ichinose made a troubled sound.

"You don't want your actions to be exposed, do you?"

Chairman Horikita deliberately made remarks that added fuel to the fire, and this also misled Ichinose's thinking in this regard.

"President Horikita?"

Ichinose's gaze began to wander anxiously between us.

"Students who have completed the handover, please leave the runway immediately."

The referee made an urging move.

"........."

"Ichinose, please go to the temporary infirmary and treat your wounds first."

I took a look at the injury on her palm and urged her to leave.

Ichinose seemed to want to say something, but when she opened her mouth, everything was blocked in her throat. In the end, she slowly left the runway.

What kind of mood would it be?

I do not understand.

"........I find it hard to believe your verbal assurances."

After Ichinose left, I turned around and said to President Horikita.

In fact, this is just a casual dissatisfaction.

"I will do what I promised you."

"It's best that way."

I stayed where I was as if nothing had happened.

Four seconds later, the fifth runner from Class D, Kushida, was about to reach us.

"It's not about the relay race, how about a pure 1000m sprint? This level shouldn't be too difficult for you guys."

At the end, Ayanokouji changed the direction of the duel again.

"can."

After President Horikita responded calmly, he changed into a crouching start position, and Ayanokouji did the same after taking over the baton.

When things developed to this point, the audience also noticed the abnormality of the situation and began to exclaim.

"........Aren't you going to use your full strength?"

Seeing that I was still standing, Horikita seemed to have misunderstood something.

"I don't plan to use my full strength, and my goal is just to complete the 1000m, so the standing position is enough."

"If that's the case, I won't fulfill my promise."

"But in return, I will show you my strength that will impress you."

"And to what extent?"

In response to Horikita's question, I turned my head and glanced into the distance.

"Given Senior Nanyun's physical fitness, it would probably take him about two minutes and fifty seconds to run 1000 meters."

Horikita and Ayanokouji should be able to be faster, and Nanyun's strength is not really on the same level as theirs. This conclusion can be drawn from the volleyball and football competition.

The sense of disharmony in strength can never be avoided.

"What do you want to express?"

“So,” time began to count down, and the instructions of three, two, one fell silent under my fingers.

"It should be okay to give him thirty seconds."

Horikita and Ayanokouji rushed out, and I followed them stiffly.

Then, little by little, my body began to recall the unrest of the past decade.

I ran out with a speed that I had never shown in this school before.

Amid the exclamations of the audience, the three of us ran.

Unlike the past, what exists here is just fierce competition, without having to consider bloody means or worry about the safety of life and death.

The goal now is to surpass the person in front.

Compete with everyone still on the field.

I tried my best to keep up with the footsteps of the two people beside me, then slowly overtook them, and finally made them disappear from my sight.

Run in the prime of your life.

It was like a sharp blade or a bullet, wantonly cutting through the strong wind in front of it.

Everything in the world is destined.

This is what I agree with, just like a sunflower whose flower disk has not yet bloomed will still move towards the sun, but——

It's dusk now.

Try to keep your plant straight, but accept that the flower heads will droop.

I calmly glanced at Nan Yun, who was standing beside me with a horrified expression, and did not make any jokes.

This is a competition that has nothing to do with strategy or intelligence.

It's just my one-man show.

Hey, hey, hey, please watch carefully, the speed of all of you is nothing in my eyes.

——Not worth mentioning.

The energy that exploded in an instant like a gunshot surged in my heart.

Chapter 175 Ending

"Who are you?"

After the game, the huge cheers like roars still echoed on the playground.

If I just run the 1000-meter race conscientiously, I won't cause any trouble to anyone, or at least I can keep myself out of trouble.