"Liar..."
She puffed up her cheeks and poked Kazehara Tetsu's arm with some dissatisfaction.
"Obviously you were so good at swimming last time! Kagihara, are you setting off smoke bombs? Do you want us to underestimate the enemy and then suddenly come out and take first place?"
"Swimming is swimming, running is running."
Kazehara Tetsu kept talking without changing his expression and without a heartbeat, "And I said it last time, it was just good luck. When it comes to the track and field, I'm not good enough for a half-hearted person like me."
As he spoke, he turned his defense into an offense and took a step forward, closing the distance between the two of them to the point where they could almost feel their breathing.
"Honami is here to inquire about my information..."
"Could it be that you want to avoid me during the competition?"
"Or... you want to sign up for the same project as me and have another 'love showdown'?"
"What a love showdown!"
"It's just... just a normal tactical investigation!"
She took a step back in panic, her eyes evasive, not daring to look into Kazehara Tetsu's eyes again.
"Really...Kagihara is always so crooked!"
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
Kazehara Tetsu looked at the time.
"It's time for me to go back. You should go back as soon as possible. As the core of Class B, instead of coming here to be a crappy spy, it's better to go back and think about how to appease your companions who are panicked by That guy Ryuen."
"Ah! Yes!"
Only after being reminded like this did Ichinose Honami think of business.
"Then I'll leave first! Kagihara, although you say you have no strength, I won't take it lightly!"
After saying that, she waved at Kazehara Tetsu, turned around and ran away quickly.
In the afternoon of September, although the sunshine was less violent than in midsummer, it was still very hot.
Physical Education Class.
For the students of Class A, this is not only a time to stretch their muscles, but also a battlefield for intelligence collection and self-training for the upcoming Sports Festival.
"Beep..."
With an irregular whistle, a figure rushed out from the starting line.
Kamuro Masumi wears Sports Uniform uniformly issued by the school.
The tight-fitting half-sleeved top wrapped her upper body, which was not yet fully mature but was by no means dry, and the lower body was dark red shorts that facilitated movement.
In this explosive moment that relied purely on body functions, her speed was not slow.
Her legs alternated frequently, and each time she kicked the ground, she brought up a fine dust.
Her long purple hair was tied behind her head, and was violently swaying from side to side as she ran.
Kazehara Tetsu stood on one side of the finish line, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and the numbers on the screen were beating rapidly.
When Kamuro Masumi crossed the finish line, he gently pressed the pause button.
"Huh... huh..."
Kamuro did not stop immediately after crossing the finish line. Instead, he followed the inertia and ran forward for a few meters, then slowly changed to walking, adjusting his somewhat disordered breathing.
She turned around, and the Sports Uniform fabric was slightly sweaty from the strenuous exercise just now, and it clung to her back and chest.
Kazehara Tetsu looked at her appearance and did not report the results immediately. Instead, he glanced from her calves to her side face with beads of sweat.
"How's it going?"
Kamuro Masumi straightened up and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, not paying attention to Kazehara Tetsu's unabashed gaze.
Kazehara Tetsu turned the phone screen around and showed it in front of her.
"If we look at it by the standards of an 'average female student', this result is pretty good. Explosive Power is passable, and my endurance in the second half of the race is pretty good."
Having said this, he paused and changed the topic.
"However, there are many areas for improvement."
"When I started, my body was too low, and I lost the kinetic energy of acceleration. And..."
"The amplitude of the arm swing is not enough, resulting in the power from the waist not being fully transmitted to the legs."
"It's hard to change things you're used to."
Kamuro Masumi shrugged, not showing much gratitude for Kazehara Tetsu's professional comments.
She moved her sore ankle.
"I haven't received any professional training before. As long as I can run faster than most people, isn't it enough?"
"Besides..."
She raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the dazzling sun above her head, her tone full of displeasure.
"The school is too busy. It's obviously a place for learning, but you have to do something Sports Festival and force everyone to participate. It's a waste of life."
The activity of sweating in public and even being watched like monkeys is undoubtedly the greatest torture.
"Don't say that."
Kazehara Tetsu smiled and did not echo her complaint.
He sat down on the grass nearby.
"There's nothing to do anyway. It's rare to have an opportunity where you don't have to study hard and can still play openly. It's not bad at all."
"Play?"
Kamuro Masumi looked at the man in front of him.
The sun hits his face, making him look like an ordinary student who really enjoys Campus life.
"You really... have such a good attitude that it makes people angry."
She was a little envious of this calmness.
"Speaking of..."
Kamuro Masumi walked up to him. Although he looked at the grass with some disgust, he still found a relatively clean place and sat down two steps away from him.
"How long are you going to sit here? Aren't you going to practice?"
She turned her head and her eyes fell on Kazehara Tetsu's body underneath Sports Uniform.
"I obviously said in front of the class that I would participate in all solo events."
"With that kind of race schedule, even an Ironman will be exhausted, right? If you don't adapt to the intensity in advance, you will be frothing at the mouth in front of the whole school, and Class A will be completely embarrassed by you."
She was curious about where this man's confidence came from.
"It doesn't mean much to me to practice that kind of stuff."
He raised his right hand and clenched his fist in the void, feeling the terrifying power that could be mobilized at any time.
"Just complete the basic exercises every day and maintain the basic heat. Now my physical fitness is almost perfect."
"... How arrogant."
Kamuro Masumi couldn't help but roll his eyes.
It is truly unique for a person like Kazehara Tetsu to say "I am Strongest without training" in such a fresh and refined way.
"Since you are so confident..."
She stood up and patted the grass clippings on her shorts.
"Then let me open my eyes. Give me a chance to see what the so-called 'perfection' really is?"
She shook the phone in her hand and called up the Timer interface.
"Want to mark the time for me? Kagihara."
"If it were you, you should be able to run 100 meters within 11 seconds, right?"
This is a challenge.
"Want to verify my strength?"
Kazehara Tetsu stood up slowly.
"But..."
Kazehara Tetsu reached out and gently pinched the wrist of Kamuro Masumi that was holding the phone.
"If you don't Let's Make a Bet, this game won't be fun, Kamuro."
"So... are you prepared to pay what it takes to satisfy this momentary curiosity?"