The Draw Is... a Female Classmate I'm Close To?
On the day of the Sports Festival, students are not allowed to enter the classrooms. The rule is that at lunchtime, they can choose to eat in a designated area on the playground, or go to the cafeteria or restaurant.
To reward the students for their hard work during the Sports Festival, the school ordered delicious lunch boxes through a unique channel. These lunch boxes were delivered directly to the school in a large food truck and are now placed on the playground, emitting an enticing aroma.
Although the flavors were limited, the free bento boxes immediately attracted long queues.
"What should we do for lunch? Hashiba, you decide."
Shibata placed his hand on Hashiba Hikaru's shoulder.
"Yes, aren't we going to sign the betting agreement with Ryuen later? We should find a suitable place to have lunch."
"Hikari, what are your thoughts?"
Looking at the core members of the class around her, Hashiba Hikaru smiled slightly and then took out her phone.
"Forget the bento boxes, let me treat you to dinner instead. I've already made a reservation."
Everyone was taken aback, but upon reflection, Hashiba Hikaru had treated them to meals quite a few times before, so they all agreed to the arrangement.
"Hehehe, then I won't be polite."
"Classmate Hashiba."
In addition to the members of the Sports Festival Special Task Force, Shiranami Chihiro and Himeno Yuki were also included, making a group of seven or eight people who followed the boy towards the Keyaki Mall.
Hashiba Hikaru had booked a very delicious restaurant. To save time, she had selected all the dishes as soon as the First-Year Boys' Group ' 200-meter race ended, and the restaurant started preparing them in advance so that everyone could eat faster.
"So you were looking down at your phone the whole time to reserve this. How thoughtful of you."
Shibata looked like he suddenly understood.
"Yes, after all, we only have fifty minutes."
After everyone arrived at the restaurant and took their seats, about five minutes later, all the dishes were served.
"Everyone, please eat first. These are all very popular dishes. I specifically asked the restaurant not to add any spice to protect everyone's stomachs so that the afternoon's competition can proceed smoothly."
After placing a piece of her favorite dish on the plate next to the pink-haired girl, Hashiba Hikaru smiled and explained to everyone.
"Thank you, light."
Ichinose Honami's face. The boy's thoughtful arrangement delighted her. Suppressing her burning passion, she decided to reward him properly that evening.
"You're really reliable, Classmate Hashiba."
"As long as everyone is satisfied."
Since everyone was already very familiar with each other, no one held back during the meal, and everyone ate heartily. After all, everyone was very hungry after a morning of competition.
After lunch, Hashiba Hikaru ordered a drink for everyone, then took out her phone to text a short-haired girl.
The boy knew very well that since Ryuen dared to make such a bet, it meant that Ibuki Mio, as the class leader, must have known about it.
A few minutes later, Ryuen Kakeru and Ibuki Mio appeared at the restaurant entrance, followed by Shiina Hiyori and the tall Yamada.
"Oh, you really know how to enjoy yourself, Hashiba."
Ryuen Kakeru walked over with a contract in his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"It's just a meal; it's hardly a treat."
Hashiba Hikaru ignored Ryuen and instead looked at Ibuki Mio standing beside her, asking, "I'd like to know who proposed this bet— Ryuen or Ibuki?"
Do you think it could be me?
Ibuki Mio rolled her eyes at Hashiba Hikaru, annoyed. This plan was of course proposed by Ryuen Kakeru, and it had been Class Vote. Since most people agreed, she had no choice but to accept it.
"Understood."
"So you called me here because you agreed to accept this bet, right?"
Ryuen Kakeru handed the contract to Hashiba Hikaru, "Or am I mistaken?"
"Of course, unless it's something important, I don't want to meet you, Ryuen. After all, you have to keep your distance from your fans."
Hashiba Hikaru glanced down at the contents of the contract and replied in an indifferent tone.
"Hehe, then hurry up and sign it."
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush, I need to let everyone see it first."
After confirming the contents of the contract, Hashiba Hikaru handed it to the pink-haired girl next to her. "Everyone, take a look. Finally, let Ichinose sign it. After all, she's the class leader and can sign on behalf of the class."
"Um."
Ichinose nodded, staring intently at the contract before her, as if searching for a coin hidden in a crack in the door.
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Chapter 285: The lot I drew was... a female classmate I'm close to?
In the lunchtime restaurant, Ryuen looked impatiently at the Class A students who were gathered around checking the contract. This was something he had prepared long ago; the terms and details were in accordance with the school's regulations, so there was no need to spend so much time checking it.
"Have you finished reading it? It's just a small contract, does it really take this long?"
"After all, this involves two million Private Points, so to be responsible to everyone, we must check it carefully."
Ichinose Honami glanced at Ibuki standing next to Ryuen and said, "The inspection is complete now, the contract is fine."
"Do you even need to tell me?"
Ryuen pursed his lips and urged again, "Since there's no problem, then hurry up and sign it. I don't want to waste any more time with you."
"I'm really worried, Ryuen."
After Ichinose Honami, Hashiba Hikaru Hajime turned to the long-haired man who was adopting a leader-like demeanor. "Since we've already agreed to sign the contract, we won't go back on our word. What's your rush?"
"... I just don't want to linger here any longer."
Ryuen crossed his arms, his tone tinged with displeasure.
"You can't accomplish great things if you're in such a hurry. If you want to be a class leader, you must first learn to be patient."
Hashiba Hikaru smiled, handed the ballpoint pen that Ryuen had just brought to the girl beside him, and said gently, "Ichinose, you can sign here first."
"Um."
This contract has just been circulated around, and all the members of Class A present have checked its contents.
The conditions for determining the winner are clearly stated: after all four recommended matches have concluded, the total scores of the two classes will be compared, and the losing class will pay the winning class two million Private Points.
Ryuen is not yet the class leader, so to ensure the validity of this contract, Ibuki Mio's name is signed in the representative column for Class D. This is the general trend in the class, and the girl has no way to refuse.
"Alright."
Ichinose Honami stopped writing and signed her name at the bottom of the contract. According to the school's rules, the contract becomes effective once the representatives of both Class A and Class D have signed their names.
"Now that it's signed, let's bring the documents over."
Ryuen took the contract back and said to the Class A members with considerable satisfaction, "I look forward to your performance next. If you lose, you must accept the consequences."
"Please rest assured, Ryuen, we will not breach the contract."
Kanzaki Ryuji stood up, staring coldly at Ryuen, his tone utterly impolite. "More important than this, if you lose, you'd better just show us what you've got, instead of making excuses."
"Don't worry, we will accept whatever the outcome."
Ryuen Kakeru chuckled twice and sized up Kanzaki Ryuji, who was speaking. He naturally recognized him. As one of the few talents in Class A who excelled in both academics and martial arts, this guy should be considered Hashiba Hikaru's number two henchman, with Shibata Sou being the number one.
"That's good."
After Kanzaki Ryuji sat back down, Ryuen readily took the three Class D students who had come with him back. Neither Ibuki nor Shiina said anything, but the usually taciturn Yamada Albert nodded to Hashiba Hikaru.
"Classmate Hashiba, do you think our class can win this bet?"
Ando blinked his beautiful eyes and stared at the boy's face as he asked.
"Of course, the participants for all four events have been carefully selected by us. Even though Class D has many people with excellent athletic abilities, I believe our class can definitely achieve the best results."
Hashiba Hikaru took a sip of water, a confident smile playing on his handsome face.
Let's get ready for the afternoon's match together.
"Keep it up, everyone!!!"
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Before the lunch break ended, all the students from all three grades began to return to their tents on the playground. The school had arranged everything in an orderly manner for this annual Sports Festival.
The morning's matches proceeded smoothly with almost no delays or oversights, and everything was going according to plan. The four recommended matches in the afternoon will also start at the scheduled times.
At two o'clock sharp, the announcement came on.
[The first round of the recommended competition will be held next: Borrowing Race. First-grade students participating in this competition, please be prepared.]
[The first group has five minutes to prepare, please note.]
"Is everyone ready?"
Hashiba Hikaru stood up from her seat and looked at the other contestants behind her.
As a recommended type of competition, the Borrowing Race will not involve a large number of people competing at the same time. This competition is divided into six groups, and each class needs to send six students to participate. Each group consists of four people running together.
The core of this competition is the concept of "borrowing items." Even if you already own the item you draw, you have to find someone to borrow it from. If you can't borrow it and want to draw lots again, you have to wait thirty seconds.
Theoretically, there is no limit to the number of redraws, but if three people in a group have already reached the finish line, the race will end immediately, and the person who did not run will be the last one.
Therefore, speed and luck are both important in this competition. If you draw a troublesome item, it may waste a lot of time, because you cannot start from the draw point if you do not "borrow" anything.
This group of students in Class A are all boys. They all underwent individual intensive training, and each of them had a determined expression on their face.
Hashiba Hikaru was one of them. He stretched his legs; if he could draw easy items smoothly, there was no need to activate [Potential Burst].
"Go for it, Classmate Hashiba!"
"Classmate Hashiba, please win the first match!"
"Hikaru, do your best!"
The pink-haired girl looked at his profile and cheered him loudly.
After standing on the starting line, Hashiba Hikaru stared at the row of tables in front of her. Since it was a competition with four people in a group, there were four boxes on the tables. The supervising staff stood next to her. After borrowing the items, she needed to confirm with the other party before she could start.
"I hope I'll be lucky."
The boy was ready to sprint; if he could gain an advantage at the beginning, the advantage would snowball and grow bigger and bigger.
"Beep!"
As soon as the starting gun fired, Hashiba Hikaru sprinted off. After long-term running training, his explosive power was extraordinary. He quickly pulled ahead of the students from the other three classes and arrived at the lottery point first.
"Please draw lots."
Without pausing, Hashiba Hikaru quickly reached into the Lottery Box and pulled out a small slip of paper.
[A female classmate I'm close to.]
"?"
After reading the text, Hashiba Hikaru paused for a moment, then moved her gaze to the tent closest to her, since the boy had started from the far right of the starting line, and the tent closest to him was actually the White Team's tent.
"Never mind, we have to get first place."
The boy knew that many people were probably watching him, but in order to get the best score, he didn't hesitate and sprinted towards the White Team's tent, his target being the girls from Class C.
"Eh? What's Classmate Hashiba...?"
"How did he get into Class C's tent?"
The students of Class A, who were intently watching the competition, were all taken aback. They were curious about what Hashiba Hikaru had drawn.
Upon witnessing this scene, Ichinose Honami felt a sudden twitch in her right eyelid for some reason. The girl instinctively clenched her small hands, staring intently at her boyfriend's back.
On the other side, when Hashiba Hikaru rushed into Class C's tent, it startled many people, especially the girls who were being stared at by him. None of them knew what he wanted to do.
"Kushida, come here quickly!"
After entering Class C's tent, Hashiba Hikaru quickly identified her target. She looked at the short-haired girl with delicate features and shouted out her idea.
"Huh?"
Kushida Kikyo was startled. She had no idea what had happened, but she still instinctively leaned over to check the note in Hashiba Hikaru's hand.
"Oh, that's it."
After reading the handwriting, the girl's eyes narrowed into slits, and she asked in a sweet, cloying tone, "So that's why Classmate Hashiba came to find me?"