The Sports Festival Ends / Impatient Ichinose
He was just hoping for a little bit of a classic anime storyline: a girl draws a note saying she likes a boy, then shyly takes his hand and they head to the finish line together.
"Karuizawa, do your best!"
In the last group of the first-grade girls' borrowing competition, the only familiar name was Karuizawa Megumi.
With all his last hopes pinned on Karuizawa, Aoyama shouted encouragement to her and waved back at her, who was Karuizawa happily.
At the sound of the starting gun, Karuizawa ran quickly to the box, swiftly put his hand inside, pulled out the slip of paper, and then requested to draw it again, incurring a 30-second penalty.
Once, twice, three times, Karuizawa was penalized six times in a row. Even after the other three members of his group left and returned, Karuizawa was still being penalized.
Eventually, she pouted and was escorted away by the referee to stop her from smoking.
"Your turn." Kamuro patted Aoyama's back, whose gaze was fixed on Karuizawa.
After the last group of girls from Karuizawa finished, it was Aoyama's turn to be in the first group of boys.
"If I draw the person I love the most, I'll come find Masumi right away." With a sneaky pat on the head of Kamuro, who was no longer able to resist, Aoyama confidently stood at the starting line.
"Shiina seems to have something to say to you."
Just as the starting gun was about to fire, Ryuen quickly spoke to Aoyama beside him. As he expected, Aoyama turned around and looked back, only to be left behind by Long Yuan, who had acted on the command.
Is it necessary?
Meeting Shiina's questioning gaze, Aoyama turned around and started running again, speechless. He quickly overtook the minor boys from Class A and Class D, but was still a little slower than Ryuen.
"I won."
After pulling the slip of paper from the box, Ryuen gave a strange, sinister smile and handed it to the female teacher who was acting as the referee.
"This is my answer, teacher."
As he spoke, Ryuen grabbed Aoyama's hand, who had just finished drawing lots.
"Ah??!"
After reading what was written on the note, the young female teacher's eyes widened, her gaze shifting back and forth between Aoyama and Ryuen's faces.
"Can I ask him what he drew?" With a bad feeling, Aoyama immediately asked.
"Students these days really know how to have fun."
Ignoring Aoyama's question, the female teacher nodded to herself, acknowledging Ryuen's first-place ranking.
"It's just about someone I like, nothing special," Ryuen laughed sinisterly like a villain, his face full of smugness.
"I'll do anything for victory."
Chapter 238 The Sports Festival Ends
I'll just beat you in the hurdles, the obstacle course, and even knock you out without taking damage in a horseback fight. Do you really have to resort to self-destruction to annoy me?
Unfortunately, they were unlucky and finished third. Aoyama acknowledged Ryuen's obsession with victory, seeing it as a strategy that resulted in heavy losses for both sides.
"I'm going to file a complaint against your boss. As the class's strategist, you have to compensate me."
"If you don't give me compensation, I'm going to throw a tantrum."
After the match, Aoyama immediately found Shiina and told him how Ryuen had disgusted him, then immediately demanded compensation.
"I believe this is something Ryuen is capable of doing, but it was Aoyama who was wrong first," Shiina chuckled softly.
Seeing Aoyama's discomfiture, Kamuro's lips curled into a smile. "Serves you right."
She watched every match of Aoyama's, so she naturally knew how badly Ryuen was bullied. Ryuen probably regretted making the deal with Aoyama and offering themselves Aoyama as a sacrifice.
"You all bully me, but Miki is the best to me." Taking the hand of the Yamamura was just smiling and watching from the sidelines, Aoyama walked towards the White Team tent.
Those who needed to cheer have already done their best; now it's just a matter of waiting for the next event to begin and ultimately becoming number one.
"It's finally almost over."
After the four-way tug-of-war and mixed three-legged races, with less than a ten-minute break, the final and most exciting relay race of the Sports Festival was announced over the loudspeaker.
"Yes, I'm going to sleep in tomorrow." In response to Kamuro's words, Aoyama followed Kamuro out of the classroom tent.
The entire grade's mixed 1200-meter relay race requires an equal number of boys and girls in each class. In Class C, besides Aoyama, the participating boys are Hashimoto and Kito, and the participating girls, except for Kamuro, are all from the sports club.
Looking forward to a rare opportunity to face off against Horikita Manabu, Aoyama fielded his strongest lineup from Class C.
"Come on."
After encouraging the others, Aoyama walked to the waiting area for the last runner.
Horikita Manabu, Miyabi Nagumo, Ryuen, Kiriyama, Horikita Suzune.
Aoyama, who arrived a little later, saw many familiar faces, including Horikita Suzune, the only girl among them, who was being talked to by Nagumo.
"I heard that Class 2-A has secured second place. Congratulations!" Aoyama went up to Nagumo to offer his congratulations.
Under his arrangement, Class 2-C consistently outperformed Class 2-A of Nagumo. Even if Class 2-A won first place in the relay race with triple rewards, it wouldn't change the fact that they finished second.
"Class C won't be so lucky in the next Special Exam."
Upon seeing the person he least wanted to see arrive, Nagumo's face immediately turned cold. He had set a trap for Class C at this Sports Festival, but unfortunately, Aoyama remained as steady as an old dog, implementing the most conservative strategy and not wanting to take any risks in pushing Class B to second place.
If the Red Group loses the competition, even if Class 2-A gets second place, the Class Points, while Class C will gain 200 points.
With one addition and one subtraction, the Class Points between the two classes narrowed to 250, which is not a good sign for the dominance of Class 2-A.
"I'll bet one million personal points that Class 2-A loses to us in the relay race later. Shall we bet?" Aoyama offered the amount that Nagumo might accept.
Compared to first-grade students, second-grade students are older and physically stronger. In terms of overall strength, their class may not be able to beat Class 2-A.
"Heh heh, Aoyama, how can you be so arrogant? I think the girls in your class are only so-so." Ryuen suddenly interjected, "If we're going to bet, I'll bet a million on Class A to win."
"If you dare to bet, I dare to take the bet."
Aoyama readily accepted Ryuen's support and calmly looked at Nagumo, his gaze neither provocative nor evasive.
"Let me get involved. I'll bet a million that Aoyama will win." Horikita Manabu gave a slight smile.
"I'll also bet 200,000 on Aoyama winning, Senior Nagumo."
After staring blankly at her brother's face for a moment, Horikita Suzune also looked at Nagumo and spoke, immediately putting Nagumo in a dilemma.
If Nagumo backs down, his momentum will be overwhelmed by Aoyama.
"Alright, let me test your skills, junior."
Amid the probing gazes of students from other classes, Nagumo calmly accepted Aoyama's challenge.
As the starting gun fired in the silence, everyone in the final runner's waiting area turned their attention to the starting line, which was blocked by students. The first person to cross the crowd and appear in their sight was Sudo from Class 1-D.
Following behind him was the Kito from Class 1-C.
The track, designed for only eight people, couldn't accommodate twelve. Considering the differences in physical abilities, first-year students were placed on the inside of the starting line, while older students were placed on the outside.
"Tell Tomioka to proceed as planned."
He waved to Yamamura, who was waiting nearby to cheer him on, Aoyama told her to go find Tomioka from Class 2-C immediately.
He initiated the bet, and Ryuen's quick response was not accidental. What surprised him was Horikita Manabu's intervention, which immediately made Nagumo, knowing there might be a trap, choose to confront it head-on.
Being a shrewd strategist, he naturally prepared measures to defeat Nagumo.
What happened?
Amidst wave after wave of cheers, Nagumo frowned as the match progressed.
It's understandable that the boys in the first two legs didn't create a significant gap, given that the older students had a disadvantage at the start. However, when it was the girls' turn to take the baton, they also failed to widen the gap with Class 1-C.
The girls in his class, especially Asahina, his childhood friend, were running slower than usual, as if they weren't concentrating.
"Come on."
After the fifth runner started running, Aoyama and his group of twelve also took to the track.
As Onodera from Class 1-D ran quickly toward them, Horikita Manabu glanced at his younger sister and then spoke as if casually.
It's normal for Class 1-D with three boys in the first five batons to be the first to hand over the baton.
"I'll do my best, brother." With an adorably adorable smile, Horikita Suzune tensed up as Onodera approached, preparing to jog and take the baton.
"Go for it, Suzune!"
Just like Horikita Manabu, Aoyama gave Horikita Suzune her first words of encouragement today.
Seeing how much anticipation Horikita Suzune with any regrets.
"I will."
A joy no less than hearing her brother's cheers filled her heart, and Horikita Suzune felt a surge of energy coursing through her body. After receiving the baton, she sprinted forward like a female leopard.
"I'll be going now, Aoyama."
"I can win even if I give you five seconds."
The second student to pass the baton was Asahina from Class 2-A. After passing the baton, she stared at Aoyama for two seconds before being reminded and then leaving the track as if waking from a dream.
"I will win."
After Horikita Manabu sprinted off the track, Aoyama finally received the baton from Kamuro.
Accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again.
Ruthlessly tearing through the invisible air in front of him, Aoyama, amidst a tsunami-like roar, surpassed one opponent after another until there were no students left in front of him.
Chapter 239 The Impatient Ichinose
As the countdown on the electronic display ended, the Sports Festival concluded with a crushing victory for White Team.
[The scores for each class will be published next.]
During the broadcast, the electronic display board changed, showing the scores of the twelve classes, arranged by grade.
First place, Class 1-C
Second place, Class 1-B
Third place, Class 1-D
Fourth place in Class 1-A
The script for the first year was exactly as Aoyama had arranged. Class 1-C was the biggest winner of the Sports Festival, and Class 2-C also successfully topped the list in the second year, surpassing Class A.
[Next, we will announce the top student in each grade, as well as the top student in the entire school.]
Grade 1: Aoyama Shiki
Second Grade: Miyabi Nagumo
Third grade: Horikita Manabu
The school's most outstanding student: Aoyama Shiki
The Student Council president and vice president swept the top three spots, demonstrating to the entire school what it means to be both academically and athletically gifted, and what true arrogance is.
The next batch of first-year Student Council members will likely feel a lot of pressure.
Congratulations, Aoyama!
"Congratulations."
Upon seeing the results displayed on the screen, the students of Class C, who were located near Aoyama, congratulated him one by one, feeling that this honor was well-deserved.
Of the events that boys could participate in, there was only one where the first place winner did not have the name "Aoyama Shiki".
In the final 1200-meter relay race, Aoyama's speed when he overtook the leader was truly astonishing, leaving everyone speechless. It seemed that even international-level athletes couldn't match Aoyama's speed.
"Tonight at the Keyaki Mall Seafood Buffet Restaurant, everyone's bill is on me. You can also invite friends from other classes."
"Katsuragi, you organize things."
Having achieved all his goals for the Sports Festival and made a small profit, Aoyama in high spirits and immediately treated his students to a buffet that wasn't too expensive or too cheap—one buffet per person for 10,000 people.
"Aoyama is so generous!"
"Yay, thank you, Aoyama- kun."
Upon hearing that there would be a big meal, the students, already excited about their victory, immediately cheered and praised the owner, who looked absolutely delicious.
Gradually, the atmosphere in Class C began to improve.