Did I Just Argue with Aoyama? / Falling Asleep in Each Other's Arms

"That's really domineering, but we're fine with it."

The threatening tone made Amikura pout, but she also knew it was advantageous for Class A, so she agreed.

If their class can win, who cares how badly Class D gets beaten?

"Is there anything else?" Meeting the questioning gazes of his classmates on the soccer field, Amikura prepared to leave.

"Don't you want to sit with me for a while?"

"I don't want to." Amikura said firmly, afraid that others would misunderstand that she liked Aoyama.

Although she doesn't dislike Aoyama, who excels in both academics and physical education, Aoyama is Ichinose's boyfriend, and she is Ichinose's best friend.

"Watch out! Amikura!"

As Amikura turned to look at Aoyama, Shibata Amikura from behind him.

As she turned her head in confusion, what came into view was a football that was rapidly enlarging.

Oh no!

Startled and feeling there was no time to dodge, Amikura squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the pain of the soccer ball slapping him in the face.

However, after waiting for two or three seconds, the expected pain did not come.

"I stopped them, it's alright."

Hearing Aoyama's slightly gentle voice, Amikura carefully opened his eyes.

What filled most of her field of vision was Aoyama's large hand, so close to his face, along with a soccer ball that he was holding in one hand.

"Are you alright, Amikura- kun?" Shibata's voice grew louder as he spoke.

"I stopped her, she's fine. Go play your ball, don't keep your teammates waiting."

With a powerful flick of his wrist, Aoyama accurately flicked the ball to Shibata's feet, without any intention of criticizing the soccer club.

This is their fault for not paying attention while watching the game from the sidelines; they knew this area was a danger zone.

"Aoyama -kun, want to play soccer? One of the second-year students was called away, so we're short one player." Shibata ran closer with practiced dribbling, and after finding that Amikura was alright, he turned his gaze to Aoyama.

Student Council Vice President Aoyama Shiki, ranked first in academics and physical education in her grade, is an outstanding student beyond compare.

The person he secretly loves, Ichinose he likes.

"Want to see me on the soccer field?" Amikura Aoyama up and jumped a few times to loosen his muscles.

Of the abilities he drew, he hadn't yet tested Shinichi Kudo's soccer ability, since he had many more ways to deal with people than kicking them with a soccer ball.

"...I don't want to." Amikura glanced at Shibata and refused.

"You have to watch it whether you want to or not, otherwise my promise won't count."

With a gentle smile, Aoyama bent down and ruffled Amikura's hair before immediately running towards the center of the football field.

"Who gave you permission to touch my head?" Amikura shouted angrily at Aoyama's departing figure, then looked at Shibata, whose expression was somewhat complicated.

"Give him a good lesson on the soccer field, Shibata- kun."

I tried my best.

With a wry smile, Shibata dribbled the ball back onto the soccer field and pleaded with his teammates to pass him the ball more often.

Even if Amikura didn't say anything, he would still target Aoyama. Only in football did he feel that he might be able to beat Aoyama.

"I can only play forward," Aoyama said decisively as he walked over to his teammates.

Although he can play other positions, the position where he can best showcase his personal style is as a striker.

"Okay, no problem."

The boy, who seemed to be the team leader, rearranged everyone's positions without saying much.

The ball had just gone out of bounds from the first-year team, and possession belonged to the second-year team. Therefore, after Aoyama restarted the game, the ball was quickly passed to Aoyama's feet.

The moment the ball reached his feet, Shibata Hirata gradually closed in.

Chapter 245 Did you quarrel with Aoyama?

Rapid changes of direction, bicycle kicks, rainbow flicks.

In just ten minutes, Aoyama demonstrated three incredibly smooth dribbling techniques, repeatedly getting past his defenders without a single mistake.

As more and more spectators gathered around the football field, he demonstrated what it meant to dribble past opponents as easily as crossing the street early in the morning.

A feint with the outside of the foot, followed by an instant switch to the inside of the foot to pull the ball and change direction.

A quick dribble past the defender created space, Aoyama lightly tapped the ball in for a powerful volley.

The dynamic movement and the speed at which the ball entered the goal instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience, with many girls cheering.

"Is he handsome?"

While the goalkeeper was getting up to retrieve the ball, Aoyama ran up to the Amikura and made a smug face, as if to say, "Praise me!"

Amikura turned his head away shyly, "Handsome, handsome, go play your ball."

Aoyama was already a prominent figure at the school, and many students came after hearing the news of his appearance. His skillful and decisive actions drew even more people to the scene.

She could feel the gazes of many students following Aoyama to her, and unsurprisingly, there were many envious glances.

The boy who was the center of attention just moments ago is now right next to her, joking around and acting silly only towards her.

How could this not make one secretly pleased?

"Receive."

As if receiving an order, Aoyama saluted and returned to the court to defend with a grin.

Sweating profusely, his emotions gradually rose, and he wanted to cheer more and make a scene.

"They're tired and they've stopped playing."

Across the stunned Shibata Hirata, Aoyama executed a bicycle kick, completing his hat-trick of three consecutive goals.

After he boasted to the shy Amikura about his achievement, he was told that the first-year student had a mental breakdown and was quitting.

"Looks like this is the only way." In front of Amikura, Aoyama casually lifted the hem of his shirt and wiped the sweat from his face.

When he put down the clothes, he noticed that Amikura's gaze was downward, and his cute face was slightly flushed.

"Want to see more, Amikura?"

Aoyama smiled slightly, quite satisfied with his sharply defined eight-pack abs.

"Who wants to watch this?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

As if waking from a dream, Amikura looked up again, a flash of panic crossing his eyes, and retorted urgently.

She was just daydreaming and that's why she wasn't looking at Aoyama's eight-pack abs.

"Hehe, I'll take it that way then." Aoyama chuckled mischievously.

Amikura pouted, then turned and left, saying, "What do you mean by 'that's how it is'? I'm going back."

"Don't rush, let's have a meal together before you go."

"I won't eat it."

"It's on me. Eat whatever you want. This gives me a perfect excuse to have a big meal."

Catching Amikura, Aoyama walked beside her with a grin.

Although it wasn't dark yet, he was indeed quite hungry after his strenuous exercise and really wanted a big meal.

"Then I'll invite Xiao Fanbo and Chihiro." Amikura was somewhat tempted.

"No problem, you can inform Shiranami. I'll inform Honami."

Not caring at all about the extra cost for two more people, Aoyama nodded in agreement, and a little over half an hour later, the four of them met at a nice sushi restaurant.

Because the restaurant was relatively expensive and not crowded, the dishes that Aoyama and his group ordered arrived quickly.

"The Student Council election is the day after tomorrow. Is Shiki trying to curry favor with Komako?" Leaning on Aoyama's shoulder, Ichinose was speaking to Aoyama, but her eyes were fixed on Amikura.

"Don't joke around, Xiao Fanbo. Is Aoyama trying to please me? He's really threatening me."

Unaware of Ichinose's probing gaze, Amikura pouted, recalling her domineering behavior at the Aoyama Stadium.

Everyone here is a leader, and she also wants to be able to calmly control everything in Aoyama and become a leader trusted by her classmates.

Ichinose breathed a sigh of relief. "What did Shiki threaten Komako about?"

"I threatened her that if she didn't listen, I'd pester Honami every day and not let Honami have time to play with me." After swallowing the sushi in his mouth, Aoyama rubbed Ichinose's head.

He made a joke first before revealing the verbal agreement with the Amikura.

"Special Exam for class battles? Shiki wants to battle against Class D."

After hearing Aoyama's words, Ichinose frowned slightly.

She heard from upperclassmen that this pattern is the most dangerous, as it usually involves students dropping out.

Given Class D's current level, a competition in academic ability against Class C would be like trying to light a lantern in a toilet—it's highly likely that one or two students will drop out.

"I plan to expel a few students from Class D, so I specifically chose Class D." Sensing the worry in Ichinose's words, Aoyama made his point clear.

He is ruthless towards his enemies and will not yield to Ichinose's kindness; that's just how he is.

"Um."

Ichinose nodded slightly, not continuing the conversation.

For her, choosing between Aoyama and helping Class D was not a choice she needed to make.

It's regrettable that the students dropped out, but there's nothing that can be done about it.

"Honami, you go back with Shiranami first. I still have some private things to say to Amikura."

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, Aoyama had something he wanted to discuss with Amikura, and didn't intend to force the kind-hearted Ichinose to participate.

To prevent Ichinose from overthinking, he whispered in Ichinose ear, telling her not to go to bed too early tonight.

"Okay, I understand, Shiki."

Her expression instantly brightened, Ichinose, along with the relatively silent Shiranami, began their journey back to the dormitory.

Did Chihiro have a fight with Shiki?

When they were alone, Ichinose asked Shiranami if she was more lively when she was with Aoyama, and if Shiranami would tease and interact with Aoyama.

After the meal, Shiranami only spoke to her and Amikura.

"... It wasn't exactly an argument." Shiranami's eyes darted away.

Towards the end of summer vacation, in order to prevent Ichinose from falling into Aoyama's clutches, she had the idea of interfering, and under the influence of inexplicable emotions, she did something that resembled a confession.

She now understood that inexplicable feeling; unknowingly, she had also fallen for Aoyama, this mischievous boy.

She, Shiranami Chihiro, shamefully fell in love with someone else!

She's fallen for the person her former crush had a crush on, leaving her unsure of what to do.

Ichinose took Shiranami's arm, preventing her from avoiding his gaze. "You two look like you've had a fight. I hope Chihiro and Shiki can make up. That would make me happy too."

"Can you tell me about it? I'll help Chihiro."

"Not yet, sorry, I have to go back first."

When Ichinose thought Shiranami would listen to her as before and explain the reason for her conflict with Aoyama, Shiranami broke free from her arm and ran away in a panic.

Her petite, flustered figure disappeared from her sight in no time.

Chapter 246 Sleeping Together

"What are your thoughts on the position of class leader?"

"Is it better to prioritize protecting the students in your current class, or to prioritize those who advance to a higher grade? Do the other students share your opinion?"

Under the darkening sky, Aoyama led Amikura on a slow walk along the seaside path.

He stopped under the streetlights where no one was around, leaned against the railing, and looked at Amikura, who seemed lost in thought.

In his opinion, setting aside her abilities, Amikura was not a qualified leader in terms of mentality either; it was a complete accident that she became the class leader.

Of course, protecting the classmates should be the priority.