But Megumi Fushiguro had yet to fully recover from the destruction caused by that lightning strike, and he had barely gone any distance when, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a group of uniformed students in a nearby corridor, excitedly sprinting toward a spot on the athletic field above.
Already on high alert, the boy naturally had his attention drawn by the sudden commotion.
One of the boys at the front even disregarded the rule against running in school corridors. His face flushed, he turned and shouted to his panting companions behind him.
"Over here! Over here! Hurry up! We'll miss the show if we're late!"
Watching their frantic rush, Megumi Fushiguro involuntarily frowned.
He instinctively assumed that another supernatural incident or a curse injuring someone had occurred somewhere in the school.
To confirm what was happening, he immediately changed direction and silently followed the students, making his way to a corner of the athletic field already so packed with spectators that there was no way through.
From beyond the shifting crowd, Megumi Fushiguro heard an adult who was probably a PE teacher make a loud announcement in a booming voice.
"Up next, track team adviser Takagi will compete against Itadori from West Middle School! The event is-shot put!"
A dull thud followed as something hit the ground, accompanied by an excited announcement from the student taking measurements nearby.
"Fourteen meters!"
For an ordinary high school PE teacher who was not an active professional shot-putter, fourteen meters was undoubtedly an impressive result he could be proud of.
As soon as the figure was announced, the surrounding spectators erupted into enthusiastic applause and admiring cheers.
"Whoa-that's incredible, Mr. Takagi! You've still got it!"
"Itadori's in trouble now. You can't win at shot put just by running fast!"
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