139. Sports Festival (3)

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1.

The second event in our class is figure 8 jumping rope.

It is a sport in which two people turn the rope around and the remaining people jump between them, but it is not a sport I participate in anyway, so I do not know the details.

Wouldn’t that be the end of what I just explained?

Anyway, neither Arin nor I attended the event, so we just sat on the mat in our class, ate snacks, and watched the game.

After figure-eight jumping rope, there was another sport, but it was also a dull sport.

Still, I didn’t feel like it was a waste of time.

It was quite nice to sit on a mat and eat snacks while feeling the wind.

After some time had passed, it was my turn.

I happened to run obstacle races.

Even if I happen to run, I don’t plan on doing it half-heartedly.

The route of the steeplechase race was the same as that of the relay race.

It feels like they just added a few obstacles.

At this level, I think it would be more appropriate to just call it ‘Relay 2.0 Ver.’

Still, the difference from the relay race is that there were no restrictions on gender.

I don’t have a handicap at all, gender or anything, but that’s what I did anyway.

Because it is a sport that many class representatives participate in, the obstacles involved were not as detailed as expected.

Just things like throwing a ring or jumping over a hurdle.

This is a race that ends when you clear simple missions and run.

The game started without anything special.

The first mission we arrived at after running at full speed was to cross the balance beam.

About three balance beams are placed in the middle of the route, and the person who comes first crosses the beam first.

It’s not particularly difficult, but doing this reminded me of my past life in the military.

I think there was something similar to this at the guerrilla training center.

Hmm. However. Because I’m in the military. Do I have to go to the military again?

In my previous life, I did not benefit from my parents at all, but because my parents existed in administrative terms, I ended up going to the military.

Perhaps because of that, I remember not being in a very good mood throughout my military service.

… ….

For some reason, my running speed seems to have gotten faster when I have bad thoughts.

Anyway, the running continued.

Go over the hurdles and throw the ring into the red cone.

The final mission we arrived at was truly mission accomplished…… It was.

What is the right way to express it?

There are dozens of sheets of paper on the table, and all kinds of missions are written on them.

The winner is the one who completes the mission first.

It’s a very classic-feeling mission, but who planned something like this again?

Still, this mission was quite humane.

Because I could keep pulling out the paper until I got the mission I wanted.

My first mission was to bring back my best friend from another class, and I just threw it back.

If I were to put it in a slang term, it would be possible…… Well.

The second mission I chose next was not that easy.

Finally, the third mission chosen was… ….

I liked it quite a bit.

2.

“Seunggi? Why? What kind of mission is this?”

I am Min A-rin. While watching Seung-gi’s game, I was ‘borrowing’ snacks from my friends.

But Seunggi, who had arrived at the last stage of the obstacle race, the ‘Mission Game’, suddenly ran towards me.

Looking around, it looks like the mission is to bring some kind of item.

I wasn’t particularly worried about winning.

Of course I plan to help, and more than anything, the distance difference with other runners is huge.

As I said before, it was hard to believe he was a high school student, let alone a speed that was hard to believe he was a man.

Well, my athletic ability is objectively amazing.

I knew that Seunggi was amazing, but I couldn’t help but be surprised.

“What should I bring?”

“You.”

“Huh?”

Anyway. I asked Seunggi with a relaxed mind.

It seems like you are what I need.

I don’t know what it is, but seeing you come here smiling happily…….

“Just stay where you are.”

“Uh… Seunggi? Now, wait a minute…! No!”

“If you keep your arms around my neck and keep moving, it gets hard.”

Just like that, my expectations were betrayed.

The feeling of flying in the air.

It’s not a metaphorical expression… ….

Seunggi grabbed me while I was sitting on the mat and lifted me up.

Ugh, in a posture that can be described as hugging a prince.

When I looked to the side, I saw Sung Yu-ri with her mouth open as if she was shocked, and the other friends were suppressing laughter with huge expressions.

It seems like the boys are seeing something strange over there…… He was looking at me in a very hurtful way.

No, I am the most embarrassed, but why are you doing this?

But…… Have I been hanging out with Seunggi for too long?

Have I become a lousy woman now?

Even in the midst of being subjected to a shame game that others could not even imagine, I began to worry that the victory would be more important than the feeling of shame.

Although women’s physiques are smaller than men’s, they are not extremely light in weight.

Even if Seung-gi’s strength is incomparable to that of other men, it would not be easy to name a woman who works out hard.

Even as I was worrying about such things, Seunggi started to move her steps, and the pace gradually increased.

And with each step, my face started to get hotter.

I have never once worried about my weight.

I never gained enough weight to feel the need to diet, and I wasn’t the type to overeat.

But…… Why is it like this now?

I remembered the dinner I had yesterday, and the snacks I had today.

I think I’ve been eating a lot of food lately because Seunggi has cooked me a lot of delicious food, so I wonder if I’ve gained weight?

I did exercise, but…… Isn’t it less than what you ate?

With that thought in mind, she raised her head and saw Seunggi continuing to speed up while looking straight ahead.

And my worries were also speeding up.

I wonder if the sweat I shed earlier while running the relay stinks.

She is holding on tightly to victory, but you might think she is a timid woman for no reason.

I wonder if her face looks ugly when she is held in this position.

Masculine worries that you don’t normally have to worry about.

“It’s not heavy at all, so just hold on tight.”

“Ah, uh, yes…”

I wonder when and how he read my facial expressions even though he was only looking ahead.

I’m sure it’s just a polite thing to say, but why does it make me feel so at ease?

Somehow, I felt at peace with those words.

With that in mind, I turned my head for a moment and saw the eyes of all the students focused on me.

Now I can finally look at myself and my situation objectively.

I can finally feel shame and embarrassment.

Seunggi’s mischievous smile is now clearly visible.

What on earth is so good about women being shy?

… ….

I’m going crazy, really.

I will definitely get revenge tonight. Really.

3.

The male student, who was showing overwhelming speed and widening the distance, suddenly performed an extraordinary feat in the last mission.

The male student returned to the finals after his journey.

I don’t know what the content of the mission was, but the teacher who had to make the final decision was standing there dumbfounded, and the boy was talking about something, and then she suddenly kissed the girl she had brought in.

Not a fresh ‘kiss’, but a mature kiss.

“Kids these days… Are hard to keep up with.”

The principal of Yeonseo High School was a fairly conservative person.

I don’t know if there will be many people who will view that scene positively even if they are not conservative…….

Anyway, the principal thought that the teachers around him also had the same thoughts as him.

1St and 2nd grade department head level teachers.

In addition, there are several teachers with considerable experience.

No matter how much it is a festival, shouldn’t there be a certain level of line?

Is it a problem of education? Or am I just getting too old?

But her expectations were dashed.

“Wow… Seunggi won this time too.”

“Isn’t it really nice to see?”

“So. They’re really cute every time I see them.”

How can one feel freshness and cuteness there?

She looked embarrassed.

I couldn’t follow these teachers’ conversations at all.

Did you see that expression on the principal’s face?

The first-grade teacher sitting next to her began to open his mouth.

“They come out a lot among first-year teachers. In a good way.”

“No, even if you say that, it’s a bit…”

“The impressions are very different, but the relationship is really good. The boy transferred to the school early this year, and we hang out together all the time.”

“That’s a good thing…”

“Oh, the boy was first in the whole school during the midterm exam. Was he all-white?”

“All white…?”

“The girl didn’t study at all, but she hung around with Seunggi for a while and ended up with an average grade of 4 or 5… Around there.”

“…….”

Although Yeonseo High School received good reviews for its facilities and academic atmosphere, its entrance exam results were not always that great.

From an objective perspective, it would be difficult to say that the students’ academic level was also of the highest level.

You can’t judge everything based on that alone, but isn’t it true that it’s also an objective number?

But, I got an all-white score on the first-year midterm exam because I failed to adjust the difficulty level.

I can’t believe I brought my girlfriend, who didn’t study at all, to level 4.

It’s hard to see because it’s far away, but looking at it like this, it looks like he might have a good personality.

Anyway, it seemed like that.

I can’t believe there was a student like that at school.

I can’t believe that such a student was even having such a fresh and cute relationship.

A student who was so good at studying was also good at sports and had a healthy relationship with her girlfriend.

“Still, that’s not a good thing. It’s manly and everyone is watching…”

“Teacher Kim, please shut up.”

“Huh? Principal?”

“He… No, did you say Seung-gi? Anyway, back then, we usually dated like that.”

“Footfoot?”

“It’s cute and nice to look at, but what? Mr. Kim’s thoughts are so blocked.”

“Yes?”

Whether Han Seung-gi just put his tongue in or not. That wasn’t the principal’s concern.

That never happened.

Anyway, it didn’t happen.

The principal spoke to the first-year manager again.

“Mr. Park.”

“Yes?”

“At our school… There’s no such thing as school violence, right?”

“Yes… Well… That didn’t happen at all among first graders.”

“Of course it shouldn’t exist. Kids like Seung-gi are having a hard time because of things like that, and that shouldn’t happen. There needs to be an environment where kids like that study hard….”

Her words were not finished.

Anyway, this is a school that lacks nothing in other areas except entrance exams.

The student who would be responsible for admission to such a school needed a lot of attention.

A model student who is good at studying and exercising, and even has a romantic relationship.

He has good social relationships, is polite to adults, has a gentle personality, and does not say words like alcohol or cigarettes. Such a picturesque model student.

The only information the principal had access to was Han Seung-gi’s grades and his sudden deep kiss.

Anyway, in the principal’s mind, Han Seung-gi was the perfect student.

Anyway, that was it.

If there is a student who bullies such a model student.

It had to be eradicated at all costs.

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