manynovel Chapter 1047 Once Again, Shizaki Tetsuya Regrets It Too Much
Chapter 1047 Once Again, Shizaki Tetsuya Regrets It Too Much
Chapter 1047 Once Again, Shizaki Tetsuya Regrets It Too Much
Time moved slightly forward
At lunchtime, the students of Class 1-F walked out of the classroom in a crowded mass. Unlike usual, they didn't disperse in twos and threes, but walked together in a chaotic order.
They are not an exception; this applies to students in all three grades.
In the corridors of the teaching building, apart from the largest bulletin board on the first floor which still displays the "Big Notice," the bulletin boards on the second floor and above have all been updated with new content.
The three new posters are for the "National High School Kendo Tournament", the "National High School Baseball Championship", and the "Sobu High School 109th Sports Festival".
Furthermore, next to the two promotional posters, there was a brief introduction to the achievements of Zongwu High School in these two competitions. Well, there were no achievements.
But that doesn't matter. What matters is that a new history is about to begin!
Below the poster are introductions to the Kendo and Baseball clubs, mainly listing headshots and brief introductions of the regular members. Finally, Principal Kanakawa Koneko gave a very inspiring speech, stating that this year is the best year for Soubu High School!
"...With the encouragement of the Kendo and Baseball clubs, I believe this year's Sports Festival will be more spectacular than ever before!"
Principal Cat wrote this, and yes, he even handwrote it and stamped it with his personal seal.
The bulletin board was crowded with people, making the already narrow corridor even more congested, and every now and then a few words with a wavy trill could be heard.
Unfortunately, Japanese swear words are quite limited. Even ordinary people need some skill to curse. Otherwise, even when women are arguing, they can only say things like "big fat pig, flat-chested," which is practically no different from whining.
Kyosuke Hojo glanced sideways at the notice board and quickened his pace. Who knew where this Japanese tradition of treating happy occasions and funerals came from? Who would believe that the photos on his notice board were in black and white? Were they really short of funds? If you had told us earlier, our kendo club would have sold one less washing machine, you bastard!
While someone was unwilling to look, Sakura Yamauchi happily dragged Shoko over and began to seriously comment on the notice board.
"I knew it! I told you Kyosuke's face looked a bit thinner, it's very obvious in this black and white photo!"
Sakura frowned.
Nishimiya Shoko stared wide-eyed at Kyosuke's photo for a long time but couldn't find a single flaw. However, she still nodded obediently and said with heartache, "Kyosuke has been working so hard lately."
As soon as she said that, she immediately noticed that Kyosuke's face in the photo had indeed become much thinner, and in a moment of panic, she quickly said:
"I guess we should leave the sports festival to Yukino and let Kyosuke-kun go back and get some rest!"
"Makes sense!"
Sakura Yamauchi nodded, but did not agree, because she knew that Yukinoshita was not very reliable either. If this tool couldn't hold on, wouldn't she have to step in herself?
Therefore, Kyosuke cannot leave!
Behind the crowd, Hachiman Hikigaya stared intently at his name on the bulletin board, his face flushed with excitement.
Hearing his name repeatedly mentioned by those around him, only two words came to his mind: Glory! Loyalty!
He exhaled two streams of hot air from his nostrils, wanting to leave, but his legs wouldn't obey him.
Hey there, Oji-chan, the sharp-eyed kendo club regular you mentioned is right here! Want her contact information? I can write it on your wrist with lipstick for you.
Damn it! Which idiot said my eyes were lifeless and I looked like a salted fish? Do they even know what an unfathomable, cold, and murderous gaze looks like?!
Yes, yes, that's it! Give me a little more, that's right! This is the team member who is about to become the number one in the country...!
Wow, so this is the world that the Commander usually experiences!?
Hachiman Hikigaya used his hearing, honed from years of eavesdropping on gossip while lying on a table, to gather the parts about himself from the chaotic discussions. He savored them like tasting civet coffee, finding them delightful.
There were even more students crowding in front of the bulletin board than there were at the bottom of the "big list" in the morning, because this was a groundbreaking and super event for Soubu High School.
In previous years, at most the school would put up a promotional poster for the "National Higher Education Sports Games", also known as "Inter-High", around this time, but only out of obligation or because they had nothing else to do.
Since Soubu High School doesn't have the strength to participate in such a competition, posting it would only make students realize how low their school is, which would be very disrespectful to the principal.
The students at Zongwu High School were used to their school's lack of sports, but this year is different, completely different!
For the past few days, so many top baseball stars have come to the school to act as monkeys for everyone to see. The scene was like a dream. Although it was wonderful, most people didn't feel it was real because professional baseball and such are too far removed from their own lives.
But today is different. Whether it's the National Kendo Tournament or the Summer Koshien, these are competitions that everyone pays attention to every year, and it's been the same since junior high school.
How influential is Koshien? Even some students who have never joined a baseball team will consider a particular school as their dream school because of its outstanding performance in the Koshien tournament.
Although Kendo is less influential overall, it is still a sport of the Japanese flag. It doesn't usually attract much attention, but if you mention which school won the national Kendo championship, it will cause quite a stir in the country.
That's why Kyosuke Hojo attracted so much attention from schools when he graduated from junior high school; just a few days ago, the principals of three high schools almost got into a fight because of him.
It belongs to the top succubus category, which can attract not only investors from schools, but also students from all over the country.
If we're talking about who felt the most deeply from those three posters, it has to be the senior students of Soubu High School. They had never seen anything like this in the past two years. They were so excited by the posters, which were full of chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur), that tears streamed down their faces.
"Principal Xiao Mao is right, this year is the best year for Zongwu High School!"
"That's fantastic! It's amazing to see our school win the national championship in our final year of high school!!"
"I'm not going to my tutoring class today, I'm signing up for the 5000-meter race!"
"Are you crazy? People will die!"
"Idiot, this is youth!!"
"Gu-kun! I'll cheer you on!"
"..."
If third-grade students are this excited, imagine how excited the younger students must be.
Just like at the University of Tokyo, the sports festival has both fun and unfunny aspects. For example, long-distance running is a very tiring event that everyone avoids. Participants are either from the track and field club or other clubs, or they are forced to participate by the team leader because they can't find enough people.
But this time the situation was completely different. Sitting in the Red Team's command center, Yukino Yukinoshita frowned, holding the registration form that the Sports Festival Executive Committee had just sent over. She was torn between letting the team members register freely or having the succubus Kyosuke Hojo go and get signatures from everyone.
Open registration would inevitably leave many events unfilled, while the more relaxed and enjoyable events would be overcrowded. However, assigning this task to Kyosuke Hojo would be different. No one would refuse his request, it would be easy and simple to handle, and he could even assign events based on each person's strengths, ensuring the Red Team's final score would be the highest.
Thinking this, she glanced at Sakura Yamauchi, who was sitting next to her, legs crossed, eating potato chips, looking at her phone, and laughing like an idiot.
The arguments that occurred when the red team was first formed echoed in her ears again...
"Happiness is the most important thing! Winning or losing is something you should enjoy first before thinking about it!"
Oh well, never mind...
Let's just let everyone sign up voluntarily.
With a sigh, Yukino Yukinoshita moved the notebook next to her to face her and posted the registration information in the Red Team's chat group.
Japan's sports festival is basically just a sports meet with a different name, but why is it so youthful and so appealing? There's only one reason: it's not serious.
Gatekeeper, curtain master, costume master...
Building a gate, adding distinctive symbols, and creating costumes... this series of elaborate rituals is truly immersive.
Just like Koshien, it's a completely de-commercialized competition, entirely a student activity, with no teacher involvement whatsoever. Even the competition events are decided by a student-led committee.
For example, at this year's sports festival, Sakura Yamauchi submitted a cola-drinking contest just a few days ago, and it was approved within two days.
In addition, other common events were also included, such as horseback riding (three people form a mount and one person acts as the knight, trying to steal the hat or headband from the opponent's knight), pole pushing (each side protects their own pole and attacks the opponent's pole), pushing a large ball, and a club relay race...
In addition to some traditional programs, the Sports Festival Executive Committee will also solicit more interesting activities from all students. For example, this year, in addition to the Coca-Cola drinking contest proposed by Sakura Yamauchi, a relay race with borrowed objects has been added.
God knows how happy Hojo Kyosuke was when he saw the competition list; he was so happy he cried.
His time in Dongcheng was absolutely inhuman. It wasn't that the events were boring or tedious—riding horses, pushing poles, and all that—but it was an all-male school! You can imagine how intense the competitions were. Punches were practically bloody, but the key thing was…
When the opposing player charged at them, he was clearly gritting his teeth, ready to kill. His face was bruised and swollen; every year someone loses a hand or foot.
Fortunately, Dongcheng takes out insurance for the Sports Festival every year, so there is no need to worry about medical issues.
At that time, Hojo Kyosuke had no choice but to become a general. In order to protect the poles of his own troops, he would knock people away one by one, and if you weren't careful, you would be covered in sweat.
His opponents kept coming in waves like zombies, and his own teammates, who had also been infected, would occasionally rush over, so he could only shoot them down indiscriminately.
Passionate, intense, and visceral...
Men can be romantic, but the key question is, who the hell wants to be romantic with a bunch of musclemen like you?!
Yesterday, he also received an invitation from the principal of Dongcheng High School, asking him to return to his alma mater this year to participate in the sports festival.
"...The students and teachers miss you very much, and so do I..."
I #%&￥%#%&……
Kyosuke Hojo was seething with resentment, but he managed a polite smile and declined.
This year! This year will be the best year ever!
In the corridor, Hojo Kyosuke felt the heat and faint fragrance emanating from Kojima and Sakura on his left and right sides. Looking at the posters on the wall, his chest was pounding and his emotions were surging.
Whether it's Sakura or Shoko as the commander, he will dedicate himself to the cause until his dying breath, transforming into a demon to protect the best beautiful girl!
Isn't this more youthful than fighting with a muscular guy? Even if you were to knock someone flying, a soft, sweet girl would feel much better to touch!
Thinking of this, Kyosuke Hojo swung his hammer with even more passion.
Yes, he took up his favorite woodworking.
Katsuhiko Teshigawara, a young master who apprenticed under a construction company, is known for his work on: the roof of an abandoned house in Itomori (though Teshigawara did most of the manual labor, he also took charge); the café in Yukino Yukari's courtyard (though Teshigawara did most of the manual labor, he also took charge); and the interior design of Miki Okudera's restaurant (no "though," he really put in the work this time. Although the construction company did most of the work, but...).
In short, Kyosuke Hojo is now a qualified carpenter. Not to mention that he has already led the members of the Red Team "Door Department" to complete a cat door. Now that everyone is skilled, they can work even faster.
Suddenly, Hojo Kyosuke, who was looking around, slacking off, and daydreaming about the future, frowned.
"Hey! You over there, woman, I'm talking to you. Stop looking around, I'm talking to you! What are you daydreaming about? Get back to work!"
Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was fiddling with her fingers, about to light a Seven Stars, was startled and instinctively turned around to see a pair of stern, dark eyes. She immediately flinched, her shoulders trembling.
Instead of reaching for a cigarette, he grabbed a handful of nails, stuffed a few into his mouth to relieve the discomfort, and then quickly raised the hammer high.
But she froze after knocking twice.
I...aren't I the teacher in charge? Wouldn't someone like me be the boss here?
Yes, right? I think so!
If that's the case, then why are there people here who can reprimand me?!
Once her thoughts were clear, Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately spat out the nail from her mouth.
I have to say, this flavor is actually quite good with alcohol!
No, no, now is not the time to think about that. Although ice-cold beer goes well with work, production safety is more important!
Thinking this, she stood up, her eyebrows furrowed, and glared angrily at the person who had scolded her.
"Little devil, you..."
The beautiful teacher was interrupted by someone after only two sentences.
"What do you mean 'you'? If you don't want to work, then go sit over there and rest! There are plenty of other people who will do it!"
Kyosuke Hojo sneered.
Hiratsuka Shizuka's momentum faltered. She pursed her lips, wanting to say something tough, but she really didn't have the confidence to back it up.
Why? Because she only got the job of swinging the hammer after begging Xuexueye for ages; otherwise, as the teacher in charge, she would have nothing to do!
"me……"
With her lips trembling, Teacher Jing squatted down again, looking aggrieved.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
The hammer struck again.
Hojo Kyosuke smiled smugly, then waved his hand and gave the order:
"Hachiman, over here, bring ten more logs over to Hiratsuka-sensei!"
"Hey!" Hachiman Hikigaya shouted back, running as fast as he could.
So, a certain Jod who was swinging a hammer... cough cough cough, the beautiful woman swinging the hammer had a happy smile on her lips and hammered even harder.
Ah, what a wonderful youth!
Looking at his classmates who were busy yet chatting and laughing, Kyosuke Hojo put his hands on his hips and sighed deeply.
Meanwhile, in Suginami Ward, at the "Carbonated" company building.
"...Tanaka? What are you doing? Why hasn't the information I asked you to find arrived yet?!"
"Mr. Smith is waiting to have a conference call with me? When was this arrangement inserted? Oh, I arranged it myself. Let's begin then, and postpone the negotiations with XX Watches by half an hour."
"Book signing? Tell them our great author is enjoying his youth and doesn't have time for that... Never mind, I'll reply to him personally later."
"Preparing for a 4x100m relay? What the heck is this? Why is this on my schedule? Who did this?"
"Sports Festival?"
"Holy crap, thank you for reminding me I'm still a high school student!!!"
boom!
Kisaki Tetsuya abruptly hung up the phone, his face expressionless.
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