The playground of Kamikawa High School may not be comparable to many universities.

First of all, it is very big. Looking at the people standing in the center from the stands, the high school students look like they are the size of elementary school students. It is not an exaggeration to call it a small racecourse.

In addition, various facilities are new and complete, so there will never be a situation where the baseball club is playing baseball on one side and the track and field club is practicing running on the other.

"What exactly do you train for?" Toru Watanabe put on his sportswear, squatted on the ground, pressed his legs to the left and right, and started to warm up.

Rin Kiyono, who also changed into sportswear, held a notebook in his hand and put his other hand on his chin.

After thinking for a while, she said: "The first is 'football long-distance shooting'."

"What about the rules?"

"Under the premise of ensuring that the ball can enter the goal, the farther away it is, the higher the ranking. Unlike usual, there will be no one at the goal..."

At this time, a female member of the track and field team quickly ran past the two of them, with her ponytail flying, her breasts up and down, her buttocks up and down, her legs...

"Watanabe-san, please repeat what I just said."

"As long as the ball can go into the goal," Toru Watanabe said calmly, retracting his gaze to follow the female members of the track and field club, "the further away, the higher the ranking..."

After he repeated it word for word, Kiyono Rin continued to explain as if nothing had happened.

"......that's it."

"I understand." Toru Watanabe nodded.

"Then, let's first go to the physical education teacher to apply for the right to use the football and the field."

"Is that troublesome? Can't you just ask the football department to borrow it?"

"Do you know anyone in the football club?" Qingye Rin asked.

"without."

"Then who are you asking to borrow it from?"

Watanabe Toru didn't answer and went straight to the football club.

Qingye Rin followed him, looking at his confident face and feeling a little curious.

As a result, he and the female manager of the football department...

"Look," Toru Watanabe put his knee on the football. "Not only did he have the ball, he also got the right to use the goal."

"yes."

"Whether we know each other or not, when I look for someone to borrow something from Watanabe, no one has ever turned me down."

"You just have a good-looking face." Qingye Rin sighed and let go of the hand rubbing his eyebrows. "Stop talking nonsense and take the time to practice."

"You come and I come?"

"What do you think?"

"You come."

Kiyono Rin walked straight towards the goal without saying a word.

Toru Watanabe stood on the spot and visually measured the distance between himself and the goal. It was 30 meters. At this distance, he could basically guarantee the strength and accuracy.

After taking physical education classes for more than half a year, he relied on his extraordinary intelligence and superhuman physique - recently, he has become very good in most sports.

I didn't realize it before because I was too lazy, but he seemed to have some talent in sports.

After fixing the ball, he raised his foot and kicked it out.

The football soars into the sky and spins towards the goal. The curve is quite beautiful, like a rainbow.

Unfortunately, he missed the goal and hit the goal post.

This is just the first serve. As long as you feel it, without anyone interfering, Watanabe Toru believes that he will be able to score 100% from this distance soon.

He started jogging, ready to pick up the ball, but Qingye Rin had already walked over with the football in his arms.

"Are you responsible for picking up the ball?"

"This is a matter for the Human Observation Department, so of course I have to contribute." Qingye Rin said matter-of-factly, "It's also to help you save energy for practice."

"Good minister!" Toru Watanabe took the football.

Seeing Rin Kiyono walking back to the goal again, Toru Watanabe put the ball on the ground, raised his foot and shot it out again.

The ball rolled for a while two meters near the goal and stopped.

Qingye Rin picked up the ball, walked over, and handed the ball to him: "Why is it suddenly so far behind?"

"I'm not a professional football player, you expect too much from me."

"The first ball was covered?"

"Mon? Who do you think I am?!" Toru Watanabe was so angry that he smashed the ball on the ground. He didn't take a run-up or accumulate energy, and just kicked it with his foot.

The football flew out with a "bang", and Qingye Rin couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The ball was like a drill, carrying a whirlwind towards the goal, missing the goal by one meter.

"Did you see it?" Toru Watanabe put his right hand across his forehead and looked towards the goal to confirm the distance. "It's closer than last time. If you practice more, you can definitely score from this distance today."

Qingye Rin nodded and agreed with his words.

She walked back, picked up the ball, and Toru Watanabe kicked it out again.

"Ah, unfortunately, it's a bit far off this time."

The fourth time, it was a little better.

The fifth time, it got a little better.

The sixth time, bad.

"Would you like to rest for a while and I'll pick it up myself..."

"Concentrate on practicing." Qingye Rin interrupted him immediately. After that, she took off her sportswear jacket, revealing a white short-sleeved shirt with her last name written on it.

She folded her coat, closed her notebook, placed it next to Toru Watanabe, and then walked back to the goal.

Halfway through, the football passed her in the air and landed not far from the goal.

The seventh time, it hit the goal.

The eighth time, it’s far away again.

The ninth time.

Qingye Rin was panting, and her thin hair on the temples was already wet with sweat.

"I think it's better to take a rest." Toru Watanabe said while holding the ball.

Qingye Rin wanted to speak, but she couldn't breathe for a while. After taking a moment, she shook her head and motioned for him to continue.

Watanabe Toru threw the ball and kicked it up without waiting for it to hit the ground.

He put his hand on his forehead and followed the ball with his eyes: "It's a little closer, I seem to have found the feeling."

Qingye Rin nodded and walked slowly towards the still rolling ball. After taking only two steps, she stopped.

When there is no ball, Toru Watanabe will practice shooting without the ball, constantly adjusting the intensity while looking for angles.

Seeing her suddenly standing still, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Can't you hold on anymore?"

"Just in case," Qingye Rin turned around, "You didn't intentionally not kick it in, did you?"

"How is it possible? It doesn't happen."

Qingye Rin's face suddenly turned cold.

"Wait a minute, please listen to my explanation first!" Toru Watanabe raised his hands to tell her not to be impulsive, "I see that you are very weak and don't exercise, so I want to use this method to let you exercise well.

It’s really for your own good!”

Qingye Rin crossed his arms and pursed his cherry-colored lips slightly, outlining a dangerous arc.

"Qingye-san! Qingye! Rin! Do you believe me, will I lie to you? I can't lie to anyone I lie to!"

Rin Kiyono pointed at the track and said in a nonchalant tone: "1000 meters."

"Wait a minute, this is so weird! I admit that I wanted to tease you, but you only picked it up 9 times, a total of 540 meters, right? I accept the punishment, but why do you have to run a thousand meters?"

"1100 meters."

"...Okay, I understand, I'll go right away."

Looking at Toru Watanabe's unmotivated back as he walked towards the runway, Rin Kiyono snorted from his nose, as if he was taking advantage of you, and then showed a slight smile.

She picked up her sportswear and notebook, picked up the football, and walked to the stands.

After running 1,100 meters, Toru Watanabe definitely needed to rest, and she took a break just in time.

Putting the football and clothes aside, she looked at her notes, which listed entertainment events that even with the number of people in the Human Observation Department, they could participate in and possibly get points.

In addition to "football long-distance shooting", there are also "badminton holes", "tennis fixed-point shooting" and so on.

"Kyono-san?!" A voice with a hint of surprise came from the distance.

Rin Kiyono raised his head, and Tamamo Homi ran towards this side with her trombone in her arms. Except for her, everyone in the music club came.

"Kyono-san, why are you here?" Tamamo Homi gasped slightly.

"practise."

"practise?"

Qingye Rin nodded slightly: "We are going to take first place in the club entertainment competition of the sports festival."

"That's it." Tamamo Haomi suddenly reacted, "But isn't there only three people in the Human Observation Department? And, Kiyono-san, you..."

They are in the same class and naturally have physical education classes together. Rin Kiyono looks like he is dying every time he warms up, which is really hard to trust.
To be continued...