Wires criss-crossed, Watanabe Toru ran through the narrow alleys of residential areas, and in the distance was the blue sky blending with Tokyo's high-rise buildings.

When he arrived at Suga Shrine, he bought a carton of milk from the red vending machine, sat on the top of the stairs and drank it.

At the bottom of the stairs, a cat squatted there, washing its face with its front feet.

October 23rd, Friday, is the last day of the Sports Festival, and there are two days left before the National Orchestral Competition.

On the train going to school, Toru Watanabe leaned on the door and used his mobile phone to search for food and fun places in Nagoya, the competition venue.

Kamikawa High School is still immersed in the atmosphere of the sports festival. On the way to school, many people simply wore autumn sportswear.

Sports clubs are even better. They wear competitive sportswear - sleeveless and shorts, so they are not afraid of the chilly autumn wind.

"Watanabe!" Osamu Kunii caught up from behind.

As long as the baseball club doesn't have morning practice for this guy, his arrival at school will be delayed immediately.

Osamu Kunii put his elbow on Toru Watanabe's shoulder: "Remember to cheer me on today!"

"Come on, there are cheerleaders who wear short skirts." Toru Watanabe shook his hand away.

Since he is in the baseball club, it is natural for him to participate in the 3,000-meter event - this is the consensus of everyone in Class 4, including Aina Koizumi.

"Does this 'specialty' describe wearing short skirts or cheerleading?"

"Of course wearing short skirts, cheerleading is totally unimportant."

"Watanabe, you are too bad. The cheerleading team worked very hard to cheer for us."

"Who paid for a key in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds last night and wanted a small skirt?"

"Hey!" Kunijing pretended to be unbelievable, "I just smoked a small skirt, think about yourself, how much did you spend to smoke Huazawa Coriander's voice pack? You still have the nerve to blame me!"

"Don't mention this! Why do you think you always get Kensho Ono's voice packs? Can you complain to the authorities about this? I seriously doubt there is any malicious intent from Kensho Ono."

It is a well-known fact that Toru Watanabe has never been very lucky.

"If you slap someone's wife's voice, of course I will run out and get in the way. But don't you have Taketatsu Ayana's voice pack? She is also a wife, so I'll make do with it." Osamu Kunii patted Toru Watanabe on the shoulder comfortingly.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, I don't like married women." This is something that must be explained.

"Yeah, I understand, you don't like wives, it's just that the person you like happens to be someone else's wife."

"I..." Toru Watanabe was determined not to use swear words.

After taking a nap and running in the morning, he had almost forgotten about last night's lottery draw, but when Shu Kuni mentioned it and was accused of liking married women, he became depressed again.

"Ah, I'm so angry!"

At the shoe cabinet, Qingye Rin, who was changing shoes, was startled by him.

"Why are you so nervous so early in the morning?" she said with a frown.

"I spent a lot of money yesterday that I shouldn't have spent, and now I feel very regretful." Toru Watanabe skillfully stuffed the love letters that started to appear again in the cabinet into his schoolbag.

"Did you buy something boring again?"

Because he had to spend one million yen every month, Rin Kiyono also knew about Toru Watanabe's blind shopping.

"The thing itself is not boring, but the result makes me dissatisfied."

"So, what did you do?"

"Games make money."

Feeling Kiyono Rin's contemptuous eyes, Watanabe Teru crackled in defense: "Don't underestimate the money earned in games. People's instinct is to pursue differentiation, and money making in games is the easiest way to achieve differentiation. I am

Conducting human observations."

"How much did it cost?" Qingye Rin didn't even bother to dismantle him.

If she told the truth and lies in every sentence, the conversation between her and Toru Watanabe might have been in the form of "lies..." for the rest of her life.

"Thirty thousand yen." Toru Watanabe closed the shoe cabinet and spread his hands towards her as a matter of course, "Boss, this is a club activity, help me reimburse it quickly."

Kiyono Rin looked at him like a stranger, turned around and walked away.

Before eight o'clock, Toru Watanabe stayed in the classroom, chatting with the boys in the class about which grip should be installed on the M4, whether 98K is better or SKS is more practical.

At eight o'clock, everyone moved to the playground. Fifteen minutes later, the last day of the sports festival began.

Today was full of life-threatening events like the 3000 meters, and of course it was even more exciting. The cheers and cheers never stopped.

"The class competition is all over, and the committee has started counting points!"

"Everyone is so awesome~"

"Hmm, the following is the last club entertainment competition, which is also the last competition of the sports festival - the borrowed object race."

"I'm really looking forward to it~"

"The rules of the competition are that contestants from each club must first run to the box containing the note, then find the item or person written on the note, and carry it with them through various obstacle areas to reach the finish line."

"As a reminder, there are ten ropes in the rope skipping area. If you are not careful, you may hit or fall. Please be careful. Also, I am responsible for writing the note. It is very interesting. Please look forward to it with me~~"

"Written by the president himself?! Can you reveal one or two topics?"

"For example: Student-student-association-president. Ah, by the way, I wrote this note specifically to Mr. Watanabe. I hope he can pull me to run on the playground together, through various

It is an obstacle to reach the end of love. If other students accidentally draw it, please put it back quietly, and I will pretend that I didn’t see it~~"

"Miyashita-san!"

"You're kidding~" After that, the student council president muttered in a low voice: "It seems there is no need for the Broadcasting Department to exist anymore."

"President! I heard it!"

"Huh? Ah, I'm sorry, the broadcasting department will not be abolished! I wouldn't do that kind of thing~~"

"You swear in front of the teachers and students of the school!"

"It's really annoying, Tanaka-san. No matter how you think about it, I don't have the right to do that kind of thing. The most I can do is to withhold the department fee~~"

"Principal, please save the Broadcasting Department - Uh! Uh-huh! I still..."

"Uh-huh, okay, the contestants are already in place. Could you please give the Information Department a close-up of Mr. Watanabe~~"

The photographer from the news department adjusted the lens as quickly as possible in his life to focus on Toru Watanabe.

"Please take a picture from top to bottom, yes, yes, slower, very good, um, um, finally focus on the side of the face, yes, that's it, the Information Department has done a good job, and the department's expenses are huge~~~"

The photographer wiped his sweat.

Watanabe Toru looked back at himself on the big screen, and the lens was very large.

This made him very embarrassed. He pressed the corners of his mouth and wriggled his mouth as if there was a piece of candy in his mouth.

"The contestants are already in place, and the competition is about to begin!" The people in the broadcasting department were unblocked, "Winds Department, let's continue playing! Cheerleaders, let's dance!"

Exciting music played, and the cheerleaders, wearing short skirts but unfortunately safety pants, shouted "Come on" with cute girlish voices.

On the big screen, contestants from various clubs were already at the starting line. People from the sports committee covered their ears with one hand and held up a signal gun with the other.

"boom--"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Toru Watanabe took the lead and jumped out. The speed of the others was not impressive compared to him.

It has been five months since the Ochanomizu incident in May. Even during a typhoon, he would continue to exercise at home, not to mention that a bottle of [Qi and Blood Medicine] is almost finished now.

The distance of 200 meters was reached in the blink of an eye, and Toru Watanabe put his hand into the box on the desk.

"So fast, so fast, no one else can catch up!"

"Hmm, camera, look what Watanabe-kun drew! It must be me!" From the sound, it felt like the student council president had already stood up and was about to leave the broadcast room and come to the playground.

The photographer from the News Department focused instantly, but the angle was not good and he could not clearly see the content on the note.

The audience, as well as the people in the broadcast room, all sighed, mentally blaming him for not being useful.

But it doesn't matter. As long as Toru Watanabe looks for the object or person, he can still guess what is written on the note. Just as they were thinking this, the other contestants were about to catch up, but Toru Watanabe had not yet taken action.

"What happened? Why didn't Watanabe-kun move?"

"Watanabe-kun, what's wrong?"

Amid everyone's curiosity, Toru Watanabe turned around and pointed the note in his hand at the camera.

"Ju, it's actually..."

Everyone in the stands laughed, even the teachers couldn't help laughing.

"Girlfriend? Ah, I remembered, I did write this."

"Kujo-san, where is Kujo-san?" Accompanied by the voice of a female member of the Broadcasting Club, the camera continued to show the audience in each area, "You're not here today?!"

"Great~ My opportunity has come~ Watanabe-kun, as the student council president and the chairman of this sports festival, I allow you to treat me as your girlfriend~"

"President!!!"

The student council president regretfully said "Eh--" and said, "Well, since Kujo-san is not here, after everyone else has drawn lots and found the corresponding items and people, Watanabe-kun is specially allowed to draw them again.

Yeah. What a pity! It makes me so angry!"

The camera was split in half, with one half showing Toru Watanabe standing there stupidly, and the other half showing the other contestants.
To be continued...