Anime: Gojo Satoru's chaotic daily life

It was the last class of the morning, the fourth class.

Gojo Satoru chose not to attend a class alone, nor to run up and down, but to... the playground

"Come on, come on, everyone, move towards me. There are two classes and two parts. Don't get them mixed up.~"

Gojo Satoru stood on the flower bed, wearing a black sportswear and shouting with a loudspeaker.

Yes, since we don't choose to run up and down and go to a separate class, let's just go to physical education together.

The students in the first-year class F and the second-year class J below were all wearing sportswear.

Most of them had excited smiles on their faces.

After all, physical education class is much more interesting than Chinese class.

And the most important thing is that they can actually take physical education class with first-year students.

Many of the originally silly people in class J began to pretend to be deep, but their little eyes occasionally glanced at the first-year"real team" Kitagawa Umi and others.

So beautiful~

They couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Kitagawa Umi, Natsukawa Mansu, and Kanono Koo are very famous in Sobu High School.

Not only their second-year students but even many third-year students know them.

"Mina-san, Gojo-sensei, I won't delay any longer. Let's just run for a while and then disband, okay?"

"Good!!! Xn"

"So enthusiastic and energetic? Then run ten laps to warm up first!"

""Okay... huh? Xn"

Everyone's expression froze.

You know, the playground of Sobu High School is very large. Wouldn't it be exhausting to run ten laps?

The most important thing is that they don't want to show their tired appearance in front of those beautiful girls.

""Yeah, that's right. This lap is too long for you. I'm afraid it's very tiring."

Gojo Satoru stroked his smooth chin and bowed his head in deep thought.

""Yes, yes, yes!"

Everyone nodded quickly.

Even Yukinoshita Yukino in the crowd looked a little unhappy.

Although she was good at sports, the length of these ten laps would really tire her to death.

""I'm sorry, it's my fault for not considering it carefully."

Gojo Satoru's face flashed with shame.

Yes, it must be Gojo teacher who didn't consider it carefully.

Everyone was happy in their hearts, but they still hurriedly restrained the corners of their mouths from rising.

However, the next words……

"Boys do ten laps, girls do two laps."

Gojo Satoru squatted down and said jokingly.

"Damn, I don't accept it, Gojo-sensei, you are being sexist, why do boys have to do ten laps?"

"Wow, why is the world so hostile to boys nowadays? When will boys be able to stand up?"

"Don't cry, my good brother. Let's cry together."

"Actually, Gojo-sensei is a girl."

"Ugh~ You're disgusting"

"……"

The boys in the two classes below were all shocked, and they wanted to cry but had no tears. Some of them pretended to be girls and spoke in a coquettish voice.

Only the girls breathed a sigh of relief and ran two laps to accept it.

""Stop talking to me, let's go!"

Gojo Satoru said as he jumped down from the flower bed, holding a branch he had pulled from somewhere. He waved it in the air a few times, and the boys who didn't want to move could only run.

The girls followed closely behind, running in unison.

The first lap

"Come on, come on, there are still nine laps to go, come on."

Gojo Satoru was lying on the flower bed, shouting lazily.

The second lap.

The boys from both classes began to breathe a little faster.

""Thin dogs, can you do it?"

Gojo Satoru stood on the flower bed again, shouting with dissatisfaction.

Grass (a plant)

Everyone's eyes bulged, and they began to sprint with ferocious faces.

The third lap.

The girls had also stopped and drank the soft drinks prepared by Gojo Satoru in advance.

And the group of boys who were just called"thin dogs" were still sprinting, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The fourth lap.

Some boys who were not physically strong began to fall behind, and their legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

The fifth lap.

More and more people fell behind, and some of them even stuck out their tongues and breathed like dogs.

The sixth lap.

Only Hayato Hayama could keep the pace of running, but his face became more and more ugly.

It was mainly because he was stimulated just now, and the sprinting used a lot of physical strength.

Otherwise, running eight laps would be no problem, let alone ten laps.

On the other side.

Standing by the flower bed, Ebina Hime poked Miura Yumiko, who was distracted by the side, with her ribs, reminding her.

"Yumiko, it seems that Hayama is very tired. Why don’t you go and give him a bottle of water later?"

"……"

Miura Yumiko shook her head silently.

After being saved by Kanono Benio last time and seeing Gojo Satoru's handsome and heroic figure, somehow, she suddenly found that she didn't like Hayama Hayato that much.

It felt like she was in love with someone else.

Miura Yumiko subconsciously looked at Gojo Satoru who was surrounded by Kitagawa Umi and other girls.

She looked at him for a long time.……

"Do you like Gojo-sensei?"

A female voice suddenly came from her ear.

Miura Yumiko was frightened and trembled. She turned her head and saw Ichika with a naughty smile on her face.

"I wondered who it was, you almost scared me to death"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it."

Yihua waved his hands to apologize, then asked curiously

"Back to the topic just now, do you like Gojo teacher?"

Like, Gojo teacher!?

Miura Yumiko blushed and explained quickly.

"How is that possible? We are teacher and student. We cannot have a teacher-student relationship."

"What era is it now? Teacher-student romance is everywhere."

Ichika rolled her eyes and said.

She said this not to persuade Miura Yumiko to pursue Gojo Satoru, but to defend her sister Nino.

Gojo Satoru is the one her sister is pursuing.

……

(I can’t take it anymore. My head is really hurting.)

(This chapter took me more than two hours to finish. My head is really hurting.)