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Jingujizuki waited for a long time, but Sakurakoji Sasakura never spoke.

"That's just two of them!" Jinguji Yue couldn't help but complain.

"Hmph~~Leave it to me, I will definitely develop them into members of the Jinguji Moon Support Club." Sakurakoji Sakura said proudly.

"What kind of cult is that?"

Tsukiko Jinguji really hopes that this childhood sweetheart will stop doing strange things in school.

"Really, don't show such a complicated expression. It's a rare good weather, why do you have to think so much?

"Yue's biggest shortcoming is that she acts like a little old man all day long, which is not acceptable.

"Sa! Let's enjoy the sports festival with everyone!"

Seeing the smile on Sakurakoji Sakura's face, Jingujizuki sighed helplessly.

The referee blew the whistle, and Jinguji Yue stood up from the lawn. The sun seemed to be warming his body, no longer blinding him as before.

"Hey! Jinguji! Come here and shout slogans!"

Looking back, I saw a gap in the circular formation on the boy's side.

Even Jingujizuki himself could not have imagined that he would walk into the circle so easily.

"Class A!"

"Definitely!"

Finally, this sports festival's second-year mixed-gender throwing competition.

It came to an end with the victory of Class 2A.

Chapter 81 80 The sports festival that changed their status quo. (4)

After the ball-throwing game, Jinguji Yue went to rest under a tree alone. Of course, no one came to talk to him, which made him feel a sense of emptiness, as if he had desperately tried to pay for a date, only to be paid for by his client.

The boys who could still hold hands not long ago glanced at Miyadera Tsukimo, laughed and left as a group, immersed in the joy of winning the championship.

Well, it’s normal to be taken advantage of.

Moreover, because of his efforts, the class achieved excellent results, and Jinguji Yue also enjoyed the false unity.

No one was injured, so it was a win-win.

The young man sighed softly, lamenting that he really did something that was not in line with his temperament.

Obviously, he originally planned to mingle with the crowd and fish, but in the end, he was led by the atmosphere and became the one who contributed the most.

It's really scary, the atmosphere.

After calming down, Jinguji Yue didn't think that participating in group competitions would improve his status in the class in the future.

At best, it just makes people think that Jinguji Tsuki might be better at sports, that's all.

The girls' camp was not as repulsive to him as the boys' camp. This was something he had known for a long time. As for what girls aged sixteen or seventeen were thinking about, Jinguji Yue could roughly guess some of it, but Just pretending to be stupid and stunned.

The young man closed his eyes and listened to the autumn wind, which brought to his ears the laughter and cheers that filled the entire campus.

Likewise, another burst of footsteps was brought to him.

The footsteps were a little heavy, and when the soles of the shoes came into contact with the ground, unforgivable anger burst out.

Jingujizuki opened his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him who was blocking the sunlight.

It's Iwasaki.

If we say, who in the entire 2nd year Class A hates Tsuki Jinguji the most.

Except for the self-loathing Jinguji Tsuki himself, it was probably the boy in front of him.

Iwasaki could not forgive Jinguji Yue for what he did.

And Jinguji Yue also knew the reason for this, so he avoided him as much as possible and had no contact with him.

"What are you so proud of, Jinguji?"

Jingujizuki looked at him calmly and asked: "Where to start?"

"Don't think that if you show off in sports, everyone will happily accept you. It's just for show. Don't be self-righteous."

Well……

Jingujizuki has thought of this a long time ago. It is better to say that this is a matter of course. Assuming that Jingujizuki is a member of the boys' group, he will do the same.

There is no special reason, just to comply with the atmosphere, because everyone thinks so.

however……

[I like to go against the atmosphere. I don’t like to listen to what others say. I won’t give up until I see it with my own eyes. 】

He shook his head, trying to forget the girl's words from his mind.

Jingujizuki said: "I didn't think so, and I never thought that I could integrate into you.

"What do you think of me? I have no idea..."

Just as the boy was about to say these words, the shadow of the girl appeared in his mind again.

"Huh? What are you hesitating about? Speak more clearly!"

Giving up that argument, Jingujizuki said instead: "I just followed the teacher's instructions and just did what I should do."

"Tsk... you bastard."

Jingujizuki stood up from under the tree and dusted his clothes, and a few weeds fell from them.

He said casually: "Iwasaki-kun, you hate me, don't you."

"Ah! Is something wrong?"

"That's it, then you must like it very much."

"What?" Iwasaki was slightly stunned.

Jingujizuki looked at him meaningfully: "Teacher Aoyama...you must like her very much."

"........."

Walking out from the shade of the tree, facing the sunshine, the young man stretched and said to himself: "That's great. I also wanted to try to like her."

Turning around and glancing at Iwasaki, who was stunned in place, Jinguji Yue showed a slight smile.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go and warm up first. I have to participate in the tug-of-war competition later."

Looking at Jinguji Yue's retreating back, after a long time, Iwasaki kicked the tree trunk hard, and hit the trunk with his fist unwillingly, causing the fragile yellow leaves to fall down.

"Damn! That bastard!"

After that, in the second grade tug-of-war competition, Class B and Class C won the championship in the women's and men's groups respectively.

……

……

During the lunch break, because the entire campus was full of seniors and parents, sitting on the roadside as if they were having a picnic, Jinguji Yue came to the school rooftop to be quiet. There was a dense crowd underneath, and he sighed: "The Sky" City's lines.

squeak-

The rooftop door was pushed open, making a harsh metal friction sound.

Jingujizuki heard her footsteps going upstairs early, and he didn't look surprised.

She walked straight to the boy and looked at the dense crowd through the diamond-shaped wire mesh.

"You see, people are like trash."

Jingujizuki glanced at her sideways and remained silent.

"Sports Festival, aren't you happy?" she asked.

"ordinary."

"ordinary?"

"It's more interesting than expected, but not that interesting. It's no different from usual."

"Could it be that you still think that you are narrow-minded?"

Jingujizuki nodded: "Somewhat yes."

"I don't think it's Jinguji-san's fault."

When the young man heard this, he looked at her suspiciously.

"Sorry, actually, I just saw you arguing with that boy in your class."

"There was no dispute, it was just an unpleasant conversation." Jingujizuki denied.

"Oh, that's it."

"Ah."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino suddenly remembered the scene he saw after leaving at the station that day.

She shouldn't have continued to get closer, but the curiosity hidden in her heart and a hint of competitiveness drove her to take action.

"If you don't mind if it's me, you can tell me that a beautiful girl like me who is willing to be used as a tree hole is not available everywhere. I suggest you seize the opportunity."

It's not that I want to be like him, I just hope that he can abandon the loneliness in his heart and come to the same world as them.

At this moment, regarding Jinguji Yue's state of mind, he thought Hoshino Mori Hoshino must be worried about him.

She was worried that she would pull her out in every possible way and return to the corner where she was huddled before.

But the young man had no intention of doing such a useless thing, nor did he intend to always accept this girl's guidance and help.

One day, she will be one step ahead of herself and graduate from this school.

He thought that he was not so weak that he had to rely on others for growth.

Jingujizuki shook his head: "Let's forget it. I can handle my matters myself, and the president doesn't have to worry about me."

"Really?"