It was a great failure that even Tsunayoshi Sawada could not do!

"Sorry, I disappoint you." The last transfer student in the class returned to the team and smiled faintly: "Because my sports are worse than A Gang."

Tsunayoshi Sawada: "...No, this is not a pride..."

The crowd next to him burst into laughter.

"Did you just trip over the left foot?"

"More exaggerated than the useless..."

"Don't say that, it's still a bit cute."

[You performed too badly in physical education class, and your reputation dropped. Reputation-15]

"The feedback from classmates is really timely." Sakurai sighed softly, stretching the ligaments on his legs.

She looked calm.

But Tsunayoshi Sawada felt very uncomfortable. He looked around in a panic, and saw the familiar, strange eyes and snickers, and inexplicably felt an unbearable sting.

——Even if this time it wasn’t targeted him.

He stood aside at a loss and pursed his lips.

“…It’s not like that.”

Star, she...she is...

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt his lips twitching, but he could hardly hear the sound he made.

"Star is..." Very powerful, very special person-

He tried to refute the first time, but he couldn't finish his words.

The girl's voice suddenly rang, like a ray of light that penetrated the clouds and mist, and it came loudly: "Teacher, are there any extra facilities in the equipment room?"

The physical education teacher was stunned for a moment, and even the students were quiet for a moment.

“Yes, there are…”

"Can I move another set? I want to practice it alone."

Although the teacher was a little surprised, he didn't say anything. He nodded and agreed: "The key is here."

Sakurai stepped forward and took the key.

"star……"

Tsunayoshi Sawada hesitated and approached.

The black-haired girl turned her head and her eyes quickly froze on his face. Her lavender eyes curled up slightly, and her soft voice gave people an inexplicable sense of relaxation: "A Gang, come and help me?"

He and Sakurai looked at each other for two seconds.

For some reason, the anxiety in my heart suddenly calmed down.

"……good."

In the strange eyes of the students, the last and second to last ran to the equipment room, dragged a few more mats and jumped over the elevated rack.

It was almost noon, and the sun became more intense, making people dizzy. They were not tall, and they were carrying jumping over the elevated rack and two cushions, which was a bit difficult.

Just as he was thinking about whether to stop and rest, Sakurai suddenly slighted on his shoulders - the airs were taken away.

"Just put this over there, right?"

The clear voice of the boy came from above his head.

It's Take Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto-kun!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada screamed in surprise.

"Oh Sawada, you are also very considerate of girls." Yamamoto naturally carried the jumping lever and took away the crossbar that was about to fall off Tsunayoshi Sawada's shoulder, which looked easy and effortless.

The black-haired boy turned his head and looked at Sakurai, smiling with a refreshing look on his face, "Then, will I take it over and fix it first?"

The two of them met with each other, and Sakurai paused and nodded: "Okay, thank you."

The boy smiled and walked away neatly with the heaviest part.

In this way, the only thing you need to take is a sponge pad. Although the pad is large, it is much easier than before. Tsawada Tsunayoshi rubbed his sore shoulders and breathed a little relieved.

It's great to have someone help...

…………but……

Confusion flashed through his mind.

Yamamoto, was he so enthusiastic before...?

The girl's voice was no different from the usual ones.

"A Gang, let's go there too?"

"Oh... OK."

This doubt arises from intuition only left a shallow mark in his heart and was soon left behind.

...

Someone helped, and another training facility was set up quickly.

so……

Why did he also be subject to training alone?

Tsunayoshi Sawada thought deeply while stretching his ligament.

"A Gang, you jump first, come on."

The girl's soft voice came, and before Sawada Tsunayoshi's brain could react, she had subconsciously smiled and said, "Okay."

...I was called "A Gang"... so happy.

But what did Xing say, come?

Two seconds later, he stood on the runway and looked at the jumping leaps in front of him, his smile gradually became bleak.

I agreed without my brain.

Behind me was there a pleasant voice from the girl: "Don't worry about me, just do your best!"

No need to worry about it...?

etc……

Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly reacted.

She seemed to say before - ‘…Are you going to prevent me from becoming the last one after I transferred to school?’

"…Sheng, that." Tsunayoshi Sawada: "I failed to jump high, not intentionally..."

It’s not about the face of a good friend, it’s entirely a failure based on strength.

"Well, understand~ Come on, Agang."

Tsuna Yoshishi Sawada replied: "Okay."

Once again, my brain agreed.

……never mind.

He had a bitter face and began to run away with his fate.

"Bang", the crossbar fell to the ground.

"Okay, I'm here too!"

"When", the pole hits the head.

"No, it's okay, star--!"

"No problem! Come again!"

"Ah! Are you here again?!"

...

Tsunayoshi Sawada hates physical education classes very much.

Even though he said that, every time Sakurai Xing opened his mouth, he would have a bitter face, complaining while gritting the bullet.

"Uh... I'm going to die... I'm so scary about jumping..."

The brown-haired boy's cheeks looked like a zombie that had been sunk for ten years.

"Ataka is too exaggerated." Sakurai Squatted down and poked the zombie Sawada on the cushion, "Didn't it just failed 15 times?"

“Is 15 times the scope of 'talent'…”

“Yes, today’s goal is 100 times.”
To be continued...