The muscles of the whole body resolve the impact transmitted from the toes, and the eyes follow the red runway, straight ahead.

The whistling in his ears and the breathing that went straight into his brain caused his lungs to continuously absorb oxygen with all their strength. He continued to move his legs, making his body become lighter and lighter.

Every morning and after noon, every time I run to Kamigahara, I can feel the many eyes coming from the teaching building.

There were doubts, curiosity, and joking encouragement and confessions from the girls.

No one cares about these Kamigahara music.

Some people may ask or wonder, what is the meaning of running?

This is a difficult question to answer, and everyone’s answer is different.

But as far as Kambaraku himself is concerned, running can make him feel light, feel the pleasure of moving forward, and feel the pain of being unable to continue after his legs are sore.

Why do I still wear short-sleeved shorts and run on the playground in the winter of late November?

Then, only the word "persistence" can be explained.

There was no one on the playground, but Kanbaru was unaware of any movement other than his own, and his back suddenly tensed up.

"Huh...huh..."

Quite rhythmic breathing.

Someone is catching up.

Kanbaru glanced to the right, and a short-haired man also wearing shorts and shorts appeared beside him.

Who is it? - Even though Kanbaru thought secretly in his heart, his attention was more focused on his legs swaying rhythmically from side to side.

Powerful, even and standardized.

You can hear his clear breathing with every step he takes.

He seems to be a capable person.

"You've been running alone these days, right?"

"Are you...?"

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes whistled in my ears, and the sound became a bit muffled, a bit like non-stop breathing.

"Qing Yayou, a group of two years."

It seems that he is a senior.

"Are you Kanbaru Raku? A student in the fourth group of the first year."

The man who claimed to be Qing Yayu suddenly smiled and called out Kanbaru's name, "I see you have been running in school these days."

"Do you know me?"

"There are almost no students in school who don't know you now." After a brief pause, the man smiled again and said, "You run very well."

He suddenly sped up, walking faster and faster, moving forward step by step, firmly and powerfully.

Kanbaru Raku was overtaken by him at once. This feeling of suddenly appearing from behind, chasing closely and then quickly overtaking him made him feel a little provoked. He felt that the footsteps of the senior student in front of him were coming from behind.

, the sound of breathing, and the sound of wind have become much clearer, and everything has changed in an instant.

He knows what this feeling is.

The feeling of being surpassed.

A long-lost feeling surged out of his heart. Kanbaru took a deep breath that chilled his lungs, then stepped forward and sprinted at full speed.

At the door of the literature department classroom in the club building, Tianhai Qimingyue held a book in her arms and looked at the snowy playground through the lenses of her gold-rimmed glasses.

On the red runway, two figures walked around and around.

“I’m really tired.”

After watching them run fifteen laps and both of them were exhausted, Tianhai Qimingyue withdrew her calm gaze, turned around, and walked downstairs with her slender black stocking legs under her pleated skirt.
Chapter completed!