My youth romance is always confusing

"Ye Shan? Are you ready to finish your work over there?"

I didn't expect that Ye Shan, who was just discussing with the organizers with a smile, would have time to pay attention to us.

"Ah, since it's a temporary competition, the process is very simple."

As expected of the football club's ace, he is very familiar with this kind of small competition.

Ye Shan's face was still filled with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

But for some reason, I felt that he was a little dazzling at this moment.

Is Hikigaya subconsciously avoiding the sunlight?

"This incident has caused quite a stir."

"what?"

Ye Shan turned his head and looked at the stands on both sides, but he was talking to me.

I opened my eyes slightly.

"You guys are still the same as always."

"Well, it's a commission after all."

Although I was surprised, since Ye Shan said so, I had no reason to avoid it.

Ye Shan knew best what the Service Club was doing.

After all, he had come to the Service Department for help before.

Hmm...so, does this guy owe us a favor?

I guess it wasn’t used for the invitation to this competition, that would be a huge loss.

There will be many places where the golden hedgehog man can be used in the future.

For example, purifying the air...

Ye Shan suddenly turned his head and looked at Zaimokuza who was sitting trembling in a chair beside him, and spoke in the most gentle yet encouraging tone possible.

"Zaimokuza-san?"

"exist!"

Zaimokuza tensed.

Hello, why did it suddenly become a roll call? Is this a classroom?

You two aren't even in the same class.

"The next game depends on you. As a striker, your strength is indispensable."

Ye Shan slapped Zaimokuza's shoulders twice, causing his fat body to tremble.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but gasp.

It wasn't because Hayama was able to maintain his composure in front of Zaimokuza, but because this guy didn't even wipe his hands after slapping Zaimokuza.

How could he endure Zaimokuza's stinky sweat attack?

As expected of Ye Shan.

"Yes Yes!"

So don't shout so loudly, people around you will see you.

I looked at the sudden attention directed at me, and for some reason, I felt a little nervous.

Suddenly, their eyes met.

A familiar gaze came from the podium.

It's not as biting as before, but just as harsh.

"If you mess up, you'll be in trouble."

That's what the Yukinoshita woman's eyes said.

I don't know why, but I understood the look in Yukinoshita's eyes.

This minister has a bad temper. It was me who participated in the competition and I was the one who did the hard work.

Ignoring someone's gaze brilliantly, I briefly joined in the conversation between Hayama and Zaimokuza.

"Let's not talk about Zaimokuza's physical strength, but his size does come in handy."

In close combat, weight is everything.

This is an eternal truth. Haven’t you seen that there are weight classes in the Olympic Games?

With Zaimokuza's size, as long as he doesn't encounter a strong man like Shiroyama, he basically has an overwhelming advantage, especially for a layman.

"Ah, I've seen it. Our first opponent is Tobe and his team. Their forward is Ooka. Although he is in the sports club, Zaimokuza-san's advantage is still quite obvious."

Unexpectedly, Ye Shan gave me information that I didn't know.

Ooka...ah, the shortest one in the live-action group.

If Zaimokuza really were to face him, the outcome would be hard to predict.

But until then...

"Ye Shan... Is it really okay for you to do this?"

This behavior towards friends is not appropriate even from my point of view.

But if the relationship with this blond handsome guy really breaks down because of this, then I am willing to reap the benefits.

To be honest, the guys in the current group were chattering in the classroom and it was really noisy.

If this change can bring peace, I would welcome it with open arms.

There was a bright smile on Ye Shan's face, and he was not at all confused by my words.

"It's okay. After all, they are rivals. This is still within the scope of tactics."

"Yeah."

Should I secretly reveal the news that Ye Shan was plotting against that group of people?

I looked at Hube and the others who were also making preparations for the game.

Those guys were still fighting.

Especially the Ministry of Revenue, this guy is a wind-attracting monster.

Ever since he entered the stadium, he has been courting the girls in the stands many times.

This group of guys probably wouldn't care about winning or losing the game, let alone whether Ye Shan was plotting against them.

If it were really revealed, the only response I'd probably get would be something like 'Wow, Ye Shan is working so hard, and Ye Shan who's fighting hard for the competition is so cool.'

By then, I will be the only clown.

"Then I'll rely on Zaimokuza."

I patted Zaimokuza's shoulder, and my hands were immediately stained with thick sweat.

Damn it, shouldn't have touched that.

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"what!"

Zaimokuza yelled and flew towards Ooka in front of him.

Under that sturdy body like a wild boar, Ooka is as small as a well-behaved rabbit.

"That's nonsense..."

The huge black shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him completely covered Ooka's face.

But what reached Mokuza first was the strong smell on his body.

In an instant, Ooka's expression froze on his face.

Damn, what a smell.

It's like the smell of unwashed socks left on the balcony to dry for two days and then thrown into the bathroom.

Sour and stinky!

The smell made Ooka feel fear instinctively.

"You guy-"

"Suffer to death!"

Zaimokuza, who stepped onto the stage, seemed to have become wild, and he pounced on Ooka without hesitation.

Ooka could only step back with disgust on his face.

Zaimokuza took a step forward and Ōoka took a step back.

You chased me and I chased you, and for a moment, the field turned into a chase game.

"Um... this is a judo match, right?"

In the stands, Totsuka looked at the farce-like scene in front of him and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

"What a bunch of idiots."

Without any mercy, Saki Kawasaki issued a death ultimatum to the two men.

If Yuigahama hadn't mobilized the entire class, she wouldn't have bothered to come.

It was because she heard something she shouldn't have heard, so she owed Yuigahama a favor.

Kawasaki leaned on the railing of the stands, but his eyes were directed at Hachiman in the player's seat.

"What is that guy doing again?"

"Kawasaki-san?"

"No, nothing, just talking to myself."

Totsuka tilted his head slightly, and Kawasaki's eyes twitched slightly when he saw his cute look.

This guy is not an easy person to deal with.

"I told you not to come over here!"

Ooka screamed and curled up at the edge of the competition venue.

According to the rules of the game, if you go out of bounds, you lose.

"Hehe, Onionhead, please submit to my divine power!"

Zaimokuzaki smiled and approached step by step.

Just like the big bad wolf in the fairy tale.

However, it is estimated that the big bad wolf's body odor is not as strong as his, otherwise its true identity would have been discovered long ago.

Zaimuzuo swoops!

"Ugh!"

With a strange cry from Ooka, his body subconsciously fell backwards, crossing the boundary that decided victory or defeat.

The first judo match came to an end.

Wood seat, victory.