The all-powerful middle schooler

"How embarrassing."

Dansheng Valley Senxia's mind was in turmoil.

But is playing basketball really that simple?

In just one hour, Hasegawa gave them various instructions, but they sounded as simple as child's play, as if adjustments could be made very easily.

No, this should be credited to Hasegawa!

Just like a novice in the industry being guided by a seasoned master, one will naturally feel that their progress is rapid.

Because of Hasegawa's amazing performance before, she automatically changed her mindset and did not consider other possibilities.

After all, that would only be more incredible.

"I have nothing more to teach you. From now on, it's up to you to figure it out on your own and keep practicing."

Izumi Hasegawa looked at the exhausted girls, who were lying on the ground resting like salted fish, and gave them an approving look.

The training was very intense, and to their surprise, they managed to persevere.

However, at this moment, they were all panting, and even the talkative Dekomori had no strength to reply.

The sun is setting on the horizon.

The sunset glow was burned blood red, and the clouds were gradually dyed the same color.

"Hoo... Hah..."

Dansheng Valley Mori was still panting heavily.

She was a little tired, but this was probably the most fulfilling day of her life.

Maybe hanging out with these guys isn't so bad...

"Oysters! Oysters! How could I have such a dangerous thought?"

She quickly shook her head, trying to banish the idea from her mind.

"But the sunset today was really beautiful."

The girl couldn't resist reaching out to touch the sky.

The training camp ended, and it was already quite late.

Without much farewell, the group quickly parted ways.

For Izumi Hasegawa, this was probably the latest she would ever go home during a school day, which led to Kobato complaining about her several times.

He was forced to use his signature "head pat" technique to calm his sister down.

Wednesday arrived.

Izumi Hasegawa originally thought today would be no different from any other day. After class, she went to the basketball court outside the school with her teammates to practice. However, during the physical education class, a little mishap occurred.

"Hasegawa, let's race and see who's faster."

The speaker was a boy with short brown hair, a square face, thick eyebrows, and a determined look; he seemed like a passionate young man.

The other person just introduced themselves. They said they only joined the track and field team this year and their best event is the 50-meter sprint.

"Then it's up to you."

Hasegawa Izumi readily agreed and stood up from the bench.

This was his first time being challenged.

It's really fun.

As for why this student made the challenge at this time, it is enough to make people think, but... he doesn't care.

33 Thunder Breathing!

"It's so noisy over there, what happened?"

"What are you all still chatting about here! Come on, let's go, Yamazaki is going to challenge Hasegawa!"

"Hey, it seems like Hasegawa has been challenged! It's that rising star from the track and field club, Yamazaki-kun."

"Who will win? These two... Although Yamazaki is a professional, Hasegawa is just too strange. I can't figure him out at all."

The news of the upcoming duel between the two quickly drew the attention of the students who had not yet left the playground.

First of all, this special event is eye-catching in itself, not to mention that it involves the currently popular Hasegawa.

……

My name is Yutaka Yamazaki. I am not good-looking and my grades have been average since I was a child. However, I have a talent for running. So, after my potential was discovered that day, I vowed to become the fastest man in Japan!

I successfully entered Shuchiin High School and joined the track and field club after passing the professional skills test.

Just as I was preparing to make my mark, I suddenly heard that there was a madman at school who didn't care about any clubs.

At first, I didn't pay attention like everyone else, until that man defeated the tennis club president.

At this moment, everyone in the track and field team finally realized that a crisis was approaching.

No one wants to be trampled underfoot and lose face.

So after discussing it, I decided to step forward and test that man's strength for everyone.

If you're really that strong, you can just use being sick as an excuse when accepting a challenge.

Why not be a little thick-skinned and suffer less in return?

And what if I win?

……

Once on the track, the two each occupied a lane.

The event was the 100-meter dash.

The man walked over nonchalantly, looking completely relaxed and showing no sign of danger.

"How composed."

Yamazaki Yutaka thought to himself, while his hands and feet were doing warm-up exercises.

Soon, the students with timers and signal guns took their positions, and the competition was about to begin.

Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, with Yamazaki Yutaka's right foot forward, about a foot's distance from his left foot, and the distance between his left and right feet is shoulder-width apart. Slightly bend your knees and lean your body forward.

He had performed this standing start countless times, and his technique was textbook perfect.

"hiss......"

Just as he was silently preparing to start running, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

Whose water is boiled?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The man's mouth was slightly open, revealing his white teeth. Clearly, the tearing sound of the wind he had just heard came from his mouth.

Is making such onomatopoeic sounds just for fun?

I really don't understand this guy.

However, when he thought about what everyone thought of this man, Yutaka Yamazaki immediately felt relieved.

"Ready... Go!"

The female classmate next to him spoke while raising the signal gun in her hand.

With a 'snap', Yamazaki Yutaka started running at almost his fastest speed, the wind whistling as if he were leaving everything behind.

"Hey, where is everyone?"

After running a distance, he was surprised to find that he could not hear any other footsteps.

Could it be that I've left the other person too far behind?

But in reality, until just now, Izumi Hasegawa had remained in the same spot, without moving an inch.

"Hasegawa-san, aren't you going to chase after them...?"

Just as the female student acting as the signalman was about to remind the other party to take action, she saw the other party slowly lower their body and mutter something.

"The breath of thunder, the flash of thunder!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, like a flash of lightning, the person in front of him had already disappeared.

"Huh...?"

The girl's gaze was blank.

……

"Could I really win? We're almost at the finish line!"

At this moment, Yamazaki Yutaka looked at the finish line not far away, his face full of hope.

Isn't this already a victory?

What a Hasegawa! He's nothing special!

Just the next moment.

"Hey..."

A particularly urgent sound rang in my ears, deafeningly loud!

"What? He... caught up with us?"

Yamazaki Yutaka's heart skipped a beat. He was about to turn around when the figure had already flown past him.

Is this a speed that humans can achieve?

At that moment, he actually questioned the world.

"The winner is Hasegawa-kun!"

When Izumi Hasegawa crossed the finish line, the female student holding the timer didn't react for a moment, and only after a moment of stunned silence did she remember to press the timer on her hand.

Even so, in this 100-meter race, with Yamazaki, the sprinter, having a 30-meter head start, this record has already surpassed the school's best performance!

After that, the incident immediately became a topic of conversation among everyone.

I'm even more afraid of the name Hasegawa!

"Hasegawa-san, could you wait a moment?"

As Izumi Hasegawa walked off the track, a girl suddenly approached her and struck up a conversation.

This is quite a novel thing.

Although his fame had reached its peak at Shuchiin Academy, few people would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him due to certain concerns.

"You are... Nakano-kun, right?"

He looked at the other person's appearance: long, cherry-colored hair past his shoulders, bangs covering his right eye, and remembered the other person's name.

"Does Hasegawa-san know me?"

Miku Nakano looked somewhat surprised.

After all, she was always quiet and reserved at school, so it would be hard for her to be remembered.

"I have a pretty good memory. I remembered it when I introduced myself at the beginning of the semester. Besides, Nakano is very cute and has the obvious feature of wearing headphones."

He thought for a moment and said.

This clearly complimentary remark made the girl blush.

"So, what does Nakano-kun want with me?"

he asked next.

"Actually... I saw the tennis match on Monday. Hasegawa-kun's performance was really cool, especially his special move, Furin Kazan, it was absolutely amazing!"

Nakano Miku spoke somewhat shyly, but her expression became excited as she spoke.

"I'd like to ask, is it from Takeda Shingen? Are you very knowledgeable about Sengoku warlords?"

At that moment, Izumi Hasegawa finally understood.