Classroom Of The Elite 2nd Year - Full Volume
Chapter 5 OPENS THE CURTAIN
In the end, today also arrived. The start of the sports festival will be a long day. Wearing t-shirts, all students lined up as one unit as they had been trained. But even if it was called a row, most of the disciples were just walking normally. They only show enough seriousness not to interfere with discipline.
"I will show off my best side to Kikyo-chan!" Ike, who was walking behind me, excitedly voiced his hope. I wonder, how could he intend to show off when he was one of those people who was not good at exercising. I could see that it was almost unmistakable if it was a futile attempt without the secret strategy behind it.
In the opening ceremony, Class 3 A, Fujimaki was the one who gave the opening speech. By the way, on the outskirts of the school grounds, there were not many, but I could see the spectators scattered here and there. They may be adults working in school. Regarding them, it seemed like the school did not set any rules. Sometimes, I could see smiles and hands waving.
On the other hand, the teachers were watching the students without a smile on their faces while the adults who seemed to be medical staff could also be seen.
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In addition, a hut that could fit about 20 people was built and coolers, water dispensers and such were installed inside. Just like an uninhabited island, the preparations were flawless. More than that, the Red Team and the White Team who were about to compete were given tents mounted on opposite sides of the track as if flanking between them. As such, there could be no other contact other than during the match.
"But they look very ready. Even the camera to help with the assessment decision was prepared." For the 1 00-meter sprint to be done first, the camera is directed to the point that seems to be the finish.
"So, that means misjudgment and confounding results will definitely be avoided" Perhaps, even if it was just a strand of hair, they intended to decide such victories and defeats as if this was a horse racing match. That is why a tough match to judge like a cheerleader and that sort of thing is not included in this sports festival.
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"Run fast 1 00 meters, which other group did you enter?" Ask Horikita.
"Group of seven"
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I answered while looking at a simple program table (the paper on which the person assigned and the time of the match was written)
"It would be better if a formidable opponent did not show up. For the sake of class, I'll encourage you a little"
"I will do my best not to be at the bottom of” After voicing my unambitious goal, we, first-year boys head to the field for the match.
Matches such as the 100 meter run were all held starting from the first years. Starting from the first year boys and ending with the 3rd year girls is the whole of the event. Then with the rest held in between, it will switch and start again with the first year girls and end with the 3rd year boys.
This match will begin by using the paper print of each class that has been submitted before as a basis for determining a pair. Since the first day of the event, it was clear who would run from the other classes.
Of each class, the two chosen formed a total of eight people who marched into one. My turn, as I told Horikita before, was the seventh. In total, the first-year boys formed into 10 groups.
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Now it was Sudou's turn, as he was going to run in the first group. All the Class D disciples watched while holding their breath.
The outcome of the sports festival would depend heavily on Sudou. First of all, in this first event, we will use Sudou's debut in the race to crush the opponent. The plan is to get everyone at the pump with the same power. If Sudou finishes with a disappointing result here, there is a chance that it will have a long-lasting effect.
"From what I can see, there doesn't seem to be a great person here. There's a lot of fat and fat people here. It's certain that Sudou will rank first" I can't see the best students in our school year from the other classes. Like Ike said, probably for sure.
"Instead, depending on how you look at it, it could also be considered a disadvantage" Ideally, for someone with physical abilities like Sudou, it would be best if one could compete with speed.
"We can't do anything. It's up to luck" There's something about Sudou's figure. In a crouching position at the starting line, which inflames strong confidence, even if he happens to fall in the middle of a match, he can still turn things around, he exerts an aura of calmness around him.
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Then, when the signal was heard, Sudou got up perfectly simultaneously and ran. Sudou, who passed by the people from the start, defeated all the other boys as if shaking them and left them in the dust. He reached the finish with an incredible gap. No one can follow him. There's nothing more to comment on that. As the entire disciples watched, as the first runner in the first match, Sudou snatched the first position as expected.
At the same time, the Professor who had been chosen, had well managed to secure the last posii as thought, but .... Not even giving us time to sunbathe with a feeling of pleasure, the signal for the next group started to come. The signal comes at an interval of 20 seconds. About 4 minutes will be needed for all first-year boys to finish running. Since this will be repeated by both boys and girls for all school years, a 100-meter sprint will be completed in about 30 minutes according to the calculations.
"As I thought about Sudou-kun, maybe." Hirata, who paired up with me, praised her as if she was impressed.
"Yes. It felt like the other classes were dumbfounded as well" He not only took the first position, it was unmistakable that it also left a strong impact. We, the seventh group, just like Sudou and Professor, also have our own duties that are suitable for us.
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Hirata, who is in the football club and is a sprinter, will have a high ranking. And for me, I will take a higher rank even if only one, in other words, wants how else even if I lose. Then there is also the problem of standing out and staying inconspicuous. There were some students from other classes that we had to keep an eye on but among the ones I knew, those who gave a strong presence like Ryuuen and Katsuragi and the athletic ones like Kanzaki and Shibata, were, I wonder which group they are in. The third group moves to the starting point.
"Ohh, the bald one, no, I mean Katsuragi is on the first track" Ike pointed to his head. The beetroot was bathed in the dazzling sunlight. Other than Katsuragi, a man I knew was looking at the finish point with a calm expression.
He's Kanzaki from Class B. So Katsuragi and Kanzaki are going to compete with each other, huh? Meanwhile, the man who was first on the list of people to watch out for, Kouenji from Class D, was also part of the third group but.... There was no sign that Kouenji was on the fifth lane assigned to him.
However, the school did not bother looking for the missing Kouenji and instead considered him an absence, they ended up starting the match immediately. The third group was an open battle, but it seemed, based on speed, Kanzaki surpassed all of them.
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"Ayanokouji-kun, look over there"
What Hirata noticed was towards the hut. As I sharpened my eyes to see, inside I could see Kouenji styling his hair. The track is done running, surely that's not the case. Even so, he pulled away too quickly.
"It looks like he didn't participate" Until the opening ceremony, he was submissive or what it looked like, but in the end, it didn't seem like he was going to participate in the match.
Kouenji would probably make up excuses that his leg was injured or he felt unwell to do so. The thought that he would occupy the bottom spot if he missed all those matches did not even go into his mind. His responsibilities will weigh on the class and the Red Team.
Class A too, despite having legitimate reasons, also has someone who will skip all activities like Sakayanagi. Assuming that Class C and Class B have no absentees, then the Red Team should only fill the hole left by the two men. Quite defective. The match went well.
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One by one the group finished and in a short time, our turn as the seventh group came. I entered the fourth lane and beside me, Hirata entered the fifth lane. Other than us, the other members included Class A, Yahiko, but the rest were boys I didn't know. The first sports festival of my life. I started with a quick run early which was neither fast nor slow. Hirata, who was running beside me,
slowly but surely passed me and joined the top runners. On the other hand, in front of me is the back of four people, then I will take the 5th position. Perhaps because there was no gap between the speeds, we all ran in hordes. Then, without changing the order, I finished in 5th position. Hirata, with a small distance, shone in the first position.
"Fu. Good work" Hirata, who reached the finish before everyone else, sighed lightly and gave me such words of appreciation.
"I'm sorry, it's a burden"
"It's not like that. It was a good match, everyone was quick as well" Hirata did not blame me, even after my disappointing result, at greeting me with a smile. I quickly left the lane and returned to the tent. Because the next group will start one after another and I will only get in the way.
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The first-year boys, having finished with their 100-meter run, returned to their seats and focused on the girls' race as if devouring them. There were also match results, but they might just want to see the women running and not be able to hold back.
"Where is Sudou?" I couldn't see Sudou, who was supposed to return to his seat.
"I don't know. Toilet maybe? More importantly, let's see those swinging tits, you know, tits!" Ike looked happy, but I quickly had a bad feeling about Sudou's absence. She seemed to be the type that comforted Horikita here, but I couldn't see her being weird.
"... don't-don't" I looked towards the cottage. As if my premonition materialized, I saw Sudou getting closer to Kouenji.
"Wine. I better stop them."
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"Right" Hirata, who noticed it almost simultaneously, also panicked and headed to the cottage. It seemed like everything was heating up there and Sudou, clasping his fists tightly, faced Kouenji.
"Based on assholes, absenteeism and all, don't mess with me!" When I opened the door, I could hear Sudou's intimidating voice from inside.
Sudou was already approaching the distance in the direction where he was now, it seemed like he was going to take a swing, but it seemed like Kouenji was not yet aware of his existence. He looked bold as he admired his reflection on the window pane. But his attitude would only add fuel to the fire and incite Sudou's anger.
"Looks like you won't understand unless I hit you, Kouenji"
"That's not good, Sudou-kun. If the teachers know..." Hirata, of course, stopped him but he was not the type of person to be deterred by something like this.
"Shut up! This is our class thing, right? It doesn't matter even if I hit him. It's just that if this guy doesn't cry to the teachers about it..”.
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"As usual, you're not a good person. I came here because I wanted to spend time alone. As you can see, I feel sick today. I refused so I won't be a hassle."
"Don't lie to me! Starting from practice, you'll miss everything even in actual matches!" I understand why I want to scream like that. No matter how you look at it, Kouenji is a picture of health itself.
"No, Sudou-kun!"
Before Hirata, who was in the distance could frantically approach, Sudou could no longer hold back and raised his fist. He probably intended to slap Kouenji once to open his eyes. However, the man who was beyond expectations and of normal standards, Kouenji, caught a powerful punch in his palm. 'Pansy'. And such a dry voice rumbled inside the hut. Kouenji started talking without seeing Sudou's face.
"Stop. Someone like you can't beat me" It seems like Sudou isn't holding back to his classmates. It was a fist that was swung with all its might and the fist was too easily blocked. Sudou probably felt the new Kouenji's high potential. But instead of being scared, Sudou looked serious.
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