Chapter 107: Angel and the Sports Festival (1/2)

“What are you participating in for the sports festival, Mahiru?”

Amane asked Mahiru after dinner. She took out ice cream from the fridge, and put the leftovers into a tupperware.

Once she poured the Chikuzenni that was for dinner into the tupperware, she handed Amane a spoon, and looked up as though she was trying to recall.

“I am in the relay and the borrowing race.”

“Oh, something in common. I chose the ball toss and the borrowing race.”

He did not know if his entry would pass, but he felt he should be able to, given how unpopular the ball toss game was.

It would be strange if he failed the borrowing race, but he did put a obstacle race as his third option, so he was fine with that/

An obstacle race did not simply rely on legpower. It required balance and flexibility. Amane’s running ability was average, but he probably would not pull his teammates.

“You are not intending to exercise at all.”

“I’m not really good at sports. leave that to the experts.”

“…I remember your sports grades are average, Amane-kun.”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

If his athleticism was any better, Amane might be a little more enthusiastic. Unfortunately, he was not really good at it.

Nevertheless, he was not so weak to be deathly afraid of sports, and was at least average.

He was unlike Kadowaki and Mahiru, both who had the grit and the talents. For him, the best of both worlds was something completely distant from him.

“…You hate the sports festival?”

“Hmm, I don’t really hate sports. I just don’t like to be forced to exercise.”

As they returned to the living room sofa, Amane recalled the painful memories of the winter marathon.

It was not that he did not have the athleticism, and he could at least run the distance during classes. Truth be told however, he felt it was pointless to finish a certain course within a time limit.

He might feel happier if he could complete his goal at his own pace. He really felt that compulsion really was bad for the mind.

Amane frowned as he removed the lid of the ice cream, and Mahiru gave a little wry smile.

“It is not that I do not understand. I dislike it when others force themselves.”

“Right? I’ll just go at it casually…or just normally, contribute a little here and there.”

If he slacked too much, others would tell him off, and he would feel guilty.

He might not go all out, but he intended to perform suitably. There was no room for him to actually do so however if his primary choices were accepted.

“Fufu. I will not see you perform then, Amane-kun.”

“Relax, I’ll do well during the ball toss…probably.”

“Probably?”

“It’s not a flashy event. I won’t really stand up.”

Amane did not understand why even though they were in high school, there was such a cute event called the ball toss. Some high schools had excluded them, yet his school kept it.

Perhaps it was for the sake of those absolutely horrible at sports, but even so, there would unlikely be any tension when it came to the event.

“You are rather accurate when throwing items. You never missed when you threw tissues into the basket.”

Though it is because you are lazy, she quipped, which had him wryly smiling.

“Cut me some slack here. I never missed anyway.”

“It is fine when you are at home. Anyway, you are really accurate at throwing.”

“Well, I’m good at throwing, including darts. Mom brought me out before, and I did well.”

The mother’s escapades with the son included lots of places.