107 107 About angels and sports festivals (1/2)

”Sports festival competition at midday, what hope did you have?”

After dinner, he asks at midday as he removes the ice cream from the freezer while tuppering the leftovers.

At midday, when I tupped Tsukima's stew, which was dinner of the day, my gaze rose to remind me, ”That's right,” as I handed the spoon around.

”I'm a relay and a borrowing race.”

”Oh, he's wearing it. I want to race balls and borrowings.”

I don't know if hope will pass, but I honestly don't think the jade holder will pass because it's not very popular.

The borrowing race is either through or subtle, but, well, there is no problem in becoming a third hope obstacle race.

That's more about balance and flexibility than pure leg strength, so even the average leg speed around won't pull the team's legs.

”You're unwilling to exercise thoroughly.”

”The cake is a cake shop. I'm not that athletic.”

”... Zhou Kun had an average physical education score, sure”

Unfortunately.

Now I would have been a little more aggressive if I had even gotten to the motor nerves, but Hate Zhou is not quite good at exercising.

I'm not so fatally bad as to say I don't like it, so I'm down to the rating that it's only average.

Well, unlike two people like Gateside and Midday, whose efforts and talents combined, literary martial arts are another dream.

”... Honestly, you don't like Zhou-kun Sports Festival”

”Oops. I don't hate exercise, but I hate exercising under duress.”

The two of us go back to the couch in the living room, remembering the bitter memories of the winter marathon.

It's not that I don't have the strength, and if it's the kind of distance I do in class, I can run, but it's honestly not funny that time limits are set and distances are specified.

Normally it feels good to run my goal minutes at my own pace, so I still deplore the fact that compulsion is not a good thing mentally.

I smile small and bitter at midday as I watch the sinister looking circumference take the lid off the ice cream.

”I don't even know. 'Cause I don't really like being forced on someone either.”

”No. So, well, it's more like doing and contributing normally than appropriately...”

If you get too far out of your hands on the boulder, the accusations will fly, and I feel guilty as a perimeter.

So I can't die, but I'm going to do my best to demonstrate my strength in moderation. Well, I don't have a lot of hard work to do if it's what I hoped it would be.

”Hehe, it's a shame you can't see Zhou-kun working”

”I'll take care of it. It'll work with balls in it... it could be”

”Perhaps.”

”Well, it's a plain event, so it doesn't stand out.”

I don't know why I even became a high school student and had a cute competition called Jade in it. Even though some high schools will now be obsolete, they are still going on in our schools.

It may be a bailout against motor tone deafness, but nevertheless the jade pocket is likely to be a picture surface lacking tension.

”You're good at throwing things at Zhou Kun, aren't you? I've never thrown a tissue in a trash can before and removed it.”

Though it was a trivial addition, Zhou had to laugh bitterly at midday.

”Forgive me for the mess, because I'm not out of the trash”

”Well, it's a house, I hope. But Zhou-kun's aim is really accurate.”

”I'm good at throwing. Good at darts and stuff. Well done for taking him to his mother.”

The mother's son-turning tour is diverse.