Chapter 135, Free Daily Life
In the morning of the sports festival, there are mostly competitive sports. The school is closed at this time, and it is completely the students' own time.

Starting in the afternoon, there will be more fun competitions, mainly for entertainment, and the school will also be open to the public.

Noon is rest time.

Campus staff also come in at this time, and some parents bring freshly prepared lunch boxes for their children.

Students from Tokyo High School began to eat lunch in various places in the school. Some went to the atrium, some went to the classroom, and some simply stayed on the playground... Don't they find it too hot?

Some students brought lunch boxes, while the rest brought fried noodles, bread, and other convenience store food.

Because today is Saturday, the school cafeteria is not open.

The cafeteria auntie also needs weekends off.

"It tastes similar to the ones in the convenience store at the station." Kiyono Yosuke chewed on the fried bread, then skillfully took out an iron kettle from his pocket, unscrewed the bottle with one hand, gulped down the water, and then let out a comfortable breath.

It was filled with sake.

"This kid just finds it troublesome, so he eats this." Kohama Seiichiro snorted through his nose.

The two of them sat in the corner of the playground, quietly biting on fried bread, and frequently looking up to see if the number of people around them had decreased.

There were quite a few people on the playground, mostly parents bringing their children, sitting on the steps of the auditorium to eat lunch... There was a sunshade above their heads, so there was no need to worry about being sunburned.

Both Kohama Seiichiro and Kiyono Yosuke came alone, and they didn't know anyone in the school. They were wearing black casual clothes and looked to be in their twenties, very ordinary, but with strong bodies, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they exercise regularly. Either they were active soldiers in the Self-Defense Forces, or they were professional athletes...

While munching on fried bread, Kiyono Yosuke freed his hands to hold up a photo, then pushed the photo to the left to Kohama Seiichiro, asking him to check it as well.

Seiichiro Obama glanced at the photo, then looked up at the boy sitting on the grass.

There are few people on the grass now because it is very sunny.

However, there were a lot of people where the boy was sitting, mostly girls... There were also some young women from outside the school standing there, and they seemed to be attracted to the boy as well.

"It's probably him. He might have dyed his hair recently." Kohama Seiichiro said, "When will we start?"

Kiyono Yosuke took a bite of fried bread and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?" He looked up at his surroundings with an inexplicable expression, "Sports Festival, it's been so many years..."

"You want to play a high school student? Uncle, is your self-awareness not clear enough?" Kohama Seiichiro reminded, "Don't forget that this is what that adult told you to do."

Hearing the word "that adult", Kiyono Yosuke seemed quite scared and shivered uncontrollably in the sunny day.

The chewing action in my mouth also stopped unconsciously.

"I understand."

……

The afternoon's fun sports event was fully scheduled.

Utsunomiya Shuo did not participate, but found an empty classroom and started sleeping.

He lay on the table, unable to sleep.

Too noisy.

After a while, a loli with light blonde hair walked in from the main door. Her footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible, as if she was afraid of waking him up.

But when she got closer, her footsteps suddenly became more casual, and her indoor shoes made a clacking sound.

Click.

The sound of porcelain colliding.

It was very close, almost touching his face.

Although he didn't know why, Zero should have realized that he was not asleep.

look up.

There is red liquid in the white porcelain cup with mist rising up.

Ling was in front of him, placing the two lunch boxes he was holding on the table, and then sat down facing him. He held the teacup in one hand and turned to look out the window.

She had gone to wash the lunch boxes before, and the two of them had lunch in this classroom.

They were sitting by the window.

The aroma of black tea filled the air, and outside there was a deafening cheering sound that resounded through the sky.

It was very different from the morning. There were many more names. Judging from the voices, the people shouting were quite old. They should be the students' parents or friends cheering them on.

In short, it’s more lively.

A competition of burying one's face in flour and finding something is being played on the playground track. Participants need to run half a lap and then find something specific in the basin on the table top of the track before they can continue to run the second half... So speed is not the key, luck is.

Very interesting.

It's just a bit embarrassing.

Utsunomiya Zhuo looked out the window and took a sip of black tea calmly: "Is this the vitality of young people?" "Utsunomiya-senpai, you will be qualified to say this five years later." The three-no girl sitting on the other side of the table reminded.

"Actually, I'm already an adult, but I just look younger." Utsunomiya Shuo said unconvinced.

"Really?" The three-no girl reacted calmly.

Also.

When it comes to "being mature at heart but young in appearance", who can compare to her?

It's true that it's a big deal in front of Guan Gong.

“Why wasn’t there this event last year?”

Utsunomiya Zhuo leaned against the window, watching his classmates playing games enthusiastically, and suddenly felt that time passed so quickly.

He is already halfway through his high school career.

“Maybe I didn’t expect it.”

Zero replied calmly.

She also looked out the window.

Come to think of it, Zero was one of the organizers of last year's sports festival, which means she was the one who didn't think of these activities.

After a while.

A hand patted Ling's left shoulder, and when she turned around, she saw no one.

The opposite side of the table was empty.

But Zero already knew what was going on.

She put down the teacup slowly, supported her chin with one hand, looked at the empty seat, squinted her eyes, and said nothing.

Waiting for some bored boy to come out on his own.

"You make me feel like I'm a child playing in the sand in the park and you're the guardian."

Utsunomiya Shuo's voice came from under the table, and then he sat up.

"No."

Ling said, holding his chin.

"That means they think I'm a bastard."

Utsunomiya Shuo brushed the dust off his sleeves.

Seeing this, Zero stood up and came to his side. Utsunomiya Shuo looked up. Even if he was sitting, he didn't need to look up to see Zero's face.

Ling said nothing and silently helped him pat the white marks off his back.

Smooth it out bit by bit.

"No way." Zero did this while denying what he said before.

"No way."

Zhuo repeated it.

"Do you want to go down?"

Smoothing out the wrinkles on his back, Zero stood beside him with his arms hanging down and asked.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhuo turned around and looked at her.

Ling lowered his head, then shook it gently, "No, it's boring to see you."

"Oh~~" Zhuo nodded thoughtfully, then turned his head back and stared at the table in a daze, "It won't be boring."

Ling stood behind him and could see the back of his head by looking down, also a little absent-minded.

"Yeah." He nodded gently.

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(End of this chapter)