"Um~"

On the third floor of the club building, the men's toilet closest to the activity classroom of the music department.

"Wrong." He supported the front wall with his hands, lifted his school skirt around his waist, and turned his back to Toru Watanabe, frowned slightly in pain and turned around and said.

"You have to, at a lower position." As she said that, she reached out to help.

Watanabe Tsuku followed the white and slender hands, his eyes slowly lowered.

The snow-white and round butt was already full of writing.

‘Wait, I should have only written one, and the handwriting was written on purpose with my left hand’

Those words seemed to be typed out by a computer, unnaturally neatly, which was exactly the usual writing style of Toru Watanabe.

‘It’s over, leave evidence, and I’m going to be caught by Miki Kyujo.’

As soon as this thought arose, a severe pain came from the lower body. The girl waiting in front of her turned into the cruel smiling face of Miki Kujo.

She held Watanabe Tetsu's lower body's hand and tried harder.

‘No, it’s going to explode!’

Don't care about too much, Watanabe Shiro grabbed her hand and threw it away hard

The sun squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains and the quilt was thrown to a corner of the wall.

""

Watanabe Tsubaki didn't have time to clarify his thoughts, and a surging urge to pee made him jump out of the bed in an instant.

After going to the toilet, Tsuku Watanabe squeezed out toothpaste and brushed his teeth in the mirror, he began to recall what had just happened.

"So it's a dream? I'd known that I'd drink less water last night."

On the tram to school, every time the tram shakes, Toru Watanabe yawns.

Through the transparent car window, you can see the water-blue sky, which is a rare day of sunshine in the plum rain.

Because he was really sleepy, Toru Watanabe called Mihike Kujo.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected.

"What time do you think it's now?" Miki Kujo was woken up and a murderous voice came.

It must have just fallen asleep, Watanabe Shiro thought to himself.

Because he was not sure about his mind early in the morning, he was not as careful as usual.

"Sorry," he said, "I don't know why this morning, I miss you very much, and I can't help calling you."

"Doudu"

The phone was hung up unceremoniously.

While yawning, Toru Watanabe put his phone back in his pocket, and continued to look out the clear sky outside the car window as if he was about to fall asleep.

I got off at Shigu Station. As summer comes, when I get up and sweating on the hill, I suddenly feel that it is actually a good day for rain.

The morning time passed quickly and the last class came.

Because it was a physical education class, Watanabe Toru, Kuroi Shu and Saito Kesuke went to the locker room with their sportswear.

"The people from the playroom on Saturday are also practicing. I heard the voices of Ichiki and Senior Sister Hanada." Kuroi Shu said while changing his clothes.

"Really or not? Is there a wonderful encounter?" asked Mesuke Saito.

"How is it possible for the baseball department to be busy with training? But when I think about staying at school with Ichiki and Hanada on Saturday, I feel full of energy!"

"Last time I went to the amusement park, didn't you get the contact information of Yimu? Have you ever chatted?"

"I tried to talk a little, and Ichiki was very cheerful and interested in the recent shooting games!"

Watanabe Tsuki was the first to change his clothes and patted Kuroi Shu on the shoulder.

"Watanabe? What's wrong?"

"Come on Jiaziyuan."

Kuroi Shu looked at the back of Watanabe Toru leaving the locker room and said to Saito Mesuke: "What is this guy talking about?"

"Let you come on Jiaziyuan."

"Of course I know! I mean, why do I look like I absolutely have no hope?"

"You actually think you really have hope?!"

"Saito"

Physical education classes are held in Class 1 and Class 4.

"If it rained today, I planned to go basketball for boys and volleyball for girls in the gymnasium, but it was rare to be sunny, so let's go out to practice badminton."

After the physical education teacher said this, he asked the sports committee members of the two classes to serve everyone a racket.

Everyone quarreled and wanted a racket with good looks.

The male sports committee of Class 4 was Kuroi Shuo, and Toru Watanabe and Keisuke Saito naturally got the best rackets and brand new badmintons.

Shiro Watanabe turned his racket and confirmed again that this is indeed a society where relationships are everywhere.

After scolding the boy who started to get the ball despite the formation, the physical education teacher asked everyone to put the racket and badminton aside and start warm-up exercises first.

After doing the warm-up exercise, he called Kuroi Shuo over and the two demonstrated their skills in playing badminton.

"Each teams together, and in the last thirty minutes, the two class competitions will begin!"

For those who have no friends, it is so embarrassing that they want to die.

The three Watanabe Toru naturally went together, and they lost to the substitute.

The two men of Saito Esuke and Kokui Shuo started, and Watanabe Toru acted as the referee.

Kuroi Shuai took the lead: "Saito, I don't want to kill you."

"You mean you can win at any time?" Saito Kesuke was ready.

"For the sake of the village, even if it is you, I will kill it! Saito, Kuroi jump-smashed!" Kuroi roared out a move that was not a move at all.

"Kukui, Saito rebounded!"

An insignificant badminton battle has begun.

The most attractive thing on the court is not the second-tier match between the two, but the Rin Kiyono who can be called the goddess of sports with a badminton racket, and Tamamo who is so beautiful that she can be a model.

"Hoah!"

"Hey!"

"Hate, why do you have to hit so far?!"

Tamamo is so beautiful, whether it is his voice, his plump breasts, or his bending over to pick up a ball, it is full of youthfulness.

Rin Kiyono is the perfect devil. The girl who takes the initiative to practice with her has become a serving machine and a ball picker.

This situation waited until "Uchiha Saito" was defeated and Toru Watanabe came on the court.

Just like Rin Kiyono, who is the goddess of sports, holding a racket, Tsuku Watanabe stands in the spotlight.

The girls in the two classes looked here intentionally or unintentionally, and some girls with lively personalities shouted out directly.

"Watanabe, Watanabe!"

Someone took the lead, and the girls shouted as if they were making excuses.

"Watanabe, Watanabe!"

Shira Watanabe waved to them, and his style was only one word "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

"Damn it, just Kazuto dares to be so presumptuous!" Kuroi Xiu stared at Toru Watanabe with a fierce look.

"Hey, no matter what, it's not Kaoru, right?" Watanabe Toru said speechlessly.

"Hmph, I'll get you done with one goal."

"Oh?" Watanabe Tsuki smiled, "Kukai, I am no longer the same as before. Now, I will stand at the top!"

As the Sports Commission, although Kuroi Xiu specializes in baseball, his high motor nerves and sharp visual reactions, even badminton, can make him well-deservedly enjoy the title of "Thousand-Armed Guojing".

In the past, Toru Watanabe had no choice but to pick up the ball.

but.

It is definitely not useless to run morning jogs, dance radio gymnastics, do push-ups, and swim every day.

In addition, the reaction of lt;Master-level·Free Fighting GT;, even Kaoru, he must fuck Hashirama down!

Badminton goes back and forth, Kuroi Xiu implements the destruction, destruction, or the destruction of the destruction.

The ball speed is quite fast, and if it were the previous Toru Watanabe, there would be no one to receive.

While accurately hitting the balls one by one, Toru Watanabe took a special picking back the angle that could only be received by swinging the racket with his left hand.

After a few balls, Watanabe thoroughly understood the rules and became more and more tricky in the angle.
To be continued...