After the monthly rest day, the heavy equipment training that most students hate begins.
Fujiwara Yu, who was not interested in delicate work like bomb disposal, came to the sink with his toiletries. According to Instructor Onizuka's practice, today would probably be weighted running training.
Tokyo is already very hot in June. The thought of wearing a black explosion-proof suit, a protective helmet and holding a handheld bulletproof shield weighing nearly six kilograms makes me feel sweaty when I take it off.
Fujiwara Yuu doesn't like the sticky feeling on his body. He is sensitive to smells and hates sweating even more. Although he can manipulate the power of wind to keep himself cool and dry, he can't make others do the same.
So after brushing his teeth and washing his face, he couldn't help but sigh. He really didn't want to face the cafeteria full of sweat and stench, which would make his appetite drop by half.
"Hey, why are you sighing here, little Fujiwara? Could it be that your date yesterday didn't go well?" Hagiwara Kenji came over with toiletries, and when he saw Fujiwara, he couldn't help but teasing him.
Fujiwara Yuu was stunned when he heard this. He frowned in confusion and asked:
"It's not a date. Anyway, how did you know I was out with someone else?"
"We knew you and the squad leader went out alone. Don't underestimate our deductive reasoning skills. With a little analysis, we can guess why you disappeared on your day off, okay?"
"...Don't use your reasoning ability on this." Fujiwara Yu rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
Matsuda Jinpei spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth and said while soaking a towel:
"Actually, Yoshitari from our class saw you going to the arcade with a girl, so he spread the word among the class, and a lot of the girls were upset."
Fujiwara Yu widened his eyes to show that he had nothing to say. During the time he spent with Saito Masami, he rarely paid attention to the people or things around him, so it was normal that he didn't notice his classmates.
"Don't spread rumors, she is not my girlfriend."
Although he really hoped she was.
"I know. I'll tell Ji Cheng to stop spreading rumors!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fūya Rei, who had just walked in, was a little confused. He tilted his head and asked, "Are you guys talking about something weird?"
"Don't you know, Kouya? It seems that Fujiwara has a girl he likes. Judging from Yoshinari's description, she should be quite pretty, the kind of girl with long hair and big eyes who is cheerful and gentle." Hagiwara Kenji quickly betrayed his friend. Well, there weren't many secrets between the six of them anyway.
Fujiwara actually has a crush on a girl? Although Furuya Rei appears uninterested, he listens intently to the discussion around him while washing up.
She has long straight black hair parted on the right side of her forehead in the 3:7 ratio. She is pretty and gentle, cheerful and talkative. Her eyes are slightly droopy, and her smile is particularly warm. She is a beautiful girl who looks very kind.
Um?
——"If you're injured, you should get treatment. My family runs a clinic. Mom and Dad are both amazing, so come with me!"
——"This minor injury isn't even considered an injury. What are you doing?! Let go of my hand!"
For some reason, I thought of the little girl who insisted on taking me to the clinic. She looks and sounds like what she will look like when she grows up.
I don’t know how she is doing. If I could find her, maybe I could find her... Really, I keep thinking about my childhood lately.
While adjusting his police uniform in front of the mirror, Rei Furuya joined the conversation:
"She sounds a lot like a girl I knew when I was little, but she probably doesn't live in Tokyo now."
"Oh? Really? Maybe it's the same person, haha!" Hagiwara Kenji also said half-jokingly. There are many people in the world who look similar, so it's not surprising.
No one took this gossipy conversation seriously and quickened their pace to run downstairs. Otherwise, if they were caught late by Instructor Onizuka, they would probably have to rent out the bathhouse again.
——
Wearing heavy black explosion-proof clothing under the scorching sun is a torture, holding a heavy handheld bulletproof shield and running in circles with weight is also a torture, and the instructor turning on the Eagle Eye to monitor is even more of a torture.
"Everyone, run! There are still three laps left. Do you want to be punished for running at this speed?!" Hachizo Onizuka, standing on a high place, shouted loudly with a loudspeaker in hand, not wanting to give any chance to those students who tried to slack off.
If you want to be lazy and get caught, you will have to do ten sets of push-ups.
Most of the police academy students participating in the training were gnashing their teeth, sweating profusely after just one round. Only a very small number of students with excellent physical endurance were able to maintain a smooth and familiar flow, even having time to chat.
"By the way, Hagiwara, have you fixed the instructor's car?" Ida Ko, who felt no pressure with the weighted running training, turned his head to look at Hagiwara who had damaged his car while playing American interception, and asked curiously.
"Don't mention this matter anymore. My dad scolded me severely. Fortunately, my sister used her saved salary to help me pay for it." Hagiwara Kenji said with a wry smile. What's more, the damaged car was the Zero Fighter Spirit, but fortunately, it was good that Fujiwara was fine.
Human life is naturally more valuable than a car, the former is a priceless treasure.
"Speaking of which, Hagiwara, you seem to know a lot about cars?" Furuya Rei asked, sticking his head out. He was the only one present who didn't know that Hagiwara Kenji's family used to run a car repair shop.
"Zero, don't you know? The Hagiwara family originally ran a car repair shop."
"I see, no wonder he knows so much about cars."
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