Chapter 99: Borrowed Objects Race in Namimori Town
"Borrowing something to race?"
The players crossed their arms, tilted their heads, and repeated the announced events. "Hmm..." Sawada Tsunayoshi replied shyly, "It seems the equipment for the meet malfunctioned, so we added this event called 'Running with Borrowed Objects'."
Borrowing objects and running is also a common event in sports games, and each class must select people to participate.
His eyes fell on 'Sawada Tsunayoshi' and 'Fushimi Kyoki' who were next to each other on the list, then he slowly moved away with a flicker.
"Damn it!" Gokudera Hayato clenched his fists, feeling truly devastated. "I call myself the Tenth Dacheng's right-hand man, but I can't even serve him when he needs me."
The expression of shame and embarrassment on Gokudera Hayato's face immediately changed after he looked up at the player. He said angrily, "Why would a woman like you participate in a borrowing run with the tenth generation?"
Player: "Lucky people always encounter envy."
"It's not a big deal..." Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly stepped in to smooth things over. He first tried to appease Hayato Gokudera, who was enraged by Fushimi Kyoki's nonchalant attitude, then pleaded with the players with a mournful face, "Fushimi, please stop adding fuel to the fire, uuuu!"
"I'll go find the teacher and replace the one who's going to run away!" Gokudera Hayato suddenly stood up. Yamamoto Takeshi, who was sitting next to him, widened his eyes slightly and reminded him, "Don't try to be brave."
"How could a minor injury hinder me from following in the footsteps of the Tenth Generation?"
"Gokudera..." Sawada Tsunayoshi looked embarrassed, "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, otherwise you should still cheer us on from the audience... Um, that, what I mean is..."
“…”
Gokudera Hayato's enthusiasm gradually cooled, and he reluctantly obeyed Sawada Tsunayoshi's order: "...Yes, Tenth Generation."
"Ah, the ears seem to be drooping." The player stared at the top of the other person's head and said inexplicably.
The silky silver in his vision began to stir. He looked down, meeting Gokudera Hayato's feignedly ferocious green eyes. He snorted threateningly, "Tsk, don't hold the Tenth Generation back!"
Player: Stay...
"Hey!" Gokudera Hayato couldn't help but raise his voice a few degrees, "Are you listening?"
Fushimi Kyoji suggested, "If the Vongola doesn't win first place in the Borrower's Run, let's use the Mafia's methods to solve the problem."
"That kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!" Sawada Tsunayoshi immediately objected strongly.
So skilled... Who is the mafia?
Sawada Tsunayoshi was sweating coldly: "How did he manage to say such a confusing statement so naturally..."
"Hmph, I really don't want to agree with you." Hayato Gokudera crossed his arms over his chest, but his face showed an expression as if he was inspired.
Sawada Tsunayoshi said madly: "It's better not to!"
"Hmm..." Sawada Tsunayoshi, having calmed down, hesitated to speak. Players could subtly see hesitation on his face, as if he was particularly embarrassed about asking questions. His eyes kept avoiding the other person, not looking directly at him, and he mumbled, "Is Fushimi in a good mood today? Ever since class..."
Most of the time when Fushimi Kyoki was in contact with Sawada Tsunayoshi, the other party rarely expressed his willingness to take the initiative, and even whispered with friends in public and seemed to be so uncomfortable that he was about to smoke.
Eh...how should I describe it?
This person's sensitivity in social relationships seems to only support him in realizing that he has said something inappropriate when the situation has become a foregone conclusion.
Sure enough, when he was halfway through his words, he realized a little late that he might have revealed something else, and he quickly closed his mouth as if he was biting off his tongue in an attempt to cover up his mistake.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, he carefully raised his eyes and looked at the player tentatively with his moist pupils that were soaked with a damp luster.
"Why do you feel that way?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked frequently, and when the players looked at him, they would shrink back and look away.
"Because, normally Fushimi would call me 'Sawada-san' under normal circumstances, but... when he's joking, he'd call me 'Vongola'?"
Hmm...
Is there?
Never noticed it at all.
The player's eyes flashed, his expression suddenly becoming serious. He asked in a questioning tone, "How come Sawada-san is so smart? Tell me! Who sent you to pretend to be a Vongola?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...
"Hey, hey, I am who I am. Don't believe me so easily, Mukudera!" Tsunayoshi Sawada explained tearfully as he noticed Mukudera Hayato's increasingly serious expression.
"Ah, it's time to go on stage, let's go!" Noticing that other students participating in the sports meet had gathered on the playground one after another, Sawada Tsunayoshi changed the subject.
Yamamoto Takeshi leaned forward slightly in his seat, leaned his upper body out from beside Hayato Gokudera, made a cheering gesture to the players, and silently mouthed "Come on!"
Fushimi Kyoji gave him a reassuring smile in return.
"Yes! Tenth Daime!" Gokudera Hayato immediately dropped everything and promised, "I will cheer you on from the sidelines!"
His eyes fell on the player's face and he was stunned.
"...and you too."
He said to her in a barely encouraging tone, "Don't embarrass the Vongola."
"Eh, could it be that... the Vongola has changed its mind and agreed to let me join the family?"
The player went to see Sawada Tsunayoshi, and received a terrified denial from him that seemed to be choking.
"Ha, what good things are you dreaming of?" Gokudera Hayato frowned, an unnatural look on his face. "How can anyone join the Vongola? For the time being, you can be considered... a half-staff member of the Vongola."
"I just don't want others to doubt the Judaime's judgment of people!"
Fushimi Kyoki nodded, accepting this statement, and raised his hand to ask, "So, who is this 'someone else'?"
Judging from the way Sawada Tsunayoshi tried hard to hide at school, it seemed that most students were unaware of their mafia identity.
Gokudera Hayato was at a loss for words for a moment, and impatiently urged the player: "Why are you asking so many questions? The game is about to start, why don't you hurry up and catch up with the Tenth Generation?"
"oh."
The player who was walking towards the playground as instructed suddenly turned around.
"What's wrong again?" Suppressing his emotions, Hayato Gokudera raised his voice and asked.
Combining the rules of the borrowed object race, Hayato Gokudera successfully understood the player's thoughts without the other party speaking.
"Tsk, although I must give priority to assisting the Tenth Generation, it's not impossible for me to help you while I'm at it..."
"After all!" he emphasized, "helping you is equivalent to helping the Tenth Generation win."
The player said to Yamamoto Takeshi: "I'm also asking Yamamoto-san."
"Oh!" Yamamoto Takeshi responded readily.
Gokudera Hayato was silent for a while, staring at the back of the person who raised his arm and waved at them: "...Damn it!"
What an infuriating guy!
That's too selfish.
Not listening to others at all.
…
During the preparation time, Fushimi Kyoji easily caught sight of the starting line, also looking for a familiar figure.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pursed his lips and only had time to nod at her before he was hurriedly blocked by the increasing number of people nearby.
The brown-haired boy, who was being held in high regard by Hayato Gokudera, was like a herbivore whose living space was squeezed by its natural enemies. He pushed back helplessly, but unfortunately, his strength was too weak, and he lost his balance in the shove. Panic was written on his face, and his arms flapped weakly a few times...
"Ah, he fell down." Fushimi Kyoki calmly described what she saw.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, who fell face down, heard the gunshot that marked the start of the exchange run. He was half a beat behind everyone else and finally stood up again. The light gold that his eyes subconsciously followed had left everyone far behind, floating in a dazzling arc in the air.
[Endurance: ? +20 (Undoubtedly, you have reached the level of a sprinter!)]
When standing in front of the lottery box and putting his hand in, the player is quite far away from the second place.
Fushimi Kyoki unfolded the folded note, revealing the words written on it.
'flower'?
It is impossible to make things difficult for students by running away with objects, as most of the questions are objects that can be found everywhere.
She easily found the requested flowers nearby.
As others arrived one after another and purposefully searched for different items, the player who remained in the lead turned back again and arrived at the second lottery box on the opposite side.
You just need to collect the required items and cross the finish line to win.
Fushimi Kyoji reached into the lottery box and rummaged around.
Expand.
Then... it stopped moving.
"Hey, why did you stop?" Hayato Gokudera, who was sitting in the audience, unconsciously asked the question in his mind.
The guy who was far ahead just now is now standing there with his head down, not knowing what he is thinking.
What does it say on it?
Hayato Gokudera gritted his teeth, and when he couldn't help but question the other party what he was doing from a distance, the player moved.
She turned her head, and her bright eyes looked straight at him, past the other people in the audience.
So...
What on earth is going on!
Hayato Gokudera complained in his heart, suppressing the urge to pull his hand away from the other person.
I unconsciously followed him and started running.
Tsk.
But the guy who did this was looking at him innocently, as if he just remembered: "Ah, I forgot that Gokudera-san is still injured."
"You are too slow!"
Gokudera Hayato endured the discomfort of his wound and followed the players' pace, saying in a bad tone, "Why are you dragging me along when you're running away with something? If someone has to be there, isn't the baseball idiot a more suitable candidate than me?"
His voice hitched.
Thinking about how Yamamoto Takeshi had just been approached by Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had been given the 'batting gloves', the two of them were probably still running back desperately on the other side of the school.
"Hmm... Yamamoto-san probably can't do it." She thought for a short time and gave a definite answer almost immediately.
The force on my wrist suddenly loosened.
Gokudera Hayato reflexively looked at the other person's face. Green eyes that were similar to his own, yet different, stared at him intently, and he spoke word by word with concentration and seriousness:
"It has to be Gokudera-san."
Hayato Gokudera thought that he should now think about what was written on the note to distinguish him from Yamamoto Takeshi.
Instead of repeating the other person's words without any purpose in your mind.
Gokudera Hayato's silence made the player mutter to himself thoughtfully: "Sure enough, this is too much for Gokudera-san. Can't he do it?"
The vein on Gokudera Hayato's forehead couldn't help but jump: "Hey! Did you do this on purpose?"
"...I just don't want you to say that." He said this after a moment of silence.
She took hold of the hand that had been holding his in front of her and clasped it tightly.
"Don't treat me like such a useless guy."
There was a serious look in Hayato Gokudera's eyes. He no longer passively followed the players, but took the initiative to take over the responsibility of leading and catch up with the people around him.
"It's just a minor injury. I'm not so weak that it hurts to be held by a girl while running."
"oh?"
The players don’t understand why, but if the other party is willing to cooperate, it will undoubtedly save a lot of effort.
"So--"
She gave the order with a smile.
“Let’s sprint together!”
[*cg·A storm brewing in the rain]
As they crossed the finish line side by side, the favorability CG for Hayato Gokudera played silently.
The scene flashes with the player's first meeting with Hayato Gokudera, and he defensively separates her from Tsunayoshi Sawada.
'Suspicious...' The only sound was a wary heartbeat.
Reborn pretends to be innocent and introduces: Didn’t I tell you? Fushimi is a killer!
"He exudes danger..."
Hiding in the corner, secretly observing the players and Sawada Tsunayoshi in the distance, watching the tenth generation compromise in tears, his eyes gradually darkened.
'Untrustworthy...'
Silently watch as Yamamoto Takeshi teaches the player swordsmanship.
"There's something hidden..."
Hayato Gokudera's voice suddenly stopped here.
The anxious, impatient, or gradually calming sounds all disappeared.
thump.
The figure falling rapidly from the cliff was reflected in the suddenly shrinking pupils.
He caught her.
thump.
"It has to be Gokudera-san."
thump.
He took the initiative to hold her hand.
The simulated heartbeat sound repeated again and again, almost drowning out the last inaudible sound.
“He’s a suspicious guy, and he’s also…”
The emerald green eyes trembled, and finally looked away as if giving up.
"Unsuitable...friends."
“…”
Player, player: ...Is this definitely a 65 favorability cg?
...At least CG admitted that they were friends in the end!
"Tsk, what a pity the tenth generation is not here." Hayato Gokudera complained habitually.
The teacher acting as the referee walked over to them to confirm the results.
He opened the paper handed to him by the player, looked Gokudera Hayato up and down for a long time, and gave the result: "The result is invalid."
“…What?” Hayato Gokudera felt the wound hurt even more.
He snatched the note, which read:
'cat'.
"Huh? The requirement is a cat, why are you dragging me into this, you stupid woman!"
Gokudera Hayato couldn't stand it any longer: "Who is the cat?!"
The player nudged him and said, "For the honor of the class, bark twice to prove your identity, Jakusi-nyan."
How could he get away with this?
"——Don't even think of asking me to do something shameful like that!!!"
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