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Chapter 227

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Alright, a large group of girls surrounded him, and some kept squeezing him.

"Sorry, sorry, let me leave for a moment."

Kitakami Yoru raised his hands speechlessly, completely not knowing how to deal with it.

And why were they all saying he was handsome? Wasn't he just a little handsome?

Ebina Hina squeezed into the crowd, boldly reached out to grab one of Kitakami Yoru's arms, stood on tiptoe, and leaned in: "Kitakami-san, congratulations on running second and becoming a winner."

"Do you need me to help you?"

"Need."

Kitakami Yoru replied quickly and distressedly, basically understanding Ebina Hina's plan.

"OK!"

Ebina Hina held Kitakami Yoru's arm and walked out of the crowd generously.

These girls weren't stupid; seeing Kitakami Yoru and another girl being intimate, they suddenly froze.

Who was this?

And Kitakami Yoru wasn't resisting!

Tobe Sho, who ran in fourth place and was watching the PE teacher record the results, had his eyes almost explode with fire.

"When did Ebina get so close to Kitakami Yoru?"

"And the four of them weren't in the classroom at noon today, and they only came back just before class!"

"Doesn't Kitakami Yoru already have a rumored girlfriend?"

Tobe Sho was extremely anxious in his heart, his face gradually turning ugly and green.

However, everyone had just finished running, and no one felt anything unusual.

"Teacher, I report Kitakami Yoru for a false start!"

Tobe Sho watched Ebina Hina intimately hold Kitakami Yoru's arm, not knowing where they were going, and he said cleverly.

"False start?"

The PE teacher was preparing to call the next group for the test, so he stopped first.

"Yes, he was standing next to me, he false-started by a second."

"Teacher, you can ask others to confirm, Hayato, what do you think?"

Tobe Sho said repeatedly to the PE teacher and looked at Hayama Hayato.

This PE teacher was new and didn't understand the data of the students yet; he needed to collect accurate data to understand the students' physical fitness levels.

The false start data wasn't real, so they definitely needed to run again.

"This... I don't seem to know very well..."

Hayama Hayato wiped the sweat from his head; he was so thirsty.

Before, in PE class, occasionally there would be girls who liked him buying him water.

Now, let alone one person, there wasn't even a hair; they were all at Kitakami Yoru's place.

"Is that so?"

"Then let's run again; go help me call Kitakami-san."

The PE teacher didn't say much; a false start was a very common thing.

The classmates nearby heard it and ran over in a hurry, and they also heard the conversation of several gyarus.

"Hayasaka, do you really not like handsome guys?"

"Try it again? Try it once? What if you succeed?"

"No... I don't want to, you guys like him, so you try it yourselves."

Hayasaka Ai was truly speechless about the gyarus' train of thought.

They liked Kitakami Yoru, so why were they desperately pushing her out?

What if they really ended up together?

What would they do then?

"I'm really a bit scared, so annoying."

Moving away from the crowd, Kitakami Yoru pulled his arm back and looked at Ebina Hina.

"Haha, being popular isn't that great either..."

Ebina Hina pushed up her glasses and patted Kitakami Yoru's shoulder lightly.

So handsome...

Even she, a girl who had no interest in dating, couldn't take her eyes off him after being in close contact for a while.

A moment later, the classmate the PE teacher had sent over.

Called Kitakami Yoru back again.

"I false-started? Where did I false-start? It was purely because my starting speed was fast, okay?"

Complaining in his mouth, Kitakami Yoru glanced at Ebina Hina and returned quickly.

Forget it, just run again.

A false start affects the rhythm of everyone in the race; in a national competition, it would be a direct disqualification, so don't think it's a small matter.

So, the eight people in the group stood on the starting line again.

The PE teacher came nearby and gave the command himself.

"Coming again, so tired..."

"My legs have no strength, I can't run..."

Two girls in the same group complained in a low voice, while the boys were inspired, thinking they hadn't performed well just now.

They wanted to try again.

"Three... two... one..."

The PE teacher's eyes were as sharp as a hunting hawk, scanning everyone.

Confirming the voice fell, Kitakami Yoru gritted his teeth and sprinted!

Swish, swish, swish!

Several figures clearly flew out.

"No false start."

The PE teacher of a top-tier private school like Shuchiin definitely had an outrageously high qualification; he followed them closely.

In the middle of the 100 meters, Kitakami Yoru and Hayama Hayato were biting each other, separated by half a body length, while the people behind clearly fell behind a small section.

"So fast, isn't he tired?"

Hayama Hayato tried his best, using all his strength to rush forward, but his body hadn't recovered.

It was far inferior to Kitakami Yoru's recovery speed.

Soccer field, on the flat lawn.

Ebina Hina returned and quietly circled behind Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui.

"Is Yui looking at Kitakami-san?"

Ebina Hina originally wanted to scare her two good sisters; Miura Yumiko was warming up, so forget it.

"Hee hee..."

When Ebina Hina's fujoshi tendencies weren't acting up, she was quite normal.

She lay on the ground lightly, slowly crawling toward Yuigahama Yui from behind, looking left and right, and then looking in a certain direction.

Kitakami Yoru ran again, beat Hayama-kun, and became first?

Ebina Hina was slightly surprised, then crawled to Yuigahama Yui, almost sticking to her back.

"Looking so seriously and intently, and you didn't even notice me?"

"Yui, is Kitakami-san handsome?"

Smiling in her heart, Ebina Hina lowered her voice and asked tentatively.

"Handsome..."

During the first 100-meter test, Yuigahama Yui had been sitting cross-legged, blankly watching Kitakami Yoru for a long time.

In her mind, it was all the scene of Kitakami Yoru confessing to her at noon today.

In her ears, it was as if she had headphones on, constantly looping Kitakami Yoru's gentle confession.

The most terrifying thing was!

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