Chapter 285

A small number of girls who were relatively timid, shy, or had boyfriends.

Gathered together, they were also discussing Kitakami Yoru, this handsome guy who had suddenly lost weight.

The heat didn't decrease at all!

"Kitakami-san..."

Kato Megumi, who had similar feelings to those boys, frowned slightly.

She wasn't jealous that Kitakami Yoru was good-looking.

She was dissatisfied that her friend was surrounded by a group of girls, snatching away what felt like it belonged to her.

Didn't she see Kitakami Yoru looking impatient and not liking it?

"Can't you move aside and let me through?"

"Hmph!"

The more Kato Megumi looked, the more dissatisfied she became, puffing out her cheeks and humming lightly.

At noon, she invited Kitakami Yoru to have lunch together, but it failed!

"The time Kitakami-san can spend with me is getting less and less..."

Kato Megumi couldn't help but think fearfully.

Not dating or communicating for a long time.

Feelings will fade... from very good, close friends to nodding acquaintances...

It's not strange at all.

Kitakami Yoru has become popular, and the things he comes into contact with are different; sooner or later, he will get further and further away from her.

"I only have Kitakami-san as a friend..."

"If he has one less, it shouldn't be much for him..."

Kato Megumi thought worriedly.

"Tch, what's so good to look at, hehe~"

Suddenly, a sneer from behind caught the girl's attention.

Turning her head, it was a normal otaku with thick bangs and black-framed glasses.

13: Yui, do you like Kitakami-san?

Kato Megumi maintained her posture of turning her head and sized up Aki Tomoya.

Annoying!

This was her first reaction.

Kato Megumi rarely had friends; her personality was relatively flat and casual, and she rarely hated others.

Aki Tomoya counted as one.

Remembering before, the other party made a big noise, bumped into her rudely, and even stepped on her foot.

The indifferent girl stood up silently and sat a little further away.

Her gaze, however, didn't leave Aki Tomoya.

Because she discovered that Aki Tomoya was looking at Kitakami Yoru's direction, his lips moving constantly; he definitely wasn't saying anything good.

"Aki-san is still bad-mouthing Kitakami-kun behind his back, this person..."

Kato Megumi disliked Aki Tomoya even more.

"However, Kitakami-kun has become super popular..."

"Next group, get ready."

The PE teacher shouted from afar.

"I'm about to start the test, please let me out."

Kitakami Yoru waved his hands, squeezed out of the wall of people, and stood on the track.

What exactly is going on?

Surrounding him, asking for contact information, there are notes and love letters in his shoe locker and desk every day.

Suddenly becoming so popular with girls, Kitakami Yoru was very unaccustomed to it.

"Warm up and twist your feet first, ten-second countdown."

The PE committee member on the side reminded him.

Kitakami Yoru looked at the finish line and then at the classmates in the group next to him.

A group of eight people ran together.

Just right, next to him were Tobe Kakeru and Hayama Hayato.

"Enemies on a narrow road..."

Kitakami Yoru had never forgotten that Tobe Kakeru had targeted him for no reason twice before.

"Ten... nine... eight..."

The countdown on the side started, Kitakami Yoru withdrew his mind and gradually tensed up.

Those girl students who had surrounded him just now stood at the very edge of the track, in a long row.

Basically, they were all cheering for Kitakami Yoru, and discussing his looks, how handsome and good-looking he was.

Kitakami Yoru heard it and was afraid himself, feeling annoyed.

Not to mention the others around him.

For example, Hayama Hayato; he was a relatively well-known handsome guy in Xiuzhiyuan, but he had never enjoyed such treatment.

He was still okay, but the one who felt the most uncomfortable was Tobe Kakeru, whose face had turned green.

From the corner of his eye, he secretly observed Ebina Hina not far away, who was actually cheering for Kitakami Yoru.

"Damn it, this Kitakami Yoru..."

With three seconds left in the countdown, Tobe Kakeru glanced at Kitakami Yoru unhappily.

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

The countdown ended!

Kitakami Yoru had long been holding his breath.

The moment the voice fell, his body's instinct reacted, and he flew out!

The people around him also followed immediately, the reaction time between them being less than a second.

This is a physical fitness test, not a PE exam, but one still needs to go all out!

Kitakami Yoru wasn't good at sprinting and had never practiced it at all.

His lung capacity was also gradually practiced during weight loss.

Within the first few seconds of starting, everyone was basically on the same level.

Forty or fifty meters away, the gap gradually widened!

Kitakami Yoru was originally in first place, and the wind resistance of the fast sprint made him almost unable to open his eyes.

The side of the track was full of screams for him.

The next second.

Hayama Hayato slightly overtook Kitakami Yoru, reaching first place, heading straight for the finish line.

Countless sighs and sounds of regret came out.

Several figures flashed by one after another.

Kitakami Yoru ran a second place, and the large group of girls on the sidelines expressed regret and surrounded him again.

The situation is wrong!

Shouldn't they be screaming and cheering for Hayama, who ran first?

"Phew phew..."

Hayama Hayato held his knees, bending over and panting.

Just a little bit, half a body length, and his first place would have been handed over to someone else.

"I'm a striker, a shadow striker who needs high-speed insertion for scoring opportunities..."

"How can he, a dead fat otaku who just lost weight, run so fast?"

Panting heavily, Hayama Hayato looked back at Kitakami Yoru in shock.

If Kitakami Yoru had practiced soccer since he was a child, he would probably be the next Gareth Bale, Owen, Mbappé...