Chapter 29

The indoor swimming pool specially established in Xiuzhiyuan was comparable to a large swimming pool in a luxury hotel.

The specially hired female swimming teacher commanded everyone to line up.

Because he was tall, Kitakami Yoru stood in the last row, at the very edge.

The teacher first let them warm up, said some precautions, and then let Kitakami Yoru and the others go to the locker room to change clothes.

"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide forever."

Kitakami Yoru followed at the end of the boys' team with a dejected face and walked into the locker room.

Just treat it as weight loss; swimming is a very good aerobic exercise.

The boys' locker room was very noisy, and when changing clothes, it was inevitable to have some small movements.

After taking off their tops, everyone started comparing their physiques.

You touch my abs, I pinch your triceps, and soon they were bustling and gathered together.

Kitakami Yoru was in the very corner, glanced at where he was looking, and struggled to put on the loose swimming trunks uniformly issued by the school.

Tied the rope, fastened the buttons.

Suddenly, the group of people at the locker room entrance gathered into a ball and erupted into a neat cheer.

Even the girls' locker room next door heard it.

"Mine is the biggest!"

"No, mine is clearly the biggest!"

"You're farting; yours can't even be seen."

"Hahaha~"

A burst of laughter rang out again.

Kitakami Yoru knew what they were comparing, covered his pants, and wanted to slip past from the side.

The result didn't go as planned; Tobe Sho put both hands on Kitakami Yoru's shoulders, pushed him sneakily, and together with the people around him, pushed Kitakami Yoru into the human circle.

Almost all the boys were gathered here.

In the very center of the circle.

A quarter-foreign mixed-race boy, who looked ordinary, was now looking at Hayama Hayato very proudly and triumphantly, with faint mockery in his eyes.

Hayama Hayato smiled awkwardly, and in his heart, he cursed Tobe Sho.

Originally, they were comparing muscles; he was in the soccer club, and his muscle lines and everything were quite good.

Later, I don't know who started the commotion, and they started comparing dignity.

Actually, everyone is of the same race, and their development is about the same; comparing through loose swimming trunks doesn't compare anything.

As a result, a mixed-race classmate killed his way out, standing out, obviously not on the same level.

It made Hayama Hayato very embarrassed; usually, relying on his excellent appearance and sunny personality, he had always been the boy with the highest status in the class.

Unexpectedly, compared in the locker room, he instantly fell into a disadvantage.

27: Wow, super Tyrannosaurus Rex

The noisy sound subsided as Kitakami Yoru was pushed into the circle by someone with a heart.

Because Kitakami Yoru didn't fit in, and he was also a thief who stole stockings and panties.

"Ore wa the strongest legend..."

The mixed-race classmate suddenly shouted in a chuunibyou way and immediately turned to face Kitakami Yoru.

It ignited everyone's fighting spirit and atmosphere again!

The locker room became noisy again.

"Hey hey, Kitakami-san, don't cover your pants." Tobe Sho stood in the crowd and kept inciting.

"Yes, yes, take your hand away."

"......."

The attention was all focused on Kitakami Yoru.

Hayama Hayato breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this; finally, no one was paying attention to him.

Kitakami Yoru hesitated, covered his pants tightly, and glanced at Tobe Sho quickly.

It seems that he was the one who pushed him in?

Wanting to use this to mock him and make him lose face?

"Kitakami-san, don't be afraid; everyone won't laugh at you, it's fine!" Tobe Sho laughed loudly, his voice overwhelming everyone.

When he said it, he looked harmless.

Kitakami Yoru knew that the other party was here to regain the face he had lost.

Other boys also started to stir up trouble.

Simply, Kitakami Yoru took his hand away.

Looking at Tobe Sho with a calm expression, he retorted sarcastically: "Everyone won't laugh at Tobe-san either, right?"

As the words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Kitakami Yoru.

In the girls' locker room next door, the girls suddenly stopped their movements and looked suspiciously at the boys' locker room next door.

It was still noisy just now.

The next second, it was like a faucet that had been tightened, silent without a drop of water.

"Gulp..."

A boy looked at the mineral water bottle in his hand and suddenly felt it was a bit small.

"Tobe-san, everyone won't laugh at you." Kitakami Yoru puffed out his belly and glanced faintly at Tobe Sho's swimming trunks.

Tobe Sho's face was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.

He was mocked by Kitakami Yoru, whom anyone in school could step on, but he couldn't refute it out of inferiority and shame.

The hardware was far inferior to Kitakami Yoru's power!

After saying this, Kitakami Yoru ignored the surprise and envy of all the boys present.

He covered his swimming trunks again and wanted to walk out.

The people gathered at the door automatically separated a path for Kitakami Yoru, who was physically large in all aspects, to barely pass through.

They watched Kitakami Yoru walk out, their movements stiff like robots.

After someone went out, the fight in the locker room ended.

Everyone scattered in inferiority, with expressions of deep taboo on their faces.

That mixed-race boy also lowered his head obediently, appearing very quiet.

Walking out of the boys' locker room, Kitakami Yoru lowered his head and dawdled to the poolside.

This huge swimming pool was rectangular and almost as big as a soccer field.

Kitakami Yoru thought, if he stayed quietly on the side, no one would notice him, right?

While testing the water temperature with his feet, Kitakami Yoru observed his surroundings.

Not far away.

His seatmate Miura Yumiko was wearing a school swimsuit that seemed a size too small and very tight, supporting her plump figure.

Dazzling blonde hair scattered behind her head, exquisite and fair collarbones, a flat belly, and those long, bony, snow-white beautiful legs.

Below were a pair of petite, exquisite jade feet, dotted with light blue nail polish.

Tall figure, appearance...

"What are you doing?"

Miura Yumiko glared at Kitakami Yoru fiercely.

Her sharp eyes were like a sharp scraper.

"I just accidentally saw it." Kitakami Yoru explained quickly and lowered his head.

"Hmph hmph, don't show me a lewd expression!"

"Strange, why haven't the people in the boys' locker room come out yet? What were they discussing just now?"

Miura Yumiko rolled her pretty eyes, glanced at the boys' locker room, and jumped into the swimming pool.

"Hu~"

Kitakami Yoru exhaled and patted his chest.

And he was a bit worried.

Because it looked like, no...