Chapter 143: Qingshan Li said

Is it lewd to keep a sexy photo a girl sent me on my phone and occasionally indulge in fantasies?

Qingshan Li looked at the photo Sakurako-senpai had sent him.

In the photo, she leaned forward, put down her phone, and seemed to be preparing to change clothes.

Her face wasn't visible, but from a perspective as if he were pressed close to her embrace, he could admire the youthful, graceful curves of the girl's figure.

The gap between her legs was within reach, as if he could just reach out and slip into it, his palm and back of hand simultaneously clamped by it.

As a physically and mentally healthy sixteen-year-old boy, Qingshan Li hesitated: delete it, or not?

It wasn't secretly filmed; as a collection, kept deep in the computer, legally and morally, there wasn't much wrong with it, right?

"Li."

Qingshan Li was startled, his breathing becoming hurried.

"Hmm?" He pretended to keep brushing his teeth.

"Are you and Miyase on good terms?" Outside the door, Ono Mika spoke hesitantly.

"Average." Qingshan Li smiled.

He took out his toothbrush and explained seriously: "Mihana, don't worry, I asked her to burn incense for Mom and Auntie; first, because she helped us; second, to ease the hatred in your and Miyuki's hearts—it doesn't matter whether the target of that hatred is her or not, what matters is you."

"Mm!"

Qingshan Li put the toothbrush back in his mouth.

Actually, there was also that he hoped Miyase Yaeko could be freed.

Through the opaque frosted glass, Ono Mika glanced at Qingshan Li: "Then I'll go rest first."

"Okay, good night."

"Good night."

Qingshan Li deleted the photo.

【Qingshan Li: Sakurako-senpai, don't send any more from now on.】

Friday, early morning.

Qingshan Li only did twenty minutes of calisthenics to get his body active, preparing for the upcoming marathon competition.

Strength, speed, stamina—all C; most people, even after training, could only reach such a level.

Not much strength, not fast speed, not enough stamina.

No matter how much he trained, he couldn't improve, or he lost the perseverance to keep training after a while.

This is what ordinary people are like.

Sports, things that seem like they'll definitely pay off as long as you train, ultimately still depend on talent.

It's like today's long-distance running competition.

At the start, whether it was Amane, who only had money at home, or Qingshan Li, who was so poor he could barely afford drinks, whether it was the Track and Field Club President or the Game Club otaku, they all started from the same starting line.

It looked fair.

The problem was before and after getting on the starting line.

Before: training environment, equipment, diet, etc.; after: willpower.

Talent includes will and constitution.

Qingshan Li confirmed his will was not bad, but he didn't know if his constitution could keep up.

He wanted to go see the scenery up front—strength, speed, stamina, all three A.

Would every move be very different? Did they deserve to be extraordinary?

At least full of energy every day?

Not to mention a Boeing 747, even a small helicopter crash should be survivable, right?

"My stomach started to hurt." On the train, Ono Mizuki leaned against her sister's embrace, her head just able to rest on Ono Mika's chest.

Probably because he'd been looking at Bass Sakurako's photos every day recently, Qingshan Li clearly felt he'd become lewd, his gaze always focusing on breasts, waist, hips, legs.

He hardly looked at faces anymore.

This wouldn't do.

It was time to leave the Sunny Band Club according to plan and head to the Athens Philosophy Research Club.

Although the Athens Philosophy Research Club wasn't exactly a good place for self-cultivation either.

"Um, please sit." A male student in another school's uniform stood up and gave his seat to Ono Mizuki.

"No, no!" Ono Mizuki waved her hands hurriedly, her sweet little face turning red.

"Thank you, but she's not physically unwell, it's because she's nervous." Qingshan Li explained.

"Oh." The boy didn't quite understand, or rather didn't want to understand, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally looking toward Ono Mizuki.

'I get it, she's very cute, right?' Qingshan Li silently agreed in his heart.

Wrong, this guy might also be looking at Ono Mika!

Even at the sister duo!

Qingshan Li embraced the two sisters without showing any emotion, turning it into Ono Mizuki leaning against Ono Mika, Ono Mika leaning against him.

After getting off the train, he could see many Kaimei students already wearing sportswear.

After gathering in the class, Akita Shio had the class committee distribute number tags.

"Everyone must pay attention to safety, don't leave the route; there are only five roads in total, but you must be careful."

"You must run along the inner lane of Akasaka Rikyu; there are guards along the way, and there are relatively few cars and people."

'Hello everyone, this is Kaimei Broadcasting Station.'

Only when the broadcast started did Akita Shio let them leave.

Qingshan Li pinned the number tag reading 'Year 2 Class 4 · Qingshan' to his chest.

Everyone left the classroom, walked out of the teaching building, and as a class group, came to the playground.

"Are you nervous? Asami I'm already so nervous I've clamped my legs shut, even though Asami I don't have to run~"

"The competition will officially start at nine o'clock, please gather quickly, everyone."

"This competition will be divided into male and female groups to start; five minutes after the men's group starts, the women's group will start."

"This broadcast will be live-streamed throughout; everyone can follow 'Kaimei High School Broadcasting Club' on tiktok."

"Through the live stream, you can listen to the latest news at any time; if you need help, you can also connect mic immediately. Teacher Kuze Oto of the infirmary is by my side and can provide remote guidance on the spot."

"Looking up close, Teacher Kuze Oto is indeed flawless. Teacher, how do you usually maintain yourself?"

"Use the most expensive skincare products; if that doesn't work, get plastic surgery." Kuze Oto replied.

". Uh, cough, also, this broadcast station will, through the student council officers, randomly interview everyone to add some fun to your long-distance running competition."

"If you discover anything interesting on the road, you can also share it actively, but you absolutely must not deviate from the route; please supervise each other."

The sports teacher glanced at his watch, having the air of a principal.

He picked up the whistle on his chest.

"Beep—" a long, sharp whistle sound.

On the playground, the students, noisy like ducks, gradually quieted down.

"Beep beep!" Short.

The boys walked forward to the starting line, while the girls stood to one side, cheering for the boys.

"Beep beep!"

Urging them, don't dawdle.

"Then I'll go first." Qingshan Li said to the Ono Sisters.

"Add oil!" Ono Mika clenched her fist and encouraged him with a smile.

"Don't let me catch up to you." In Ono Mizuki's mind, a scene of herself catching up to Qingshan Li seemed to have already appeared, laughing cheerfully.

"I'll catch up to you, more or less."

"Beep! Beep beep!"

Probably cursing at someone.

"Last year's long-distance running competition men's group first place was the already graduated Soccer Club Captain."

"This year, will the championship still belong to the Soccer Club? Or will the Track and Field Club reclaim their turf?"

"Or perhaps, a cultural club will rise unexpectedly?"

"Beep—"

The entire Kaimei High School fell into silence.

The sports teacher raised the starting gun.

"Bang!"

"Okay! Kaimei High School's 36th Long-distance Running Competition officially begins!"

"Add oil!" The girls shouted loudly with smiles.

Some boys waved their hands arrogantly.

The Ono Sisters and the members of Seiten Band stood together; not far away was Mikami Ai, and two steps beside her was Miyase Yaeko.

"Li, add oil!"

"Brother, add oil add oil!"

"Little brother Jun!" "Junior Student!" "Qing Shan Jun!"

They shouted too loudly; Qingshan Li smiled wryly, but still raised his hand and responded enthusiastically.

Making eye contact with Mikami Ai, the corner of her mouth seemed to curve into a smile, and yet seemed not to.

Looking at Miyase Yaeko, she nodded slightly to Qingshan Li, like confirming a signal.

Qingshan Li withdrew his gaze and stepped off the starting line.

"Sure enough, it's the Sports Clubs running at the very front."

"Someone has already left the school gate; the Track and Field Club is accelerating, and the Soccer Club is chasing after them; behind them are the Swimming Club members!"

"Oh? A letter received right at the start!"

"Class 3-4's Ono Mika student, if I get first place, please date me!"

"Should I say they're bold or timid? Confessing to the whole school, yet leaving no name."

The female group, who had not yet started, let out excited cheers like a rising tide.

Qingshan Li began to accelerate.

——System

Ono Mika has been confessed to by someone; who cares about any agreement or fairness anymore.

(Chapter End)