Love Comes After Learning

"Yeah!" The green hair band straightened for a moment, Clover braked urgently, jumped sideways, looked at the figure beside her, with her mouth wide open with a suspicious expression on her face.

"Asa, Asada-san will appear on the playground? Could it be that I'm hallucinating from running!?"

"I'm so rude. Although I'm not good at sports, it doesn't mean I can't do sports."

Asada stopped slowly with a flat expression, and looked back at her.

Even if he needs to sprint with all his strength for a certain distance, it is not difficult for him to catch up with Yotsuba who is jogging at a constant speed... It is just a bit difficult to pretend that nothing happened, and to control his breathing smoothly so as not to pant heavily, feeling that his lungs are fast It blew up.

"That's it..." Yotsuba glanced up and down at Asada's sportswear, and blinked a little curiously, but didn't ask any more questions, but pointed to the resting bench beside him, and started jogging on the spot, He smiled and said, "Student Asada is here to look for me, right? Wait for me, let me finish this lap and come back right away!"

As she spoke, she wanted to sprint away directly.

"Wait!" Asada quickly grabbed her hand, it was warm and wet with sweat, it was obviously slender but had incredible strength, fortunately he was prepared, stood firm, and was not taken away by her. Make a stagger.

"Eh? What's the matter?" Stopping again, Yotsuba looked back at him in surprise, her eyes stayed on the grasped wrist for a moment, then turned to Asada's face in the blink of an eye, and asked in doubt.

"Is it urgent?"

"There's no rush, but I suddenly have an idea." Saying such vague words, Asada showed a mysterious smile and let go of her hand.

Slowly putting her hands behind her back, Yotsuba tilted her head and stared at him.

Asada raised a finger and was about to speak, but met Yotsuba's calm sky-blue eyes. The clear and deep pupils that seemed to contain a whole starry sky suddenly came into view, which made his heart jump, and his eyes couldn't help but move. Move away.

Later, as if he was unwilling to be so simple, he made a tight eyebrow. He lock her eyes again and looked at it seriously.

This time, Yotsuba looked away as if nothing had happened.She looked at the sky, then at the runway, shaking her head casually, her face was still reddish after exercise.

—Oh, my victory.

Smiling childishly in his heart, Asada maintained a mysterious attitude, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"In order to prove that I am not a weak chicken who does not work hard, let's run a race."

While Yotsuba's eyes widened in surprise, he continued speaking with confidence in his words.

"From here on, whoever runs back to the starting point line first wins, and the loser must honestly answer a question from the winner."

Pointing to the white line marking fifty meters below his feet, Shinichi Asada raised his eyebrows provocatively.

"You won't be afraid to take over the 350-meter race, will you? Yotsuba."

"..." Clover was stunned, her inexplicable expression slowly disappeared, leaving only a piece of pure doubt, "...why?"

"If you want to ask a question, wait until you beat me." Move your body, take a few deep breaths, let the burning and dull pain in your chest dissipate a little, regardless of her standing still, Asada Get into a pre-running position.

"Whether you want to run or not, I will run anyway, and I will ask you questions after I win... This is my dictatorial challenge, and as the chairman of the forest school, I ask you to accept the challenge."

When he bent down, he said softly.

"...If it was that good old Yotsuba, he would never refuse my request."

Yotsuba's fingers moved and clenched into fists lightly.

Asada didn't give her time to react, he pressed his toes down hard to the ground, and at the same time read quickly.

"Prepare three two one... goodbye!"

then--

directly, rushed out

Chapter 140 From beginning to end, he can only come up with imperfect plans

Even if he is not good at sports, Shinichi Asada has his own way of running.

Through various sports materials, the running posture is adjusted to the most scientific and labor-saving state. The breathing and running rhythm are also imitated by articles written by professional athletes on blogs.

If you can't do it yourself, learn from someone who can do it; as long as you can imitate it to [-]%, it's no different from doing it yourself.

So he stepped on the ground and let his legs stagger forward on the red runway.

There was no joke, no distraction, he seemed to be running only because he wanted to, staring straight ahead, letting the scenery recede past him against the wind.

One step, ten steps, twenty steps.

The runway in front of him was blurred for a moment, and the tingling pain spread from his chest, like countless knives cutting through the surrounding nerves.

His face twitched, Asada kept walking, and continued to sprint forward with all his strength.

Although he was running in the most reasonable way, his consciousness suddenly became dizzy for a short time, his breathing gradually became uncomfortable, and his legs began to show signs of weakness and numbness.

He barely ran his head and calculated, and he only ran about fifty meters—was it because of chasing Yotsuba just now?

People who have not done strenuous exercise for a period of time will indeed have a period of discomfort if they suddenly start running without any warm-up. If it is more serious, rhabdomyolysis is more likely to occur afterwards.

In order to pretend nothing happened in front of Yotsuba, he used his acting skills to suppress the uncomfortable feeling, but now he couldn't restrain it anymore, and it exploded like pressing a bomb button.

So now, the instinct of the body issued a strong alarm, which made him slow down involuntarily, feeling the signal that his hands and feet were eager to rest.

Don't push it any further... There's no point in doing this kind of thing... You can get the same result the other way...

A voice from nowhere echoed in his mind, but Asada kept his eyes fixed and increased his speed again.

The sound of hard footsteps covered up the sound that shakes consciousness, and let the usual bravado support him to move forward.

Because someone was chasing him.

Tread-tap-

More rapid footsteps sounded behind him, and within a few seconds, they stood side by side with him for a moment.

Short shoulder-length hair fluttered, and the green ribbon swung back against the wind, like a flag marking victory.

The skin on the arms was fair and shiny, she was obviously such a petite and lovely girl, but her figure was like a cheetah running on the grassland, running vigorously and swiftly on the same level as him.

——The next moment, it went straight beyond the past.

"... Ha." Looking at Yotsuba who was getting farther and farther away from her in front of her, her passing side face had a serious and focused expression.

Even though he was powerless, Asada still laughed.

What a straightforward guy...

As long as it is a competition, you must not let the water go - especially when she sees him running so seriously, she will definitely feel so.

And since it is a race that must be taken seriously, as long as she starts the race, it means that she has accepted the conditions of victory or defeat—that is, if she loses, that pure and kind Yotsuba will answer his questions honestly.

This is a tacit agreement between the two parties, and her character is doomed that she will not be able to go back on her word.

This is also a psychological trap tailored by Asada Shinichi for Nakano Yotsuba, using her kindness and innocence to concoct the veritaserum.

He is both authoritarian and selfish. From this point of view, he is really no different from Fuutarou Uesugi.

In order to get the answer of "it's not bragging", to see the "real her", and to give herself a reason to "change for this", Asada came up with this little trick, and it was already half successful.

——The premise is that he must run past Yotsuba, so that all his efforts will not be in vain.

Yotsuba passed him at [-] meters.

At this moment, he was 110 meters away from the playground, and Yotsuba was getting farther and farther away from him, about 130 meters away, and gradually distanced himself from him.

In other words, she was only 270 meters away from the finish line.

Looking forward, at such a distance, no matter what, I can't catch up.

Comparing the speed of the two, one can tell without thinking that Shinichi Asada has absolutely no chance of winning this match.

——That's right, "to.forward.square.Overlook."hope" words!

Asada suddenly turned around, turned around and ran behind.

"If you can't do it physically, use your mind to win!"

With leaden footsteps dragging, each breath felt like burning his throat, but Asada grinned triumphantly like a villain, and looked into the distance.

The finish line was only 100 meters away from me.

The moment the situation reverses, victory is close at hand.

(Unexpectedly, this is my winning route, Yotsuba!)

...Although, to put it bluntly, it is just a simple word game and psychological induction.

"From here, whoever runs back to the starting line first wins"—but it didn't say whether to run forward or backward.

"You won't be afraid to take over the 350-meter race"—but he didn't say that he had to follow the 350-meter race.

The reason why she had to run forward for this distance first was to get Yotsuba hooked and prevent her from turning around and running with him in the first place.

If it is a serious game, "If you want to win no matter what" - it is reasonable to use some small tricks, and even people can't help admiring them.

If the rules are not stated in advance, means outside the rules will become the key to determining the outcome.

After being surprised, Yotsuba must have scratched her head and smiled wryly at her dull head, while accepting the defeat calmly, right?

After all, no matter what, Asada Shinichi's intellect is better than Nakano Yotsuba's physical strength—the result of this "real competition" is already an unquestionable fact.

All that is left is to run the 200-plus meters before she runs the 100-plus meters, and then receive a sincere answer from her.

No matter how weak Asada is, this level is still not difficult for him.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

75 meters.

Panting and sweating profusely.

fifty meters.

"Ho...ho...ho..."

It was difficult to breathe, the mouth was wide open, the nose was stretched uncomfortably, the eyes were black, the chest seemed to be stuffed with two balloons that were about to burst, and the two legs were tightly pulled by gravity, so heavy that it was difficult to lift.

Even so, Asada's eyes calmed down, and his body, which was indifferently manipulated by consciousness, ran towards the starting point mechanically like a puppet on a string.

25 meters.

He met eyes with Yotsuba who was only a hundred meters away.

"..." Yotsuba looked at him running in the opposite direction in surprise, she seemed to understand something, she showed a wry smile of admiration, and her pace began to slow down.

(Hey, this is not okay...)

Even though his steps were getting smaller and smaller, and even though his slow speed gradually approached the tortoise, Asada still ran forward step by step, the sweat dripping from his forehead soaked his hair, eyelids, and clothes.