[Comprehensive] Martyrdom is not a good civilization

The spring sports meeting is a rare time for students to rest. Diguang has relatively loose requirements for academic performance, but if you can’t even pass it—say goodbye to all subsequent activities.

The basketball game hadn't started in the morning, and May sent a message saying that I could go directly to the pre-game lounge.

"Sakuradani!" Kise Ryota stood in a small corner outside the basketball hall and waved to me. His impressive height and bright hair color were very eye-catching.

I raised my peaked cap that was blocking my view: "Why is Ryota here, you should be in the pre-match lounge now."

"I'm here to pick up Kosakura Valley. Komomoi said he would ask you to help make sliced ​​lemons, in case you would get tired." Kise Ryo smiled shyly, like a little sun.

Seeing such a smile makes me feel better.

The two boxes of lemon slices are not heavy in themselves, and I didn't refuse the offer: "Well, thank you."

"Wow!" Kise Ryota took it and hugged it in his arms. The yellow lemon slices soaked in honey water looked sweet, and his expression sparkled vividly. "Sakuradani is a savior!"

Knocking on the door of the athletes' lounge, Kise Ryota followed me, and I saw Wuyue puffing her face dissatisfied at the black-skinned monster at a glance.

"Can you eat it? You want me to die, May!"

"Qingfeng, what are you thinking? I didn't take revenge on you because you skipped class last time and I went out to catch you, but your credits were deducted!"

"I... didn't talk about it." Aomine Daiki's angry voice weakened visibly to the naked eye.

"Cough." I cough lightly.

"Xiao Ling, you're here." Wu Yue held a bento box in her hand, and there were several whole lemons floating in the box, which seemed to be slowly emitting black air.

"Well, you have worked hard." In various senses.

Beside Wuyue's childhood sweetheart, Qingfeng Dahui, covered his face, sitting on a chair exuding a breath of collapse.

Midorima Shinjuro wrapped the bandages on his hands calmly and held a beautiful girl's magic wand by his hand. When he saw me coming in, he hid the magic wand behind his back.

Hong Cunxiu spit out his soul and lay on the table, his whole body showing a petrified grayish white.

Atsushi Murasakihara bit the yummy stick and pretended not to hear May, and ran to me when he saw me coming in.

"Sakura, the moon girl is so scary, did you bring something delicious?" The two-meter-tall person looked down on me from above, no matter how I looked at it, it looked like a school bully looking for trouble for a thin and bully female classmate.

"There are no delicious ones, only one sugar." I am also a sweet tooth lover. The best way to pass the boring time alone is to eat desserts, whether it is cakes or candies.

Since the candies are so portable, I often keep a couple of them in my pocket, and they do wonders for irritability.

Today is wave soda flavor.

"Oh, okay." Atsushi Ziyuan took it in disgust, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tsk, don't eat it if you don't like it, kid.

As a result, except for Akashi who sat safe and sound with a face of time and peace, the others all looked like their souls were out of their bodies.

In fact, I seriously suspect that Wuyue has some misunderstandings about cooking. She is a magical girl who cooks together because lychee and pumpkin are delicious.

I don't know what the pre-match atmosphere is like in other teams, but our Diguang basketball team is really unique in being so relaxed.

This year's spring sports meeting is jointly organized by several nearby middle schools, and it lasts for two days today and tomorrow.When I walked out of the basketball hall, the results of the game were basically a foregone conclusion. The Diguang basketball team surpassed more than half of the opposing team with a crushing attitude.

After delivering the sliced ​​lemons, I returned to the field of my class. Yuan Gongqian was already sitting on the steps of the playground, guarding the energy supply of the class athletes.

The loan run is the last of all the sports in the morning. After the game, I just have lunch.

"The borrowing and running project is in the afternoon, we have to get ready!"

"What preparations should I make for this?" I thought about the process of borrowing something to run, "Pray to heaven to be illuminated by Ouguang and get a simple lottery?"

"Hmm... makes sense?"

Speaking of which, from kindergarten to now, except for group activities, I have basically never participated in sports.

As a senior salted fish sprinkled with salt, being able to participate in sports this time is really a shake of salt.

A cordon was drawn up at the edge of the runway, Yuan Gongqian and I sat on the top of the playground steps, not far away was a tall camphor tree, which was blooming and hadn’t produced fruit yet, the cool smell of the branches and shadows fell on the ground. On the body, I feel very comfortable.

On the reddish-brown track, athletes with placards on their chests had serious expressions, and following the referee's order, they rushed out like arrows off the string.

"Come on! Kusawa-kun!"

"Matsuyama-san, I like you! Come on!"

Those who were serious about cheering up, those who confessed indiscriminately, were submerged in the screams, and no one could hear them clearly.

"Mr. Chengwu is confessing to his girlfriend again." Yuan Gongqian whispered into my ear, her tone a little envious.

"Huh? Are you already a boyfriend and girlfriend?" The first leg of the four-by-100-meter relay is very important, and Songshan ran the first leg. He is small and fair-skinned, and he ran fast, surpassing the other groups by a big cut.

Seeing Chengwu cheering on Songshan with a fanciful face, I thought he was chasing her.

"Yeah, we've been together since the beginning of school this year, and Chengwu Kingdom has been chasing Matsuyama-san for a year."

"That's it." I'm not very sensitive to these things, and the sources of information are usually from Yuan Gongqian.

I don't know how long such a passionate and pure feeling can last.

The first step in the borrowing competition is to draw lots to see what your target item is - if it is a classmate's signature pen or something, it's okay, but if it's the principal's stinky socks, it's not so good.

The paper slips were neatly folded and stuffed in opaque colored balls, and the box containing the balls was made of glass, which looked like a lottery activity in a shopping mall.

The color of the ball can be chosen by yourself, I took a black one at random.

The small ball is very delicate, there is no pattern on it, but it is painted with kaomoji, -. -+ It's cheap and kind of cute.

There is a slit in the center of the ball, which can be unscrewed with a little force.

"My God! The thing with blue and white stripes, how can I find it? I can only think of fat times with blue and white stripes!"

"Subject's lip marks? What if I don't have a girlfriend!"

There was wailing all around, and my hand holding the ball trembled slightly.Although I know that all the target items in the loan competition are approved by the owner of the item.

But, what if I get something that shouldn't be drawn, or I can't find the right owner of the item.

I was anxious even before the game started.

"Ayako, what do you need to borrow?" Yuan Gongqian handed over her note, "I am the head teacher's notebook."

The head teacher is a middle-aged woman who is serious in class and very tolerant to students. Qian's task is not difficult.

The European spirit of my little friend encouraged me, and I opened the note: "Let me take a look... a bunch of purple hair?"

Purple hair, except for Atsushi Murasakihara, I don’t know anyone with purple hair. It is said that the hair color of the first army in the basketball team basically corresponds to the name.

It's not a low-level lottery, but it's very difficult to cut Dun's hair. Should I bribe him with some snacks?

The method is feasible, but there is not enough time.

Everyone has to register the contents of the slips drawn, so I can only consider drawing a big cake for Dun.

"Xiaoling! We're here to cheer you on!"

"Sakura Valley, come on!"

Momoi Wuzuki stood on the high platform of the playground, put her hands around her mouth and cheered me on.

Kise Ryota, who was standing behind Wuyue, also followed suit. A few people I was familiar with all came, probably because they were soft-spoken?Even the most rebellious and lazy Qingfeng Dahui stood beside Wuyue peacefully.

Except Atsushi Murasakihara.

Yes, except...

Wow, I made delicious food for you for nothing, it's unreliable at critical moments!

I waved at them and May jumped down the steps laughing.

"Is Xiaoya nervous?"

"Where is Dun? Where is he?" I shook my head, the little bit of nervousness before had disappeared long ago, and now I feel miraculously excited.

"What did Xiao Ling ask Xiao Zi for? The task she got was related to Dun?"

"Maybe? The only one I know with purple hair is Don." I showed May the note.

"That's right, he's right, Dun went to a small shop to buy delicious sticks, and said it was for your encouragement?" Wu Yue patted me on the shoulder, "At that time, the sports department came to ask Dun if he could use his hair as a project One, we all thought it would be a dead sign."

"Don't you want to?" It is reasonable to ask for the consent of the owner of the item before it can be included in the competition.

"Not really, because of Xiao Zi's size, many students are afraid to get close to her. In fact, I'm not very good at getting along with Xiao Zi in terms of personality."

"That's right." I nodded understandingly.

"Ayako, let's start!"

"Come on~"

Wuyue clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture to me.

The referee announced that the borrowing game had officially started, and the crowded playground suddenly boiled.

"The second button on the chest of the vice president of the student council is Akashi-kun... How can I stay in the basketball club in the future!"

I glanced at the boy who reported his headache and cried, and felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in my heart. I am different from you scumbags. My task is super simple and I don’t need to contribute my shame!

"The selfie of the person I like, just to take the opportunity to confess to Takahashi-kun, it's really great!"

There was a young lady next to her who jumped three feet high, clutching a small piece of paper as happily as a three-year-old baby.

"Aomine-kun! Can you lend me your magazine?"

"Huh? It's impossible for Xiao Mai to give up to a rival in love, so give up!"

"I'll give it to Aomine-kun in the basketball club for the next issue and the next issue, how about it?"

"Um……"

"I'll cover the next issue too!"

Qing Feng reluctantly agreed: "All right."

Oh man.

And I ran to the small shop without squinting.I believe that with Atsushi Murasakihara's size, he must be able to see it from a long distance.

The crowd dispersed and searched for their targets in various places in the school, but there were no people in the usually lively small shop.

Haizaki, who came out of the small shop, held a pack of cigarettes in his hand. He took out one and took a puff. The gray-white smoke was lingering. I can't describe the smell of nicotine burning, but it smells bad anyway.

I couldn't bear the smell of cigarettes, so I walked around Haizaki and prepared to leave.

"Oh, isn't this Kise's girlfriend?"

The smell of smoke made me a little irritable, I covered my nose and frowned: "Girlfriend? Haizaki-san, are you awake?"

"Oh, I didn't catch up." Haizaki threw down the cigarette and crushed it with his toes, and smiled frivolously at me, "Do you want to think about me, Sakuradani--"

"...I still have something to do, goodbye."

If it's not more important than the borrowing competition, I really want to ask you if you have a big brain and a cat cake?

"Humph."

Haizaki snorted and didn't do anything else.

Dun is not in the small shop, so he should go to the playground to find me. The mobile phone is not on the body for the convenience of exercise, but calling someone is considered cheating, right?

Ah, I don't want to leave, I'm tired.

"Sakura! Here!"

Atsushi Ziyuan stood at the corner not far from the small shop with various snacks in his arms, and he ate happily with his cheeks puffed out.

"Why are you standing here, Don?"

"Huang Zai just called and asked me to wait for you at the same place. Here, I'll give you my hair."

Atsushi Murasakihara bent down indifferently, and turned his head to face me with his little braid.

"Wait, you stand there."

Atsushi Murasakihara was standing, and I stepped on the small stone bench decorated in the campus, reaching out just enough to pull down his little Jiujiu.

A few strands of purple hair were wrapped around the solid-color hairband, and I carefully smoothed it down and wrapped it in a napkin.

Only dropped two, not enough.But Dun's hair volume is really enviable.

I rumpled Atsushi Murasakihara's hair and straightened it out a little bit, carefully putting away the fallen hair.

"Aren't you alright, Sakura, I'm so sleepy."

"Okay, okay, don't move, I'll tie it up for you!"

"Oh."

A handful, a dozen or so hairs count as a handful, right?

Originally, I wanted to cut off a strand, but thinking about Dazai's bangs, I might as well forget about it.Dun is a good baby, he didn't deserve to be poisoned by me.

"Congratulations to Xiao Ling for winning the ranking!"

"Thanks to Ryota's call this time, otherwise I might miss it with Atsushi. But..."

There are not only small prizes for the top [-] in the loan competition, but also a group photo after the competition.

The 20 people lined up according to their rankings, each holding their own prize - a big red flower. From left to right, the higher the ranking, the bigger the red flower. A brilliant headmaster.

Tsk, hot chicken principal, I wish you to lose all your hair as soon as possible!