My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected, Vol. 10 by Wataru Watari and Ponkan 8

My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected, Vol. 10 by Wataru Watari and Ponkan 8

Author:Wataru Watari and Ponkan 8 [Wataru Watari and Ponkan 8]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2020-10-21T00:00:00+00:00


I got through half of the distance of the run, rotting along by myself and warming up my hamstrings. Heke! No wait, that’s Hamtaro…

This class endurance run was a distance of four kilometers. We were circling around the outer circumference of the school. Wahhh… If I go around and around, I’m gonna turn into butter…

With such incredibly stupid thoughts as I ran, I eventually caught up to the middle group. I had about average endurance, thanks to riding my bicycle to school every day.

Yes, it was the middle group, but aside from the front-runners and those who wanted to get this over with as fast as possible to take a long break, nobody was motivated here. I’d include this stratum in the back half, overall.

There, I found Tobe and his buddies.

If sports team guys were running like they normally would, they’d be getting way better times. I didn’t even need to bother checking to see they were also half-assing the run.

They were casually chatting, occasionally smacking each other’s shoulders or jabbing each other’s heads, or doing pointless short sprints to compete, teasing each other good-naturedly. If I were a pigtailed class rep character, I’d be telling them off: Hey! You boys should take this seriously! and they’d snap back at me like, Shut up, ugly! and make me cry, and then at the end-of-run meeting, they’d get shamed for it. Can someone show me some appreciation for not being a pretty pigtailed class rep girl?

But it was just the usual three stooges there fooling around: Tobe, Yamato, and Ooka, and I didn’t see Hayama.

Perfect.

There was something I wanted to ask these guys.

Intently stalking these three clowns—Three for the Landfill, if you will—I ran behind them. But I couldn’t quite find the right moment to talk to them since we were running. Kidding! Hachiman just lied to himself! I wouldn’t have been able to find the right moment if they’d been standing still!

There’s not really any streetlights, so this is kind of hard… I was like a Rockbomb, wasting my turns doing nothing, when Tobe stopped running.

“You guys can go on without me!” he called to Ooka and Yamato, then crouched down. It looked like he was tying his shoe.

Nice, the guy who’s easiest to talk to has stayed behind for me.

“Hey.”

“Whoa!”

When I stood behind Tobe and addressed him, he tipped over on the ground like he was trying to break a fall, then turned back to me. “Ah, geez, it’s Hikitani. If you were there, then say so. You startled the hell outta me.”

Uh, that was kinda much for just being startled… Well, ignoring Tobe’s grumbling, guess I’ll just go and ask what I wanted to ask. “Hayama isn’t with you?”

“Nah. He’s taking this seriously. He won last year, so people have serious expectations for him.”

“Hmm…” Is that right?

The only division in our school marathon was between boys and girls, which meant that if Hayama had won last year, he’d also beat the older grades. Of course he’d be a favorite this year.



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