Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 748 - 746: The Eldest Miss’s First Taste of the Cao Thief
The cool autumn wind blew across the soccer field, infused with the summer-like fervor of cheering parents and students.
Aozawa stood in the last position, his ears filled with the passionate commentary of the PE teacher, "Blue Team's Terao is running second towards the last baton!"
"Hey, Aozawa, for the sake of fairness, you better wait for me."
Hojo Tetsuji said nervously.
With their skills, if they started at the same time, Hojo Tetsuji felt his chances of winning were still high.
But if Aozawa started first, even by just a second, the outcome could become unpredictable.
This was something he had forgotten to consider earlier.
Watching as Red Team's Furusawa Kyoichiro took off, Aozawa was next.
Hojo Tetsuji suddenly realized how severe the issue was, as his teammates were not performing well.
In a relay race, being even one or two seconds slow could mean missing the championship.
Sports truly is a terrifying competition that does not tolerate mistakes!
Hojo Tetsuji was very nervous inside.
Aozawa said leisurely, "Tetsuji, don't whine, this is a competition, there's no such thing as camaraderie, only cold victory and defeat."
"Exactly, that's the essence of a competition."
Peter interjected from the side.
Hojo Tetsuji roared angrily, "Damn it, you're on the same team as me, why don't you do the relay with me?"
"How can a real man be content living under others, I'll only run the last baton!"
Peter replied confidently, not wanting to just be a stepping stone on Hojo Tetsuji's path to success.
Aozawa ignored them, extended his hand, and Terao Kanno shouted loudly, "Aozawa, catch the soul of man!"
Facing such a passionate statement, he gave no response, merely grasped the baton, both feet suddenly pushing off the ground, as if a deity of wind roared in his ears.
The thunderous sound widened Hojo Tetsuji's eyes, making him stomp anxiously in place, "Hurry up!"
A huge pressure approached from behind, Furusawa Kyoichiro's forehead was sweating as he ran with all his might.
Yet Aozawa still overtook him.
Hojo Tetsuji finally received the last baton as well.
"Ah!"
He let out a roar.
If not for the care of the plastic track, he might have even stomped it to pieces.
He charged forward like a mad bull.
At this moment, Hojo Tetsuji felt the burning soul described in mangas.
His soul was on fire!
His body kept closing in on Aozawa's figure.
Closer, closer!
As he widened his eyes, Aozawa crossed the finish line.
"The champion of the boys' relay race is Blue Team's Aozawa!"
As the PE teacher announced the result, Hojo Tetsuji also crossed the finish line.
"Damn it!"
Hojo Tetsuji roared, having clearly promised Little Sayuri to win the championship.
Yet he couldn't fulfill the promise made with Little Sayuri, determined to win next time.
He clenched his fist, while the boys of Blue Team rushed forward, lifting Aozawa high in the air, sharing the joy of victory.
Some discussions arose between students and parents.
"Aren't those two boys particularly amazing? Their speed seems unmatched even by Olympic athletes."
"Indeed, it seems they didn't take long for the 100 meters."
"Are today's students developing so dramatically?"
Morimoto Chiyoda listened to those conversations, a smile appearing on her face.
She loved hearing others praise Aozawa.
...
After the boys' relay race finished, it was lunchtime.
The whole campus was dotted with students and parents, as if picnicking, sitting casually by the road.
Phoenix Academy Maggie, carrying her lunchbox, felt like a ghost floating around campus.
Makoto's family came, Little Sayuri's family came, she couldn't possibly eat with them.
Although both invited her warmly, Phoenix Academy Maggie politely declined.
The girls could regard her as a friend, but adults might not.
She didn't want their parents to feel any tension or unease.
In the end, she arrived at the loners' sanctuary, the rooftop of the school building.
She pushed open the door.
The bright sunlight bathed the place, and a man and a woman sat on a floral cloth on the ground.
In front of the green protective net, the beautiful woman had her long black hair tied up, letting a strand by her left temple flit in the wind, "Ah! Isn't this Maggie, would you like to have lunch together?"
Morimoto Chiyoda extended the invitation.
Phoenix Academy Maggie didn't back down; she was never one to shy away. If the other party was inviting her, leaving would be admitting she was afraid to share a space with Morimoto Chiyoda?
"Of course, it's no problem."
Phoenix Academy Maggie maintained a calm expression as she carried her lunchbox forward. Through the green protective net, she saw people sitting below, like scattered litter, densely packed.
Aozawa moved aside slightly in advance; his expression unchanged, though his heart was tense.
He was very aware that as long as Maggie didn't accept Chiyoda, or Chiyoda didn't accept Maggie, he was going to have to be the buffer between them.
Try to ease the tension between the two, avoiding any major unpleasantness.
This is also the responsibility one must bear when having a harem.
"Maggie, your performance this morning was impressive, the Red Team is already leading the Blue and White Teams."
Aozawa, trying to prevent any awkward atmosphere, brought up the competition in conversation.
Phoenix Academy Maggie replied calmly, "It's nothing, really, it's quite ordinary."
"You don't need to be so modest. In this sports festival, both you and Aozawa have been outstanding."
Morimoto Chiyoda joined the conversation, eyes slightly narrowed with a hint of a smile, "It looks like tonight I can reward you properly~"
The sudden seductive look, the sultry voice, mixed with intense ambiguity.
Aozawa's heart leapt in an instant, not knowing how to respond, he could only put on a goofy smile reminiscent of Iroha, "Hehe."
Oh dear.
The atmosphere felt heavy, like a rock weighing on his heart.
Even facing thousands in the past didn't feel as pressuring as this moment for Aozawa.
Phoenix Academy Maggie clearly understood that Chiyoda's gentle words were a blatant provocation, suggesting how she planned to deal with Aozawa tonight.
Did they really think she was made of mud?
A flash of anger passed through her eyes, and with a resolute heart, she made a bold decision.
Phoenix Academy Maggie set down her bento, grasping Aozawa's shoulder with her right hand, she pulled him over sharply and as he leaned forward, she hooked his chin with her left hand.
Before Chiyoda, Phoenix Academy Maggie lowered her head, sealing Aozawa's mouth with a fierce kiss.
The girl's kiss was inexperienced, and with her current mood, it was full of intense anger.
Rather than kissing a beloved, it was as if she wanted to forcibly claim Aozawa, dragging him back to be locked in the basement as her starstruck prisoner!
Morimoto Chiyoda's pupils flashed with surprise, she hadn't expected the girl to so brazenly respond with action.
A gentleman uses words, not force... but this might still be using the mouth.
Her mind raced with chaotic thoughts.
Aozawa's eyes widened as he looked at the face so close to his, her fair skin flawless even up close, making one marvel at the sight.
Her long lashes like ink-bathed jade.
Yet, those eyes once filled with rage gradually turned misty upon realizing what she had done.
Even her domineering demeanor softened somewhat.
Much like an angry husky clutching a tiger's neck, feeling awkward and unsure of what to do.
Phoenix Academy Maggie knew what should come next but was too shy to do such things in front of Chiyoda.
Aozawa endeavored to deepen the kiss, but the sensation was like an intense electric shock, causing Maggie's body to recoil instantly.
The touch of his tongue on her lips felt electrifying, making Maggie's body quiver and her heart pound fiercely.
Still, she tried not to show any unusual signs on her face, saying calmly, "I think Aozawa's performance deserves an immediate reward."
Her tone was gentle, her gaze provocatively meeting Chiyoda's across.
Seeing the gloom on her face, Maggie couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction.
Although the imagined scene of her first kiss didn't match the current setting, she had no regrets.
In fact, she felt particularly elated.
The sensation was just too splendid!
"The sky is really blue today."
Aozawa tried to brush off the recent sensation, tilting his head back in an attempt to shift the topic and relieve the tension.
Morimoto Chiyoda's gloominess vanished suddenly, she smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, today is a great day."
The conversation shifted then to the weather, and subsequently to the next sports festival events and major international happenings.
Phoenix Academy Maggie, afraid of her heart bursting with embarrassment, avoided looking at Aozawa, going along with the topics.
On the surface, the atmosphere seemed harmonious.
Aozawa sighed with relief, thrilled as he was to have received Maggie's first kiss.
However, in front of Chiyoda, it felt slightly daunting.
It was a relief there was no major conflict erupting.
Aozawa sighed in relief.
...
In the courtyard.
Ayatsuki Ayaka sat on the lawn, excitedly saying, "Today, the White Team is sure to win.
We're just two points behind for now. In the afternoon events, as long as we keep it up and reach the final cavalry battle of the sports festival.
Win that cavalry battle, and we'll earn five points!
Then, we can turn the tables in one fell swoop!"
"Indeed, for the cavalry battle, you paired with Shouko make a strong duo."
Takahashi Saeko did not deny her statement, analyzing only from the perspective of physical capabilities.
Two individuals who passed four rounds of trials joining forces are certainly stronger than one on their own.
Ayatsuki Ayaka was acknowledged, her expression even more triumphant, "Sister Ayaka, do you have anything to say now?"
Ayaka rolled her eyes at her, responding sharply, "Don't pop the champagne at half-time, it's better to wait until you win the championship to celebrate."
"Hehe."
Ayatsuki Ayaka chuckled, choosing to celebrate early partly out of fear she might not have the chance to boast after the match, so she might as well bask in the joy of a preemptive victory nod now.
After all, while talking confidently, she still felt somewhat uncertain.
Aozawa and the class president are members of the Blue Team.
Their pairing against herself and Hojo Shouko made the odds seem daunting from any angle.
