Ome Quartet of Snow Country

Chapter 317 Passion and Boredom
Prefectural Tsuga, Gymnasium.

boom!boom!
The basketball bounced twice on the ground, and then returned firmly to Naruse's hands.

Glancing at the boys from Class A standing in front of him, he jumped up slightly, as if he was about to throw himself.

And the basket is still far away.

Is it possible to hit this far...

Several people subconsciously shifted their sights, and when the basketball was about to be released, Naruse suddenly turned his wrist, and the flying basketball fell into the hands of Masayoshi Kobayashi on the right.

Got fooled again!

Several people immediately went to surround Kobayashi, and he dribbled the ball, without any intention of breaking through the encirclement, and passed the ball to Naruse who had already moved to the middle distance.

boom!
After receiving and dribbling the ball, the opponent's defensive player kept staring at him, and then immediately approached him.

boom!
Naruse strode away, and while his body was drifting, he aimed at the basket and directly threw the basketball in his hand.

Bang!
The basketball hit the board and fell straight into the net.

"Entered—"

The girl next to her suddenly screamed, which startled Sen Jian.

"Ah, Naruse is amazing!"

"Calm down……"

Glancing over at Naruse, who was smiling and high-fiving his teammates, Morimi waved the badminton racket in his hand, and looked at Ogasawara on the other side of the net.

"Let's keep practicing."

"Ah good."

She also looked at the basketball court, but she was not staring at Naruse who just scored a goal, but Kobayashi who provided a key assist.

The two people here continued to practice, while the boys on the basketball court were going to rest for a while.

They've been fighting for a while.

After politely rejecting the water offered by some girls in class A, Naruse walked to the sidelines, took a sip from his water glass, and let out a deep breath.

After the start of registration for the sports meeting, until June, the physical education class becomes the time for students to practice their respective sports.

And for Naruse, who has no time to practice cooperation with his teammates after school these days, it is even more valuable training.

After taking another sip of water, he put down the water glass, wiped the sweat that was about to flow into his eyes, and looked around the gymnasium.

On the other side of the badminton court, Morimi and Ogasawara hit the badminton back and forth slowly, without any apparent intensity.

So easy, is it still practice?

"Don't be beaten and cried by then..."

After all, there is also a women's badminton club in the Tianjin High Sports Department. There is no reason not to sign up for this kind of competition.

But it's not his turn to worry about others, after all, the opponent he has to face is even stronger - according to Itoxiong, three of the men's basketball team in Class E of the second year are the main members of the Tianjin High Men's Basketball Team.

Just hope they don't get drawn in the first round of draws...

Hikaru Takikawa, who is also in class E, signed up for the women's 100-meter track and field event because he was a teacher and did not sign up for women's basketball.

【"...The teacher came to ask me, but after thinking about it carefully, running is easier and less labor-intensive. I told him that no one in class E can play except me, and he didn't enroll in women's basketball... Running is much easier. Run once in the preliminaries on the first day, and run again in the finals on the second day, and then it's over."】

Thinking of what she said yesterday after school, Naruse was a little moved, but he didn't think of it at the time, and it's too late to regret it now.

"Narase, let's practice for a while more." After a short break, his teammates greeted him.

"it is good."

Naruse returned to the court and, together with his four teammates from Class A basketball team, once again faced the Class B basketball team who had physical education class together today.

boom!boom!
The sound of basketball hitting the ground and the sound of sneakers stopping abruptly on the floor can be heard endlessly, echoing in the huge gymnasium.

clap clap-

Outside the gymnasium, the sound of rain continued.

After another half an hour, the bell rang, and the physical education get out of class was over.

After playing basketball for almost the whole class, Naruse was steaming and sweaty.

Just as he was about to go to the shower room of the gymnasium to take a shower, Mori came and stopped him.

"Wow - what a strong smell of sweat." She covered her nose.

"Then why are you here?"

Naruse waved to several teammates waiting for him, motioning them to go first.

"Give me the cup." She held out her hand, "I'll help you take it back to the classroom."

Naruse opened it again and took a sip before giving her the water glass.

"Go and wash it, it stinks to death." She said again.

Naruse smiled, wiped the sweat off his brow, turned around and followed a few teammates.

"..."

Looking at his back, Morimi took a deep breath.

Very strong sweat smell...

It's all his taste.

"One leaf?" Ogasawara called her from the other side.

"coming."

Senjian trotted over, Ogasawara glanced at the water glass in her hand, just smiled and said nothing.

Leaving the gymnasium, the rain outside still hasn't stopped.

"Why hasn't the rain stopped...it's not the rainy season yet." Ogasawara stretched out his hand, but quickly retracted it.

Sen looked at the sky and said, "It's only been down for a long time."

"Hey, sunny days are more comfortable... Rainy days always feel stuffy."

"Fortunately, it rained and the temperature dropped a little, otherwise the whole gymnasium would be filled with the smell of sweat from those boys."

Came to the locker room, took off the sportswear, changed back to the uniform, and then returned to Class A classroom, sat down on the seat, Morimi stared at the water glass in his hand for a while.

The rain was pattering outside the window, and before the bell rang, the wet-haired Naruse returned to the classroom with his sportswear, followed by his basketball teammates.

Mori Jian turned sideways slightly, following him with his gaze, "Didn't you wipe your hair?"

"Just wiped it off a little... I don't have time to dry it off."

He sat down, "It's fine without dripping water."

The same goes for the boys who came back with him.

He looked down at the bag he casually put beside the table leg, which contained his sportswear.

Mori said, "Are you still going to the training center today?"

"of course."

"It's still raining outside."

"It's about to stop." Naruse looked out the window, "Since the training center didn't take the initiative to cancel today's class, it means they think it's okay."

"whatever."

Senjian didn't say much, and quickly turned around.

There was one class left in the afternoon, and after the passionate physical education class, it happened to be the boring ancient Chinese class.

Less than 10 minutes into the class, the whole classroom was lifeless, and only the sound of the Mandarin teacher writing on the blackboard could be heard.

Mori held his chin and kept taking notes with the other hand. Finally, he finished copying the writing on the blackboard. The Mandarin teacher picked up the blackboard eraser, wiped the front part clean, and continued writing.

"..."

There was a muffled breathing in the classroom, and there was the faint sound of falling pens.

Enduring sleepiness, Morimi also dropped the pen.

Anyway, the old man who teaches Mandarin doesn't write fast, so don't rush to copy it into your notes.

Stretching for a while, she looked back again. Since just now, there has been no movement behind.

"..."

Naruse was lying on his stomach on the table with his eyes closed and a pen still in his hand.

And under the pen tip, there is a long series of crooked marks.

As expected fell asleep...

Staring at his closed eyes for a while, Senjian slowly took out the pen in his hand, and just about to put it on his desk, he had a second thought, took it back, and gave him his own pen instead.

Looking at the writing on the blackboard, she took a deep breath, cheered herself up, and then continued to copy with his pen.

clap clap-

The monotonous sound of blackboard writing on the podium is not so boring to listen to.

Time passed slowly, and the rain outside gradually stopped.

When Naruse was woken up by Morimi, the person standing on the podium had changed from an old man teaching Mandarin to a teacher with excess energy.

Stretching his limbs and stretching his waist, he whispered: "Why don't you wake me up after he finishes talking."

Sen Jian glanced at him sideways and ignored it.

There is nothing to do recently, and the training for the sports meeting is in full swing. Yanagizawa has nothing to say, and the evening shift meeting did not last too long.

"...Then let's do it, it's time to train, but don't stay too late in school."

After speaking as a teacher, he left.

Naruse yawned and packed his things, he couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

"Haven't you had enough sleep yet?"

"enough."

Morimi stretched out his hand, "I won't go to the juku today, give me the key to the club room."

"Don't you want to practice badminton?"

"Physical education class is not practiced."

"Is that called training?"

"Anyway, I'm not planning to achieve any results... Don't talk nonsense."

Naruse gave her the key.

He got up and went to the back door of the classroom, greeted Naoko who was about to go to the handicraft club, and Takikawa Hikaru also came down.

"Are you going to class as usual today?"

"Ah."

"Let's go then."

Naruse went back to the classroom to get things, took two steps, and then looked back, always feeling that he had missed something.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"fine……"

He shook his head and left through the back door.

Watching his figure disappear, Morimi turned his head to look at the ground on the inner side of the desk, and turned the department key in his hand.

(End of this chapter)