A Love-Comedy Comes Along with Sex! ~ It Seems the Human Race Will Perish Unless I, Who has Zero Dating Experience, Use my Cheat Penis to Create a Harem and Ensure the Proliferation of Our Descendants ~

Chapter 39: Actually, I’m Kind of on the Basketball Team

I was returning to the club today after being absent for a while. During lunch, I apologized to the basketball club advisor, Takeoka-sensei, for my absence and told him that I would practice from today on. I thought he would brush me off, but he was surprisingly kind, concerned about my condition. It seemed I had to change my evaluation of him. Well, I was mostly faking my illness, so I couldn’t complain if the advisor scolded me.

Our high school basketball team was about average in strength. We could compete with the top teams, but we couldn’t win. Takeoka-sensei, the advisor, was a former pro and the external coach of our school. There was another teacher who was officially called the advisor, but he rarely showed up at the club, so he was basically non-existent.

Takeoka-sensei was tall, had a sour face, and was a young, passionate-type coach. His guidance was quite strict, but it was accurate, and he was truly a former pro. In addition, since he became the external coach last year, our basketball team has been growing rapidly. Now we could aim for the top 8 in the prefecture.

“Today is the first day of club activities…”

I stepped into the gym for the first time in a while. Bright lighting. The air was warm. The scent of Air Salonpas. The sound of footsteps echoed.

I didn’t dislike the unique atmosphere of the gym before practice. It was like a school, but not a school. That atmosphere gave it a special feeling. In school, everyone studied the same things in the same way, but in club activities, everyone fought in their respective fields.

The students who hurriedly went to their respective clubs after the closing ceremony looked like warriors being sent to war. Their faces were different. They were serious.

I said I didn’t dislike the atmosphere, but I wasn’t particularly fond of it either. It was tough on my body and mind to be among the serious students who were devoted to their club activities.

“Hiro, hurry up and change! We’re going to start practice right away!”

“Okay…”

I was finally urged by Kensuke to leave the club room.

I was a little nervous about returning to club activities. Or rather, I was depressed. There was no big tournament this season. That didn’t mean the practice was easy, though. On the contrary, there were many running menus, so it was quite tough physically. I already felt like I was going to throw up before practice even started.

The feeling of the slightly oversized short-sleeved shorts and the worn-out basketball shoes was strange because I hadn’t worn them for about two weeks.

“Well, let’s do our best…”

My footsteps were very heavy as I headed for practice.

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“What’s wrong with you?”

The one who spoke to me during the break was Kirishima, a friend from the club. He was a forward like me and a player who excelled in three-point shooting. He was similar to me in height and playing style, but the difference was that he was more devoted to club activities than me.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

I was a little confused because I didn’t know what he was talking about. Kirishima and I weren’t in the starting lineup, but we were the type of players who started on the bench and played in the game. That’s why we rarely played together, and when one of us played, the other was on the bench. In a way, we were rivals. In terms of skill, I thought he was better than me, so I didn’t really see him as a rival.

He rarely talked to me, so I was a little taken aback.

“Don’t play dumb. Were you that good at shooting? Did you practice secretly while you weren’t coming to club activities?”

Kirishima approached me with an unhappy face. I took the water bottle that was placed on the ground and answered honestly.

“Gulp… No, I didn’t practice at all. It’s true that I’m making shots today, but…”

I didn’t have that much spare time. I had been busy with Rin and other things.

“No, no! Clearly, you’re better than before…”

Kirishima tried to approach me further.

“Hey! Stop there!”

The one who stepped in to stop him was Tamada Sarina, the manager of the basketball team. She had sharp eyes and warned Kirishima.

“Don’t push him so hard, Kirishima. I understand that you’re anxious because your rival is getting better.”

She handed the water bottle to Kirishima as if to tell him to calm down. Her tone was rough, but what she said was always accurate, and there was always kindness in her words. Well, her mouth was bad.

“Huh!? I’m not anxious!”

Kirishima turned red in the face and accepted the water bottle, drinking it roughly.

I didn’t dislike Kirishima. We had been rivals since our first year, but we had never fought, and our atmosphere had never become tense. Practicing together was a good stimulus for both of us.

“Anyway, let’s go back to practice.”

The next practice was shooting practice. We ran and then took three-point shots. It was with defense, so of course, it was more difficult than shooting freely. It was a training to increase the shooting success rate even if it wasn’t free.

“Hey! When it’s Hiro’s turn, try double-teaming!”

When we were about to start the menu, Takeoka-sensei’s big voice echoed throughout the gym.

Double-teaming meant that two players defended one offensive player. When one offensive player was particularly skilled, double-teaming was used to stop the offense.

But why did he tell them to double-team me at this timing? It was quite inconvenient for me.

Here I just returned, yet he’s still a Spartan.

Takeoka-sensei usually stood by the court and watched our practice. His gaze was very sharp. Just being watched made me tense. Many players disliked him because he was basically strict, but I didn’t hate Takeoka-sensei, who took club activities seriously. Well, I might hate him a little now.

“Let’s go! Come on!”

A pass came from Kensuke. As always, it was an easy pass to catch. Of course, he was a guard. The guard position was responsible for managing the game, in other words, running the game. During the attack, they broke down the opponent’s defense with passes, and sometimes they cut in with dribbles. They rarely played in front of the goal, and most of their plays were near the center line or the three-point line. They were sometimes called the playmaker. It was the position that required the most skill. Kensuke had won the starting position in that position. I thought he was one of the best guards in the prefecture.

“Good…”

I received the pass at a position about two feet away from the three-point line. The defense was two people. Both were first-year students. They weren’t very skilled, but they were about the same size as me, so being defended by two people at the same time created a sense of pressure.

But for some reason, I wasn’t panicking like I usually did. On the contrary, I was calm. The court looked wide. The goal was clearly visible.

Come to think of it, the three-point line was close, wasn’t it?

I instinctively knew how to use my body and how to shoot. I relaxed and entered the shooting motion.

“Seriously!”

“Damn!”

When I entered the shooting motion, the two defenders closed the distance and stretched their hands. They probably didn’t expect me to shoot so quickly.

But it was too late. They couldn’t reach me. This was a quick shot. The ball release was faster than a normal shot. No matter how much they stretched their hands, they couldn’t interfere with my shot.

The ball I released drew a beautiful arc and went into the goal as if it was being sucked in.

“Good…”

I thought it was a lucky shot, but it was a pretty good shot.

“Hey, Hiro!”

I was called by Takeoka-sensei. He looked happy.

“That was a good shot. So you were practicing properly, huh? I’m impressed.”

“Huh, what?”

It seemed the teacher misunderstood me too. But there was no time to clear up the misunderstanding, and practice continued. In addition, the gazes of those around me were painful.

“What’s up with Hiro? He’s gotten better, hasn’t he?”

“Did he practice secretly?”

“And his body looks more muscular, too.”

“Seriously? Maybe he’ll be in the starting lineup next time.”

My body had changed a little due to Adam’s influence. I had gained more muscle mass, and my bones had become thicker. Apparently, my stamina had also increased. But I didn’t think that would improve my basketball skills.

However, if my basketball skills had improved due to some influence of Adam, I would feel a little strange. It would be like cheating.

“Haa…”

I decided to ask Aizawa-san about it when I got home.

Even as the light of the setting sun came in through the window, club activities continued.