Somehow I Ended up Dating the Perfect Female Classmate, but My Sister Found Out and They're Turning Into Yanderes - Chapter 109-110

Chapter 109: After-School Practice (4)

“Hmm, I guess we don’t really need to practice ball toss, right?”

Just like yesterday, after-school practice is happening again today.
…We’ve already practiced enough, so can’t we call it good at this point?

“Alright, today let’s practice the selected relay.”

The selected relay is half the length of the field, so each person has to run 200 meters.
That’s twice the 100-meter dash…

If my dick gets big while I’m running, it’s an instant out…
Well, but it’s the selected relay.
Only the fast people run it.

I’m a bit faster than the class average, but there are plenty of people faster than me.

There’s no way even Kirino would be so tyrannical that she picks me here… right?

“First I want to decide the members for the selected relay… but I can’t just decide that all by myself, can I?”

Oh!?
Kirino actually gave in for once!

If she’s not deciding alone, does that mean she’ll take the class’s opinions too…?

“Okay then, let’s do a recommendation system! Anyone who thinks there’s someone in this class who absolutely should be in the relay, raise your hand?”

…Yeah, no one’s raising their hand.

This kind of recommendation thing happens when picking class reps in elementary or middle school, but no one ever raises their hand.
If anyone does, it’s just boring insider stuff between the outgoing kids.

“Hmm~ No one? Then is it okay if I pick someone?”

Eh?

Kirino isn’t recommending anyone herself—she’s picking the person who gets to recommend?

Does that even mean anything…?

“Yes, Yoshirin.”

“Eh, m-me?”

Whoa, she went for the easy target.
Yoshirin is always glued to Kirino, so she probably has a lot of girl friends.

A fast girl…
Well, obviously it’s Kirino.

Oh, maybe Kirino feels embarrassed recommending herself, so she’s making Yoshirin do it?

Looks like even after turning into a DV girlfriend she hasn’t lost that cute side.

“I-I think Kirino should do it.”

There it is.

Her voice is shaking though, is she okay?

“I see~ So me~ Then since we’re at it, can you also recommend a boy who you think should be in the selected relay?”

“Eh?”

Huh!?

She already got one recommendation, that’s enough.
Make someone else do it…

Having Yoshirin recommend a boy feels like bad news…

“Come on come on~ Yoshirin, who’s the boy you think should be in the selected relay~?”

“T-that’s…!?”

“Of course, it’s ‘that boy,’ right?”

Once again Yoshirin’s face twists like she’s enduring terrible pain.
I’ve been seeing Yoshirin’s pained face a lot since second semester started.

…She’s probably getting something done to her from behind right now.
Obviously not in an erotic way.

“K-Kiyoto Nuregami!”

I knew it.

“I see~ Kiyoto~ Yoshirin has good taste~”

Kirino pets Yoshirin’s head like she’s praising a dog that obeyed.

“““““““““““““……””””””””””””

Seeing Kirino like that, the whole class finally realizes that the old angelic Kirino is gone.

Oh, just so we’re clear, this isn’t my fault, okay!?

It’s all because of the fierce battle between my little sisters and Kirino, so it’s not my fault!

“Okay, then I’ll pick the rest based on 100-meter times~”

That’s pretty random.

Maybe the whole recommendation flow was just to get me in…?

“Alright, the ten people are the eight I just called plus me and Kiyoto. I’ll give individual guidance to these ten, so follow me. Everyone else, practice the big jump rope.”

Just like she said, we follow Kirino to the edge of the field where there’s a curve.

“The main things to watch out for in the 200-meter are pacing and the curve.”

Obviously, since it’s twice as long as 100 meters.
If you sprint at the start you’ll run out of gas in the second half, and if you hold back too much at the start you can’t make up the speed later.

“Alright, I’ll give guidance one by one again.”

Kirino has us run the 200 meters first, then teaches specific technique.

“Okay, next is you, Kiyoto. Run for me.”

I get into the crouching start position at the starting line like Kirino taught me last time.
The 200-meter also starts with a crouching start.

The second Kirino claps I dash off.

Whoa, when I actually run it I almost use up all my stamina right at the start.
I should slow down a bit… ah

Right when I started to slow down it was the curve, so I lost my balance and fell.

“…Ow.”

This pain… I scraped myself.

But it’s totally fine. This much pain is nothing compared to the impacts I get in every bloodbath.

When I look toward Kirino and the others…

They’re clearly holding back laughter…

Almost everyone except Kirino has their nostrils flared, desperately trying not to laugh.

And Kirino herself

“……”

She’s staring at me with my scraped knee, eyes sparkling like something made her heart flutter again.

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Chapter 110: The Day Before the Sports Festival

“Okay, I think that’s enough practice for today. Tomorrow is the real sports festival, so let’s show off all the strength we’ve built up during after-school practice. Good work, everyone.”

The final dismissal time arrives and our class’s after-school practice finally ends.

Tomorrow is finally the real sports festival.

To be honest, for most third-years it probably doesn’t matter whether it happens or not.
The only ones actually motivated are our class (basically just Kirino).

Everyone gathers their stuff and leaves the field.

Normally at times like this you’d hear the usual show-offs saying stuff like

“Man, tomorrow’s gonna suck~”

“We’re exam students, they should let us study at home instead of wasting time on a sports festival.”

“Maybe I’ll just skip tomorrow and hole up at cram school.”

But with Kirino right there, no one dares say that kind of thing lightly.
Total speech control.

“Ah, Kiyoto, let’s walk home together~”

Kirino finishes putting away all the practice equipment and comes over to me.
To anyone else she probably looks like straight-up horror by now.

We walk side by side leaving the field.

“Tomorrow’s finally the real thing, huh.”

“Y-yeah. Are you that excited about the sports festival, Kirino?”

“Of course! It’s our last sports festival ever! It’d be weird not to give it everything we’ve got.”

Tomorrow’s sports festival isn’t split by grade. All classes compete by earning points in each event.
That means we’ll naturally be competing against other grades too…

As long as Kirino stays sane, our class winning is pretty much guaranteed.

That’s not just wishful thinking.
Actually, I don’t really care whether our class comes in last or first.
It’s not like we get prize money or anything.

I don’t care, but we probably won’t lose.

“…By the way, your head doesn’t hurt anymore, right…?”

“My head?”

…Oh, that thing from cram school during summer break.
I thought we’d already settled that between us… didn’t Kirino say the same thing?

“Nah, it doesn’t hurt at all anymore.”

“…I see.”

When I answer, Kirino makes a strangely sad face for some reason.

“…And the marks on your neck have faded too.”

“Y-yeah. The bandage worked better than I expected.”

“I remember after I slammed you into the desk you had a bandage on your forehead. Does your house keep medical supplies like that around?”

“We do, but it’s Rinka who puts them on, so maybe that’s why the wounds heal so fast.”

“So basically Rinka’s quick work is what makes your injuries heal right away.”

“Y-yeah.”

Why is she asking so deeply?
Is it really that big a deal?

“…She really is such a nuisance.”

“Huh?”

…She definitely just called Rinka a “nuisance”…

It’s common knowledge that Rinka is a nuisance to Kirino, but…

…From the flow of the conversation I get this gut feeling that some insane door to Kirino’s tastes just opened.

But… that’s probably not something I should be thinking about right now.

“Sorry, Kiyoto. I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories like that.”

“Nah, the pain is completely gone so I’m not bothered.”

“Completely, huh…”

Yeah, so why do you sound irritated when I say that?

“Oh, by the way, tomorrow’s tug-of-war is a tournament between all classes, right?”

“Ah, yeah, I think so.”

Now that she mentions it, I do remember something like that.

“What about the three-legged race and selected relay? Since we can’t have all classes running at once, those are split into groups too, right?”

“I’m not sure about three-legged, but I think for the selected relay they gather the representatives first thing in the morning for a lottery. That decides which classes run together.”

“We forgot to pick the representative… but I guess it should be me, right?”

“Y-yeah… probably.”

Kirino’s been running everything, so no one would argue if she’s called the leader.

“That lottery’s already prepared, right?”

“They said first thing tomorrow morning, so yeah.”

“That means it’s probably stored in the sports equipment shed…”

Eh, she’s even checking the storage location…?

“Sorry, Kiyoto, I left something in the classroom so I’m going back. You can head home first. See you tomorrow.”

Before I can answer, Kirino turns around and heads back into the school. In the blink of an eye she’s gone.

“……”

She’s probably planning to completely crush Rinka’s pride tomorrow.