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

Chapter 125: Tug-of-War Finals

“Whoa, there they are—third-year Class E.”
“Seriously, most third-years this year have zero motivation, but these guys are the only ones marching in like they own the place. It’s so annoying.”
“Can’t they just lose already, Class E?”
“Rinka-sama! Please crush those guys whose only flex is being two years older!”

Wow, they’re really tearing us apart.
Even the parents are saying we’re annoying.

“…Kiyoto, can I shut those pieces of… I mean those cute little snail kids up?”

You were totally about to say “garbage,” weren’t you!?
And calling them “cute little snail kids” as a rushed cover still feels super shady.

“C-come on, Kirino, calm down. We can just show them with the results.”

I desperately tried to soothe Kirino from behind as she was about to unleash her killing intent.

Even with all that booing coming from everywhere, the Class A kids right in front of us didn’t react at all.

Especially Rinka… wait, why is she staring so hard over here?
Mostly at me.

She doesn’t look angry… actually, it looks like she’s trying really hard to hide her anger…
Did I do something?

“Hey Kiyoto, why has Rinka-chan been staring at you this whole time?”

Don’t ask me.

“Are you two making eye contact or something?”

My eyesight’s just good, so I can see her expression from here. There’s no way we can actually make eye contact at this distance.

“Can you turn this way? I want to check something.”

“Yes—!?”

The second I looked at Kirino, she grabbed my face with both hands and forced a kiss on me.

Luckily her hair was covering the exact spot where our lips met, so it wasn’t obviously showing to everyone around us.

“Huh? Did those two in the back just lean in close?”
“Was that a kiss? How shameless.”
“No way, who kisses right before a tug-of-war match?”
“Besides, there’s no way a cute girl like that would kiss a guy with such a masochist face.”

…Did we get away with it?
It feels like the perfect cover came in and we somehow didn’t get caught.
Also, what the hell is a “masochist face”?

“Ready…”

With today’s fap sound effect, both classes grabbed the rope at the same time.

“……”

At first it felt really easy to pull, like the other side wasn’t putting in any strength.

Since it didn’t feel like we were being pulled backward, Kirino was probably still holding back.
If this is how it feels when Kirino isn’t even trying… are they seriously underestimating us that much?

But that situation didn’t last long.
Just like before, the rope suddenly stopped moving completely.

“Shit!”

The classmates up front leaned their whole bodies back, but it still wouldn’t budge.

“””””””””””””……”””””””””””

Everyone turned hopeful eyes toward Kirino behind me.
But Kirino didn’t do anything, and the rope stayed frozen.

Then, just like earlier, Class A took one step backward in perfect sync, and we got yanked forward so hard we almost fell over.

“Whoa!?”

Without any break, we kept getting dragged toward Class A’s side.

From the field you could hear stuff like
“Go for it! Get ‘em!”

The whole ground turned into full Class A cheering mode.

“Wait, this is impossible already!?”

It’s no wonder Kouta up front actually said that out loud.
His whole body was getting pulled and his jersey was already torn up from the sand.
…Kinda jealous of that slave-like look, though//

Just when it looked like Class E’s defeat was certain and the referee was about to raise the red flag toward Class A—

“””””””””””””！？””””””””””””

This time the Class A kids’ stances all broke.

That’s right. The muscle-brained… I mean power-type… nah, she doesn’t even need muscles.
The slightly black-hearted power girl, Kirino, finally put real strength into pulling the rope.

“There, sorry about that. We were just going easy on you until now. Right, Yoshirin?”

Asking Yoshirin, who looks like she’s about to pass out from how hard she’s pulling, is kinda cruel, don’t you think?

“Well, I’m getting bored, so we’ll take the win now.”

The second she said that, the rope got yanked hard toward our side.
Everyone matched Kirino’s power and pulled with everything they had, whipping their reddened arms.
In my case it was my dick getting whipped—

I thought we had the win locked up, but right when the middle of the rope was about to cross into our territory, it stopped dead again.

“Hm~?”

When I looked forward, Rinka was the only one still bravely standing, gripping the rope tight.

…When she pulls off moves that cool, all the guys in our class get hard and the girls get wet, you know.

“Everyone, stand up.”

Rinka called out to her classmates in that cool voice.

“The match isn’t over yet.”

Like her words gave them new life, every Class A student straightened their posture and grabbed the rope again.

“Hmm, you’re pretty stubborn.”

Kirino kept pulling, but she sounded annoyed now.
Her rhythm was clearly worse than before.

“！？”

Then Rinka put in even more power, and the rope started getting dragged forward again.

“Alright, this is getting annoying. Time to get serious.”

Even so, she still couldn’t match Kirino’s power level.
When Kirino finally went all out like she said, the rope’s recoil got huge and we got pulled backward hard.
But we still couldn’t drag it all the way into our territory.
Because Rinka was using every last bit of strength to hold onto that rope.

Still, time kept moving mercilessly.

“Time’s up!”

The time limit passed, so now they had to check which side the middle marker was on.
But the result was already obvious—no need to check.

It was clearly closer to Class E’s side.

“…Winner, Class E.”

Even the referee looked a little bitter when he announced it, and of course the whole field exploded with boos.

And like she was fanning the flames on purpose,

“Yay~ We won~!”

Kirino acted all childish and over-the-top excited.
The whole class followed her lead and started doing stuff that felt like they were deliberately provoking the opponents and the crowd.

…Yeah, we’re gonna get hated for this.

Class A left the field looking pissed.
Some of them were even crying.

Rinka stayed on the field even after everyone else had left, staring straight at us.
Her eyes didn’t really show regret or anger.
But somehow, just like before the match started, they had that color that made my whole body shiver.

…Pretty sure something’s gonna happen when we get home.

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Chapter 126: How to Outsmart Terror Politics

After pulling off that dramatic win in the tug-of-war, the whole class was now inside the tent. Most people had towels over their faces and were sleeping.

Makes sense. For almost everyone, there weren’t any more events left to join.

And even if they wanted to study for exams, Kirino had confiscated all the study stuff, so sleeping was pretty much the only thing left to do.

But I couldn’t do that—I was in the selected relay, so no resting for me.

“Huh? Kiyoto, you’re not sleeping…? Oh right. You’re on the selected relay team.”

Right away, defeated-loser Kouta started poking at me.

“Shut up. You don’t have any more events, so just go sleep quietly.”

“Nah, if I’m just gonna sleep, might as well use this time effectively.”

Use it effectively?

When this guy or me says “use it effectively,” the only thing that comes to mind is penis exercises…

“…I don’t know what weird shit you’re imagining, but it’s just normal exam studying, dude.”

So serious.

Wait, am I the only one who imagined that other thing?
Have everyone else already graduated from that phase?

“Didn’t Kirino confiscate all the study stuff?”

“Idiot, of course I hid some.”

Kouta said that and pulled an English vocabulary card out of his pocket.

…Every time I see these, I wonder—do these English word cards actually do anything?
Writing vocab on tiny pieces of paper smaller than the tissues scattered around my room and just staring at them… does that really help?

“Anyway, you should hurry up and go. The selected relay gathering’s probably starting soon.”

Now that he mentioned it, yeah, it was about that time.
Wait, but I haven’t seen Kirino, who’s also running with me, anywhere.

“Hm~ Kouta, what’s that you’ve got there?”

Suddenly Kirino peeked out from right behind Kouta.

“E-eh, Kirino!?”

Using every reflex he had, Kouta instantly shoved the word cards into his pants.

This guy… he’s good.

She probably… no, she definitely noticed it was English vocab cards.
But now that he’s hidden them inside his pants, even Kirino can’t just reach in and check.

Once it’s in there, even she won’t stick her hand down a guy’s pants to look.

“Did you just hide something in your pants~?”

“N-nope~ Nothing? W-wanna check if you want?”

Even with suspicious Kirino right in front of him, Kouta stood up, put his hands on his hips, and acted all confident.

Grr… If I were in Kouta’s position right now, I’d be totally thrilled to have her reach into my pants and grope around…
Hell, she could even kick me hard so the cards fly out from the impact and I’d be completely fine with it…

“Hmm, I do wanna check, but sticking my hand inside a boy’s pants is a bit much~”

Oh, is this the historic moment where Kouta actually outsmarts Kirino!?

“Ah, you over there~”

Instead, Kirino spotted the sumo-build guy who’d been turning the rope during the jump rope earlier.

“Yes, what is it?”

Whoa, that’s such an obvious pizza voice.
There are audio clips of getting reverse-raped by a pizza-voiced gloomy girl, but even my tastes can’t handle that one.

“I’ve got a little favor… actually, it’s an order.”

She just straight-up said “order.”

“I want you to reach into Kouta’s pants here and pull out something that looks like a card.”

“！？”

Kouta’s relaxed face changed completely in an instant.

But even the pizza-voice guy apparently didn’t like the idea of sticking his hand down another guy’s pants—

“Yes! Understood!”

Ah, so he’s that type.
“Oh, y-yeah, actually I’ve been feeling something itchy in my pants for a while~”

Now he was trying to pull the English cards out himself.

“Oh, what’s this? Feels like a card!? So what Kirino said was true… huh?”

He was probably planning to desperately show Kirino he was confessing, but too bad.

Because by then Kirino was already—