Somehow I Ended up Dating the Perfect Female Classmate, but My Sister Found Out and They're Turning Into Yanderes - Chapter 127-128

Chapter 127: Yandere Big Sister Who Gets Ignored by Her Little Sister

The PE teacher gave another long explanation about the selected relay.

Basically, each person runs half a lap of the field, so two hundred meters. And for some reason we’re not running against same-year classes—instead we run at the same time as whatever class we drew in the lottery.

The drawing had already been done earlier by the representatives, so of course we ended up running together with first-year Class A, the one led by Rinka.

“Aw, it’s first-year Class A again~ We already crushed them in the tug-of-war, so I guess we’re gonna win this one too~”

Kirino deliberately spoke loud enough for everyone here to hear, pretending to complain.
…She’s the one who rigged it so we’d face Class A, so what is she even saying?

“Kiyoto, you’re running in the selected relay too?”

Ignoring Kirino’s comment completely, Rinka came over and talked to me.

“Y-yeah, I guess so.”

“I see. I’m proud of you. You don’t even join any clubs, yet you still got picked as the class representative.”

Well, in my case it was more like Yoshirin forced… I mean recommended me.

“Aww~? Why is a girl from the enemy class talking to my precious Kiyoto~?”

Obviously Kirino wasn’t gonna quietly watch me chatting openly with Rinka.

“Hey Rinka. We’re in the middle of an important strategy meeting right now. So could you please stay out, enemy-class girl?”

“Shut up.”

Rinka gave Kirino a single cold glance, her eyes completely icy.

Ah, looks like Rinka has zero interest in dealing with Kirino.

“What? Shut up? That’s how you talk to your senior?”

“Also, Kiyoto, come straight home today without stopping anywhere. I need to talk to you.”

…Yeah, I figured she’d say that.
During the tug-of-war earlier she kept staring at me the whole time, barely holding back her anger.

Still, the way she completely ignored Kirino was seriously cool.

“See you later.”

Rinka turned and went back to her own class.

…She just lit the fuse on the bomb our class is carrying.

“…Her personality’s gotten even more unpleasant lately~”

Behind me, Kirino was giving off this ominous aura while literally bending the baton in her hands.

…There’s no way we can lose now.

While the tension in our class kept rising, the final event of the sports festival—the selected relay—finally began.

There are eighteen classes total across all years, so six classes run at once, and they do it in rounds.
Looks like we’re in the last group, the third round.

When we left the tent where everyone gathered, the six classes for the first round were already standing at their starting lines, with classmates nearby to cheer them on.

As for our own classmates…

“””””””””””””……””””””””””””

They were all still under the tent with towels over their faces, not moving at all.

Kirino couldn’t stand it anymore and took action.

“Are you all sleeping right noooow!!!”

She’d somehow moved in front of the tent and yelled loud enough to wake everyone up.

Of course nobody could ignore the dictator Kirino’s voice. They all panicked, threw their towels on the ground, and jumped to their feet.

“What were you doing just now~? Yoshirin, as a class representative, you answer.”

Yoshirin got picked as the sacrifice again…

“Um, well… we were focusing our minds to make our cheering more energetic.”

Whoa! That’s actually a pretty smooth excuse she came up with on the spot.

If it was me though, I would’ve said something like “As part of focusing our minds, we were doing penis exercises” to make it feel more real.

“Heh~ So you were focusing your minds, huh. Then while we’re running, it’s okay if we hear your cheers so clearly it feels like you’re right next to us, right?”

“O-of course.”

Yoshirin answered with her face slightly twitching.

“If you say so, Yoshirin, then I’ll expect a lot~ So the cheers from everyone will decide the result of this selected relay, yeah?”

“W-well…”

“Huh? Don’t tell me you’re not ready to take responsibility? You were focusing your minds to cheer, but you don’t have the resolve?”

Kirino kept firing questions without pause.

“Y-yeah… our cheers will decide the result.”

Her whole body was already shaking.
It’s the same reaction people get after too much DV— their body starts trembling just from hearing their partner’s voice.

“Then make sure you cheer loud enough for us to take first place. If we can’t hear you while we’re running… maybe we should all have a little ‘after-party’ once the sports festival ends.”

That definitely doesn’t mean a normal after-party…

“Alright, we’re heading out now too. Keep cheering while remembering that you all have responsibility, okay?”

After finishing her solid threat, Kirino left the class area.

…Maybe I should just trip on purpose.
Then it’d be just me and Kirino at the “after-party”//

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Chapter 128: The Deadly Curve

With the tension rising, we were now watching the second round of the selected relay.

Since it was two hundred meters, the runners’ faces were all red and looked like they were suffering.

Anyone else get their dick going soft when they see a decent-looking face completely wrecked from exhaustion?

For some reason the selected relay has a crazy high rate of hot girls from the first and second years.

And while we’re at it, why is it mixed gender anyway?

And why are there way more girls than guys participating?

Well, it’s nice our school has that many athletic girls, I guess.

They say people who are good at sports have strong sex drives, after all.

Man, the third-years are seriously weak though.

The first- and second-years are shouting “Here!” loud enough for us to hear when they pass the baton, but the third-years look totally unmotivated, barely talking and basically just walking.

In the first round there was even a class that got lapped.

Oh, the anchor just got the baton, so it’s finally our turn.

By the way, our class’s fourth runner—the anchor—is Kirino, and I’m the third runner.

But usually in a relay the third leg is where they put the slower people, right?

The guys lined up with me look pretty slow… actually, no they don’t.

Some of them look like they practice on the field all the time.

“We will now begin the third round of the selected relay.”

While I was watching the opponents, the announcement already came.

Please, first and second runners, give me either a huge lead or a huge deficit. Anything but in-between.

The worst is when the baton gets to me and the gaps between all six runners are still tiny.

If that happens, I’m definitely getting exposed as the big traitor.

I said the third leg usually has the slower runners, but that’s only slower among the class representatives. They’re still way faster than average.

If I get thrown in among those meat-eater types, I’ll get eaten alive in seconds.

The first runners were already getting into crouch-start position.

Looks like I really have to run now…

I glanced over toward Class E’s area.

“Whoa…”

A lot of them had bloodshot eyes but were forcing themselves to stay awake and stand up, watching us.

Well, after Kirino threatened them like that, I can’t blame them.

“On your marks.”

It’s really starting.

I’ll probably get the baton soon, so I better get into receiving position.

Let’s see, I think you step one foot forward and lean your body ahead.

“Set.”

The pop sounded and the first runners all exploded off the line at once.

As expected from class representatives, nobody messed up the start.

Even though it was two hundred meters, the baton got passed to the second runners almost right away.

Seeing it like this, I’m really glad I’m not running second.

The second leg has no curve, so it’s just a straight sprint the whole way.

That makes the difference in speed really obvious.

Wait, they’re already coming toward me.

Was two hundred meters always this short?

Hey, wait a second!?

The baton’s about to come to me and there’s almost no gap at all!

What? I have to run in such a tight race?

“Kiyoto!”

The second-runner girl called my name in a loud voice and passed me the baton while we were in first or second place.

Now that it’s come to this, I guess I’ll run at full speed… whoa, danger!?

Right after I started running there was a curve, and I almost slipped straight away.

Because I had to control my body, didn’t I just get passed by two people!?

Luckily my dick wasn’t hard after seeing those pretty faces collapse from exhaustion, but I was still getting passed left and right.

By the time I got out of the curve, it felt like there was nobody behind me anymore.

Wait, isn’t the goal right after the curve!?

I can still see Kirino pretty far ahead.

Two hundred meters is way too long.

Also, I can’t hear any cheering from our class at all.

From there I just ran flat out, not even thinking about positions anymore. I ran so hard my stomach felt like it was going to come up.

“Kiyoto, do your best~!”

Right then I heard that beautiful voice right in front of me.

When I looked up, there was Kirino waving her hand energetically, looking like the old angel version of herself for just this moment.

I felt like nobody was next to Kirino anymore… but let’s not think about that.

“K-Kirino…”

I passed her the baton while breathing as hard as I could and almost collapsed sideways.

The second she took it, Kirino blasted off in a mad dash. The wind from her speed hit my body and somehow kept me from falling.

But honestly, even if I gave her the baton in last place, Kirino would probably still manage somehow.

With that light feeling, I looked toward where Kirino was running and saw it.

Rinka had already crossed the finish line just a little ahead of Kirino.