Tennis Court
Shiro lazily sat on a chair, casually admiring the shy girl across from him dressed in a tennis outfit.
The whole scene looked like a delinquent forcing an innocent housewife into something indecent.
"You look good. But… knowing your personality, I didn't think you'd wear something like that."
Shiro looked curiously at Chisa. The tennis outfit completely accentuated her graceful figure. Had she decided to stop hiding her charm after winning the beauty contest?
"Ugh…"
Chisa shyly grabbed the hem of her skirt and shot Shiro a fierce glare.
It's not like she wanted to wear this outfit! When she went to the girls' locker room, the clothes she originally prepared had already been swapped out by her sister and the others—this was the only thing left…
"Ah~ Chisa, you look so cute!"
Out of nowhere, Nanaka appeared and hugged Chisa tightly, rubbing up against her like a creepy guy on a train. She then dragged Chisa off like some sketchy old man to go take pictures.
"Hmm~ Playing tennis once in a while isn't bad, huh?"
Azusa handed Shiro a water bottle and sat down beside him.
He took a sip and glanced at everyone warming up. The more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed.
"Why did we agree to this challenge again…?"
A tennis match between the diving club and the tennis club?
Do those two sports have any overlap whatsoever?!
"Well, there's no helping it. The TB club president lured Tokki and Bukki in with prize money. You know they have no resistance to that kind of thing."
Shiro turned his head as he saw Azusa's eyes turn into money signs. "Looks like you're not very resistant either…"
"It's just that the club's funding is too tight. Diving is expensive. If we had more prize money, we could have a wider range of club activities. Besides, doesn't this feel kinda sportsmanlike?"
…As soon as money is involved, the sportsmanship vanishes!
"I think if we cut out the alcohol parties, we could afford to dive a few more times a month."
"Where's the fun in diving without drinks?!"
"..."
What kind of club even is this?!
"Eh? Shiro, you're not joining in?"
Azusa, watching the six people warming up on the court, just noticed Shiro wasn't playing.
"Ah, I don't know how to play tennis… Actually, I suck at all land-based sports!"
"Wait, that's a thing?"
"Of course! All those sports are sweaty and gross, no way would I ever want to do them!"
Seeing him proudly say that, Azusa's eyes turned into dots. That just ruled out over half of all sports.
Suddenly, Shiro who had been counting the clouds above, noticed the sky had gone dark?
He looked forward and narrowed his eyes.
Who's the jerk interrupting his beautiful alone time with Azusa?
"You bastard! Why haven't you replied to my messages?!"
Ah~ It's our dear Club President Kudou~
Seeing the pitiful expression on Kudou's face, Shiro pulled out his phone, confused. He didn't remember saving Kudou's contact… And why did Kudou-senpai look so heartbroken?
Wait a second!
Shiro quickly grabbed Azusa and stepped back, holding up his phone screen.
"See? Nothing here, Kudou-senpai. Maybe you've got the wrong guy! The one you confessed to should be that one over there warming up!"
He pointed at Iori, who was totally unaware he was being sold out again by Shiro.
Azusa watched with awe—Shiro's speed at throwing his friends under the bus was becoming a passive skill.
Kudou's face turned pitch black, his mouth twitching violently.
Of course he knew that cross-dressing guy was over there. The real culprit was this sneaky, squinty-eyed devil in front of him!
If it weren't for him, everyone would've just laughed the incident off. It wouldn't have blown up on the forum like this. He had to call in so many favors just to push that post down to third place!
And worst of all, the new TB club members now looked at him with eyes full of fear.
Several of them had even said they wanted to quit the club. At this rate, TB was going to fall apart under his leadership!
Kudou took a deep breath, trying hard to control his anger. PaB's muscleheads were around—violence was not the answer…
He forced a calm voice. "Not that! I mean the messages from a stranger!"
He had to go through so much trouble to get this squinty guy's contact info from the girls in the club, only for this jerk to completely ghost him!
"From a stranger, huh…"
Shiro gave him a strange look. Was this guy actually some kind of pervert? What normal person just DMs strangers like that?
Wait…
DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING!!!
As soon as Shiro enabled the "stranger messages" setting, an avalanche of messages poured in, freaking him out so badly he immediately shut off his phone.
Too scary. Even though he was in college now, those beasts from high school still hadn't let him go.
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He absolutely couldn't reveal his location—what if they tracked him down?!
The reason Shiro had disabled messages from strangers in the first place was because in high school, he got death threats daily. There were so many, he just turned them off entirely.
Let them rage in vain, it was kind of satisfying.
Looking at Kudou-senpai now… his vibes were exactly the same as those guys~
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"So you see, Kudou-senpai—it's not that I didn't want to reply. I just physically couldn't."
Kudou's mouth twitched again. In over 20 years of life, this was the most absurd person he'd ever met.
He took another deep breath. Today, I swear I will break this squinty bastard's calm!
"Hmph! Kamishiro-kun, doesn't it suck being the #1 trending topic on the forum?!"
He smirked wickedly. He had personally taken a picture of Shiro entering a love hotel alone and posted it online!
That's right—he, Kudou, was the one who made Shiro the top of the school forum!
He swore he'd make this guy suffer just as much as he did!
He could already picture Shiro grinding his teeth, helpless and furious. Just thinking about it made him giddy!
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"…It's not bad. Pretty well-written, actually."
Σ(ﾟдﾟlll)!!
Kudou was stunned. This reaction wasn't what he imagined at all!
"You're not mad?!"
"Why would I be? That was basically my everyday life in high school. People flamed me all the time, but I still turned out like this."
Shiro shrugged innocently, his face full of nonchalance.
"Pfft, hahaha~"
Azusa couldn't help but laugh. That innocent expression—Shiro should seriously consider acting.
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"What kind of high school did you even go to?! Just you wait! We'll settle this on the tennis court!"
"Oh, I'm not participating in the match…"
POOF!
Kudou straight-up passed out from rage. This was not how he thought things would go!!!