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Umm, Mari-senpai, did I mess up somehow?

Kiyoshi's plan to seize the opportunity went smoothly until Meiko unexpectedly reached climax due to the intense stimulation he applied to her breasts. When she twisted his hand, Kiyoshi had no choice but to let go of its suppleness and softness.

With three days remaining until the district track meets, the students' excitement is undeniable. A number of students took advantage of their lunch break to create banners and headbands. Later on, they will passionately cheer for Hachimitsu Academy, expressing their support with loud enthusiasm.

"The students manage to inject more life into this event with each passing year," Mari remarked. Despite her poker face, she was secretly pleased to see the school atmosphere improving again.

She had nearly overlooked the presence of the five male students.

"I'm not sure if everyone is excited about this event. Most of them are students who join sports clubs," Hana sighed. Walking beside Mari, it's clear that she has a lot on her mind.

"So, as someone involved in the karate club, I wanted to get your thoughts on this event. What's your take on it?" Mari asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Just so Mari-senpai knows, I'm not really involved in the club. Ever since the tournament, I've been dedicating a lot of my time to teaching karate to my juniors and newcomers."

Although Hana didn't intend to make a fuss, Mari had a sudden realization.

"Is it because of the Underground Student Council?" Mari casually uttered those words after she discovered the answer in her thoughts.

Meanwhile, Hana quickly shook her head and made an effort to clear up the misunderstanding. "N-No way. Once I reached my third year, it dawned on me that I needed to buckle down and prioritize my studies."

"I don't think I can take the chance of jeopardizing my future with karate, you know. I have enough memories of being the fourth-best karate champion. In addition to that, serving as secretary of the Underground Student Council holds significant importance. I think my high school life is pretty great," Hana added. She couldn't hide her embarrassment, so she just made a silly smile.

Mari appeared to be attentively listening to Hana's lengthy explanation. She felt a stronger connection to his friend after learning that. Had she not heeded Chiyo's advice, she may have remained oblivious to such matters.

"Actually, I invited you today to have lunch with me," Mari felt like she had said it as naturally as possible,. Still, when she saw Hana's surprised expression, she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"So that's it. You can count on me to handle it like always. No need for you to make the trip to the cafeteria yourself. I'll bring it straight to the Underground Student Council room, just like I always do."

"That's not it. We won't eat there, and Meiko won't come with us either… So it's just you and me," Mari said confidently. She had heard similar conversations among friends before, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with her statement. However, she couldn't help but notice Hana's sudden embarrassment and wondered why.

"Umm, Mari-senpai, did I mess up somehow? I must confess that I don't always fulfill my duties as a secretary with great diligence. I may also spend a bit too much time attending to those five male students. However, I want you to know I am truly devoted to you."

Mari's surprise caught Hana off guard, leaving her even more puzzled by the mysterious smile on Mari's face.

On that day, Hana came to the realization that their lunch wasn't as frightening as she had initially thought. She couldn't quite grasp where Mari had gotten such an idea, but nonetheless, she cherished the moments they spent together.

–***--

Just two days before the district track meet, the boys kicked into high gear, diligently tackling the assignments assigned by the Underground Student Council. Despite some recent improvements in their relationship, they continued to receive the same treatment, with punishments that seemed to have become even more harsh.

After spending the entire day meticulously circling the field to ensure it was free from any potential hazards that could pose a risk to the participants, the cleaning process was complete. The five men were chilling on the sidelines, taking a break to recharge.

"I'm getting pretty frustrated with this assignment. Once the break is over, we'll be expected to keep working until the sun sets. Everything just seems to be going in circles, and it's becoming quite dull."

Gakuto felt a tinge of disappointment as he enthusiastically shared his plan with his friends, hoping they would listen and eventually agree. However, their attention seemed to be focused elsewhere.

Just a short distance away, Meiko was getting ready to test out their school's track. She stood poised at the starting line, eager to begin. She appeared completely absorbed, as though she was right in the midst of the race.

Not only that, she went so far as to put on a pair of fitted shorts. To complete her outfit, she chose a vibrant yellow spandex top that highlighted her immense breasts.

"OHHH, the Vice President's voluptuous body never tires me," remarked Shingo. Others shared the same sentiment, as Joe and Andre were equally captivated.

"I have to admit, you make a valid point. However, I can't help but wonder how much longer this oppression will continue. Once I received an order from General Guan Yu, I felt a strong determination to alter our destiny."

"General Guan Yu?... *cough*... what are you saying?... *cough*... lately your weirdness has turned into something else, it seems... *cough*."

Gakuto was taken aback by Joe's unexpected words. The young man, who frequently coughed up blood, appeared to be both reserved and discreetly observant of his surroundings. Gakuto was concerned about the fate of the action figure he had put in so much effort to acquire, prompting him to quickly come up with an excuse.

"As you know, Joe-dono, I'm a big fan of the Three Kingdoms. There are so many fascinating figures from that era that I truly admire. Their wise words have stuck with me-"

"Shut up, you guys are messing with my concentration," Andre interrupted Gakuto, sounding frustrated.

Meiko Shiraki positioned herself with both hands on the starting line and her front knee slightly leaning over. She placed her back knee on the ground next to her front ankle. Not sure where Meiko got the signal from, but all of a sudden, she extended both knees, positioning her hips just slightly higher than her shoulders.

She leans forward, distributing the bulk of her body weight between her hands and front legs, causing her figure to shoot quickly forward. At that moment, the boys exclaimed with excitement.

Not only were the five male students observing her, but many of the female students had also gathered around the field, expressing their admiration in hopes of catching Meiko Shiraki's attention.

While the female students were impressed by Meiko's speed and agility, the boys were captivated by the way her breasts swayed energetically.

With each step Meiko took, her muscles grew tight. She didn't seem to mind the attention she was getting, but what bothered her were her own breasts. She believed she could run faster if they weren't in the way.

Compared to the members of the running club, she may not possess exceptional speed, but she still manages to perform above average despite the challenges she faces. She's got what it takes to come out on top if she goes head-to-head with the boys.

Meiko took a moment to catch her breath after completing a lap. The female students watching were concerned as they observed the copious amount of sweat dripping from her body. Meanwhile, the boys grew even more intrigued, particularly as they caught sight of her approaching them.

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