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Karuizawa Megumi moved the mouse to select the contestants in her class first, but the blurred vision made it almost impossible for her to make this move.

Tears were falling down drop by drop, hitting the keyboard in front of her.

Like a drowning person holding on to the last life-saving straw, Karuizawa Megumi took out the photo from his pocket. When he saw Kitagawa Ryo and Hotaru, tears couldn't help but flow down. I was afraid that my tears would wet the photo, so I had to hold the photo farther away, but the tears were blurred and I couldn't see clearly at a distance, so I could only wipe away the tears desperately, leaving traces of tears on my face.

The wind blowing in from the open window hit the girl's shoulders desolately.

The weather is getting cooler and it's already autumn.

ps: Hide and obliterate your weak self, but everything you said will be forgotten. The lyrics of "Dream Return" actually fit the theme of my article quite well.

ps2: There are three to four chapters left to conclude this volume.

ps3: Thank you for reading and subscribing. I feel a little stomachache when writing this chapter.

Megumi Karuizawa's Autumn Memorial: Chapter 77: I want to become stronger for you

"Hashimoto, Kito."

Yusu Sakayanagi ordered into the headset:

"Go to the venue of Class D of the first year to participate in this round of the men's four-by-four-hundred-meter race as a temporary substitute."

"Received, Your Highness Princess."

Masayoshi Hashimoto smiled warmly. This man didn't care at all about the looks from others on a certain chuuniu title in his words. He turned around and found Kito Hayabusa in the class.

Kito Hayabusa, who has a ferocious expression and long hair, doesn't look like a high school student at all, but despite his taciturn nature, he is actually the most physically capable boy in Class A of the first year, even surpassing Masayoshi Hashimoto. and Katsuragi Kohei.

"Guitou, come with me to Class D."

Because there was no project for the time being, Kitoshun, who was resting on his seat, heard Masayoshi Hashimoto's greeting, blinked and asked in confusion:

"How is it going?"

"Three to two, Class D is one game ahead."

Masayoshi Hashimoto and Jun Kitosu walked out of the first-year Class A camp and were walking and chatting. He squinted and sighed:

"Class B in the first year is under a lot of pressure right now."

"Although it seemed like things were going strong this past semester, ultimately it was because the leaders were so good."

"Although there are a few outstanding students in the class, most of them are still too mediocre."

The ghost-headed falcon turned his head and asked:

"You look confident."

"Because there are no four boys with excellent sports ability in Class B of the first year."

"If Beichuan chooses to interfere in this round, even if he wins, it will just drag the duel to the decisive game."

"Yamada's physical fitness is very good, but running is not his strong point. Below Yamada, there are only Ryuen, Ishizaki and others."

"This lineup alone is too strong for the opponent's first-year Class D, let alone our first-year Class A and Class D together."

Masayoshi Hashimoto's mind is very sharp, and it can be seen that he usually collects information from other classes.

"Where's Class C for the first year?"

Ghost Head Falcon suddenly spoke, he turned his head and looked in another direction:

"Will they intervene?"

"Ichinose Honami cannot bet the class. Our class has not chosen an opponent until now. It is just to intimidate the opponent."

"She should be in a dilemma now."

"Ichinose-san is a good person."

After scoffing at Kito Hayabusa's inexplicable emotion, Hashimoto Masayoshi responded nonchalantly:

"It's because of this that Class B becomes Class C."

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"Class B is now behind by two to three, and will soon conduct the sixth team event."

"It's the men's four-by-four-hundred-meter relay."

Honami Ichinose kept in touch with Shiina Hiyori through text messages, but after the other party actually replied, she hesitated not knowing how to reply. She typed and deleted a few lines, deleted and typed them again, and finally It was Hiyori Shiina who took the initiative to send a message of persuasion:

"Fanbo, don't worry about this. This is our Class B's business."

Ichinose Honami pursed his lips and almost sent the message "We, Class C, can help", but in the end he deleted all these words with trembling fingers.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

She tried to ask in a personal tone, as if this could alleviate some of her guilt.

After all, if it hadn't been for the joint plan proposed by Class B, Class C's situation wouldn't have been much better.

Moreover, in Ichinose Honami's opinion, the attack of Class A and Class D on Class B this time was wrong. Class B had obviously helped these two classes defeat Class A and Class B of the second year respectively in the morning. class.

"This is a men's four-by-four-hundred-meter race. Even if Fanbo wants to participate, there's nothing he can do about it."

He made a small joke. It was clear that his class was on the edge of failure, but Shiina Hiyori still tried to dispel Ichinose Honami's doubts and worries.

"But..."

Ichinose Honami hesitated and didn't know where to start. If she were the commander of Class C, she would probably order the students in this class to assist Class B without hesitation, even if she was later dismissed. Class A challenged to take revenge, and the only one who dropped out was himself.

But the problem now is that the command tower of Class C of the first year at this time is not Hanami Ichinose, but Chihiro Shiranami.

As the class president of Class C for the first year, Ichinose Honami has no way to gamble with the interests of his classmates. After all, if it fails, Class C for the first year will not be able to get 20 million personal points.

Perhaps it was because of this that Yusu Sakayanagi took control of Class C with such confidence.

Subconsciously, he wanted to ask President Horikita of the Student Union for help, but at this time, Class A of the third year was having a fierce battle with Class A of the second year. After a buffer at noon, Nagumo Ya was still a little confused, but his consciousness was still clear. , coupled with the fact that Class A of the third year had been arranged in advance, the battle situation was not as one-sided as the students thought before, but instead gradually became anxious.

In this case, Ichinose Honami had no idea.

"how so..."

From the corner of his vision, he saw Masayoshi Hashimoto and Hayabusa Kito from Class A of the first year walking towards the playground on the other side. If nothing else happened, these two people should be the support sent by Class A of the first year.

Even if Takeru Sudo is too exhausted to compete, the first-year Class D can still form a luxurious lineup of [Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, Hirata Yosuke, Hashimoto Masayoshi, and Kito Hayabusa] for the men's four-by-four-hundred-meter relay race, and First-year Class B fights alone...

Even if Kitagawa Ryo chooses to intervene, the only teammates are Yamada and Ryuuen who are not good at running. What's more terrible is that both of them have consumed a lot of energy in previous events, although Kiyotaka Ayanokouji from Class D of the first year has also done the same. It's not at its peak, but the two reinforcements from Class A are a full force.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the chances of Class B's winning are getting lower and lower.

There was not much time left for Ichinose Honami to consider and make a decision.

Thinking about it carefully, the last time I struggled to decide on something, I was standing in front of the shelf in the department store, hesitating whether to pick up the hairpin.

At that time, the idea of ​​[for my sister] finally overcame the resistance and disgust towards theft.

But the outcome of the incident was extremely tragic.

Therefore, you should learn your lesson and stop letting unrelated people get hurt by being implicated by you.

"Monitor."

Kanzaki Ryuji came to Ichinose Honami's side at this moment, and he seemed to see that the girl was in a tangled and contradictory state of mind.

He spoke sincerely:

"You are the monitor of Class C for the first year."

Kanzaki Ryuji's meaning is very clear. No matter what decision she makes, everyone in Class C will accept it and implement it.

"Even if what I want to do may harm the interests of Class C?"

Honami Ichinose answered with a rhetorical question.

She clenched her fists.

"The squad leader wants to help Class B. I think it's okay. If something goes wrong, I'll help the squad leader take half of the responsibility."

Chaita Sa said with a smile.

His words received widespread response from the whole class, and the heavy responsibility suddenly became one-tenth, one-twentieth...

In the end, only one-fortieth was left for Ichinose Honami.

"...Although it's just my personal thought."

Ichinose Honami said this.

Everyone looked at her in silence.

Ichinose Honami didn't say this out of absolute confidence. She was terrified of what might happen in the future and wanted to escape. She even felt like she might cry at any time.

Even so, Ichinose Honami still wanted to try and explain his thoughts.

It is impossible for the Class C students who have shared the joys and sorrows with her for a semester but not understand this.

"I want to help Class B of the first year. I don't want the command tower of Class B, and I don't want Ryo to drop out of school."

"I will definitely support you, everyone, right?"

Shibata shouted with a smile.

At the same time, all the students in Class C sent unanimous support.

This is Ichinose's popularity, and the girl feels this weight firsthand.

This is something that no one can do except Ichinose Honami.

"Walk!"

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[The commander of the first-year class D has confirmed the contestants of this class]

The students in Class D of the first year turned their attention to the four people who were already standing at the designated position on the runway:

Yosuke Hirata, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, Masayoshi Hashimoto, Jun Kito.

"Hey, this lineup can really win. There is a chance!"

One boy said excitedly that Class D only needs to win one more game to defeat Class B.

This nightmare has been weighing on Class D since the first day of school.

The students in Class D of the first year even felt a slight sense of unreality, as if they were in a dream, and their breathing was a little heavier.

"At first, I thought we were really going to cooperate with Class B. It seems that Karuizawa-san has already prepared this move."

"Ever since Karuizawa-san fought directly against Class B last semester for Sakura-san's headphones, I knew she could definitely lead Class D forward!"

"First-year Class B betrays its allies every day. Never thought that one day they would be betrayed by their allies."

Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, even the class teacher Sae Chabashira, who was sitting in the audience, had a faint smile on his face.

The first-year Class D has already defeated the second-year Class B. If they can defeat the first-year Class B again at the sports festival...

She believes that Class D will usher in a complete new life.

"Karuizawa Megumi."

Chabashira Sae chewed on the name. She still remembered checking the other party's information when school started. It was obvious that all the data were at the middle or lower level, but now he has become the person leading Class D forward.

It can even be said that what she expected Ayanokouji Kiyotaka to do, Karuizawa Megumi would do even better.

While Sae Chabashira and the first-year Class D students lamented the growth of Megumi Karuizawa, Megumi Karuizawa himself in the multi-purpose classroom fell into deep self-doubt.

"What on earth am I doing..."

Karuizawa Megumi looked numbly at the picture projected on the big screen. It was clear that everything was going as she expected, but there was no joy in her heart.

She was nailed to her seat by the fragments of memories in her mind, like a prisoner nailed to a cross.

All over my body, I couldn't even move a finger. When I closed my eyes, I seemed to be able to see a vast emptiness, with memories of the past flashing in the emptiness.

They were like the echo of the tide, hitting Karuizawa Megumi one after another.

"Karuizawa-san."

Hirata Yosuke's words in the earphones pulled Karuizawa Megumi out of this trance again.

Karuizawa Megumi closes his eyes, opens them, closes his eyes, opens them.

After continuing this action several times, she replied: