Volleyball and physicists are both evil

　　Fumino clearly chose foods that weren't high in calories when she went to the cafeteria recently. However, when she weighed herself before taking a shower last night, she was still shocked by the increase in the number. She had no idea why things had changed so much.

　　Fortunately, today's physical education class fully trained her body. According to her calculations, she might lose two or three kilograms.

　　Fumino thought she had lost weight, showing a proud smile.

　　"Ah, by the way, Itsuki, which part of the volleyball test did you not excel at?" She suddenly thought of that question and asked Itsuki with concern.

　　"Catch the ball? Send the ball? Or service? If possible, I should be able to tell you some tricks."

　　Itsuki said in surprise: "Really? Thank you, Fumino!"

　　"We can do that too. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask, Itsuki-san. Kashima, Inomori, and Chono also smiled.

　　"Thank you very much! So..."

　　Itsuki lifted the volleyball in her arms, took a few steps back to distance herself, and made a motion to serve.

　　"What I want to practice is the jump serve, but there are always some problems along the way..."

　　"Problem?" Fumino tilted her head slightly. It's true that the jump serve is more difficult. It is very common for the ball to be thrown high and then miss.

　　Fumino watched from the side as Itsuki threw the ball forward, without any problems with her posture or angle, and then...

　　Itsuki looked at the ball, ran a few steps and jumped on the spot. Her hands seemed to have calculated the direction and hit the ball steadily. Everything seems smooth.

　　However, Fumino widened her eyes and stared at the 'ball' in disbelief.

　　Itsuki's jump height wasn't that low, but her plump breasts were affected by the laws of physics and generated kinetic energy that bounced up and down, which somehow lowered her height a bit.

　　This error naturally caused her to lose the originally calculated hitting distance. Her hand touched the volleyball and at the same time, the volleyball also fell towards her chest.

　　The three big balls collided like this.

　　Itsuki skillfully caught the volleyball that was about to bounce and land. After all, it was just a demonstration, she didn't use much force and could catch it easily.

　　She hugged the ball back to her chest, and asked expectantly to the four people who were silent beside her.

　　"How? Do you see any areas I can improve?"

　　"How can I say it?"

　　 Fumino complained.

　　Itsuki was very frightened, and then panicked:

　　"Has it gotten this bad? Is it true that my sports performance cannot be saved!?"

　　"No, referee, this is a foul! Nobody hits three balls in one serve!"

　　"I only have one in my hand?!"

"And what happened to those laws of physics? How can there be such a heavy feeling?! Disgusting, very indecent, both volleyball and physicists!"

　　"A-Aren't we talking about serving posture now..."

　　Hearing her pitiful question, Fumino said to Itsuki's chest with blood and tears:

　　"The thing is, I don't know how big your chest is that you can't hit the ball when you jump!"

　　"Aha..."

　　Itsuki was stunned and wanted to say something, but Kashima and the others stood up and walked towards the corner while lecturing.

　　"Itsuki-san, please don't upset Princess Furuhashi any more..."

　　"Princess Furuhashi has very low self-esteem about the size of her breasts, and you deliberately let her know how big the gap is between women..."

　　"This is so cruel..."

　　Facing the betrayal of her friends, Fumino almost cried.

　　"I heard everything! You are the cruel one! I don't have an inferiority complex, can rarity value be considered an inferiority complex!"

　　With sadness and anger, she started packing equipment quickly and decided to go back to class early and eat all the snacks in her school bag to calm her sadness at being humiliated.

　　Therefore, she didn't pay attention to them, which left the confused Itsuki in the corner.

　　"Really, why can't I be fat and in the right position..."

　　Pushing the equipment rack towards the sports warehouse, Fumino pouted, looking at the beautiful slim figure with almost no fat under the sports clothes.

　　Then her vision was unobstructed and she saw the floor.

　　Breasts are just useless lumps of fat, being without fat is almost the same as having no breasts.

　　Fumino looked away with a dull look, and decided to stop by the cafeteria later to buy more snacks to replenish the lost nutrition both physically and mentally.

　　"What is it? You look depressed."

　　A familiar voice came from the side. Fumino turned to look. Shinichi pushed the equipment column containing badminton equipment.

　　"Asada-san? Are you a student on duty?" Fumino asked strangely.

　　"No." Shinichi looked a little helpless, "The student on duty today has a sprained ankle. I helped him get his gear back."

　　Fumino was surprised: "Help? When did your same-sex relationship become so good?"

　　 Feeling like he had been stabbed without realizing it, Shinichi pursed his lips slightly, "Maybe because I happened to be next to him? That guy seemed to have just had a fight with his friends."

　　"I see…" Fumino nodded in understanding.

　　Shinichi sighed.

　　"Fortunately, the injured person wasn't Yuiga, otherwise we'd have to be careful now to see if those guys from the Thorns Club were up to something again."

　　"Ahaha, that shouldn't have happened…" Her cheeks were red, and Fumino smiled awkwardly, looking unsure of herself.

　　However, both of them know that the Thorn Club, a support organization for Furuhashi Fumino whose members cover 80% of the class, seems to want to bring them together as a couple.

　　Although after being taught a lesson by Shinichi, those people not only restrained themselves a lot, but also gave him and Fumino a lot of help in various aspects. However, no one is sure whether these people will make any inexplicable plans.

　　"Hmm~"

　　When she thought that there were so many people around her supporting the relationship between the two, although Fumino was still smiling, her movements were more awkward, and she did not dare to look at him.

　　Shinichi noticed that the atmosphere had become quiet, so he casually changed the topic.

　　"I just discovered a new learning method with Uesugi. I think it's quite interesting and very efficient."

　　"Eh? What?"

　　"Just answering questions and hitting at the same time—"

　　"Wait a moment, Asada-san. That... Seems to be a game called [Ancient and Modern Objects]. It also appears in the anime..."

　　"...What did you say?"

　　"Is there a need to be so shocked that even your facial expression changes…"

　　The two chatted for a while, and soon arrived in front of the sports warehouse. Shinichi opened the rusty door, pushed open the equipment column and entered.

　　The lights inside were dim, and sunlight cast light gray shadows through the two-meter-high windows. However, Shinichi and Fumino were enjoying their conversation, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

　　"So I went to the editor and immediately threatened him to delete that part of the stage show… It was actually fine. I just read the script according to the lines. It's just that I don't want the whole school to see that scene, so I don't want it to be made public. Otherwise, I would have joined the drama club long ago."

　　"Too bad. I also want to see how great Asada-san's acting skills are…"

　　 Fumino squatted on the ground and lined up the volleyball.

　　"Well, if Asada-san doesn't say anything, I'd better ask Itsuki for the original movie..."

　　Shinichi was helpless.

　　"How curious of you… Forget it, I'll show you the script another day, so-"

　　Before he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

　　The light coming from outside the door instantly closed, and the rusty iron door slammed shut.

　　"What happened?"

　　Shinichi and Fumino stopped chatting at the same time, turned their heads and looked at the tightly closed door.