I’ve Been Working My Hardest as Manager of the Girls’ Track and Field Team, but Ever Since I Retired, the Team Members Have Been Coming at Me Like Crazy!?
“Hmm…”
In a school classroom.
I was sitting there alone, racking my brain.
About what Shirotori meant by “paying me back.”
“Everything about me, you know.”
Of course, that probably means exactly what she said.
Or maybe it means something more than that.
In any case, it means that if I want to, I can do whatever I please with Shirotori.
Hmm…
“……Glance.”
I secretly scanned the classroom and saw my female classmates chatting and laughing.
But every single one of them was more ordinary and less attractive than Shiratori.
I don’t mean to put them down.
It just shows how attractive she is.
No, it’s not just Shiratori.
Yukimura and Hayase too.
All three of them are stunning beauties, each in their own way.
At first, it was all about getting into college, and later on, I was so focused on getting us all to the National High School Championships that I didn’t even give their looks a second glance.
No.
I pretended not to notice because I figured someone like me wouldn’t stand a chance with them anyway.
But they all like me.
Those three beauties love me to the point of madness.
That fact is undeniable.
The future is in my hands.
“Hmm…”
“Mitsuru, what’s wrong? You’ve been mumbling to yourself for a while now.”
“Oh, Yukimura.”
Yukimura, who’s also my classmate, came over to me.
“Mitsuru, is something bothering you?”
“Nah, nothing.”
“Liar. Come on, it’s about Moe, isn’t it?”
“W-why?”
“Because, Mitsuru, you’re always so preoccupied with Moe.”
“W-well, not really.”
“You just don’t realize it. Sure, Moe’s the type you can’t ignore, but trying to monopolize Mitsuru like that—you’re such a bad girl.”
Yukimura’s expression clouded over slightly.
Hmm, things are looking a bit dicey.
“W-well, I guess part of it is that she had the least track record out of the three of us. Yukimura was already one of the top students in the city to begin with.”
“Hmm, that’s certainly true. Besides, since club activities are over, there’s no need to worry about her anymore.”
“H-haha, you’re right.”
I don’t think this obvious attempt to butter her up will smooth things over completely, but for now, I have to focus on keeping Yukimura happy.
We’re classmates, after all, and I wouldn’t stand a chance if she said something weird in class.
“Hey, Mitsuru.”
“W-what is it?”
“Do you remember our promise?”
“Promise?”
“You know, the one where whoever wins at Uno gets to go on a date with Mitsuru in order.”
“Oh, yeah, I remember.”
“Tomorrow happens to be Saturday, so how about we go out first thing in the morning?”
“Well, since it’s a promise, I guess. Is there somewhere you want to go?”
“Of course, I’d love to go to your room.”
“W-well, I don’t think that counts as ‘going out’.”
“I know that. We’ll save that for last. Since it’s a special occasion, how about we have a fancy breakfast in the morning?”
“Breakfast? Are there even places that serve that?”
“Yeah. A friend of mine actually runs a café. What do you think?”
“Hmm, I guess so.”
I don’t have a say in the matter anyway.
“Then it’s settled. Also, let’s eat lunch together.”
“Huh, lunch too?”
“Yeah. It’s first come, first served with this kind of thing. It’s a promise, okay?”
“Uh, yeah.”
After making that promise, Yukimura returned to her seat with a satisfied look.
Basically, as long as I go along with whatever they say, things stay peaceful.
I just want to keep living my days like this, without any trouble.
Yes, without anything happening.
For example.
I hope Hayase, who’s been staring at me through the window the whole time, doesn’t do anything.