My Relationship System is a Little Weird

But what is there to be disappointed about? Is it hard to talk about not being able to swim?

"It seems to be Mr. Watanabe."

"Huh? Really or not?"

"I vaguely heard it when I went to the staff room for training. I don't know who the girl is. It shouldn't be that guy Watanabe."

"It's better not, or I'll give him a new nickname!"

Uchiyama Qinghe gritted his teeth, it's fine that the boys can't take swimming lessons with the girls, but if the girls have a male teacher, he'll be pissed off.

"Kanhara, Kanhara, you have such a good relationship, didn't you find out?"

"I asked what that one was doing?"

Kanbara Chiwa gave Uchiyama Qinghe a speechless look, then held his chin and sighed.

Shame, mainly.

It's not hard to say that you can't swim, but the problem is...

He felt that it was really embarrassing for him to flop around in the water.

Just thinking about it made him feel embarrassed for himself in the near future, and even started to curl up his hands and feet.

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"Tsk, you have a figure...you specially go to the gym?"

Kamihara Chiwa shook his head.

As long as you are thin enough, or the body fat percentage is low enough, you can see things like abdominal muscles and chest muscles.

And although he didn't go to the gym to push iron, the amount of exercise was far more than that of ordinary exercise.

So Kamihara Chiwa's streamlined and strong figure is still much stronger than the boys in the same class.

It perfectly interprets what it means to look thin when dressed, and to look fleshy when undressed.

Uchiyama Qinghe is also in good shape, no matter what, he is the tail of the crane in the current baseball club, and the amount of daily training is definitely not low.

But Chiwa Kamihara is a model after all, and he also pays attention to the distribution and uniformity of muscles while exercising.

Uchiyama Qinghe looked around cheerfully. Although he was compared by Chiwa Kanbara in terms of stature, he could still be proud of himself in front of others.

In the locker room, besides comparing their figures, the boys naturally have other places to compare.

"Fuck you, Kanbara, you're a bit outrageous, aren't you?!"

As soon as Chiwa Kanbara put on his swimming trunks, he heard the surprised voice of a fat boy beside him.

The other party was staring at his lower body with a look of astonishment.

"What happened to Kanbara?"

Uchiyama Qinghe poked his head out curiously, then saw the direction the classmate was pointing at, and fell silent for a moment.

"Kanbara, did you sneak a glimpse of something before changing your clothes?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, it's in a normal state."

"You call this a normal state?"

Kanbara Chiwa's originally depressed mood because of going to swim suddenly picked up. He glanced at the boys around him with disdain. Wherever he looked, the teenagers turned around in a panic.

He let out a long breath, and the smile on his face was somewhat flattened.

"Hey, they're still kids."

"hateful!!"

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Just like the rumors, the teacher in charge of the swimming lessons for the boys of Class E is naturally the head teacher of Class E, Watanabe Kunimi.

This strong man with a square face and a height of more than 1.9 meters stands by the swimming pool with a spoon hanging around his neck, like a lifeguard in a swimming pool.

After all, Uchiyama Qinghe was the sports committee member. After all the boys stood up neatly, the homeroom teacher who usually didn't have a strong sense of presence walked in front of everyone.

He put his hands on his hips and narrowed his tiger eyes slightly, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Raise your hand if you can't swim."

唰

A group of boys raised their hands, including Chiwa Kanbara.

"Everyone who doesn't raise their hands can swim?"

"Very well, let's do the warm-up first and warm up your body a little."

After some activities, Watanabe Kunimi jumped directly into the swimming pool.

The swimming pool is not too deep. After all, it is a school swimming pool with a depth of only 1.6. This depth is enough for most students to step to the bottom.

And even if you can't step on it to the bottom, there are still buoys placed aside.

Kamihara Chiwa, who can't swim, stood nervously in the water with a buoy in his hand.

Seriously, only people who can't swim can understand the feeling of being helpless standing in the water.

Kanbara Daimyojin, who used to be omnipotent, became a little fragile. Fortunately, not many people saw this scene.

After all, it was the first swimming lesson, and after teaching some key points of holding and exhaling, an hour flew by in the blink of an eye.

After returning to the locker room, Kamihara Chiwa finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He straightened his shirt, and just as he was about to button it, he heard Neishan Qinghe's voice beside him.

"Kamihara!"

He turned his head subconsciously, and then saw a mobile phone pointed at him.

"doing what?"

"A photo, 1w yen, how about 37 points?"

"Not much, you sell your own."

"There's no market for my photos."

Uchiyama Qinghe regrettably put down his phone, but he didn't do that kind of candid photography anymore, firstly because Kanbara Chiwa didn't like it, and secondly because of the fact that the shutter sound couldn't be turned off...

There is no way to mute the shutter sound of the neon mobile phone, the purpose is to prevent sneak shots.

"Whose commission is this time?"

"Senior sister in the second year of high school, she looks okay, she looks quite cute."

"Second year?"

"Well... that's the senior who met you at the sports festival last time. She's in super good shape."

Kanbara Chiwa was taken aback, the corner of his mouth twitched, he seemed to have guessed who it was.

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"ヾ(?ε?｀*): Is Sakura-senpai committing a crime?"

"Sakura: Ehe~ I don't understand what you're talking about, Kanbara-kun~"

In the chat group, Kamihara Chiwa felt a little helpless when he killed Sakura Tomoyo who refused to admit it. Since the last time the reading department made a fortune by relying on his photo and signature, this group of unscrupulous seniors thought it was a fortune Great way to get rich.

Indeed, since the last welcome stage, Chiwa Kamihara's popularity has dropped a little, but there are still many girls who are still paying attention to him.

Especially since he doesn't have a girlfriend...

There are not a few people who daydream, especially in such an open age.

"MaiSaka: Did something interesting happen?"

"Sakura: Nothing happened!"

Maisaka Yui, who was sitting in the classroom and secretly yawned, turned off the phone screen with some doubts, and then refocused on the blackboard.

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198. Pretend something is wrong

As soon as he entered the drama club activity room, Chiwa Kanbara saw a scene that shocked him extremely.

Qing Shuijing, who was always reading the script with her arms in her arms, was not reading the script in her hand, but was staring straight at the red-faced Yamato Mitsuha in front of her.

Kamihara Chiwa walked over strangely, and patted Shimizu Shizumi on the shoulder.

"what happened?"

His voice sounded, and the two women who didn't know what they were doing realized his arrival.

Yamato Sanye's already rosy little face flushed instantly, and before she could stop her, there was a trace of surprise in Qing Shuijing's voice.

"Why is it so big."

"quiet!!"

Kamihara Chiwa was stunned, and then instantly understood what Shimizu Shizune was referring to.

After all, it's a swimming class, even Qing Shuijing who likes to sleep in the class can't escape the situation of going into the water, so this swimming class is a rare one for Qing Shuijing, spent in a waking state.

but...

She seemed quite curious about Yamato Mitsuha's good figure.

After saying the words that made Yamato Mitsuha feel ashamed and angry, and Kanbara Chiwa looked embarrassed, she looked down at her already quite large chest with some doubts.

"Can mine grow bigger too?"

While talking, she even wanted to pinch her own.

Fortunately, Kanbara Chiwa reached out to stop the girl's movements.

He clenched the white and tender wrists in his hands, then shook his head quietly at the somewhat doubtful Qing Shui.

"Shimizu, don't do that."