Reincarnated in Tokyo, entangled by the troublesome lady

The director of the sports group was very dissatisfied, and then he glanced at the class schedule, and was even more angry.

But complaining is useless, you must find a way to solve the immediate problem.

"Uh--Mr. Kazama, can I trouble you to take Kato-san's class for a while?"

The director of the sports group looked around and found Asuka Kazama who was pricking up his ears in boredom. He was taken aback, thinking about the other party's teaching performance during the internship, which was not bad.

A few sports teachers who were interns at the same time at the same time almost didn't laugh out loud, and quickly relieved.

Although the relationship is usually good, the same applies to the dead friends and the poor Dao Zai Li himself.

"Director, I'm still an agent, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."

Asuka Kazama, who was originally looking like a melon, looked confused, and then felt a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Kazama's ability is obvious to all, and the physical education class is divided into male and female students, there will be other gentlemen teaching at the same time, don't worry!"

The director of the sports group thought carefully about Asuka Kazama's daily performance, and his tone became more firm.

"If you do well, I'll help you apply for regular status!"

"I—thank you, Director!"

Kazami Asuka originally planned to politely refuse, but after hearing the director's second sentence, she quickly agreed under the envious eyes of several interns at the same time.

Kazama Asuka confusedly put on her teacher's badge, followed the amiable Tanaso Senbei—of course also a female teacher, and slowly walked out of the physical education teaching group.

"Come on, Asuka -!"

She was cheering up in her heart, but she accidentally yelled out.

Mr. Tian Suo turned around and gave her a meaningful smile, and then said something very seriously.

"Don't be afraid of Asuka! Newcomers have to be tortured to become reliable."

"I remember, senbei."

Asuka Kazama followed the Senbei and finally arrived at the stadium. After observing the queue, she finally realized it.

"The director of the physical education group is not lying. It is true that male and female students attend separately, and there are indeed other teachers teaching at the same time."

"But I'm a newcomer, why do I have to take boys from two classes alone!"

Seeing the boys looking at her excitedly, she felt her scalp tingling a little, and she could only yell in her heart when she started class.

"Yabai! Yuko, come and save me, Yabai—"

Chapter 32 Mochizuki Yao doesn't want to work hard, Mei doesn't want to give up

Mochizuki Yao looked up at the sun and judged that the time was close to noon.

Since it is a physical education class, the third and fourth classes this morning are two consecutive classes.

This substitute teacher Asuka Kazama is different from her young appearance, and her physical education teaching method is more traditional.

First is roll call—Mochizuki Yao thinks there is no need for roll call in high school physical education class, after all, who would skip class suddenly?

No way, no way?Does anyone really skip physical education class to study?

The second is to introduce—to explain the goal of today's physical education class. After all, it is the first class for freshmen, and the agent does not ask too much, just explain the plan to everyone.

Then warm up - as we all know, it is best to warm up before doing any sports, and Asuka Kazama is no exception. She guides everyone to jog around the playground for three laps, and then starts warming up.

The final confrontation——Since the physical education class is taught by two first-grade classes at the same time, Asuka Kazama organized a class basketball confrontation in order to make everyone active.

That is, one-year class C VS one-year class D.

Although it is not mandatory, Mochizuki Yao is not going to participate, the reason is very simple - tired.

The big muscular guy in class C of the first year—Yao Mochizuki thought he could eat three Shota Iwasaki (good guy) in one meal. At this time, he was organizing his class with a grin on his face, and then walked towards Yao Mochizuki.

asshole!Isn't class C of the first year mainly focusing on the art direction?What kind of strange artistic giant is this?

The muscular man spoke very politely.

"Hi, are you ready to attend?"

Wang Yueyao and the petrified first-year class D boys around him couldn't believe their ears.

"Hello, Four Eyes, do you have any money? Lend it to my uncle, Huahua?"

Although Wang Yueyao was frantically making arrangements in his heart, the big man did not say this sentence.

"Not going to participate."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling face, after all, the big man has not yet reached the level of being in a sack.

"My name is Takeshi Otsuka, and I'm the captain of the "Mei Personal Guard". "

The muscular man squeezed out a sinister smile - Takeshi Otsuka thought it was a friendly smile.

"Mochizuki Yao."

Mochizuki Yao felt that it was not difficult for him to just get to know each other.

"Mochizuki-kun, I'm sorry, I was rude before."

The muscular man apologized with a smirk——Mochizuki Yao suddenly realized that this person probably only knows how to laugh!

"It's ok."

Mochizuki Yao felt that the other party was really great at pinching coins.

"Master Mei specifically told the members of the "Pro-Guards of Mei" not to embarrass you in the future. "

The muscular man seemed to have thought of something, and he hesitated to speak.

"Sorry, can I ask what happened between you and Mei-sama recently? She seems very unhappy recently."

"It should be my problem, and I will solve it as soon as possible."

Mochizuki Yao felt that there were indeed many misunderstandings between himself and Mei Sakurai.

"Excuse me, if you have any difficulties, you can call us for help at any time."

Otsuka Takeshi was very grateful when he heard the words, bowed seriously and left.

"What a strange person."

Mochizuki Yao watched quietly as Takeshi Otsuka organized the boys from Class C to play a basketball game with the boys from Class D who were in his first year class.

There is no way to fish in the physical education class like other classes. After all, even Mochizuki Yao cannot sleep comfortably while standing.

Mochizuki Yao just thought it was boring to stand stupidly, and Tanaka Naoto's body size beside him didn't seem to allow him to participate in sports like basketball games.

After the muscular man left, he thought of a familiar hot girl—Mei Sakurai.

Because of the difference in physical strength, boys and girls will take physical education classes separately, so he didn't see the hot girl Mei Sakurai.

Mochizuki Yao didn't think too much, took advantage of everyone's attention on the court, and slowly withdrew - he was so bored, he wanted to sleep for a while.

Drowsy, he turned slowly along the stadium.

After a few minutes, he stopped.

A lonely football appeared in front of his eyes, Mochizuki Yao looked up and looked around, but found no one.

"It should be left behind by the students in the second class. Forget it, just pretend that you didn't see it."

Mochizuki Yao looked at the football again and was about to leave, as if to convince himself.

"Someone will find it soon, just leave it alone, don't worry about it."

After 10 minutes, one person, one ball is still facing each other.

For some reason, Mochizuki Yao looked at this lonely football, and suddenly remembered himself when he bought sacks in Yanaka Ginza Commercial Street yesterday.

"Well, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll send you back."

Wang Yueyao was a little helpless, he suddenly wanted to try to see if prompts popped up in his head after doing good deeds: merit +1, merit +1, merit +1...

Mochizuki Yao picked up the left football and walked slowly.

Finally, he reached his destination - a distant sporting goods storage room.

Mochizuki Yao slowly approached the sporting goods storage room, because there is a clear sign at the door, which is easy to confirm.

Sure enough, the door was not closed properly, because in order to avoid the trouble of getting the keys every time, the students in each class almost acquiesced to the fact that there is generally no need to lock the door here.

Mochizuki Yao escorted Mr. Football to his new home safely, and suddenly felt as if he had also arrived home, very at ease.

He looked around and found piles of sponge mats for back jumping.

Suddenly, he had a bold idea.

"How comfortable it would be to lie on it" - so he leaned back tentatively.

"Zzz—"

The mysterious mosquito-repellent eyes appeared instantly, Mochizuki Yao's eyes closed slowly after a while.

He fell asleep!

On the other side, a blonde hottie is already very depressed with a broken tennis ball.

Mei Sakurai suddenly felt that her luck was not good. For example, it was a physical education class, so she could relax a little. After the sports teacher asked everyone to warm up, they could practice tennis freely first.

Mei Sakurai was not very interested, she just picked up a tennis ball without looking at it, until she hit the wall for a few rounds before realizing that the tennis ball had leaked air.

She was embarrassed to ask her husband or the classmates beside her for help, and then looked at the empty storage barrel, feeling a little depressed.

There is no other way but to rely on myself.

She took a step forward and went to two sports storage rooms one after another, but she didn't find a brand new tennis storage bucket.

This is already the third place, if you can't find it anymore, you will decide to go back.

She opened the concealed door and walked into the furthest sporting goods storage room.

She was very focused and went straight to the tennis equipment area.Fortunately, there is a brand new tennis ball storage box here, and she is a little thankful that she didn't make the trip in vain.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted something unusual on the high jump mat not far away.

There are people!

Mei Sakurai was taken aback, and subconsciously fumbled for the right pocket in a hurry.