Hojo Shouko watched Aozawa getting closer, her cheeks flushing with a layer of shy redness, her eyes drooping to the ground, not daring to look directly at him, nor did she say anything.

This obedient and adorable look made Aozawa want to employ some tough love on the spot.

But he understood well.

Doing it in the sports storage room might seem thrilling.

Using it as the site for the first time is obviously inappropriate.

Although hotels and homes, essentially like sports storage rooms, are all buildings, the difference seems minimal.

Yet the feeling in people's hearts is completely different.

If not, people wouldn't associate the sports storage room with an inexplicable thrill.

But for the first time, one shouldn't seek thrill, it should be somewhere with a bed.

Aozawa stood in front of Hojo Shouko, caressing her soft cheek, then leaned in to whisper: "Shouko, don't rush. Let's enjoy here fully when we have time in the future."

The voice drilled into her ear, making Hojo Shouko's cheeks even redder, instinctively clamping her legs together.

So shy.

Even though she harbored such thoughts in her heart, when Aozawa pointed it out, she felt as if her brain and heart were about to explode.

"Our first time will definitely be in a suitable place, not here."

This sentence made a warm current surge from her cracked heart, instantly spreading to her limbs, as if honey was injected.

Hojo Shouko's mind was filled with a dizzy feeling.

Her long-held heart finally settled.

Aozawa-senpai wasn't uninterested in her, but cared for her, which is why he hadn't brought up those topics yet.

Summer Flower was right, she had hidden her thoughts too deeply before.

This needs to change in the future.

One can't let Aozawa-senpai guess everything.

Things she likes and dislikes need to be shown on her cheeks, like Sister Caiyu.

If everything is expressed outwardly, interactions would be particularly relaxed.

Hojo Shouko had the thought of change at this moment.

"Okay."

She nodded.

Outside the sports storage room came the voice of Furusawa Kyoichiro, "Who exactly closed the sports storage room without locking it?"

"There are people inside."

Aozawa quickly shouted.

Furusawa Kyoichiro, hearing this, opened the door to the sports storage room.

If it were someone else, he would surely ask if they were bullied by classmates.

But seeing the two people in front of him, Furusawa Kyoichiro couldn't help but show suspicion, "What are you trying to do in the sports storage room?"

"Obviously tidying up sports equipment, what else can we do?"

Aozawa innocently retorted.

Furusawa Kyoichiro furrowed his brows slightly, originally intending to attend baseball club training.

Now, he felt it was better to help tidy up the sports equipment first, to prevent any reports of strange noises coming from the sports storage room.

"Then I'll help you, let's clean it up quickly together."

Hearing his words, Aozawa patted Hojo Shouko's shoulder, smiled, and said, "Shouko, you go ahead, we'll take care of the tidying here."

"Okay."

Hojo Shouko nodded.

Staying in the same space with Aozawa, she felt that cleaning sports equipment was difficult, even standing became somewhat challenging.

Her limbs felt as if she was sick with a heavy cold, lacking strength.

She left the sports storage room and headed towards the main entrance of the gymnasium.

Natsuka Yanagimachi was leaning against the wall, watching Hojo Shouko approach.

She scrutinized her friend from head to toe with a judgmental gaze, noting that apart from the red face, her blouse buttons were neatly fastened.

"Ugh, if only that senior didn't interfere."

Natsuka Yanagimachi sighed, not expecting anything to happen in such a short time.

Unless Aozawa-senpai is one of those flashy types that's useless in action.

Rumor has it that some people surrender as soon as they enter, very quickly.

Hojo Shouko's face was still flushed, she softly said, "Summer Flower, it wasn't about the senior, it's just,"

After a short pause, she confessed to her close friend, "Aozawa-senpai said the first time isn't suitable for a place like that, next time we'll choose a good place."

Natsuka Yanagimachi immediately perked up, leaning closer to ask, "And then?"

"He also said we'd come back to the sports storage room when we have time..."

Hojo Shouko spoke quieter and quieter, to the point where Natsuka Yanagimachi had to lean her ear close to hear her.

The topic conjured a particularly thrilling feeling in Natsuka Yanagimachi's heart.

But thinking that what she considered thrilling might be just a routine for Aozawa-senpai,

That sense of loss surged again in her heart.

"Damn, I also want to fall in love, then be poked forcefully by a guy!"

Natsuka Yanagimachi shouted wildly, then heard the sound of a door opening, three boys stood still, shocked by these wild words.

She blushed, quickly ran away, fast enough to stir a cloud of dust off the ground.

Hojo Shouko knew for the first time that Summer Flower had a talent for track running.

...

The classroom of Year 2, Class C.

Ayatsuki Ayaka hummed a tune, diligently cleaning the desk with a cloth, after four rounds of intensive training in Alaska State, her physical fitness greatly improved.

Doing these household chores, she didn't perceive any fatigue.

The speed was fast too.

Now, cleaning a desk only took less than two or three seconds, leaving the surface gleaming.

Including those chairs as well.

Under her strength and speed, one might almost use chairs as mirrors, causing people sitting on them to wonder if they could reflect what's beneath their skirts.

Of course, what Ayatsuki Ayaka takes most pride in is doing these tasks without affecting her manicure.

This is the benefit of improved strength.

Ding, suddenly the phone made a soft noise, Ayatsuki Ayaka paused cleaning the desk, quickly pulled out her phone from her jacket pocket, unlocked it with a fingerprint, opened the app and saw it was a message from Hojo Shouko.

"Sister Caiyu, thank you for your help."

Ayatsuki Ayaka's pupils shrunk, looking at the time, her wheat-colored cheeks showed astonishment.

It wasn't even fifteen minutes total, including the time walking over to talk and other activities.

This round didn't last even three minutes!

Hojo Shouko's grip was so strong?

Ayatsuki Ayaka pondered over the scene of the two sides' fierce battle, then shook her head quickly, hastily sent a message: "Did it end so soon?"

She couldn't help but worry whether Aozawa's health was normal.

Is it possible that Sister Chitose is drying up Aozawa's stock every day?

A series of doubts flashed across her small mind, the sent messages showed as read, and quickly received a series of text replies from Hojo Shouko.

"No, Sister Caiyu, we didn't do anything, just agreed for next time.

Aozawa-senpai said the sports storage room isn't good for the first time."

Hojo Shouko's explanation made Ayatsuki Ayaka breathe a sigh of relief, so it's not Aozawa's health issue.

She couldn't be blamed for overthinking.

Aozawa always lives with a woman like Sister Chitose, presumably working hard every night.

Even though Morimoto Chitose said she couldn't withstand it, Ayatsuki Ayaka considered that humble talk on her part.

"What's this about?"

A sudden voice emerged from behind, startling Ayatsuki Ayaka, she turned and saw that Arakawa Reina had appeared behind her.

Seeing Ayatsuki Ayaka's startled reaction, Arakawa Reina smiled and said, "I'm just curious, no need to be nervous."

Ayatsuki Ayaka licked her lips, thinking of Saeko's analysis, Arakawa Reina might also have a relationship beyond friendship with Aozawa.

But not fully understanding her attitude, Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't dare say anything arbitrarily, waving her hand: "It's nothing.

Class representative, let's continue cleaning."

"Okay."

Arakawa Reina did not insist on Ayatsuki Ayaka explaining the matter.

Simply by peeking at the screen to see the messages, she deduced that Ayatsuki Ayaka was helping Hojo Shouko.

Indeed a formidable opponent!

Arakawa Reina strongly suspected that Ayatsuki Ayaka would later become a fierce rival in pushing Aozawa ahead.

No, Hojo Shouko also cannot be underestimated.

Wanting to choose the sports storage room for the first time, such a sacred place.

Arakawa Reina watched as Ayatsuki Ayaka went on to clean, redirecting her gaze, a strong determination welled up.

In this area, she would absolutely not lose to anyone.