Chapter 213: A Man Like the Wind

Damn!

Just taking off his shirt somehow managed to hit one of Yukinoshita’s few…no, her only sore spot.

It seemed those two genuinely clashed by nature!

First, he blurted out rude words, then humiliated her—wasn’t this basically declaring war on Yukinoshita?

Hmm…

Since he still had to stay in the Service Club, they needed to patch things up.

Alright then—

Praising Yukinoshita as “cute” was beyond him, but offering some comfort? That he could scrape together, even if it meant lying through his teeth.

Good, that’s the plan!

Maybe it’d earn back a tiny bit of credit.

…

“Well…I think your breasts are actually pretty stylish and nice, Yukinoshita.”

“You…what did you say?”

Yukinoshita’s face hardened as she glared at Himekoji.

She felt utterly miserable—

Was this idiot deliberately rubbing salt in the wound?

She felt like killing him!

No, truthfully, the urge to murder him had lingered since the day they met!

…

“Almost no air resistance, right? They won’t hinder you in things like archery, swimming, or track-and-field. Pretty handy, really!”

Was this comfort or mockery?

“Pfft!”

Hikigaya failed to stifle a laugh.

Yuigahama’s face twisted strangely as she desperately fought back giggles.

“You!”

Was it just an illusion? Yukinoshita’s expression looked even more terrifying now.

Ah, he probably hadn’t comforted her enough!

The clever Himekoji instantly identified the problem.

He paused briefly, searching for the right phrasing.

After all, finding words to praise Yukinoshita’s breasts…was no small challenge.

Okay, ready!

Deep breath, and—

“And you don’t even need a bra! No useless expenses—very economical! Truly, an eco-friendly pair!”

With that lightning-fast shout, Himekoji spun on his heels and bolted.

Holy crap, that was intense!

…

Left behind with Yukinoshita’s fury were the abandoned Yuigahama and Hikigaya.

Well then, they could deal with her headache!

…

“Hah? What’s wrong with that pervert? Seriously, what an idiot!”

Ranting furiously, Yukinoshita’s face flushed crimson with rage.

“You’re still young, Yukinoshita. There’s still time,” Hikigaya said, emphasizing the word “young.” Thankfully, she was too angry to catch the double meaning.

“Yukino-chan is so beautiful and cute—you really shouldn’t stress over something silly like this.”

“I. AM. NOT. STRESSED! Physical traits don’t determine one’s worth! Moreover, even if we must compete that way, a relative evaluation against the global average would be the only fair and accurate assessment. Honestly, declaring a winner now is wildly premature!”

She was seriously arguing the point!

Scary!

But to ambitiously compare herself with the “global average”?

Pffft!

Hikigaya kept a straight face while internally snickering.

“Not stressed… totally not stressed… why would I even care…”

Muttering these unconvincing denials, Yukinoshita subtly let her gaze flicker toward Hikigaya and Yuigahama’s chests.

H-h-how come everyone’s so blessed…?

One glance plunged her into heavy silence.

“sigh”

Finally, a soft sigh escaped, unnoticed.

…

Youth is running beneath the sunset.

No—youth is stripping shirtless and running!

Himekoji charged onto the field, reckless and unyielding!

Even though club activities thrived across the track field—cheerful voices and flying sweat filled the air.

[Ding!]

[The audience and stage stand ready!]

[Begin your performance!]

Performance his foot!

Himekoji rolled his eyes mentally.

Right—gotta make this quick!

He was electricity, he was a thunderstorm—he plunged ahead with his head down!

Seventy miles an hour!

Maximum speed achieved!

A gust of wind tore across the field.

A man like the wind, stripped shirtless, racing boldly—

Before countless wide-eyed spectators—

Shirtless!

“Is it him?”

It must be him!

“It’s him! It’s him! It is him!”

Someone answered right away.

“As expected, it’s him!”

“What else did we expect?”

“Our very own Pervert, Himekoji!”

…

Himekoji ran through the bend, ran down the straight, and ran past the stand in front of the playground.

[Ding!]

[Broadcast connected!]

[Broadcast script ready—]

[3, 2, 1!]

[Go!]

“Ah! Approaching us, running completely naked towards us, is Pervert-kun, Himekoji!”

“Under the azure sky, there goes his strong figure and determined strides!”

“On the crimson track, he is a blazing flame! A dazzling meteor! Slicing through the dust-filled runway, swift as a storm!”

…

As the broadcast echoed, all gazes on the playground swept towards Himekoji, converging on him like powerful currents.

If those stares were blades, he’d be being stabbed a thousand times…

That’s enough!

Stop it already!

So embarrassing, Himekoji just wanted to die!

Seriously, just what kind of “embarrassment play” was this?

Running naked was already humiliating enough, so please stop increasing the difficulty on your own!

If he knew it’d end up like this, even saying Yukinoshita was cute wouldn’t have been a big deal!

Himekoji was already starting to regret it…

Probably hearing Himekoji’s silent plead, the System stepped out—

[Ding!]

[“Pervert Charisma” activated!]

[Spread the virus! Lead the trend! I am Pervert, therefore I am cool!]

Hearing this, Himekoji, who was running naked rather passionately, nearly stumbled and fell flat on his face.

How did “Pervert Charisma” activate again?

What happened to “low probability”!

I’ve never seen you this active before. Been taking something these past two days?

Himekoji looked up at the track—

Hmm, just half a lap left…

Screw it!

Himekoji gritted his teeth. Speed up! Speed up! Speed up!

However, he didn’t know that the faster he ran, the faster the “virus” spread!

…

“Oh!”

“Gulp!”

“My god!”

Uncontrollable gasps.

The sound of dry lips gulping.

Exaggerated exclamations.

“What am I seeing?”

“A Pervert!”

“No, more than just a Pervert!”

“He is lightning! He is brilliance! He is a man like the wind!”

“Who would’ve thought it! After taking off his clothes, Himekoji-kun is so built! His skin, smooth and fair like marble…”

“Has Cult Leader-sama begun a new ascetic practice? As expected of the Cult Leader!”

“Cult Leader-sama! Please allow me to follow your path from this moment on!”

“Hail the Cult Leader! Liberate true nature! Naked runs are not guilty!”

Girls saw him and their legs went weak. Guys saw him and worshipped him!

The moron halo… no, it should be the Pervert virus, was truly unbeatable.

…

Ding!

“Black Cloak” joined the party!

Ding!

“Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord” joined the party!

Ding!

“Snowfield Blue” joined the party!

…

After getting the first person joining spontaneously, came the second, then the third!

In next to no time, a huge group of “crazy runners” gathered behind Himekoji.

…

Hearing the commotion behind him, Himekoji instinctively looked back.

The result? Just one glance gave him a huge fright!

Holy crap! What the hell?!

Are these people all nuts?

Why are they chasing after him?

He had no money!

“Someone save me!”

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