The red-haired girl of the kendo club.

To be honest, I forgot half of it, but the moment I came to the classroom the next day and revealed my name to the protagonist, Sakamoto Ryuji, I remembered it belatedly.

That she was Karen Tojo, who was the 6th most popular heroine in Scramble Love.

In fact, when I first encountered this cartoon as an Internet humor article, what the person who posted the article emphasized was that the heroine, who ranked only 4th in popularity, continued with the main character.

At that time, the attached material was the result of a popularity vote conducted just before the release of the final volume, and the top six figures were shown in color illustrations at the front of the magazine, so I could barely remember their appearance and name.

And today, she came back to class 2-B and cast “You! Be my man!” towards the main character, Sakamoto.

The sudden throwing of a large rice cake caused the public opinion of the classmates to burn in an instant.

As for the person who confessed, Ryuji Sakamoto, who will he be dating?

“Ah, no matter how much you play baseball. You’re kind and nimble, and above all, you have a big chest.”

“Ttt, you don’t know what. Usually, my girlfriend, who is wild like a dog, only treats me like a puppy, how can I bear it?”

“Class A’s Tojo has a small chest and is too masculine, isn’t it? I like the style of my mother-in-law.”

“It doesn’t matter how big or small your breasts are. It’s the heart that matters.”

Especially among male students who are single, it was almost a topic of controversy.

As a fellow man, I can relate to some of their stories, but I would like the class to be patient with them.

Gradually, the female students began to stare at them like worms.

I had no one to talk to except Satoru, who sat in the front seat, so Kishimoto, who was sitting next to me, asked me, who was quietly contemplating the situation in the back of the class.

“Who do you think Sakamoto will date Ryu-chan?”

“Well, I don’t know.”

Since it was a rather sensitive question, I decided to leave a no-comment.

After all, if the story proceeds according to the original story, it was already decided that his childhood friend, Maiya Yaguchi, would be the final winner in the end.

“Eh, it’s not fun~”

Kishimoto, who turned his head while saying those words, began to read the latest issue of Saon Jump again, eagerly again in the morning, wondering if he had lost interest soon.

By the way, I was the original owner of this book.

***

“Then see you tomorrow!”

After school, I broke up with Kishimoto in front of the subway station and headed straight to the gym near my house.

After going up the stairs as usual, opening the gym door on the second floor and going inside, I saw the macho muscular men working hard and sweating.

But what? What is this discomfort?

Today I feel something different.

It was when I instinctively looked around to figure out the cause.

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Mr. Nakayama, the director of this gym, greeted me warmly.

“You must be busy with your studies, but I took attendance stamps every day, Kim-kun.”

“Hello. Director. But what happened today? Suddenly, the members are exercising a lot harder than usual.”

Then the manager shook his head and said.

“There’s a new female member in the gym today. It’s not a fuss because everyone is so pretty.”

Ah… .

I realized then.

That the male members at the gym are struggling to appeal to new members.

“Anyway, hurry up and change your clothes. I’ll watch you exercise today.”

“Oh, thank you.”

After listening to Nakayama-san, the director, I headed to the changing room in the corner of the gym.

***

This gym, run by Mr. Nakayama alone, is about 100 pyeong, and it is not that big compared to other large gyms.

But among the nearby health people, it was almost like a holy place.

This is because athletes and bodybuilders from here have swept awards in numerous competitions.

And it was Yujiro Nakayama, the director of this place, who taught them directly.

Originally, he was a former bodybuilder, but after retiring, he said that he has set up a gym of his dreams and is devoting all his energy to nurturing future students.

The first time I came here was during the spring break of my third year of middle school, so it’s been almost two years since we’ve been exercising together.

He said that he saw a saksu to me, who just started the gym, and he was also very grateful to me for passing on various knowledge and movements for free.

After changing into a light sleeveless tee from the dressing room, a familiar face stood next to Nakayama-san.

“…Fuma Yukika?”

When I saw that face and muttered involuntarily, she said with a proud expression on her chest.

“It’s a coincidence. Kim Yoo-seong. To meet you in a place like this.”

If someone had just joined a new female member, there must have been a twist like this.

Although I felt a little dizzy, I lowered my head for a moment.

“Isn’t your house near here?”

Then Yukika Fuma said with a brazen expression.

“I moved a few days ago. I was looking for a fitness club that I could go to separately because I felt that I couldn’t get enough exercise with just extra activities. I didn’t know you were going here.”

Nakayama-san, who heard us next door, said with a smirk.

“It’s good. From now on, it’s okay for Kim to teach Huma-san to exercise instead of me. If you’re in school, you won’t be able to talk more comfortably than an uncle like me.”

“No, your doctor doesn’t care?”

Then Nakayama-san sneaked up to my side, patted my shoulder, and whispered in my ear.

“Boa Hani seems to have followed you all the way here because you have a heart, so try it once.”

“…not like that.”

“Hey, it’s embarrassing.”

It must have been a solid misunderstanding, so I just decided not to comment further.

“Anyway, Fuuma-san is on her first day, so today is only going to be a field trip, so let’s start on our own.”

“Yes.”

I moved to the free weight zone to do the exercise as the manager said.

Today I was going to do weight squats.

“Let’s start with a light 220kg warm-up.”

Having said that, Mr. Nakayama began to insert the discs one by one into the empty bars.

On both sides of the standard 20kg iron bar, 25kg discs began to stick together.

100 kg, 4 each.

A barbell with a total weight of 220 kg was prepared on the squat rack.

Fuma Yukika, who watched it from the side, muttered with a startled expression.

“Are you doing this heavy from the start?”

Then, with a smile on his face, the director patted my shoulder next to me and said,

“Lady, I’ve been in this industry for over 20 years, but I’ve never seen a monster as big as this guy even on active duty. So don’t worry.”

Even today, I listened to the director’s words of praise with one ear and let it out through the other, and placed a firmly fixed barbell under the trapezius muscle.

And then it flashes

After sitting lightly, getting up and putting the barbell back on the rack, the manager immediately increased the weight without a break.

“Then I added two more this time and it’s 270kg.”

“yes.”

When I increased the weight of the barbell by 50 kg at once, Yukika Fuuma, who was next to me, opened her mouth, but unfortunately, I haven’t seen this exercise yet.

After placing the barbell on the trapezius again, I grabbed both sides of the barbell with both hands.

“Uhhh!”

Taking a deep breath and exhaling repeatedly, holding it in momentarily creates abdominal pressure, and this time, sit down lightly and stand up.

When the still-light barbell was hung on the rack again, the director, who watched the scene with his arms folded, lifted two discs again.

“Now that the warm-up is over, let’s start this exercise.”

“Yes.”

I now lightly placed a barbell, which had no more space to put it in because it was packed tightly with the disc, on the trapezius, and gave my whole body strength.

“Ugh!”

He takes a barbell that is significantly heavier than the beginning and walks a few steps forward.

I knew that the eyes of the people who were exercising around me were all focused on me, but I didn’t have the heart to worry about it.

Digging your eyes out during weight training is just the right thing to do to get injured.

I did exactly 5 repetitions of sitting and getting up with the muscles in my body warmed up.

thud!!

After one set, I put the barbell back on the squat rack, Yukika Fuuma, who was watching this from the side, said with a tired expression.

“Are you exercising as if you were abusing your body like this? Even to me as a beginner, this is a bit…”

I asked as I relaxed my body, which had become lighter since I had just exercised.

“Yeah? Just what?”

Then Fuma Yukika stopped talking and shut her mouth like a honey-eaten dumbass.

The manager, who was listening to the conversation next to us, said with a smirk.

“I told you, lady. It’s a monster.”

You can’t discuss common sense with this guy.

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