Vaguely sensing that energy, I went further away and took a closer look at Senior Jimboâs back, which was faintly visible within the crowd. Of course, first of all, heâs an honour student who has never missed the first place and is good-looking. He has a personality that seems tired of everything, but still quietly does everything he needs to do. He knows how to be considerate of others and is good at teaching. His family was even more impressive. His fatherâs side came from a background of lawyers and his mother was the owner of a famous confectionery company.
âIt doesnât make sense that Nimbo is the vice-captain.â
Leto, who still doesnât pronounce Senior Jimboâs name correctly, muttered.
âWhat?â
But what do you mean vice-captain? When I tilted my head at that word, Leto replied, âYou really donât know anything.â
âYou said you wanted to participate in the cricket tournament, but didnât do any research about it? That guy was the main player who led the magics department to victory last year.â
âSenior Jimbo?â
âWho else?â
Senior Jimbo was more impressive than I thought. No wonder people admired him so much. Leto gave me a disgruntled look at me as I thought about Senior Jimbo, then grabbed my head and turned it forward.
âHurry up and go.â
The line was getting shorter. The faces of the student who came out of the room after submitting their form were full of smiles.
We waited in line to submit our application form and soon it was our turn. As Leto and I entered the door when they called to come in, I saw three students sitting at a long table. They all looked like third-year students, dressed neatly in their school uniforms and sat with proper posture.
I became nervous for some reason. I held out my application form to the senior in front of me. Without saying a word, she looked at the paper and my face, before stamping the form immediately.
âTomorrow at 7 oâclock. There will be the first tryout at the field, so be sure to participate. Now, please measure your body and take your tag from the side.â
After a brief physical examination, my weight and height were measured. As soon as the records came out, the senior who took note of the measurement, pointed with his pen to get the tag from the side. While I was doing the physical examination, the tag was already magically stamped. The guy sitting in the middle was smiling brightly, holding a tag with my face and name on it.
âMay junior acquire the main fielder position.â
âThank you.â
After all the procedures were completed and I was waiting for Leto, the height-measuring machine suddenly beeped. All the students in the room turned towards Leto at the sudden sound. Leto stiffened and froze. Was the magic malfunctioning? The senior who had been sitting stood up and inspected the magic height-measuring tool.
âIt says it canât measure his height?â
At the seniorâs words, the other two seniors that were sitting said, âThat canât be trueâ, and suggested to try again. Still, when the beeping noise appeared, they couldnât believe it. Leto had his height and skeleton changed from the pills and drugs that made him change his appearance to a woman. Letoâs actual height was much taller than that. Did the magic tool recognise this and so fail to measure his height? Leto stood there with a puzzled look, perhaps thinking the same thing as me.
âWhatâs wrong with this thing? Should I bring a measuring tape?â
âThatâs too troublesome. Did this kid take some medicine to increase her height or something? Why are people selling drugs like that these days?â
A sharp senior suspected Leto.
âSo, Leah Arsene?â
âYes.â
âYou didnât force yourself to grow taller, did you?â
âNo.â
When Leto answered at once, the senior looked at him suspiciously.
âThis wonât do. Get me a drug-nullifying potion.â
What?
He might get caught at this rate.
âW-Wait!â
Everyone focused on my words. Wh-What should I do?
âAh, Leah! You lifted your heels, didnât you?â
ââ¦What?â
âSheâs originally tall and quite competitive. Haha. Sheâs trying to grow 1cm taller, but I actually know her actual height. Itâs 172 cm tall. Look, Iâm 15 cm apart from her, right? Go on, go write it down!â
When I spoke in a hurry, the seniors swiftly took note of Letoâs measurements. And I quickly snatched Letoâs tag when it was completed from the seniorâs hand.
âIâll definitely take the main fielder spot! You donât have to pray for me!â
ââ¦â¦W-Wait.â
âIs the queue long? Weâll get going now!â
I pushed Letoâs back and slammed the door shut.
âBriseis.â
But the problem is,
âWhen did I cheat on my height?â
Uh oh. I heard Letoâs resentful voice, but I tried to ignore him. Leto kept staring at me with his mouth closed before letting out a deep sigh. It meant that he was going to let it slide. At the sound of his sigh, my heart calmed down.
T-That was close.
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âOur magics department had a glorious victory in the cricket tournament last year. And it will be the same this year! We will select only the best players to win the game, and we will decide on these main fielders through high-level training and testing. So to those who are going to give up, give up now!â
The woman, who appeared to be the captain, stomped the ground bluntly with her cricket bat and spoke loudly. At her spirit, the students around were squatting with a tense expressions on their faces. The sun was starting to set, and it was time for the night to ripen. As the lights turned on one by one, the white light shone on us from above at the field.
Have there ever been so many students gathered on the field? Only four people from the first years could be the main players, but there were well over 100 students here. We were then separated in two, men and women, and the men were gathered in a distance.
Anyway, these were the students I saw when I submitted the application form earlier. Leto and I had to beat the women here in terms of physical strength to take the main spot.
âNo magic can be used during the cricket tournament, you must compete with pure physical strength. Todayâs test is also about basic fitness. Push-ups, sit-ups, sprints and stamina tests!â
The tests the captain listed out were like selecting mercenaries or warriors. My confidence plummeted when I heard that we would only be selected based on our basic fitness. Unlike me, Leto was confident and in a good mood. Well, there was an overwhelming advantage for Leto.
âIsnât this cheating?â
Even as I thought so, I felt frustrated because I couldnât say anything. If I knew this would happen, I would have trained my basic staminaâ¦Sitting at the desk all day and carrying all those books in order to enter Lexley Academy was poison. Iâve only been living with my butt on the seat, so thereâs no way my fitness was good.
âFrom number one, odd numbers come out in line.â
Leto and I were 35 and 37 respectively. Our turns were still long to come, so I quickly went back and stretched. I stretched out my arms and legs, thinking that I should at least warm up my body, but Leto approached me.
âWill that be enough? You have to stretch out further.â
Leto grabbed my arm and stretched it further.
âOw, my arm is going to fall out!â
Leto quickly let go of my arm when I yelped.
âYou have to take the lead.â
âAre you worried about me?â
Leto turned his head away, coughing in the air.
âYou shouldnât ask me to join, but be the one to leave first.â
âThatâs right!â
As I stretched out my arms again, Leto looked at me and opened his mouth curiously.
âIâve been wondering about this since before, but why do you want to play cricket? You already have a lot of friends in the first place.â
I almost replied, âOf course, itâs for you!â but I swallowed my words because I was sure he would refute me. If I hesitated longer, I would be suspicious, so I had to spit out something quickly.
âItâs cool.â
âWhat?â
Leto looked puzzled.
âI mean Senior Jimbo. Isnât he cool?â
Letoâs expression visibly hardened at the mention of Jimbo. Maybe the explanation wasnât enough?
âWell, heâs cool and good at studying. So I wanted to follow Senior Jimbo. My role model, yes. Senior Jimbo is my role model!â
It was not wrong, so I just spat out whatever came to mind.
Letoâs face was completely hardened and he was no longer looking at me. The more I tried to explain, the more stiff his expression seemed to get, so I smiled awkwardly at the end. Leto saw my smile and frowned before suddenly starting to stretch out.
He stretched out his flexible arms and long legs forward. Letoâs gaze was different from before as he punched his thigh several times with his fist. He seemed to take the training very seriously. I wasnât sure where the fire ignited, but the determined Leto was scary.
It was the determination to beat all these competitors and stay. I was a little scared and tried to keep a distance, but Leto reacted right away.
âWhere are you going?â
âWhat?â
âSo if youâre good at studying and become a main player in cricket, itâs cool?â
âT-Thatâs right.â
Why are you asking me that?
âYou better not be lying.â