Classroom Of The Elite : Reaction fic

The best Race ( Manabu vs Kiyotaka )

The instant the signal sounded, Sudou got off to a strong start. His
starting dash had the best time of any I’d seen thus far. He launched himself
forward with such momentum that, after his first stride, he managed to pass
eleven people.

Ike :woah Ken that was amazing.

Shibata : Yeah ,your starting dash was really good and you even overcame 11 people.

“Whoa!” the racers shouted.
“Dude, he’s so fast!”
The second-year guys and girls were left to struggle desperately for a
position, and got caught up in a chaotic free-for-all. Sudou, taking advantage
of that opening, continued to leave the others in the dust. When he finished
his leg of the relay, he’d secured an advantage of at least fifteen meters.
“It’s up to you, Hirata!”

Hirata fan girls : Kyaaa it's hirata‐kun's turn.

Class D brimmed with excitement. Sudou passed the baton to the next
runner, Hirata. As a man who excelled in both studies and sports, he was
glorious. The racers chased Hirata, one after another, but they couldn’t reduce
the gap we’d created. We maintained our lead as we transitioned to the third
runner, Onodera.
This was where problems might start. For a girl, Onodera was fast, but
the guys chasing her were starting to close in. A guy from the second-year
Class A overtook her as she ran.
New students ran one after another. One third-year Class A guy also
passed Onodera, and other third- and second-year Class A students after that.
By the time Onodera passed the baton to our fourth runner, Maezono, our
lead was almost gone.

Onodera : I am really sorry for that guys.

Maezono : Yeah, I'm sorry too.

Kei : Hey come on guys, it's no problem.

Hirata : Yeah, you girls did your best. There's no need to apologize.

However, the race was full of surprises. A girl from the third-year
Class A, who was her team’s fourth runner, took a spill and fell about fifty
meters behind the runner she was supposed to pass the baton to. Panicking,
the girl tried to get back in the race, but a Class A second year took advantage
of that opening and created a significant gap.
By the time Maezono passed the baton to Kushida, our fifth runner,
Class A had overtaken Class D, and we’d fallen to seventh place.
The first-year students just couldn’t compete at the same level as the
seniors. Only Class B’s first-year students had managed to get into third
place, and their ace, Shibata, had apparently received the role of anchor. He
was waiting his turn, just like me.
As the fourth runner from the third-year Class A tumbled, the situation
between the guys in the anchor positions changed.
“Looks like victory is ours this time, President Horikita. I would’ve
liked to run against you directly, if possible.” Nagumo laughed as the second-
year Class A’s top runner approached him.

Kiryuuin : haha, then why didn't you run against him Mr.President.

Nagumo : You should already know the answer. I already received the baton.

Kiryuuin : But horikita‐senpai waited for koihai‐kun to race against him , hahaha.

Ryueen : Kukuku, who in their right mind wanna waste their time to race with Mr.notice me.

Kiryuuin : Haha , nice one ryueen.

Nagumo glared at ryueen.

There was a thirty-meter gap
between him and the third-year Class A student in second place. “Looks like
we’re going to win in overall points, too. Guess this is the dawn of a new era,
eh?”
“Do you seriously plan to change this school?” the student council
president asked.
“You’re too traditional. And even though you’re strict, you’re weak.
Your rules are too generous, and they stop people from getting expelled. All
I’m going to do is help make this school the ultimate meritocracy,” said
Nagumo.
He walked forward as he spoke, getting in position to receive the baton
as it came his way. Not too long after Nagumo nabbed it, Shibata also
received his baton. “All right! Nice! Leave the rest to me!”
Fire blazing in his eyes, Shibata chased down Nagumo. My eyes met
Horikita’s brother’s for an instant. I could tell this man was fighting some
internal struggle.