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Yes. While I Was Spinning the Wheel to Make Gyoza Wrappers, for Some Strange Reason, I Ended Up with This – Part 02

The next day, P.E. was an elective. Our school actually listened to students and often came up with these nice little systems.

Swimming or basketball in the gym. Naturally, I picked the latter. Orito pulled an incredibly sour face, but for some reason, instead of choosing the pool, he picked the same as me.

Most of the class went for the pool, which meant we had the whole spacious gym practically to ourselves.

Heh… at last, time to show them a zombie’s athletic ability.

“Aikawa!” Tomonori called out.

“How’re we splitting teams?” I asked. “Not enough people to go boys versus girls.”

“Whatever works,” Orito said, watching the girls stretch.

We all gathered in the middle and settled it fairly with rock-paper-scissors.

“Yes! I’m with Aikawa!” Tomonori pumped her fist like a warlord who’d just slain the enemy general.

Other than her, the only face I knew was a