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Lane 1: Okuda Chizuru from Tokushima Minami High School

On your marks... Beep!

The race is underway!

Tokushima Minami High School in Lane 1 is off to a strong start.

Don't look at me.

Okuda Chizuru from Tokushima Minami High School takes the lead.

Okuda Chizuru is currently in first place.

What the hell!

Hey!

Huh?

Enough with the 'huh'! Stop staring!

- I wasn't looking. - Oh, you were totally staring!

I told you I wasn't!

Caught you! You were looking.

- Apologize. - For what?

Make it up to me!

Sorry.

- Miku, what are you doing? - Hmm?

Waving your hands around like tha.

Oh! Practicing the Awa Dance.

Huh? You call that practice?

That's the pot calling the kettle black.

It's mental training! Visualization!

But there's no water here!

An empty pool suits me just fine.

What's that supposed to mean?

Why don't you jump in?

Huh?

Get a taste of being in the spotlight.

What?

You're used to it, right? Come on.

I'll come watch you this year too.

Just get back to practicing

(Ah! Long time no see, long time no see!)

(Ah! Long time no see! How've you been?)

(Ah! Long time no see, long time no see!)

(Ah! Long time no...)

Forget it.

Why?

Lately, I don't want people watching me.

What's that even mean?

(The dancers are fools, the watchers are fools too)

(Since we're all fools, you might as well dance!)

- Stop singing that. - Why?

The baseball team might hear.

What are you talking about? You are a dancer.

Well, yeah...

I can dance too, you know.

- (Ah, long time no—) - Enough already!

- That's not how it goes. - Then show me how it's done!

No.

No one's watching anyway.

You are.

Well, that's true.

Cut it out. Come on, let's swim.

No.

Why not?

Because you're watching

I won't look.

Don't look.

I won't.

Don't look!

I won't!

Don't look

I won't look!

Starting from 0 Meters Deep

Swimming In The Sand Pool

Hey, Chizuru?

What?

By the way, what's with all this sand?

Oh! The baseball team's practice is kicking up all the sand.

We're 'drowning' in sand here!

Shouldn't it be 'drowning' in water?

Swim team members drowning in water? That'd be pathetic

Fair point.

There's no water.

Huh? Why's there no water?

Yeah, no water.

Miku, where's Yamamoto-sensei?

She hasn't arrived yet.

That woman's late.

Kokoro, you're here for remedial too?

Yeah, you guessed it.

Wait, why is there no water again?

What are you all doing?

Line up over here.

Wait, you don't need remedial, right?

- Right. - Chizuru let us in.

Thanks, but we're starting remedial now.

I won't get in the way. Can I practice here?

Practice what?

By the way, the swim team's competing nationally today, right?

Uh... well...

Yeah

Just don't interfere with our session.

Yes, ma'am!

Line up in a row

Alright, let's begin our...

special after-school physical education remedial class.

Attention!

Attention!

Looking forward to working with you all.

How are we supposed to practice without water?

You can't swim in an empty pool.

Huh?

Miku, are you actually planning to swim? There's no water.

No, Kokoro, we're supposed to clean first today.

What?

No one told me we were here to clean.

I contacted your homeroom teacher.

Didn't you check beforehand?

For today, just focus on sweeping all the sand here.

That's it?

For now. After you finish, I'll give further instructions.

Yes, ma'am.

Take these. I'll come back later to check.

Pile the sand here.

Make sure it's spotless, or I'll fail you all.

Makeup! That's against school rules.

So annoying.

Alright!

(Congratulations to Tokushima South High Boys' Swimming Club)

(For qualifying for the National High School Sports Festival)

Ugh, my hair's all sticky.

This sucks.

Here. - Thanks, just leave it there.

Oh.

What's this...?

I thought the pool had water, so I wanted to show off.

- Where's your swimsuit? - Didn't bring it.

- You were gonna swim in uniform? - Worst-case scenario.

Ms. Yamamoto's so scary.

Really? She's just grumpy.

I guess.

She looked at my face and scoffed.

- You shouldn't have worn makeup. - Everyone else does!

At least it's better than swimming. Let's just clean.

Sure.

They're entering a crucial inning.

Is that so?

See that? Can you see it?

Hmm? Can't see it.

- The pitcher... - Oh, Kusonogi-kun?

Yeah, Kusonogi. He's so hot.

You think so?

Totally. He's a lady-killer—tall,

in the advanced class, and his girlfriend's cute.

First I'm hearing of this.

I went to one of his games before.

He's only a sophomore and already a starter.

Huh.

Kusonogi was in the swim club in middle school.

Heard he only started baseball in high school.

Guys are so impressive.

Alright, the race is about to start.

Tokushima South High Girls' Medley Relay.

Okuda Chizuru, Okuda Chizuru.

Okuda Chizuru, Okuda Chizuru.

All the team members are just you.

On your mark... beep!

And they're off! Tokushima South's Okuda...

Ugh! - Got sand in your mouth?

Hurry up and clean! - I am!

You're not! You've been gossiping about Nanami!

You were listening pretty closely.

Hey! Chizuru, you're close with Nanami, right?

- Huh? Am I? - Yeah.

We're not close at all. Stop making stuff up.

Wait, you like him?

We were just in the same club in middle school.

So you... caught feelings?

Shut up.

But deep down...

- You're harboring... - I'm telling the teacher!

You're not cleaning either!

Huh? I'm not here for remedial lessons.

Wait, you're actually here to practice?

The pool's empty!

What's your problem?

Whoa! My bad.

You're the worst.

So annoying.

Where... are you going?

Chizuru?

What's her deal?

Hello? Sorry, I couldn't answer earlier.

(Oh? You're at work? Can you talk?)

Yeah, now's fine. What's up?

(Just thought it's been ages since our club...)

(...had a drink. Let's get everyone together.)

(Coming back for Obon?)

Uh... I'm busy around then.

(Got plans?)

Just work.

I'm assigned to patrol during the Awa Dance Festival.

Sorry.

(What? That's exploitation!)

(Do you have to go?)

Yeah. Last year, there was underage drinking...

...and fights. It was a mess.

What could I do?

(But... those are two separate issues.)

(Let the teachers who live here handle it instead.)

But it's all worth it.

After all, it's for the students.

(Hmm... You've changed somehow.)

What?

(Nothing. You'd have complained about this before.)

(You're becoming more teacher-like.)

(Impressive.)

Mirai, why didn't you swim earlier?

I'm uncomfortable in swimsuits...

So you don't wanna wear one?

Right.

I always wear festival undergarments instead.

Huh? Undergarments?

The binding ones we wear for dancing.

Dancing?

I practice Awa Dance.

Whoa! Show us!

No way.

Why not? I wanna see!

Not happening.

So stingy.

Sorry.

(Nice hit!)

That's Rinka.

Who?

The baseball team manager. Know her?

Is she in your circle, Kokoro?

Yeah. Can't believe she's out in this heat.

Unimaginable.

(Move up on defense!)

Wait, didn't you briefly...

...manage the baseball team too?

For like two seconds. Quit immediately.

Can't handle being a guys' team manager.

That's Kusan.

He's up to bat now.

Whoa! That's a moonshot!

Insane.

Damn, he's good.

Might make it to Koshien.

Haven't hung out like this in ages, Miku.

- You're first-string now. - The hell?

- Top tier. - 'Tier'? What?

You never used to wear makeup.

My bare face is cursed. Forget it.

Was it?

Girls gotta stay cute.

You've always been cute.

Nuh-uh.

This sweeping's pointless, right?

Kinda.

How's this 'special lesson' helpful?

My thoughts exactly.

Wasting summer break? She's out of her mind.

Yamamoto-sensei?

Yeah. Everyone has reasons...

...for not swimming.

But she's punishing me. Unfair.

This is pointless.

Huh?

Sweeping sand.

Found it.

What're you doing?

Oh crap...

Holy—!

- Don't look! - I'm not!

Liar! You peeked!

Dance Awa Odori as apology!

No way! Why?

(Both the dancer and the spectator are fools...)

- (...so we're both fools.) - Not dancing!

Watch me! I know the 'female style'.

- Wait! She does 'male style' - Huh?

Miku's 'male style' is badass.

'Male style'? What's that?

Learned it as a kid.

Our group trained in male style.

Never stopped.

A girl doing male style?

What?

Fun?

Try female style!

Female style's meant for girls, right?

Here goes.

What's that?

Male style.

Aren't you too upright?

- Seriously? - Show me female style!

Female style.

Same thing! - Nuh-uh!

Exactly the same.

Like this.

Hands higher in female style.

Hmm... Not quite.

Tuck your elbows in.

That's female style!

- What's my score? - 26.

I failed.

- Your earlier moves had more soul. - Really?

Masculine dance

For masculine dance, lower your center of gravity.

Masculine stance!

- What's my score? - Zero.

Harsh much?

Oh my god!

Spreading your legs like that looks trashy.

You think?

Feminine dance styles are cuter anyway.

Let's focus on this first - I did score zero after all.

(Everyone, hydrate properly!)

(No drinks left here.)

That voice is so annoying.

'Hydrate properly~'

Ugh, I totally get what you mean, Chizuru.

Rinka's voice is like nails on a chalkboard.

Right? It's this weird, cringey vibe.

I know exactly what you mean.

Well, that's just how she is sometimes.

The crazy part is she's completely oblivious.

Wait, aren't you two close?

We hang out, sure.

- That's messed up. - What?

You're close but trash-talking her?

- Not trash-talk - I'm just agreeing with you.

I don't hate Rinka.

Then what's this about?

Even best friends get annoyed sometimes...

...or find each other unbearable. That's normal.

That's all there is to it.

Huh? I don't get it. Why?

What?

Make sense?

I get it. I've felt that way too.

Exactly.

I understand, but I don't get why.

Hmm? Why?

If something bothers me, I just tell people to stop.

Oh!

Must be nice living so carefree.

Are you making fun of me?

More like admiring you.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Swimming.

'Swimming' meaning?

Who's she?

Ex-captain of swim club.

What's... happening now?

- We're here for remedial swimming - pool cleaning.

Hence, the cleaning.

Club business can wait.

Chizuru, you're not even cleaning.

Let me help then.

Huh?

We couldn't ask that.

I've got time.

Two people can't handle this alone.

You're our savior! Thanks!

Thank you.

What's this about?

Here.

Why am I cleaning too?

No clean pool, no swimming.

Sorry.

You really don't act like a girl.

Shut up.

What if Kusanagi hears you?

Why bring him up again?

Because you like him.

Stop. I 100% don't like him.

Kusanagi?

Oh! Baseball club's pitcher.

Kusanagi's crazy fast at swimming too.

Won our swim class by miles last time.

Flawless!

Though Chizuru was faster in middle school.

Mind your business.

Oh, sorry.

Then redeem yourself with Awa Odori dance.

You're relentless.

Can you even perform like this?

Ah, you're in a slump.

Shut it.

Then why won't you dance?

See? Slump. Miku's in a performance slump.

Isn't it wild that Miku of all people is struggling?

Probably because she's doing male-style dance.

Why?

Think about it.

Imitating guys would make anyone self-conscious.

Oh...

So it's that kind of slump.

Miku, where you going?

Getting drinks.

- Pocari Sweat for me. - Same.

Got it.

Take care on your way!

Looks like we really pissed her off.

What's she so mad about?

Here you go. - Thanks.

Sorry, it's so hard to keep a grip on these.

It's too much for one person to handle.

Usually, there are more people to help out.

But they have make-up classes or meetings today.

Let me help you carry these.

No need, I'd feel bad making you do that.

- Sorry, can you put this in my pocket? - Huh?

Please, I can manage.

There.

Okay, all set. Thanks.

I'll get going then.

- At least let me help. - Thank you.

- Hup, hup. - Here.

- Thanks. - Wow, that looks heavy.

It is heavy.

Hup. - Thanks.

This is never-ending.

When the teacher comes, explain it to her.

Yamamoto probably won't listen anyway.

Just hurry up and sweep.

I broke a bone.

- No way! - Ugh, I really did!

Now give me my compensation!

Ugh, you're the worst.

Ah! There's blood!

Huh?

Blood.

I'm sorry, I was joking. Really, I'm sorry.

It's just rust.

Oh, it's just rust?

Sorry you had to help me with this.

It's totally fine.

I don't really want to go back to the pool either.

But Kokoro isn't that scary, really.

No, I wasn't really talking about Kokoro.

Oh, I see.

These things are pretty heavy.

Tell me about it. My arm muscles are jacked now.

- Can I ask you something? - Hmm?

Do you enjoy being the baseball team's manager?

I love it.

Huh? You like baseball?

Not really. I just thought being a manager would be exhausting, so I asked.

It is tiring, but that's what makes it rewarding.

Plus, I really like everyone on the team.

I see.

By the way, didn't Kokoro used to be a manager?

Huh... She never was, actually.

What?

Because she didn't make the cut when she interviewed for it.

An interview?

A lot of people want to be the baseball manager.

But there's a limited number of spots each year.

So the advisor holds interviews to decide.

That sounds intense.

But that just makes me more motivated.

Since I worked so hard to get selected.

It gives me the drive to push even harder.

Makes sense.

Hey!

You swim team girls.

Do you still get in the water when you're on your period?

Why are you asking that all of a sudden?

No reason.

Yeah, we do. You still wanna practice, right?

Seriously?!

What's up?

Nothing. Just didn't expect you'd actually get in.

- You get used to it after a while. - I don't wanna get used to that.

What's wrong?

I think my period's starting.

For real?!

They say that stuff is contagious.

Huh? You can catch it from talking?

Nah, it's probably just a coincidence.

Sorry, I need to hit the restroom.

It's about to start, huh?

The national swim meet for the boys' division.

You didn't forget, did you?

No, I didn't forget.

Doesn't matter anyway.

Why aren't you there cheering them on? You're the captain.

I won't be captain much longer.

Huh?

You're really quitting the team?

- Just put the stuff here. - Oh, okay.

You've been a huge help. Thank you.

- I'm heading out then. - Going back to tutoring?

Yeah. Oh! Gotta hit the vending machine first.

Getting Pocari Sweat?

What?

Sorry, I bought the last of it.

Can't swim without that.

I'll manage.

But you've never been able to.

I'll show you I can.

If you can't handle swimming here, go back to the club.

We've made zero progress.

What?

The sand hasn't been cleared at all.

Sorry, but we haven't been slacking off.

And you are?

Um... I'm from the swim club. Here to help.

No one asked for your help.

We use the pool too. We wanted to help clean.

Please let me pitch in.

Where are the other two?

They wandered off somewhere else.

Huh?

But they were cleaning properly earlier.

Where's the proof of that 'effort'?

Sensei, we can't get rid of this sand.

What?

It's because the baseball team keeps practicing here.

Cleaning's pointless if it just gets dirty again.

You decided it was meaningless from the start.

What?

Listen—if you assume something's meaningless...

...even meaningful things become pointless.

And even if it *is* meaningless...

...that's no excuse to slack off.

When those two come back...

...tell them to meet me in Class 3-A.

Huh?

Is something wrong?

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize. Say 'Understood.'

Hmm?

I want acknowledgment, not an apology.

I'm sorry.

No—*Understood.*

Chizuru, let's clean. Hurry up.

You okay? Yamamoto-sensei just...

Yeah, I heard everything from over there.

You were hiding?

I'm gonna die.

You're not allowed to die.

I want to die when my face looks better.

Oh! Seems like you're fine.

Chizuru.

What?

What?

Distract me with something funny.

Like I can think of anything right now.

Oh no.

It's a home run.

Ugh, annoying.

Enough messing around!

Let's pretend the ball didn't land here.

What?

Just act like it never came over.

Stop it, Chizuru.

The baseball team's coming.

Huh? What's that supposed to mean?

What are you even...

Excuse me, that ball...

The ball?...

Went that way.

Thanks.

Nice job.

'Nice job' my ass.

By the way, how's your stomach?

I forgot the pain trying to figure out what you're doing.

Good. You should thank me.

Getting cocky already. - Thanks.

I don't care what you do.

Kusonogi?

Did kusonogi hit that ball?

You stole the ball because Kusonogi hit it?

Chizuru, this isn't okay.

Give it to me. I'll return it.

This is revenge.

'Revenge'?

As long as sand keeps blowing here...

...I can't swim properly.

So you're the victim here?

I hope they never make it to Koshien.

Sorry, but the baseball team won't collapse...

...over one missing ball.

Listen—you say 'I lost to kusonogi'...

'...so I'm quitting the swim club.'

No one would accept that excuse.

Kusonogi's been working hard too.

I was genuinely happy back then.

You vowed to get the girls to nationals next year.

Now you're using being a girl...

...as an excuse to run away.

Hey, are you listening?

Does effort guarantee nationals next year?

How could anyone know that now?

But if we push for better results...

So...

I'm still not trying hard enough?

No, that's not what I meant.

I've just seen how hard you've worked.

Does the way I talk sound weird?

Chizuru, you've been acting really weird lately.

How much harder do I have to push myself?

Since you're slower than me, Yui-senpai, I don't need your critiques.

Sorry.

I'll go get another bucket.

Hey, Chizuru.

What?

Want me to do your makeup?

Huh?

Close your eyes.

Senpai, are you going to keep swimming?

What?

Well, some colleges have swim clubs too.

Got me wondering.

- My bad. - It's fine.

Probably not.

Wait, you're giving up?

I never really loved swimming that much.

Just kept at it since childhood.

Before I knew it, here I am.

Chizuru's right. No matter how hard I swim, I can't get faster.

Still don't get why they made me captain last year.

That's why I always thought Chizuru was so cool.

She's insanely good.

Her speed's unreal.

Even with natural talent, she trains like crazy.

No wonder she keeps winning.

Chizuru's insanely disciplined.

Guess I was being selfish too.

I really wanted to take her to Nationals.

We all gave our all in that last qualifier...

But after we failed, Chizuru vowed...

'Next year, we're making it to Nationals!'

First time I felt glad I stuck with swimming.

But now...

All Chizuru sees is Kusonogi now.

I wish she wouldn't quit the team.

Right?

Totally.

If it bothers you that much, just quit.

Why?

Drop swimming and find something else.

Like studying makeup or fashion.

Better use of time for self-improvement.

Self-improvement... Huh.

Women need makeup skills for the workforce anyway.

Kusonogi can't even see us from the pitcher's mound.

Perfect!

- Done? - Just need to...

This!

- No, stop! - Final touch!

Come on, open up.

Okay.

There.

Noticeable? - Yeah, looks natural.

Honestly, I just did the basics.

Hmm, cute.

See?

Ugh! Disastrous.

Your face looks fine to me.

No, this won't do.

If my makeup smudges, I lose myself.

- Meaning? - You'll understand someday.

Anyway, I'm sweating buckets.

My face is a mess.

You're so meticulous.

No, this is basic maintenance.

Sure.

God! This is killing me.

The pain's coming back.

- Need to rest? - Yeah.

- Asleep yet? - Hmm?

Just sleep already.

Why?

I've got something to handle.

What?

One final push.

(National High School Sports Festival)

(Men's 400m Medley Relay)

(Lane 1: Tokushima Minami High, Lane 2...)

Alright, the race is starting! In lane one...

Tokushima Minami's Chizuru Okuda!

Lane two has last year's champion, Kusonogi!

Current standings...

Okuda takes an early lead!

Flip turn complete! Okuda maintains lead!

Kusonogi's closing the gap!

15 meters left! Shake him off, Okuda!

Go! Lose him!

Kusonogi's gaining!

Neck and neck! They're tied!

Is it Kusonogi winning? Or Okuda?

Who takes it?!

Hey, Chizuru.

Why'd you even come today?

The pool's drained.

Swimming in an empty pool just feels... pathetic.

Might finally make me hate swimming.

But...

I don't think you should give up swimming.

You love swimming, don't you?

And besides,

this has nothing to do with you being male or female.

That's why I've kept performing male dance roles myself.

It's liberating.

I've been genuinely happy living this way.

This is completely pointless.

But we have to do it anyway.

Even though we're already 'drowning in sand',

the baseball team members

have no idea their sand ends up here.

I feel like...

I'm being completely ignored.

I did tell both of them to come see me, right?

Are you wearing makeup?

Izushima-san, what exactly are you thinking?

What?

If you're unwell, go home.

- I won't. - Why not?

You'll fail me in class.

What if you get heatstroke? Go to the nurse's office first.

I'm on my period... - Huh?

It's my menstrual cycle.

Then don't push yourself.

- Why bring this up now? - Excuse me?

I was on my period that day too.

You still made me get in the water.

- Because you didn't complete the proper procedures. - What?

You can't take leave without reporting which day of your cycle it is.

Why should we have to tell teachers about this?

I know it's hard to discuss with male teachers,

that's why I asked female students to report to me.

But you never came to report it.

The issue isn't about the teacher's gender,

without this system, students would skip class.

That's why we need proper documentation.

Hey, are you okay?

Don't touch me.

I know my own body best.

Just leave me alone.

How can I possibly ignore you?

- Why won't you ever listen to me? - What?

Saying 'because I hate you'

isn't a real reason.

Shut up, you old hag! Let go of me!

Stop right there. Makeup violates school rules, as I've said.

You wear makeup yourself!

I'm an adult, you're a student. - So what?

Besides, your makeup's always too heavy.

Excuse me?

Wearing makeup is one thing, but being so flashy...

With that heavy makeup, I have to call you out.

It's clearly heavier than mine.

How I do my makeup is my business.

No. I'm just asking you

to follow basic school regulations.

Rules that only benefit you.

- Yes, they benefit us. - Why are you getting defensive?

I'd like to wear more makeup too,

Then do it. Adults can get away with it.

Heavy makeup makes me a laughing stock.

Other teachers would disapprove.

Students would mock me.

So teachers should 'act like teachers'?

- What's 'acting like a teacher' mean? - Huh?

I don't want to work during my period either,

just let those who want to swim go ahead!

I don't enjoy making you remove makeup either, damn it!

Just shut up and follow the rules!

You're being ridiculous.

I said... - This is so stupid.

Who are these rules even for?

They're meant to...

Then why did you make me swim that day?

What exactly are you trying to say?

Makeup and periods don't inconvenience others, right?

If you can't handle it, go to the nurse's office.

Get your paperwork in order,

and I'll reschedule the makeup class.

Just finish sweeping the sand properly.

We don't need to keep sweeping.

But Yamamoto-sensei won't be satisfied with this.

Besides, this isn't women's work anyway.

Thanks. - Right.

Chizuru, you'll sweat.

Sweating will ruin your makeup.

Hmm?

Your eye makeup will smudge.

You'll look like a panda.

Do I look like a panda?

No.

Kokoro.

What?

Are you really unwell?

You keep saying this isn't women's work,

claiming menstrual issues,

using womanhood as an excuse.

Stop making excuses. Help us sweep.

Everything has its purpose.

People who claim gender doesn't matter

are just unattractive women who can't face reality.

Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?

I...just want to make myself more appealing.

That's why I've been working hard to learn makeup techniques.

But you can't project your insecurities onto me

just because you don't like how you look.

What are you even talking about?

It's ridiculous for a woman not to care about her appearance.

You're just making excuses to avoid embracing femininity

while harboring resentment toward men.

That's the epitome of failure as a woman.

Ultimately, a woman's value comes from being desirable -

that's how you get loved, chosen,

and protected.

Must be nice being plain and getting by effortlessly.

You think you can compete without even trying.

This has nothing to do with gender.

Then why don't you swim during your period?

Huh?

- You're just copying men - you couldn't understand me.

- I'm not copying. - Yes you are.

You're wrong.

Want me to tell you why you can't dance properly?

Because you're a woman

doing male-style dance moves.

A female body performing masculine dances is distracting.

If you don't want creepy stares,

stick to feminine routines.

Dance should be free.

We all learned male dances as kids -

gender shouldn't matter.

Then dance shirtless at a baseball game.

True equality between men and women is a fantasy.

Stop pretending - act like a woman should.

But I won't quit because of who I am.

I'll fight as my authentic self.

Women can't beat men through brute strength.

Use makeup, style your hair, dress sharply -

make yourself desirable.

That's how you compete in a man's world.

I used to think my gender didn't matter.

But that day at the pool...

When blood kept flowing from my body...

No matter how hard we try, we're still women.

We'll always be judged as women first.

Kusonogi.

It's not getting through.

I'll absolutely...

I'll never lose to you!

Honestly, I'm not sure.

Why?

Chizuru, what's with you?

You look ridiculous.

I've been thinking...

August is coming up.

Yamamoto-sensei chose today's remedial class on purpose.

(Huh?)

(Think about it...)

(This pool's getting renovated in August.)

(Really?)

(Yeah.)

(The teacher definitely knew.)

(Normally they'd schedule classes earlier.)

So she did this intentionally

to keep us out of the water?

Hmm...I don't know.

Don't underestimate high school girls!

What are you doing?

Declaring war.

That's kinda cool.

Totally badass.

Where are you going?

To make a declaration.

What?

Kokoro, cleaning duty.

Wait, you're serious?

No one's here to see your makeup.

I like feeling put together.

I don't do this for others - it's for me.

I see.

Listen...

Come see our Awa Dance performance next month.

If I'm even dancing, that is.

I won't go.

Huh?

Not if you're not performing.

Kusonogi.

Who's that?

What's she...? Wait, what's she doing?

I won't lose to you!

Just watch me!

What's this about? Winning what? Losing what?

What's she doing? - No idea.

What's with her?

Who knows.

But Chizuru seems into it.

Wait, you can see her face?

No, just a vibe.

So hot.

Hey, give that back.

Sweltering.

Hey, Kokoro, hand it over.

Okay, now give it a little jump.

Huh?

Why don't you jump right here?

You're watching me, aren't you?

I want to see this.

Being able to jump here won't help.

It's just a starting point. Let's begin from here.

(Ah! Long time no see! How have you been?)

(Ah! Long time no see! How are you?)

Oh my god, I can't take it anymore. Oh my god!

Ugh, you're so annoying.