Bumping into Uta after School
I was on class duty today, so I ended up staying behind to wrap up various tasks like wiping the blackboard and filling out the class journal. Because of this, I left school later than normal, but I didn’t have work today, so it wasn’t much of an issue.
As I was heading out, I spotted Uta sitting on the steps in front of the gym with a towel draped over her neck. As soon as she saw me passing by, she slipped her sandals on and ran towards me. I’d never seen her in basketball wear, so it was a pleasant change of pace.
“Heyo! Going home?” she asked cheerfully.
“Mm-hmm. Are you taking a break now?” I replied.
“Yeah. Coach made us do three-man weave drills until we dropped. I’m beat...” Uta said with alarmingly little energy.
I-Is it just me or do her eyes look dead inside...? I thought. “I’m impressed that your coach can find a way to exhaust your energy, Uta.”
“I’m not always a ball of energy, you know,” she complained feebly as she wiped the sweat off with her towel. “Especially not during practice. My stamina’s nothing much; I’m always worn out. Aaah, I’m pooped!”
I only ever see Uta when she’s a ball of sunshine, so this is a refreshing new experience. Well, I guess everyone looks a little dead when they’ve been training like crazy.
“Natsu, do you wanna sub in for me?”
“I don’t think anyone would be fooled if I tried to replace you. There’s a large height disparity.”
“Ugh, true. It’s not faaair!” Uta wailed, glaring reproachfully at me for being so tall.
It’s understandable. Height is the greatest weapon of all in basketball. Someone as small as Uta would definitely be jealous.
“Give me some of your height!” she demanded.
“I don’t think that would be possible,” I replied coolly.
“Then share some of your strength with me!”
“I don’t use it, so I would if I could.” I shrugged, unable to solve her troubles.
Uta puffed up her cheeks in a pout. “I’m exhausted, but Miorin is so composed! Where’s the justice?!”
“That girl’s stamina has been bottomless since we were kids. She wasn’t called the ‘brat commander’ for nothing,” I said, agreeing.
“What’s a brat commander?” Uta tilted her head in puzzlement.
She acts so differently now that no one would get it even if I tried to explain, I speculated. Just as I thought that, Miori waved to Uta from inside the gym.
“Hey, Uta, practice is starting again!” she yelled.
“Okaaay. Well, see ya tomorrow, Natsu!” Uta said before running back to the gym.
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