Chapter 22 chapter 2

The set mobile phone alarm replaces the alarm clock and wakes up Zhe Lang.Zhe Lang didn't quite know whether he fell asleep last night, his head was groggy, and he vaguely remembered having an inexplicable dream. He walked across the living room and into the hallway.There was no sound in the bedroom.As soon as Zhe Lang entered the studio, he immediately called Zhong Yuan's home and said, "I hope to go with you today." Zhong Yuan replied happily, "I'm so glad to hear you say that." Leaving the studio, Zhe Lang hesitated a little, and knocked on the bedroom door.Risako replied, "Please come in."

Zhe Lang opened the door and looked at the double bed, she was startled.Mizuki, who was wearing a T-shirt, was sitting on the bed, and Risako was next to her.Risako was lying on the bed, with her right hand gently resting on Mizuki's thigh.The quilt covered the lower body of the two of them. The feeling that flashed in Zhe Lang's mind was that they were like a couple.The room was dark because of the blackout curtains, making the shadows on Mizuki's face even deeper, making her look like a beautiful boy. "What's the matter?" Risako's voice was a little lazy. "Oh...uh, I got in touch with Dr. Zhongyuan mentioned yesterday. We are going out at noon, Mizuki, you should be ready before then."

"Okay." Zhe Lang said and closed the door.He found a pimple in his heart, although he didn't know what emotion it was. Zhelang returns home after having breakfast at a nearby coffee shop.Risako and the others seem to have had breakfast.There are two sets of cutlery on the dining table. When Zhelang changed his clothes and sat on the sofa in the living room waiting, Risako opened the door and walked in. "Mizuki is ready." Before she finished speaking, Mizuki appeared from behind.When Zhe Lang saw her, he couldn't help straightening his back.Mizuki, who was completely different from yesterday, was standing in front of her.

The makeup on her face was not heavy, and her juvenile facial features turned into a dignified and delicate appearance of a woman.The earrings matched her cropped hair, which had a few highlights, and a dark brown suit with a gray shirt underneath. "How?" Risako looked like she was showing off her favorite doll. "It's amazing," Zhelang said honestly, "it doesn't look like Hiura." "It's been a long time since I dressed up like this, my shoulders are so sore." The corners of Meiyue's mouth twisted. "I really want to take off this clothes now."

"Be patient when you go out." Risako said in a motherly tone, "However, it really suits you. I think this is better." "I only wear this when I go out." Mizuki rubbed her legs. "Is it itchy to wear stockings?" "Can you speak softly?" "There's really nothing you can do about it. Just say you have a cold." "Then you can't get close to important players. Just say you sing too much karaoke." "But I don't sing karaoke." "If someone asks you what song you are good at, you should say it."

Risako also prepared a coat and bag for Mizuki.Mizuki and Zhelang left the house at twelve o'clock on time, and Risako watched them both worriedly. As soon as Mizuki started to walk, she began to complain that it was difficult to walk in high heels. "You can't have worn them, can you?" "I rarely wear this kind of thing, and I can't run when there is an emergency. Besides, I hate wearing skirts." "It doesn't matter if you hate it or not, don't let people hear your way of speaking." "I know, I'll cover it up when the time comes. Anyway, I've been a woman for more than thirty years."

"Yes." Zhe Lang shrugged. "A person like me has encountered a pervert on a tram." After the two sat side by side on the subway seat, Mizuki said, "The other party is an ordinary middle-aged man, about forty years old. Straight, with elegant glasses." "Where did he touch you?" "Ass. He even touches me. He must be very interested in the ass of female high school students. I gave him a hard look, and he sneaked away." "He found the wrong target." "However, when I went home that day, I suddenly felt unwilling. I was so unwilling that I burst into tears. My mother thought something happened to me and was so frightened that she couldn't sit still."

"Big blow?" "If it was an ordinary woman, it should be like that, but I was humiliated by being treated that way because the other party was a strange man. I can't bear the fact that someone has sexual desire for me, and I can't forgive the fact that it will cause A man's sexual desire, so from the next day, I started to wear trousers to school. Although the school stipulated that uniforms were required at the time, I didn't want to wear a skirt." "and then?" "Unfortunately, my mother stopped me, so I had to give up. Instead, I took the pliers out of the toolbox."

"pliers?" "If there is a pervert, I want to use that to snap off his hand. I'm serious! In fact, every time I get on the tram, I always hold the pliers with my left hand and hide behind my right hand." "Then, did the pervert appear?" "Just that one time. Waiting for the pervert, but the pervert doesn't show up." Mizuki smiled.Her smile was reflected on the glass window opposite, she looked like a woman no matter how she looked. "Hipura." "Ok?" "Your feet are too far apart." "Oops." She quickly put her legs together under the miniskirt.

The meeting place was a coffee shop next to Kawagoe Station on the Tobu Tojo Line.Zhong Yuan was wearing a sweater and a double-breasted suit, casually dressed, waiting for Zhe Lang. "Your assistant is such a beautiful lady, it's really enviable." He said immediately when he saw Mizuki.Doesn't sound like a courtesy. Mizuki took the initiative to greet him.Nakahara showed a slightly surprised expression at her too hoarse voice, but didn't say anything about it. "I have a friend who works on the high school track and field team. I told him about Suenaga and he knew about her," Nakahara said in a taxi to Daiichi High School. "I heard that she is famous in some track and field teams. He told me that the Athletic Federation has not banned her from participating in official competitions, but that is only on the surface."

"There are many inside stories in private?" "Yeah." Zhong Yuan nodded. "The Athletics Association seems to tell her through the people of No. 1 High School that the Association hopes that she will not participate as much as possible. Even if she participates, it may not necessarily recognize her results and leave an official record." "Do you mean that the general will not recognize her as a female player?" "The Japanese Athletics Federation has not made a formal announcement on how to deal with intersex people, and the school has no choice but to rely on the general association's opinion. After all, if Suenaga sets a new Japanese record in the high school competition, it will definitely cause a big commotion." "I think such a strong player should be welcomed to participate." "The problem is, this is not just Sue Yong's personal problem. She will become a precedent for intersex contestants in the future. It is the voice of the association not to deal with hot potatoes, right? Besides, there is also external pressure." "How do you say that?" "It's like the schools and companies where other hopeful female players go to or work. They will definitely protest. Isn't it unfair to let people with such special physiques compete with ordinary players?" Zhe Lang thought, that kind of thing could indeed happen.It seems that the sports world is not as simple as most people think. Daiichi High School is located beside the Iruma River, surrounded by fields.Speaking of decent buildings, at most there is an industrial area two or three hundred meters ahead. After Zhongyuan finished the formalities at the high school counter, Zhelang and Meiyue followed him to the playground. Rugby players practice passing in the middle of the field, while players in tracksuits run on the tracks surrounding the field.The ones running at extreme speed should be the sprint group, while the ones running outside them are the middle and long-distance running group. "Ah!" Zhe Lang's eyes stopped on a player. "Is that the player?" "Yes." Zhong Yuan replied immediately. That contestant is indeed the Queen.Because the color of the sportswear she wears is the same as other girls' light blue, while the men's contestants are dark blue.However, Zhe Lang doubted that he would be able to recognize her as a girl without that mark.She is not very tall, but she can also be seen in the soundproof white short-sleeved T-shirt. Her body is full of strong muscles, which is not a strong physique that girls can develop. "That's not how girls run." Zhe Lang said to Mei Yue. "Stunning." She whispered. Zhong Yuan introduces the track and field team consultant for Zhe Lang and the others - a teacher named Aramaki.He was about forty years old, short and corpulent, and he seemed to have been a former track and field athlete. "Interviewing for fun will cause us trouble." Aramaki said with lowered eyebrows. "No, we're definitely not doing it for fun." Zhe Lang emphasized that this is just a simple interview.Aramaki seemed dissatisfied with his explanation, but finally nodded in agreement reluctantly. "They are taking the test now, and they will take a short break after the end. When they are resting, you can talk to her." "What is the test result now?" "Five thousand meters." "What's her fastest time?" "Oh, this..." Huang Juan hesitated. "I don't have information at hand, so I don't know much about it." How could the consultant not know, but Zhe Lang didn't stalk him.Aramaki probably caused a commotion because he didn't want to say the number that broke the Japanese record. At this moment, Suenaga Mutsumi's speed suddenly increased, and she started the final sprint.The way she runs is reminiscent of a sprinter.She passed the competitors who were a lap slower than her one after another, reached the finish line without slowing down, and then began to wipe off her sweat.After running, she put on her windbreaker and started walking. Zhe Lang approached her slowly. "Hello." Mutsumi turned her face to him in astonishment.Her profile is very dark, her lips are a bit thick, and because she is so tanned, her features look black.She has short hair. If she only looks at her face, she should not be mistaken for a boy.She wears an earring in her left ear. "I want to talk to you, I have already greeted Aramaki-sensei." She didn't respond, just let out a breath, and didn't mean to stop.Her speed seems to have become faster.Gerald struggled to keep up with her. "We're not journalists for a magazine, and we're not going to publish your name. Anyway, uh, we're doing all sorts of interviews about gender differences." Mumei frowned and tilted her head slightly, as if she didn't quite understand what Zhelang was saying. "Please be sure to talk to us." Zhe Lang said patiently. She stopped suddenly, still with her head down, only turning her body towards him. "Please forgive me." "No, we're definitely not doing it for fun. We think it's a question worth pondering, so we want to hear your opinion. The Athletics Association should have made you suffer a lot, right?" "I don't have any dissatisfaction." "But……" Mumei didn't wait for him to continue, she quickly turned around and strode forward again.Zhe Lang felt like catching up. "We really don't have any intentions, we just want to hear your opinion." However, she seemed to have no intention of responding, and went directly to the track and field team's lounge to open the door, and Zhe Lang pushed against the door. "Please let go!" she said impatiently. "It's all right." "You're annoying." "please." "QB," came a voice from behind, and Mizuki was about to walk over. "It's not good to force people." Then, she smiled at Mumei, "Sorry, he's so arrogant." Mumi's expression changed obviously, she blinked her eyes as if she saw something unexpected. "What's wrong with you?" Zhelan asked. "Is she your colleague?" "She's my assistant." "Is that so?" Mumi began to think about something. -------------------------------- Note: