I Became Friends with the Second Cutest Girl in My Class (WN)

“Arae-san, here!”

“…I got it, so pipe down, would you?!”

For the first time, Arae-san received the ball from Amami-san properly.

There were only ten seconds left for the first half, yet Arae-san looked calm. She watched her opponent’s movement closely. It seemed like she intended to make way for Amami-san to get the first points for the team.

But of course, Umi wouldn’t let her do that without a fight.

“Hello there.”

“You’re so persistent.”

“I mean, we haven’t settled jack between us. Anyway, sorry. With us here, you guys won’t be scoring.”

“Is that so?”