When Chinatsu walked out of the gymnasium and onto the field, the effect was nuclear-level.
The boys, who had been roughhousing, instantly fell silent as if a mute button had been pressed the moment someone spotted her.
This was followed by successive gasps, whistles (which were immediately glared down by the Physical Education Teacher), and unrestrained cries of amazement.
What first captured everyone's gaze were the long legs stepping out from the gymnasium's shadow—glowing white, perfectly straight, and slender like a masterpiece of God.
Sunlight bathed them, coating them in a soft halo, and every step she took tugged at countless heartbeats.
Next came the astonishing curves of her upper body, tightly encased in the sportswear, subtly trembling with her gait.
The presence of those "Big Slimes" was so intense that it made onlookers worry whether the thin fabric could withstand their weight.
Finally, there was her exquisite face, carrying a hint of icy coldness—as if she were forced to perform—but faintly flushed with shyness and embarrassment.
Her long, ice-blue hair was tied into a high ponytail, adding a sense of refreshing sharpness, yet also leaving her perfect neck and collarbone lines completely exposed.
"Gulp..." Someone struggled to swallow.
"Holy hell?! Who is that?!"
"The new transfer student... Phoenix-in..."
"That figure... is that truly real?! She looks like that even wearing sportswear?!"
"God must have used the highest configuration settings when creating her..."
"I feel like my youth is starting all over again..."
"These legs... this chest... I declare she is my goddess!"
"Bro, calm down! That is Koushi's younger sister!"
"Koushi is my true brother from another mother and father! His younger sister is my... younger sister! (His gaze was completely fixed)"
"She's walking over... I feel like I'm running out of oxygen..."
Even the Physical Education Teacher (male) was stunned for several seconds. He had to blow his whistle repeatedly to barely manage to quiet the agitated boys, but everyone's gaze still uncontrollably darted toward that figure.
Just as the boys were in an uproar, Itsuka Shido also spotted the figure. His brain instantly crashed for three seconds.
(That... that is Younger Sister Chinatsu?! She looks completely different from when she wears her school uniform... This... this level of destructive power... is simply too exaggerated!)
His cheeks instantly grew hot, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.
He subconsciously tried to look away, feeling it was impolite to stare at his friend's younger sister, but his gaze was magnetically stuck, completely unable to move from those dazzling long legs and... and those breathtaking curves.
(Is this... a Spirit? No... this isn't the time to think about that! But... I can't think straight at all!)
Chinatsu felt like a rare, newly arrived animal at the zoo; every inch of her skin was screaming.
She could only maintain her icy persona, roaring internally: (What are you staring at! Haven't you ever seen a poor wretch whose body parameters were maliciously adjusted by a god?!)
The Physical Education Teacher blew the assembly whistle, and the students slowly started to line up.
As the girls emerged from the changing room one after another, it was as if a silent beauty pageant was taking place, and the final entrant instantly stole all the starlight and breath away.
Phoenix-in Chinatsu walked into the line, moving on those astonishingly straight, fair, long legs.
Since her height was already outstanding among the girls, she was naturally placed on the edge of the first row.
This position perfectly placed her, without reservation, directly under the visual focus of all the boys (and the girls behind them).
The sun seemed to show her special favor, softly shining on her ice-blue high ponytail. The tips of her hair gently swayed with the breeze, gleaming with a silken luster.
The boys standing slightly behind her could even clearly see a few unruly strands of hair playfully lifted by the wind, gently brushing against her fair, slender nape as if they had a life of their own.
There were even a few extremely fine hair tips, carrying a cool, elegant, and indescribable subtle fragrance, faintly brushing the cheeks and noses of the nearest boys.
The scent was very unique, unlike any perfume; it was more like the chilling coolness of pine needles after the first snowmelt, mixed with an extremely faint, pure sweetness, like night orchids blooming under the moonlight. It cleverly neutralized the youthful heat and sweat that permeated the air after Physical Education class, bringing a cooling sensation that was refreshing yet made one itch with anticipation.
A few boys who accidentally caught the scent subconsciously took a deep breath, their eyes slightly glazed over.
The Physical Education Teacher routinely spoke about class requirements and warm-up procedures, but few people below were actually listening.
Too many people's attention had already been firmly captured by the overly dazzling sight in the first row. "Alright, first, warm up! Jog two laps around the field!" The teacher finally finished his speech.
The line began to move and started running. Chinatsu almost subconsciously ran at the very front of the girls' line—the basic physical fitness of this body far exceeded that of ordinary people. However, this became the beginning of a new "disaster."
She tried hard to maintain steady breathing and rhythm, but in the instant her toes landed and she lightly sprang up.
Those full, perky, and substantial "Big Slimes" would defy gravity, first bouncing slightly upward, then heavily falling back down.
Engaging in a violent, elastic tremor that was restricted to a very small area!
The amplitude and texture, like two ripe, plump, and dripping fruits, traced an incomparably tempting and breathtaking trajectory of undulation.
This firmly held the gaze of almost every member of the opposite sex, both on and off the track, accompanied by countless silent heartbeats and swallowed saliva with every bounce.
(No--- it's... it's too much movement! I can't focus at all! And it's so embarrassing!) Chinatsu wailed internally, feeling her cheeks burn.
Left with no choice, she secretly mobilized a trace of the authority of Reason Law, not to directly construct anything, but to extremely precisely control the air flow around her and the subtle movement of her own muscles.
She formed an invisible, extremely faint stabilizing force field in front of her chest, attempting to suppress the overly conspicuous "Slime Riot."
(Hold steady... center of gravity... control the movement... use core strength...)
Chinatsu was calculating furiously internally, but this power used for "stabilization" instead made her running posture exhibit an unusual lightness and elegance.
This made her even more prominent and eye-catching. Her breathing was slightly quickened, her cheeks flushed, her ice-blue ponytail flowed behind her head, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her temples, sparkling in the sunlight.
The movement was indeed reduced; her body seemed unaffected by excessive gravity and inertia. Every step was smooth and effortless, as if precisely calculated, and her upper body was incredibly stable.
It was as if she were gliding, forming a stark contrast with the girls around her who ran somewhat clumsily or were panting.
Shido looked at Chinatsu's running posture and found it strange.
Her upper body was incredibly stable, and her movements were so fluid it looked like she was gliding on ice, completely unlike everyone else.
But for some reason, this exceptionally graceful running posture, combined with her explosive figure, did not diminish her attractiveness.
Instead, it added a mysterious and elegant charm, making it even harder for him to look away.
He felt his face growing hotter and could only silently pray that no one noticed his abnormality.
Chinatsu's abnormal, almost artistic running posture, combined with her explosive figure and icy expression.
Not only did it not diminish her attractiveness, but it also added a mysterious and elegant charm, making her stand out even more conspicuously among the running crowd.
(... Why do I feel like... they're watching with even more enthusiasm?!)
Chinatsu was on the verge of tears.
(Is this authority working in reverse?! Aha, you tricked me!)
Inside and outside the track, gasps and the sounds of swallowed saliva were endless.
"This... this running view... is unbelievable..." "I feel a little dizzy... no, dizzy from the track..."
"Why does she look like she's not tired at all when she runs? And she looks so good?"
"Is that the point?! The point is AAAAH—!" The boys' whispers and gazes nearly set her on fire.
The two laps were finally finished. Chinatsu slowly stopped and stood by the track, slightly panting.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from her temples and the sides of her face, sliding down her delicate, smooth cheeks and the graceful lines of her neck.
They dampened a few strands of ice-blue hair, sticking them to her skin, adding a fresh allure after the exercise.
Her fair skin showed a healthy post-exercise flush, and her chest gently rose and fell with her breathing. The "Big Slimes" finally settled down temporarily.
However, the gym uniform fabric, slightly damp with sweat, seemed even tighter... Dripping with fragrant sweat, she completed the warm-up, successfully making the atmosphere of the entire field even hotter and more knowing.