And that problem remained ready throughout track practice.

"He has a huge bulge!"

"Fudo has a boner!"

"He's so cool!"

"Run!"

"He must be good!"

"Go, go!"

Everyone cheered on your boyfriend, but you sat front row. You had been a little bit worried that he would go after Miki, especially after your denial, but it seemed that he hadn't even noticed her yet. Instead he kept winking at you and showing off his manhood through his tight clothes.

"What happened to Fudo? He's changed."

"It's not normal for a person to change that much in a day" The boys from last track practice bantered.

"He's the slowest runner on the team."

"He can't be better all of a sudden just because his looks changed."

Akira glanced at you and began stretching in a way that showed off his muscles. With his arms over his head, he leaned back to show you how fit he was. You giggled. It was probably unconsciously that he was even doing that; something coming out of his 'reptile brain' so to say. He wanted to prove he was a good mate for you, by showing off his many strengths.

Then the thought occurred to you. Oh darn. He's going to be super fast now. That'll be suspicious. I'll have to tell Ryo and ask him about it.

"Ready, set... Go!" The clap sounded to let the runners know to start.

SHOOM! Akira took off as fast as lightning. He looked animalistic as he ran, almost running on all fours.

Wow, what is this body? He thought to himself. My legs are free from gravity. My arms sail in the wind. Oh crap. He knew he had revealed himself by accident, but hoped everyone would overlook it.

"Ten!"

"Ten seconds?" The boys on the bleachers asked together.

Then, the uproar began.

"That was super fast, wasn't that fast?"

"That was amazing!"

"What happened, Akira?" Miki ran up to him after the run was over, while he marched over towards you. You wondered if he was going to ignore her. If he would lose all interest in her because she wasn't a demon like him.

No.

"It was dumb luck." He scratched his head and smiled at her as he paused and turned to face her. "Maybe I had the wind at my back."

"No way." She said as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Here, use my towel, Fudo!"

"No, use mine!"

You noticed Miko looking over at the scene.

"Let's do a 4-by-100 relay." Miki requested while Akira wiped himself off with all of the towels he was handed. "We might win the Koshien event."

"Sounds good." Akira stated matter-of-factly as he lifted his shirt to continue toweling off. "But that was genuinely dumb luck." He lifted his shirt obscenely high and that's when you noticed it. He was flirting with her. You couldn't believe your eyes. As he threw the towels to the crowd, Miko called out to Miki.

"Miki, you have a text from Mr. Nagasaki!"

"Ignore it!" She called back as she returned to talking with Akira.

Seeing that you wouldn't be missed, you stood up and left.

Miko ran up to you.

"Are you mad about that back there?" She asked nicely.

"Furious."