The first 200 lines.
I've been dreaming of it since I was little kid.
I want to fly high through the air like that.
I want to dance like that with everyone.
The one who made that dream come true for me...
...was him.
Wataru.
'Morning!
Let's go.
Yeah.
Outta the way! I said get outta the way!
Nakao, higher! Watch your shoulders.
Everyone, everything starts here!
Isn't there a star missing?
- Maybe it fell off over there? - I'll go look.
Ow.
You're in the way.
Are you Azuma Wataru from Kara-High?
What if I am?
Excuse us. We're going to use a little bit of space.
Pay attention!
I'm sorry.
Hey, what club are you guys, anyway?
We're the men's rhythmic gymnastics team.
Rhythmic gymnastics?
Yes.
Isn't that something only girls do?
Let's go.
It's our loss.
It's boring fighting guys like them.
Hey Nippori, aren't there any better fighters around here?
Someone who could beat Aniki?
I don't think they exist, do you?
Aniki, we're in time for the opening ceremony, aren't we?
Those guys never change.
What're you looking at?
Akabane! Leave it.
I'm so glad I don't have a class with those boys.
But, the Vice Principal's pretty mean, isn't he?
Assigning a new teacher to their class right away.
I wonder what kind of teacher this Kashiwagi-sensei is.
I feel sort of sorry for him.
Good morning.
I'll be in your care starting today. I'm Kashiwagi Yutaka.
I'm the Vice Principal, Nishikawa.
Let me introduce you. This is Kashiwagi-sensei. He teaches Japanese History, right?
Yes. I look forward to working with you all.
You're Kashiwagi-sensei?
What amazing muscles. Is it alright if I touch them?
- Well... - Here, let me see.
We probably won't have to worry about him.
Do you play some sort of sport, Sensei?
No, I have no interest in sports...
Then how did you get the muscles?
I plow and fertilize fields every day.
Plow and fertilize?
My hobby is farming.
Farming?
Yes.
I borrow a plot from a neighbor and grow vegetables.
Is there a gardening club at this school?
Unfortunately, no.
I see...
I'll have to revise my opinion.
We'll be late.
Let's go.
Satou-sensei.
This was left in the gym.
The men's rhythmic gymnastics club forgot it.
I know you're also coaching the rugby team...
...but if you slack off and fail to guide them properly, it'll cause problems for me.
I'm sorry. I'll be sure to speak with them.
Men's rhythmic gymnastics?
We have a club like that here?
Now that you mention it, isn't "rhythmic gymnastics" a girls' sport?
No. Boys do it as well.
Rhythmic gymnastics was originally known as "group calisthentics"...
Along with the ladies' version, the sport has over 50 years of history.
Is that so?
Yes.
Furthermore, men's rhythmic gymnastics originated in Japan.
Yet, our men's rhythmic gymnastics team...
...has few members, and even if they enter a meet, they fail to qualify every time.
If they aren't serious about it, then they should just be disbanded.
You should water this.
Huh?
This is the first time the 3 of us have been in a class together, isn't it?
But, there aren't any good guys in this class.
Yeah... especially them.
What?
You guys still don't intend to disband?
What do you mean by that?
If the men's rhythmic gymnastics team went away...
...our team's practice times will increase.
We don't really get that much time to use the gym.
Listen up, we're aiming for Nationals.
Even if it's just an hour or two, we want it.
So, she broke up with me.
And this is my new girlfriend Mai-chan. Look, isn't she cute?
You've got a new girlfriend again?
Yo. You're in this class too, Kiyama?
Yeah.
Fighting again?
Yup.
Cool as always.
This is my seat.
Okay. I'm sorry.
Then, I'll sit...
...over there.
Are you okay?
Pay more attention.
What?
Wanna fight?
Cut it out, Ryosuke.
Guys like that won't put up a decent fight.
We're with them?
Looks like someone has a complaint.
You got a problem with me, just say it!
You got a problem, huh?
Hey, you! C'mon.
Fighting?
What should I do?
I said spit it out! What's your problem?
You guys!
I said to shut up!
Who are you?
I'm the homeroom teacher for this class, Kashiwagi.
Homeroom teacher?
Never seen him before.
I just started here today.
Isn't she hella cute?
I'm Satonaka Mari.
I've transferred to many schools because of my father's job...
We came back here this spring. It's nice to meet you all.
- Please take that open seat. - Okay.
I'll take attendance now. Starting with the girls...
Are you okay?
Huh?
You're bleeding...
Oh.
Here.
- Hey. - Yo.
Are you okay?
Mari-chan, huh?
Aniki!
Wataru.
It's no use. He's got it bad.
Is she that great a chick?
Don't call her a "chick."
- Sorry! - Don't be so serious.
I'm not the kind of guy who plays at dating like you, Ryosuke.
I'm always serious about the girls...
You've never even told a girl how you felt before.
Shut up.
Azuma-kun, I need to speak with you a moment...
So, what'd you want to talk about?
Let's see... Azuma-kun, your credits from second year...
...seem to be a bit short.
And?
In order to make up the credits, you'll either need to take 1 month of extra lessons, or...
...participate in a club.
I don't have time to play around in a club.
- Then I'll put you down for lessons... - What?
I'm sorry. In that case, I'll have to have a parent come in...
- Parent? - ...so the 3 of us can discuss your options.
Wait.
A club. I just need to join a club, right?
Y-yes...
Don't call my mom over every little thing.
Thanks for your business.
Oh, Shige-chan, sorry to make you rush.
You don't have to say that.
Thank you for waiting. Here you go.
I would've sent Wataru if he had come home.
Cabbage, onions, meat...
Whatever you need, just tell me, and I'll bring it to you.
- Thanks. - No, it's my pleasure.
One for all, all for one!
Anyway, he's joining us on a provisional basis, so please welcome him.
Yes, sir!
Wataru participating in a club...
Aniki! They're gonna pass to you!
Oh crap.
Why, you --
Hey! Stop that!
Azuma-kun!
I'm not doing this.
Azuma-kun? Hey!
I'm sorry.
Ukemi?
Learning to fall when you're hit so you don't injure yourself.
I don't need to know that.
But, ukemi is the most important basic skill.
There's no way anyone can knock me down.
Alright! C'mon!
Azuma-kun, judo isn't fighting!
No way.
For cryin' out loud. Who does this stuff?
How about we do supplementary lessons?
- You tryin' to pick a fight? - N-no...
How about you man up and repeat the year?
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