Exiled in a Class Trial for “Poor Dexterity”.

Despite the odd hiccup, the boys participating in the Hell Hell Marathon are connected together by a single rope.

As I am thinking to myself, “I look like a prisoner,” I see Mr. Nick Bakker standing next to me with a rope tied around him.

As soon as our eyes met, I am immediately entangled.

“MEAT!　”Sensei you’re joining us too?” That’s the look on your face, celebrity!”

“No, not really.”

I tell him the truth, but it seem to have rubbed him the wrong way.

Nick Bakker-sensei stares at me and whispers.

“The last time you embarrassed me in P.E., ……! You’ve got to be careful not to get carried away. …… I’m not only good at fighting, I’m also good at endurance running ……! I don’t know if I can keep up with a military-grade marathon. ……?”

“Well, I’ll do my best.”

“You can’t afford to be complacent now!”

Nick Bakker-sensei looks up and shouts to all the students in the schoolyard.

“And so, the ‘Hell Marathon’ begins!　There is no course in this ‘Hell Marathon’! We will leave this schoolyard and run north and north until the last person gives up! All non-athletes are free to do as they please! Students, are you done with your warm-up exercises? Line up at the starting line!”

We line up in front of the white line drawn in the middle of the schoolyard, with Mr. Nick Bakker in the center.

“After my signal, you will plug your ears while running! Let’s go!　Let the ‘Hell Marathon’ begin!”

Before he could finish his announcement, Nick Bakker-sense started running like he was caught off guard.

I follow him and put in my earplugs.

Just before the sound was cut off, I hear a yell.

“Oh my god, that piece of trash, seriously, this time it’s over. ……!”

“You know, all the selected members were on the track team in junior high school, right?”

“Yeah, if I ran at the same pace as those guys, I’d be exhausted in no time and dragged along!”

“You’ll be torn to shreds like a piece of trash!　This is going to be fun!　Ha-ha-ha-ha!”

My eardrums are almost contaminated by the vulgar laughter, but the yellow cheers purified them.

“Good luck, Leo! “”I wish you good luck, Master!”

As I wave back to them, I think of them and get ready.

I activate the “Dexterous Job Change” skill of “Poor Dexterity” and change my occupation to one where I would be good at running.

In addition, I activate my “Dexterous Body” skill to ensure that I have the necessary stats to run a marathon.

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Name Leopin

Occupation Woodcrafter ⇒ Ninja

Lv 16

HP 2010 ⇒ 1010

MP 2010 ⇒ 1010

Status

Life 201 ⇒ 101

Endurance 201 ⇒ 1001

Toughness 201 ⇒ 101

Spirit 181 201 ⇒ 101

Resistance 201 ⇒ 101

Agility 201 ⇒ 1001

Concentration 201 ⇒ 101

Strength 201 ⇒ 101

Magic 201 ⇒ 101

Dharma 201 ⇒ 101

Intelligence 201 ⇒ 101

Liberal Arts 201 ⇒ 101

Five Senses 201 ⇒ 101

Sixth Sense 201 ⇒ 101

Charm 1

Luck 5

Dexterity 700 ⇒ 300

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For now, a thousand of “Endurance” and “Agility” would be good.

The next thing I know , the leading group has left the school grounds, and I am in a ditch.

The men in front of me were pulling me along like a dog on a sled.

Everyone would occasionally look back and say, “Watch this ……!” They look at me with hostility.

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“Hey, hey, are you sure you’re okay to start off so fast?”

Leopin throws out such words, but since everyone is wearing earplugs, his voice should not have reached anyone.

The students in the lead group are muttering such bitter words and turning them into running power.

“Damn that piece of garbage ……!　It’s will be a while before you can afford to be so relaxed. ……!”

“You can’t treat Monaka and Kotone as assistants, of all people. ……”

“I’m so jealous. …… No, that’s outrageous. ……”

“I’m going to drag that piece of trash around as soon as possible. ……”

“Then I’ll show Monaka-sama and Kotone-sama how thoroughly he’s been torn apart. ……”

“Then I’m sure they’ll both be disgusted with him. ……”

“Watch this, you trash. ……　I’m only good at running ……!”

Leopin is not very good at running marathons, but the other participants have been selected and are all as agile as the rest.

Thanks to this, the pace of the “Hell Marathon” is quite fast right from the start.

They are all united in their efforts to bring Leopin down, and keep running at almost full speed.

But when they turn around after running about 10 kilometers through the grasslands, Leopin has a cool face.

“Damn ……!” They said with enthusiasm, and pick up the pace even more.

But after 20 kilometers, 30 kilometers, and 40 kilometers.

Leopin doesn’t even break a sweat, and without changing his expression, he keeps up with them.

The boys, on the other hand, are drenched in sweat and all have agonized expressions on their faces.

“Haa, haa, haa ……!　I’ve already run forty kilometers!”

“So why do you look so fine, ……?”

“Is he a monster?”

Nick Bakker, who is running in the lead, turns around, sweat gushing down his face.

“Me– MEAT!　No, I’m just skinny-dipping!　He must be in a lot of pain!”

They are wearing earplugs, but they are able to communicate through normal conversation.

The reason for this may go without saying.

“Me- MEAT! Everyone, keep up the good work!　At the 50 km mark, there will be something! Then we’ll be in heaven and he’ll be in hell. ……!”

And then the “Hell Marathon” reached the 50km mark.

There is a tent with a sign saying “Rest Area”.

Inside the tent, a vice principal in an apron is beckoning loudly.

“Good woork!　This is a good place to take a break!”

The first group of students jump into the shade of the tent and collapse in a heap.

The vice principal takes a pair of scissors and snaps off the ropes connecting them to Leopin.

Leopin also goes inside to take a breather, but the vice principal blocks his way.

The vice principal is saying something, so Leopin takes off his earplugs and listens.

“You see, it’s clearly marked!”

The vice principal points to a sign that says, “Rest Area”.

In small letters at the bottom of the sign, it says, ‘Not for use by students of the special training class.

“Come on, come on, I’ll be going that way!　You’re interrupting the good students’ break! The failures to suffer alone in the hot sun!”

The vice principal shoos Leopin away.

The students behind him, holding a fan and a glass of water, says sarcastically.

“Oh, my God!　It’s like heaven in here! It’s like hell out there compared to here!”

“It’s a pity he can’t come to this nice place! I can’t help it, he is a failure!

That trash is going to burn in the sun!　Hahahahahahaha!”

…… dodo dodo dodo …….

Suddenly, there was a sound of something approaching from behind.

Leopin looked back and saw a carrige.

There is a Domanna-sensei in the driver’s seat of the carriage. She was beating on the reins “Haya!” .

As it pulls up in front of Leopin.

“Dodon, sorry to make you wait!”

…… Zshhhhhhhhhhhh!

The carriage slides to a stop, skidding to a halt.

The signboard on the side of the carriage read in large letters.

“Special Training Class, Exclusive Resting Place”.

“Eh ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”