Handsome Guy x Scavenger Hunt

It was the elementary school sports day.
My second daughter had been looking forward to the scavenger hunt for a long time.


"If 'handsome guy' comes up in the scavenger hunt, I'm going to ask the vice principal to 'please run with me.' The vice principal is a handsome older gentleman, you see."

"And also, when it's 'someone wearing a ring,'"

(At this point, I asked, 'Oh, should I wear a ring?' since I don't usually wear one.)

"No, it's okay because I'm going to ask the vice principal. The vice principal wears a ring."


"Besides, if the card says 'vice principal,' I can run with the vice principal, right?"

In short, it seems she wants to run with the vice principal no matter what comes up.

A handsome guy, huh.

So he's a handsome guy.

I wonder what kind of handsome guy he is.

What if he's like Takeru Satoh?

Yay.


Have I ever looked forward to a sports day this much before? No, I haven't.

Hehehe.

Well, the day of the sports day.

The scavenger hunt was in the second half of the events.


I was distracted from the opening ceremony onwards.


I kept looking around, wondering which one was the vice principal.


After the footraces and the beanbag toss were over, the scavenger hunt finally began.


I was wearing sneakers, waiting and fully prepared to be picked.


Because, you know, it would be sad if there was a child who couldn't find anyone to run with in the scavenger hunt. I wanted to be of some help.


I even prepared props to make it easier for them to pick me.

With this, I can handle:
'Someone wearing a hat'
'Someone wearing sunglasses'
'Someone wearing black clothes'
'Someone wearing a wristwatch'


Just then, I heard a voice.

"Someone wearing a hat!"

I said, "Yes!" and stood up, reaching out my hand to the child in front of me.


The child hesitated for a moment and took a tiny step back.


"It's okay, we can go together," I said with a smile.

The child took a slight breath, nodded as if they had made up their mind, took my hand, and ran toward the finish line.


I ran, too. I did my best to run so I wouldn't be left behind by the child.

After we finished, I looked at the card the child was holding.


It said...

"Beautiful woman"

It was written there.

H-h-huh~~~~!?

Wasn't it supposed to be someone wearing a hat???

My heart almost stopped.
No, I wish it had just stopped right there.

Embarrassing

so embarrassing

sooooo embarrassing

I actually went up there myself saying, "Here!"

As I returned to the parents' viewing area, hundreds of gazes pierced through me (or so it felt).

That person just called herself a beauty (or so I felt them saying).

I want to crawl into a hole.

Someone, anyone, please dig a hole for me!

A while later, I heard it.

A voice calling out, "Vice-principal~~~~"

The owner of the voice wasn't my second daughter, though.

The vice-principal!

I'll finally get to see him, the vice-principal!

Thump-thump

Excited

......Hm? That person?

Is that person the vice-principal?

A faded hat. A worn-out tracksuit.

Looking much older than the principal, that... person who looks like he's been at the school for 50 years, is the vice-principal.
A handsome older man...?
I don't understand my second daughter's taste.

With that, the sports day ended safely.

My second daughter didn't happen to run with any fast kids in her heat,
so she looked like she was in a league of her own,
and many people told her, "You were so fast."

"That's not true," she says seriously.
"Really, it's nothing special. It was just luck," she says from the heart.

It's cool, like she's being humble.

I, too, I, too, live my life while being humble.


I definitely didn't stand up because of "beauty."

But I guess no one would believe me if I said that.