I had been chosen to participate in the Best Couple Contest, and Alice and I had come to the back of the stage that had been specially set up in the schoolyard.
“Let’s do our best and win, shall we?”
“I don’t know what we’re going to do at all, but I’ll do my best anyway.”
I replied to Alice who was in high spirits. By the way, it seems that there are ten pairs participating in this year’s contest, including us.
The other participants are all beautiful men and women. It makes me sad to say it myself, but I am the most plain among the male participants.
But Alice is the most beautiful among the female participants, so in a sense, we may have reached a balance. While I was thinking that, it was time for the contest to start, and the host began to explain the flow of the contest.
It seems that the contest will be judged on three points: a quiz to see how well the contestants understand their lovers, a two-person contest to judge their compatibility, and a reenactment of a confession they have actually made.
“The quiz and the challenge are impossible, but the reproduction of a confession is absolutely impossible. I never confessed in the first place.”
“Don’t worry, I have a better idea.”
“….okay, I’ll leave it to you.”
I was worried about a lot of things, but I couldn’t think of any other way, so I decided to leave it all up to Alice. Then we went up on stage and introduced ourselves according to the MC’s instructions.
“Nice to meet you all, I am Kurotsuki Alice, wife of Kurotsuki Takuma, who is standing next to me.”
Alice’s self-introduction was as usual. Needless to say, the audience was surprised by her outlandish remarks.
After everyone had introduced themselves, the quiz began. The first ten questions were about boyfriends, and the eleventh to twentieth questions were about girlfriends.
The first question was a very simple one: how tall is your boyfriend? Since Alice and I are about the same height, there was little chance of me getting it wrong.
After a minute of thinking time, the women took turns answering the questions, and the answer that came out of Alice’s mouth was unexpected.
“Takuma’s height was 79 centimeters at age one, 89 centimeters at age two, 95 centimeters at age three, and at age four….”
To my surprise, she started answering not my current height, but my height since I was one year old, in that order. I thought she was just answering at random, but all of my heights matched perfectly with the heights on my health checkup records from birth to the present, which I had saved on my phone.
“H-Hey, how do you even know that?”
“Eh, normally you would know that much.”
“No, no, no, normally you would never know that.”
I see, it seems that Alice’s idea of normal and my idea of normal are different. The other couples and the audience who were watching our exchange seemed to be completely taken aback.
Alice answered all the questions correctly, even the ones that normal couples would never know. Who would have guessed that she knew my future dreams when I was in elementary school and even the name of the hospital where I was born?
Incidentally, I got seven out of ten questions right on the quiz about her, which was not a bad result, but Alice looked dissatisfied. Please give me a break because the difficulty level is such that it is usually impossible to answer all the questions correctly.
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“I feel like I’m sure I’m going to fall down on the way……”
“Takuma and I will be fine.”
Alice and I were having such a conversation as we stood at the starting line of the three feet run. The fact that the best couple contest is a tripod competition was announced just before the start of the event, so all participating couples are required to do the tripod on the spot.
The idea is that couples should be able to run well together even if they have had no practice, but is it just me who can only see a disastrous future for the couples?
“Then I’ll tie a string around your ankle.”
“Yeah, feel free to tie me up.”
“Hey, quit talking in a way that people might misunderstand you.”
“Eh, what are you talking about?”
Alice seems to be normal today. It’s not like I have a hobby that gets me excited about tying up girls. I’m going to have a quick meeting with Alice to get my mind back on track.
“I’ll start with my left leg, and Alice can start with her right.”
“Okay, let’s go for it.”
We then lined up at the starting line. At the sound of the pistol, we started to run. The other couples were falling down and the laces were coming undone, but we were running surprisingly well.
“We were so in sync with each other.”
“I told you, we’re going to be fine.”
“I have to admit I had my doubts.”
It was hard to believe that this was our first time running together. We’re in a state of perfect synchronicity. That’s why we were able to finish ahead of everyone else by a wide margin.
“How did it all go so well?”
“That’s just how good our chemistry is.”
Alice replied to my musings. It’s true that our chemistry is good. If it wasn’t, we wouldn’t have been able to run like that out of the blue.
“…… But even so, it looks like things are pretty bad over there.”
“It seems like a lot has happened over there.”
There are very few couples like us who were able to reach the goal as smoothly as we did, and there was always some kind of trouble that occur. As a result, there was a tense atmosphere, a picture of hell.
It would be too bad if the relationship deteriorated after participating in a contest to decide the best couple. I wonder if this contest is actually designed to break up couples.
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