Takeru was a quiet boy who, although his appearance suggested he would be a great player on many school teams, only liked to stay home and read books.
Yes, he was tall and very muscular, as he regularly went to the gym, where he amazed the regulars with his incredible strength, but he claimed that sports in general were boring and that everyone should stop trying to convince him because he wouldn't join any school sports clubs anyway.
So why did he go to the gym? Two reasons:
1. His parents – fitness fanatics – told him that if he didn't have a flawless, athletic physique, they wouldn't give him money for new books, so, although initially he was hesitant, he started going to the gym.
2. He discovered that there were many interesting sights there, and he couldn't just stand idly by and stare at muscular guys, so to be able to observe them without suspicion, he had to work out with them. Simple, right?
However, one of the school's students, a wrestling fanatic, decided to persuade Takeru to join the wrestling club (not a very large one, as it's a relatively unpopular sport). This student, in addition to his beautifully sculpted physique, possessed a sharp, analytical mind. He began observing Takeru's behavior and even joined the same gym. After a dozen or so days, he knew what he had to do.
As they showered after another physical education class…
- Oh shit, which prankster hid my clothes? - Takeru's shout filled the entire locker room.
The boys stared at Takeru in disbelief and a hint of fear, only now realizing that this shy, quiet boy, always hunched over, was actually at least a head taller than any of them, and this boy with his enormous, bulging pumped muscles could easily take them all down at once.
- Hey, big boy, calm down - a cheerful voice came from behind the door - That was me.
Takeru turned and angrily headed for the door, but...
The boy standing in the doorway, dressed only in sneakers and tight shorts, was shorter than Takeru, but just as muscular and simply beautiful!
- Wow, this is the first time I've seen you this close. You're really huge! And by the way, I'm Ken.
- Takeru - Takeru muttered - give me back my clothes.
- Come on, you're so, um, impressive that you really shouldn't be wearing all this stuff, but if you want, I'll give it to you, but on one condition.
- What do you want?
- You'll join my wrestling club!
- No way, sports are boring!
- Nonsense, I'll prove to you that wrestling is fun! Come with me to the school sports hall!
- At least give me back my underwear first!
- How's that supposed to be fun if you're in your underwear? Let's go, I'll give you your underwear later.
The guys went to the school sports hall.
- On your knees!
- What?
- On your knees, please - Ken's voice was sweet as honey - I'll show you how much fun wrestling can be.
And so the demonstration began... and before they knew it, several hours had passed!
- Hey Takeru, so what, do you still think sports are boring? - asked a tired but clearly happy Ken.
- I like sports like this! Can you show me a few more holds?
It turned out Takeru had much more strength and endurance than his new, but definitely best, friend!
