"To be on the safe side," Kiyono Lin turned around, "you didn't intentionally miss the goal, did you?"
"How could I, no way."
Kiyono Lin's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Wait, wait, let me explain!" Dubian Che raised his hands, asking her not to be impulsive, "I saw that you were physically weak and not exercising, so I thought this way you would get some good exercise, I really did it for your own good!"
Kiyono Lin crossed her arms, the cherry-pink of her lips tightened slightly, sketching a dangerous curve.
"Kiyono! Lin! You believe me, right? Would I lie to you? I can't lie to you!"
Kiyono Lin pointed at the track and said with an unquestionable tone, "1000 meters."
"Hold on, that's so strange! I admit, I did tease you, but you only picked up the ball nine times, which adds up to 540 meters, right? I accept the punishment, but why do I have to run 1000 meters?"
"1100 meters."
"...Okay, got it, I'm going now."
