Does gravity make me stronger?

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But he knew that, generally speaking, such famous idols are subject to restrictions from their companies, the simplest of which is that they are strictly prohibited from taking photos with ordinary people.

Also.

Because of the protection of portrait rights, fans cannot take photos without permission, and receiving a lawyer's letter from the agency would be no joke.

What a pity...

Hachiman shook his head, dispelling worldly desires from his mind, and obediently adjusted the chair settings as prompted by the speaker.

"There is a rotating button on the lower left side of the seat. Gently rotate it inward, and the seat will tilt back to 160 degrees."

Hearing this from the speaker, Hachiman bent over, reached out and groped around on the side of the chair for a while, and finally found the button.

just.

He pulled hard on the button below the armrest, but the chair didn't budge.

"Is something wrong?"

Hachiman twisted a few more times, but there was still no response.

At this time.

"You need to push this button outwards before you can move it."

The girl's pleasant voice rang in my ears.

Hachiman looked in the direction of the sound.

Having removed her mask, Mikasa Hatsuka was gazing at him through her black-rimmed glasses, a perfect smile playing on her lips, radiating a friendly aura.

Do you need my help?

"This is troublesome..."

Hachiman obediently pulled his body away, giving the other party room to maneuver.

Seeing this, the girl leaned down slightly and skillfully pressed the button.

With a thud, the chair, which had remained steadfast, suddenly fell downwards.

At the same time, Hachiman felt his waist suddenly lose its support, and his whole body involuntarily fell backward. Instinctively, his hands frantically searched for something to grab in the air.

then.

"ah!"

Sanka Chuka's shoulders trembled as she watched helplessly as this strange boy used her right hand as a grip on a railing.

It's cool and refreshing, and very soft.

No, why are you making comments now?

Hey, isn't this your own thought? I'm just relaying it for you.

Who asked you to relay this message!

Teasing him like that by the system, Hachiman didn't even have time to regain his balance before he quickly let go of his hand: "...I'm sorry!"

"It's okay. Is the current angle comfortable? If not, we can adjust it a little lower."

While rubbing the spot where Hachiman had grabbed her, Mikasa casually remarked, perfectly embodying the professionalism of a idol.

Seeing this, Hachiman felt even more embarrassed, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.

"I'm so sorry, but this is fine, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After a brief interlude, the two returned to their initial state of being strangers.

Hachiman couldn't help but glance at the other person out of the corner of his eye.

【Favourability: 8】

As expected, the favorability rating dropped.

That's normal. This isn't a romantic comedy. Why would a normal person be attracted to a clumsy guy?

Seeing the numbers decrease, Hachiman felt inexplicably relieved.

At the same time, the projector had already projected the image into the "sky".

Countless white dots appeared overhead at lightning speed, resembling a real starry sky, especially the dazzling Milky Way hanging in the middle, so magnificent that Hachiman couldn't take his eyes off it.

This planetarium has something there.

Perhaps it was the first time he had seen so many stars, but Hachiman was so captivated by them that he couldn't tear himself away for a long time.

"gorgeous."

He couldn't help but sigh.

Upon hearing this, I suddenly noticed that the favorability and gravity values ​​of the triangular Chu Hua next to me had both increased.

【Favourability: 10】

26-> 28

No, why did my comment "It's so beautiful" cause both numbers to change at the same time?

Hachiman was a little confused.

However, since they were still performing and didn't know each other, they didn't bother each other without permission.

And so, he refocused his attention on the "sky".

After a few minutes, the initial novelty wore off, and Hachiman began to realize the downsides of this activity.

It's too monotonous.

The starry sky is beautiful, but it's not real. The more you think about it that way, the more likely your brain is to develop a rebellious mentality and gradually become desensitized to the projected stars.

Hachiman shifted his gaze and began to observe the tourists around him.

【Favourability: 0】

【Favourability: 1】

[Favorability: -30]

???

---Cut line---

My internet's been down all morning, I'm so mad!

Chapter 145, page 143: Unboxing!

what?

Thinking he had misread it, Hachiman steadied himself and looked at it intently again.

This time, he saw it very clearly.

[Affection level: -30 (Although you're just a passerby, your position is too close to Misaka Hatsuka, so she's jealous and extremely hostile towards you)]

envy?

hostility?

Hachiman read through the evaluation and became slightly more vigilant.

Did that guy recognize Mitsumi Hatsuka?

Are they friends, or just fans?

If it's the latter, was it a chance encounter, or did they deliberately follow each other here?

Thinking of this, Hachiman suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

It's a well-known fact that the Japanese entertainment industry is a mixed bag.

It is rife with all kinds of money-for-sex transactions, and scandals such as the "Four Loves" BDSM community and nude photo scandals are constantly emerging.

but.

The truly crazy ones are the fans behind each popular idol, supporting their debut, releasing albums, and constantly spending money on them.

"Mommy fans" and "toxic solo fans" are just the beginner level. There are countless extreme fans who stalk their idols in private, and there have even been vicious incidents where idols were stabbed to death by fans in their homes.

Some people might say that this kind of fan only appears on popular celebrities.

Actually not.

Once the number of followers exceeds a certain threshold, it is easy to attract extreme fans.

For example, Goto Ichiri only had tens of thousands of YouTube subscribers, but even then, some wicked people were already plotting against him.

If he hadn't secretly helped her, Goto Ichiri's ID photo might already be posted on the forum and being gossiped about.

Human hearts are unpredictable.

Hachiman simply didn't expect that something similar would happen again so soon.

Should we call the police?

It's highly unlikely to work.

First of all, it is still uncertain what the other party's composition is.

Secondly, even though he was a die-hard fan, he didn't do anything outrageous for the time being, so even if he called the police, it would be a waste of time.

So, as a second-best option, Hachiman decided to give Misumi Hatsuka a heads-up.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a "click" sound in the hall.

That's the sound of a camera shutter clicking.

Because of the emphasis on personal privacy, all mobile phones manufactured in Japan cannot turn off the shutter sound.

After the shutter sound was heard, the tourists who were admiring the starry sky frowned, and some even sat up to try to find the source of the shutter sound.

"Guests, please do not take photos without permission."

A staff member stepped forward to maintain order and spoke softly to a man standing to the side of Hachiman.

"Sorry, I'll delete it now."

In front of the staff, the man deleted the photos from his phone, and the staff did not pursue the matter further and quickly returned to their posts.

but.

Did he really delete it?

the answer is negative.

Through his inner voice, Hachiman read the man's true thoughts.

'Success! All my preparations were worth it; I finally got to take some private photos of Hatsuka-chan today!'

'He just deleted the prepared photos of the lobby without even thinking. What an idiot.'

'Hatsuka-chan, I love you to death!'

Hachiman slightly raised his head and saw the man frantically kissing his phone screen.

That's disgusting...

He frowned, preparing to tell Sanjiao Chuhua the news.

At that moment, Mitsuba Hatsuka, who was admiring the starry sky, felt a light tap on her arm and looked over, puzzled.

"that..."

It's that boy from earlier...

After recognizing the person who had come, Sankaku Hatsuka nodded to him.

"Is there a problem?"

Hachiman didn't speak, but instead raised his phone.

The screen brightness has been lowered so that the person next to me, Sanjiao Chuhua, can see the content clearly without disturbing other tourists.

The message read: "Thank you for your help before. Are you Ms. Mikasa Mikasa?"

Upon seeing the contents of her phone, Mitsuka Chuka was slightly taken aback, probably not expecting her identity to be exposed so quickly.