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"Really?" Hachiman nodded, initially skeptical but later convinced. "That's good. But it's not a big deal. It'll be fine in a few days anyway."

"Uh-huh."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Goodbye~

After saying goodbye, Hachiman strode towards the door.

Meanwhile, Goto Ichiri cautiously raised his head from behind, and for some reason, he chuckled knowingly.

"?"

Hearing the laughter, Hachiman turned around, and Goto Ichiri immediately covered his mouth.

So he opened up.

'Even though I don't blush anymore when I see Hachiman, seeing him reminds me of Mango Box. What should I do? I really want to laugh...'

Chapter 150, Section 148: A Friend Comes from Afar (Chiba)

After the Starry Night test, Hachiman spent a relatively peaceful day, his solitary days filled with joy.

On Friday, as soon as I stepped outside, the sun overhead ruined the good mood I had worked so hard to build up.

It's so hot...

Hachiman walked on the inside of the sidewalk, trying to avoid direct sunlight as much as possible.

I checked the weather forecast and it showed that the temperature had reached 28 degrees Celsius, but there was no feeling of coolness at all.

So he had to quicken his pace and get into the school before the sun rose higher.

"Well, it's Friday today, so I'll make a summary."

As usual, Miyami Sen, the homeroom teacher of Class 1-C, walked into the classroom before the first period, tidying up the class while summarizing the week's events in a lazy tone.

There's not much to say, just some trivial matters.

but.

Miyami Sen would always patiently lead everyone through a review of everything that had happened in the previous few days, which she called a "review culture."

I don't know what use this culture is, but at this moment, Hachiman rested his chin on his hand, looking at the podium with a bored expression, his attention already wandering far away.

"Well, this is the first cultural festival we've held since our school opened up, so the school is taking it very seriously."

At this point, Miyami slapped the table, making a loud thud, probably trying to get the whispering students below to focus their attention.

Whether it was because of the sudden noise or simply because they were interested in the cultural festival, everyone's attention was focused on Miyami Sen.

She smiled with satisfaction and coughed lightly as she spoke.

"Listen up, the school has specially invited several other schools to visit the cultural festival next week. We hope everyone will do their best. Even if you can't bring glory to the school, at least don't embarrass us."

Upon hearing this, a student immediately raised their hand.

"Teacher, is this Shuchiin?"

Miyami shook her head.

"Is Toyonosaki there?"

Miyami Sen continued to shake his head, coldly stating, "Only Tsukimori Academy was invited from Tokyo."

"What? Another girls' school?"

When other schools come to visit, everyone naturally assumes it's a friendly exchange between campuses.

Although Haneoka Academy has opened its doors to male students, the male-to-female ratio is still overwhelmingly dominated by women.

In summary, Haneoka Academy has too much yin energy and urgently needs to absorb yang energy to replenish its yin energy in order to achieve yin-yang balance.

In layman's terms, the girls at Haneoka Academy want to meet men.

One of the boys understood their implication and immediately retorted, "Hey, that's a prestigious academy for young ladies, not like a bunch of trash like you!"

Regardless of whether the viewpoint is correct or not, this low-EQ statement will naturally be met with a barrage of criticism.

Sure enough, the next second, the boy who spoke was attacked by the girls around him.

"What do you mean? You think you're so superior?"

"If you're so capable, why don't you go to someone else's school?"

"Guonan is really going all out!"

Miyami Sen looked at the overwhelming 20-to-1 battle below with a headache and couldn't help but slam his fist on the table and say, "Pay attention to classroom order and don't talk about things that are not important."

Only after the homeroom teacher intervened did the girls stop hurling insults at him.

With the humanitarian spirit of "boys help boys," Hachiman cast a caring glance his way, only to see a sly smile on the other's lips.

He couldn't help but shudder.

Such a heavyweight?

"However, the school also invited several schools in Chiba. I have the list here. You can check it out if you're interested."

Miyami Sen showed the roster in her hand and said casually.

Upon hearing the name of his hometown, the arm supporting his chin slipped, and his chin almost hit the table.

Chiba's school?

Does that mean I'll be able to see Komachi?!

Great!

[Komachi is in middle school, so don't even think about it.]

The teacher didn't say it was high school.

"Teacher, please stop keeping me in suspense and tell me already! Please!"

Hearing a student using a cutesy, high-pitched voice to whine, Miyami Sen frowned and her lips twitched violently.

"There are two schools coming from Chiba: one is the Seaside Comprehensive High School, and the other is Chiba Municipal Soubu High School. But don't get your hopes up too high, because Chiba is quite far away, so only student council members will be coming."

"Great!"

The cheering was from the girls in the class.

It is well known that those who can enter the student council in Japan are all outstanding individuals with excellent talents and pleasant manners.

Some girls have already started to swoon over him.

Hachiman scoffed at this.

No Komachi, bad review.

Hachiman quietly took out his phone and started typing.

Yawata: Komachi, I hope other schools will be able to visit our school for this cultural festival!

Komachi: Oh (indifferently)

Komachi: So what?

Hachiman: Komachi, would you like to come?

Komachi: smile emoji

Hachiman: Who taught you to use such a brave emoji?

Komachi: Is it not allowed? It's so cute!

Hachiman: Not cute at all!

Komachi: Onii-chan, just focus on your studies. Remember to bring back an older sister during Golden Week.

Hachiman: I can't bring any.

Komachi: Then don't come back. The Hikigaya family only has one child, hmph!

After saying this, no matter how many messages Hachiman sent, or even when he transferred money to her, Komachi did not respond.

Of course, the red envelope was accepted.

On the podium, seeing someone slacking off under the table, Miyami Sen's eyes flashed with displeasure, and she couldn't help but raise her voice.

"In addition, the school will select a few people as volunteers to connect with students from other schools. Since our class has no activities, we will cover the majority of the costs."

"Hey!"

As soon as the news came out, the classroom erupted in wailing and screaming.

You guys, weren't you really looking forward to it just now?

Why are you all wearing such long faces now? Do you just want to take advantage and don't want to work?

screw you!

Miyami Sen didn't stand on ceremony and immediately took out a small box: "Ten people will go in total. Haneoka Academy values ​​fairness and democracy, so I won't call out names. Everyone will come up and draw lots according to the seating order. Whoever draws the lot will go."

There are more than 20 people in the class, so the probability of being selected is close to 50%.

Hachiman was calculating in his mind, rubbing his head in frustration, wondering how he could avoid being drawn.

What about perspective?

Brother Tongzi, please save me!

[Ao (with a cold expression)]

One by one, the students in the class went up on stage, and soon it was his turn.

Four lucky individuals have already secured volunteer status, and when Hachiman went on stage, Miyami Sen stirred the lottery box again and placed it in front of him.

"Hurry up."

"cut."

Hachiman reached in, selected a slip of paper from the corner, pulled it out, and unfolded it, his face instantly darkening.

bingo!

[Damn it, what did you get?!]

Chapter 151 Chapter 149 Rasengan

He dragged himself back to his seat, utterly dejected.

After everyone had drawn their lots, Miyami Sen continued, "The person who drew a lot, remember to report to the student council this afternoon, okay?"

"Yes..."

Starting with Class C of the first year, the news that other high schools would come to visit during the cultural festival spread throughout the entire school in a very short time.

In particular, the ten students in charge of reception were privately known as the Ten Knights of Haneoka Academy, and they quickly rose to the top of the forum's trending list.

Hachiman also took this opportunity to become very popular.

"Hachiman, congratulations." Takamatsu Akari looked at him with admiration, her eyes sparkling as if they were stars.

How are you so amazing? You got it right on the first try!

If Hachiman hadn't known that Takamatsu Akari was a simple-minded child and wouldn't have acted so sarcasticly, he would have been cursing.

"That's great, Hachiman-kun, you know people from other schools." Aine said with amusement, resting her chin on her hand. "Isn't that right, Hachiman-kun?"

Where did this hermaphrodite come from?

"Then I'll reluctantly give you this opportunity."

"No, no, I'm very introverted," Aine quickly waved her hand in refusal.

The fist hardened—

Hachiman resisted the urge to point like a husky, and sighed, "What a nuisance. Not only does it take up my rest time, but it also affects my part-time job."

Because of the need to prepare in advance, the volunteers who will be receiving the volunteers will have to report to the student union from today until next week, which is called "Knight's Advanced Studies".

I'll study your head.

If I don't work, who will give me living expenses?

Hachiman got angry at the thought, but he couldn't disobey his master's orders, so he had no choice but to edit a text message and send it to Ijichi Seika.