Does gravity make me stronger?

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If it doesn't smell like shampoo, then where does this unusual fragrance come from?

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The gravity reading above Nagasaki Motoyo's head visibly increased by several points.

"Soyorin, what are you and Hachiman whispering about again?"

Aine's sudden question interrupted Nagasaki Motoyo's train of thought. She came to her senses and smiled, "We didn't say anything."

Motoyo Nagasaki's acting skills have reached a level of consummate mastery.

Hachiman strongly suspected that if things continued like this, she might turn into a liar.

[Lies are so cute!]

Half an hour later, after visiting the last shop, the group finally bought a few sets of spare clothes.

"Because the clothes we just bought don't fit perfectly, we have to take them back and alter them according to everyone's measurements," Ai-yin suggested after thinking for a moment.

"Is everyone free tomorrow? How about we meet at RiNG and do some simple trimming together?"

“RiNG might not be available to reserve a table for us tomorrow, so why don’t you come to my place?” Nagasaki Motoyo said with a gentle smile to Hachiman.

"Would Hachiman be our protector?"

"Hey, the security situation in your area isn't that bad."

"Oh, right? But it's okay, I just wanted you to come and play."

Nagasaki Motoyo's direct attack caught Hachiman off guard, leaving him stunned in place.

Meanwhile, Takamatsu Akari and Aine were also frozen as they listened to the rather ambiguous conversation between the two.

Has Hachiman (Hikigaya-kun) already been to Soyo's house?

"Well, I have to work tomorrow..." He scratched his head with a wry smile.

"But my mom said she still wants to see you."

"Then you absolutely cannot go."

"Huh?" Nagasaki Motoyo pursed her lips, deliberately feigning a hurt expression, and asked weakly, "Hachiman, do you hate my mother?"

"No, sigh... then tell me the time tomorrow." Hachiman's mental barrier was instantly shattered.

Amazing!

Takamatsu Akari and Aine, who had been silent, were stunned once again.

"that..."

"Is there anything else, Aine-chan?"

Aine was about to say something more when Nagasaki Motoyo looked over with a smile. The next moment, a suffocating sense of oppression washed over her.

Ai Yin hesitated for a moment, then shook her head vigorously: "It's okay, it's okay, then let's meet tomorrow?"

"Ok!"

...

After finalizing the arrangements for tomorrow, Hachiman leisurely boarded the train back to Shimokitazawa.

On the way, he kept feeling like he had forgotten to do something important.

But what is it?

I can't remember.

Inside the tram, he gripped the handrail, his body swaying with the movement of the train.

He took the white business card out of his pocket and then let out a long sigh.

"I never expected to meet that Misaka Chuka..."

If SUMIMI's fans knew that there was a man here who not only knew their idol but also sighed and looked disgusted, Hachiman would probably be standing in a concrete pillar in Tokyo Bay tomorrow.

Unfortunately, those fans could only shed tears of joy alone at night while hugging their Chu Hua body pillows.

Who are you talking to?

【without】

As he examined the concise information on the business card, he naturally thought of Xiangzi, who was preparing to start a band. This favor could have been given to Xiangzi.

Unfortunately, Xiangzi already knew Sanjiao Chuhua.

Although Mikasa Hatsuka was eager to repay Hachiman, to be honest, he had been doing very well lately, the only downside being that he was short of money.

But you can't exactly ask Triangle Chuhua for money, can you?

Although Mitsumi Hatsuka is famous, she is, after all, just an idol within the agency. Most of her performance income is taken by the agency, and what actually reaches her is probably just a drop in the ocean.

In addition, he just searched online and found out that Mitsumi Hatsuka is actually about the same age as him, and is also in high school.

Thinking of this, he gave up the idea of ​​asking Sanjiao Chuhua for help.

He would only help introduce and connect with other people if they really needed it.

Of course, the best hope is that we'll never need this phone.

As he watched the scenery rushing past outside the tram, Hachiman couldn't help but think of something.

...

In front of an office in Tokyo, Hatsuka Mikami got out of a taxi.

Taxi fares in Japan are outrageously expensive, and ordinary people rarely consider taking them. However, because her agency has a policy of reimbursing taxi fares, Hatsuka Sanka doesn't experience the taxi anxiety that normal people do.

"10,200 yuan."

"Give!"

Handing over the taxi fare cleanly and crisply, Mikasa Hatsuka walked briskly into the office.

This task is very important and directly relates to Triangle Chuhua's future career.

The reason I say this is because next week she will become a member of another band.

The band's name is Avemujica.

In the agency's conference room, five people were already seated. One of them was Mitsumi Hatsuka's manager, and the other four were members of Avemujica.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Misaka Chuka took off her mask and bowed her head apologetically, looking slightly embarrassed.

None of the people present spoke; they simply watched silently as the sky-blue-haired girl sat in the center of the conference room.

"It's alright, Chuhua, thank you for your hard work."

Then, she stood up and said very seriously, "Here, I would like to thank everyone for accepting my invitation. I believe that Avemujica will definitely become the hottest band in the country in the future."

"Ooh!"

At one end of the conference room, a beautiful girl who looked a size larger than everyone else raised her arms and shouted, "Xiangzi-chan, I support you—!"

"Miss Yutenji, thank you for your support, but we're a team." Shoko, dressed casually, nodded to the unusually enthusiastic purple-haired beauty in front of him.

Yutenji Wakana, the drummer of Avemujica, is also a beauty blogger with hundreds of thousands of followers on YouTube.

Because of his personality and long-standing habit of being in front of the camera, he is much more energetic than the average person in his daily life.

Whether it was due to his personality or his circumstances, Xiangzi never really got along with an optimistic young man like Youtiansi.

But for the sake of harmony within the band, she endured it for the time being.

"Hatsuko, come sit here with me." Yutenji Wakana, or rather, Yutenji Nyanmu (as she called herself), happily patted the seat next to her.

"Um, who is Hatsuko?" Mikasa asked with an awkward smile as she walked over.

"Hey, don't you think it's cute to add a 'zi' to the end of a name?"

"Ah ha ha."

The five women in the conference room were all top-tier beauties; just sitting in them felt like being filled with their youthful energy.

This meeting was hosted by the manager of Triangle Chuhua, who quickly introduced the band's affairs before moving on to the main topic of the day.

"Next Friday, Avemujica's first performance..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Agent, please allow me to correct you, it's a masquerade ball," Xiangzi said without changing his expression.

The agent, interrupted by Xiangzi, didn't show any displeasure, but was just a little embarrassed: "Oh right, it's a masquerade ball. Anyway, everyone should get some rest. The first performance is the most important!"

Five people: "Okay!"

After the meeting adjourned, Yutenji Nyanmu and another black-haired girl left the agency first.

Ruoye Mu, Xiangzi, and Sanjiao Chuhua stayed behind.

"Xiao Xiang, our performance is finally about to begin!" Sanjiao Chuhua said with emotion as she looked at her childhood sweetheart.

Playing with Xiangzi has always been Sanjiao Chuhua's dream, and this dream will come true next Friday. What a wonderful thing that is.

Xiangzi bowed deeply to Sanjiao Chuhua: "The successful formation of Avemujica this time is truly thanks to your help."

"Xiao Xiang, don't be so formal. Aren't we childhood sweethearts?"

"Ah."

Beside them, Ruoye Mu stared blankly at the two of them, unsure of what to think.

You're my childhood sweetheart too, so am I...

Neither Xiangzi nor Sanjiao Chuhua noticed what the girl was thinking. After all, unless one observed closely, it would be difficult to notice the subtle changes in her facial expressions.

"Oh right, Xiangzi, I saw that boy again today."

"That boy? You mean the fan who helped you that time?"

"That boy probably isn't a fan of mine. He doesn't seem that enthusiastic about idols." Mikasa stroked her chin, thinking about Hachiman's reaction to her. He didn't seem to be a fan of hers.

"I don't want to say it, but Hatsuka-chan, this period is the most important time for Avemujica, so you should still be careful."

As a senior member of a professional band, Triangle Chuhua should naturally understand the rules of the industry. Xiangzi was just casually mentioning it and didn't mean to take it too seriously.

"I will."

Although Misaka Hatsuka said this, she didn't really care.

The reason is that she doesn't actually have any special feelings for boys; from childhood to adulthood, she has always preferred girls.

"By the way, Xiao Xiang, did you change your shampoo?" Sanjiao Chuhua approached Xiangzi, sniffing.

Seeing the other person getting closer and closer, Xiangzi reached out to stop them: "I went out a few days ago, so I changed my shampoo temporarily. Is the scent very strong?"

No, it smells delicious!

"Great."

Even though it's just the shampoo at home, she feels happy whenever she hears others praise Hachiman.

If I have the chance in the future, I'll buy a few bottles to keep at home, so that when Hachiman comes over, he can smell the scent of home.

As Xiangzi was thinking this, he suddenly felt a warm touch on his hand.

"Xiangzi, your hands are so cold."

"Oh, really?"

"Shall I warm you up?"

"No need, my hands are always this cold."

Sanjiao Chuhua's fair fingers inadvertently climbed onto Xiangzi's palm, but the latter calmly withdrew his hand.

I always felt that her childhood sweetheart was a little too clingy.

It's better for girls to keep a certain distance from each other.

"I'll be going now, Hatsuka-chan. See you later."

Xiangzi smiled and waved to Sanjiao Chuhua, who responded with a radiant smile.

See you later.

After Xiangzi left, Sanjiao Chuhua held her hands in her empty palms, looking regretfully in the direction the girl had gone.

Chapter 184, page 181: Pochi-chan: Help me! Mr. Shi... Hachiman