Does gravity make me stronger?

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"One million followers..."

At this moment, Sanjiao Chuhua had changed into a loose T-shirt, holding her phone in one hand and resting her chin on her other hand, gazing at Xiangzi with a dazed look.

"Xiangzi, do you think we can really succeed?"

“It’s definitely possible.” Wakaba Mutsu, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, and everyone turned to look at him.

Then, they all noticed the bear-patterned underwear the child was wearing.

She still loves Bro the bear so much.

Xiangzi smiled gently, facing the full-length mirror not far away, her gaze resolute: "Of course."

"Then I'll work hard towards a million followers." Yutenji Wakana crossed her legs, creating an alluring scene that sparked the imagination.

Unfortunately, there were only girls present.

Hachiman Kairin changed back into her favorite black leather jacket and looked everyone over: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll be going now."

"Hey, aren't we going to have a celebration party? This was our first performance!"

Upon hearing this, Yutenji Wakana stood up from her chair in disbelief, her round heart swaying violently due to the inertia of her rapid ascent.

Oh no, I'm getting dizzy from breastfeeding...

"Let's skip the celebration banquet."

Xiangzi looked away, speaking with slight displeasure. Ruo Yemu nodded in agreement, saying, "Dad wants me to come home for dinner today."

汰！

Where did this "daddy's girl" come from!

"what?"

With a sullen face, Yutenji Wakana could only cast a pleading look at Misaki Hatsuka: "Hatsuko-chan—!"

"Haha, I'll pass, I still have work at the firm."

Because she's simultaneously running both AveMujica and SUMIMI, Mikasa has been incredibly busy lately.

That evening, she had to go back to her agency to film the music video for her new song.

"I'll definitely do it next time," Hachiman Kairin said calmly, carrying her bass guitar as she walked out of the locker room. At the same time, the others also left.

Only Yutenji Wakanagi stood there dumbfounded.

"What?! The band isn't even having a celebration party after their first performance?" Yutenji Wakana held her head, suddenly feeling that this band was a bit too eccentric.

...

In an unnamed coffee shop.

Hachiman sat alone in a corner booth, his sharp, dead-fish eyes gazing at the distant scenery, exuding a rotten aura.

In front of the boy was a steaming cup of black coffee.

Hachiman pursed his lips, a trace of bitterness lingering on his tongue.

I shouldn't have ordered the black coffee, it was awful...

Beside him, another young man was complaining about the taste of the coffee shop's signature black coffee, just like him.

The thought that there were other unlucky people like him in the shop made him feel a little better.

However, just as the sense of belonging began to rise in his heart, the sound of footsteps began to echo.

A woman in a black office lady uniform walked past Hachiman and, right in front of him, took the young man's arm.

The next second, the two began to kiss tenderly.

Damn it, there's a JS!

I'm waiting for my teammates, what are you waiting for?

Tsk...

Hachiman withdrew his envious gaze and silently raised the torch in his hand.

Explode, you social butterflies!

After the couple kissed for a few minutes, they left hand in hand, leaving the cup of black coffee, which had only been sipped, quietly in its original place.

Just like Hachiman's current situation.

Ugh, so boring...

Fortunately, after a few more minutes, a girl wearing a black mask, black sunglasses, and a white beret appeared at the store entrance.

Beneath that round beret, spiky, blue-tinged hair shimmered.

The girl looked around, surveying the shop entrance, before suddenly glancing at Hachiman.

Immediately afterwards, she walked over quickly and sat down opposite her, looking slightly stiff.

Hachiman's rotten, dead fish eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Did you bring the goods?"

"Hey?"

The girl paused, then hurriedly looked around, a strange light appearing in her amber pupils behind her black sunglasses.

Hey, I'm happy just being a little mischievous.

Hachiman shook his head, forced an awkward smile, and said softly, "Just kidding. By the way, is it really appropriate for us to meet here?"

Although this cafe has very little foot traffic, it doesn't guarantee that there won't be AveMujica fans here.

If an AveMujica musician is found to be secretly dating a deadpan male high school student, they'll probably face a huge backlash.

Because it involved the girl's career, Hachiman was extremely cautious. He had activated his Mind Domain, constantly listening to the inner thoughts of those around him.

However, this also consumed a lot of his mental energy.

So if possible, he hopes to meet in a more secluded place.

For example, in the bedroom?

Although it was indeed very discreet, I know that's not what you meant.

【whee】

The girl shook her head, and Hachiman suddenly found the action quite cute.

She pulled her sunglasses down a little, her beautiful eyes sparkling with captivating light: "This place is fine, and besides, we're classmates, so seeing each other won't cause any problems."

"Let's be careful."

Hachiman's lips twitched. Seeing people looking over, he immediately pushed Xiangzi's sunglasses up: "You need to protect yourself."

"Thank you."

Xiangzi tilted her head playfully, which made Hachiman think that her actions just now were intentional.

Bad woman!

"How was the performance just now?"

"Great." Hachiman took a sip of black coffee, his gaze darting away, unable to look the girl in the eye.

"Ah, what's so great about it?" Xiangzi asked, leaning closer like a girl trying to coax someone.

Despite wearing a mask and sunglasses, Hachiman's heart was still pounding.

He leaned back slightly: "Music, performance, and so on, well, I don't know much about the professional aspects... Anyway, that outfit suits you very well, it looks great, and the keyboard sound is perfect."

"Thank you!" Xiangzi exclaimed joyfully, his voice brimming with excitement.

"But the mask looks a bit stiff."

"Hmm." Xiangzi puffed out his cheeks again. "Where's the mask? This is for nobles..."

Seemingly having touched a nerve, Xiangzi launched into a long explanation, while Hachiman listened intently as she recounted the history of the aristocratic masquerade ball, a smile inadvertently appearing on his face.

This reassuring and relaxed atmosphere was exactly what he wanted.

"Speaking of which, don't you need to have a victory celebration?" Hachiman asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I refused," Xiangzi replied calmly.

"is it?"

Hachiman didn't say much, after all, it was their band's arrangement: "So what are you planning to do after that? Are you going home?"

"Um... I want to go to a karaoke bar."

The girl's spur-of-the-moment idea shocked Hachiman.

Didn't you sing enough just now?

Oh, Xiangzi isn't the lead singer either...

"Then I'll head back to my dorm first." With that, Hachiman prepared to get up, but his right hand was firmly grabbed the next second.

Xiangzi said somewhat angrily, "Hachiman, you're coming with me too!"

"Ah, me?"

...

In Hachiman's mind, if you were to ask which place has the strongest youthful vibe, KTV would undoubtedly be second to last, with other similar places including the infirmary, the gymnasium's storage room, and the unlocked rooftop.

That's where our predecessors fought.

During his junior high school years, he had fantasized countless times about having an angelic voice and winning the hearts of countless female and male fans with just one love song.

But in reality, he was just an ordinary person.

He can't sing high notes, and his low notes aren't very appealing. He can hum a few lines of the verses, but he just shouts randomly when the chorus comes on.

This is a true depiction of Hachiman singing.

At the same time, KTVs are often associated with terms like "social figures" and "groups," which inadvertently increases the danger level of these areas.

[Name: Wei KTV De]

[Deterrence Level: 100%]

In short, KTV has always been a forbidden zone for Hachiman, and he has never dared to cross it.

"Are you really going?"

Hachiman stood at the entrance of a karaoke bar, asking timidly.

"Yes, I'm going."

Xiangzi had already taken off his mask and sunglasses, revealing a face as delicate as a doll's.

This karaoke bar is quite far from the National Theater, so there's no worry about being recognized.

Even if we were recognized, it wouldn't matter.

Hachiman swallowed hard. If it weren't for Shoko's excuse of "celebrating the success of Ave Mujica's first performance," he would never have come to a place like this, even if it meant dying.

The high school students who kept passing by carried a rosy aura, which made Hachiman, who was hostile to the god of youth, very uncomfortable.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after entering the private room.

Before entering, he made a point of looking up.

A13...

13, I have a bad feeling.

The KTV rooms in Japan are cramped, and the one they ordered was a tiny room that could only comfortably accommodate three or four people sitting together.

In front of the two was a huge screen that played commercials on a loop, and on the small table in front of them were a Pad and a microphone for requesting music.

Hachiman turned his neck around, nervously surveying his surroundings.

The cramped space gave him a unique sense of security, but because of the limited space, he had to maintain a relatively close distance with Xiangzi.

How close exactly are they?

It's to the point where if you shift your position slightly, your butt will touch the other person's shoulder.

No wonder so many people who are into dating and socializing love going to karaoke...

Of course, this KTV also has spacious small and large private rooms, but the price is several times that of the smallest room.