Does gravity make me stronger?

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[Just hold hands, stop talking nonsense. I hate women who talk too much. Okay, get on her!]

Hey, you're getting more and more rude to your owner these days.

[Host ≠ Master, the formula is a breeze]

"..."

Encouraged by the system, Hachiman felt a little itchy, so he mustered up his courage and tentatively reached out with his empty hand.

When he touched the girl's soft, smooth little hand, he recoiled as if he had been electrocuted.

"Cough cough."

Sensing Hachiman's feelings, Shoko's delicate body trembled.

This time, she took the initiative to extend her hand.

Ah, I'm dead!

Okay, it's not that exaggerated.

In fact, he didn't have many special feelings. Hachiman just felt that his hands were smooth and tender, like he was holding a piece of cool, soft tofu.

Knead it again.

My fingertips feel soft and bouncy. Wait a minute, are all girls' hands this soft?

"Um, could you please stop pinching me?"

Xiangzi looked away and complained in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

If she didn't say anything, she worried that her hands would be rubbed and kneaded like a doll. It didn't hurt, but it was very itchy...

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

He apologized nervously, and just as Hachiman was about to let go, Shoko slipped her fingers between his own.

The larger hand tightly enveloped the smaller hand.

Lowering her head slightly, you can see a smile blooming like a flower: "Holding hands, I'm so happy."

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Perhaps because he had exhausted himself carrying his luggage, Hachiman suddenly felt dizzy as he was about to enter the dormitory, and then made a dull and somewhat mechanical sound.

"I'll go back to my room first, and then I'll come back and help you tidy up."

Xiangzi nodded somewhat slowly as well: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, the two remained in the same position they had been in a few seconds before, until Hachiman spoke again, somewhat stiffly.

"Um, my hand..."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Xiangzi lowered his head and reluctantly loosened his slender white fingers, his heart aching for some reason.

I don't want to break up...

Once you've tasted the sweetness, you can never go back to that helpless state you were in before.

Am I too dependent on him?

Xiangzi clutched his chest with one hand, struggling to feel the rising pain, and couldn't help but think to himself.

The frail Xiangzi of that time seems to have returned...

Just then, a shy yet deep voice rang in his ears.

"Well, we can hold hands after we get back, that's fine too."

I've been seen through...

Shyness instantly flushed her cheeks, and Xiangzi hurriedly explained to Hachiman that she was not the kind of frivolous girl. However, upon seeing Hachiman, whose face was also flushed, she changed her mind at the last minute.

"Okay, see you later?"

See you later.

...

The dormitory was unusually quiet on the weekend, with only the occasional rustling of small animals in the bushes and the occasional sound of reading aloud.

Most students have already woken up and are still maintaining their weekday morning study habits in order to get into their desired universities.

In this peaceful atmosphere, no one would notice that Hachiman had completely lost control of his body because of a simple hand-holding.

"This is terrible."

The intimate gestures made it impossible to remain calm; my brain was in a state of extreme excitement and overload the whole way.

The scalding heat and soft touch lingered between my fingers, as if Xiangzi were still by my side and had not left.

Also, recalling Xiangzi's reluctant expression at that time, it was simply unbelievably cute.

SMT!

Xiangzi-chan is simply an angel!

Unable to suppress his excitement and elation, Hachiman tried his best not to let his smile become too disgusting, and wobbled back to his room like a penguin.

Turn a corner.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

A girl wearing a white T-shirt and light blue shorts stood at the door.

Before Hachiman could react, the petite girl, who didn't look like a high school student, had already jumped into his arms, rubbing her fair face against his chest.

Is today his lucky day?

"Onii-chan, you're so slow~"

"I miss you so much, Komachi!"

Hachiman ruffled Komachi's hair without any restraint, enjoying his younger sister's doting affection while asking gently and with surprise.

"That doesn't make sense. Why is Komachi here? Wasn't she supposed to arrive an hour later?"

"I came early because I wanted to see my older brother."

Komachi grinned, her cute little tiger teeth sparkling, but the tacit understanding that had developed between the siblings over a long period of time made Roku immediately realize what was going on.

Hachiman deliberately put on a serious expression: "Komachi, Onii-chan hates liars the most."

"No, no, Onii-chan, please don't hate Komachi! Ah... actually, it's because Komachi misread the departure time yesterday."

This child's instinct for acting cute is already superb; what should be a slightly affected manner of doing it is done by her in a way that doesn't feel annoying at all.

On the contrary, they are exceptionally cute!

Hachiman flicked his finger on her smooth forehead.

"It hurts!"

Komachi covered the spot where she had been hit, looking aggrieved.

"You idiot Komachi, why didn't you contact me sooner? I could have come pick you up."

"The station isn't far from the dormitory, so they just came by themselves."

As she spoke, Komachi stood on tiptoe to observe her surroundings: "Oh right, where's Shoko-neechan? Wasn't Onii-chan supposed to help Shoko-neechan move?"

The next second, Xiangzi feigned disbelief: "Could it be that Onii-chan has already killed Xiangzi-neechan?"

"Am I some kind of assassin?"

Hachiman rolled his eyes.

"Xiangzi is in her room now, and her luggage is all put away. I'll go back to my room for a bit, and then I'll go over and help her clean."

"Oh dear, Komachi is a little late, isn't she? But it's okay, Komachi can still help Shoko-neechan clean up."

"No, no, no, the two of us can do it." Hachiman waved his hand dismissively.

"No!" Komachi stubbornly puffed out her cheeks.

"Why are you so stubborn, child..."

Knowing he couldn't win an argument with Komachi, Hachiman chuckled and had no choice but to accept her help.

"Onii-chan, stop standing there like an idiot! Take me to see Shoko-neechan!"

"Wait a minute, I already said I need to go back to my room to get some things."

After taking a few dry towels and cleaning tools from their room, the two hurried towards Shoko's room, urged on by Komachi.

Speaking of which, the dormitory management at Haneoka Academy is really lax; even students who aren't from the school can come and go freely.

Last time it was Goto Ichiri and Nijika, this time it's Komachi.

With these thoughts in mind, Hachiman quickly returned to the position he had been in a few minutes earlier.

The door was open, so Hachiman deliberately coughed at the doorway to make a noise.

"Why don't you just knock on the door? Onii-chan is so awkward."

Komachi muttered a helpless complaint, then walked briskly past Hachiman and arrived at the door ahead of everyone else.

At this moment, Xiangzi was wearing a blue apron and was tidying up daily necessities in the bathroom. Hearing the voices outside the door, he curiously peeked out halfway.

"Hachiman?"

"Oh ho ho, Sister Xiangzi."

Xiangzi paused blankly for a moment, then happily put down his tools: "Oh, it's Komachi, long time no see."

"I miss you so much, Sister Xiangzi."

"Please wait a minute, I'm a little dirty right now, oh!"

Komachi completely disregarded the stains on Shoko's body and tried to intimately press herself against them.

only.

Under Xiangzi's insistence, Xiaomachi could only hang her hand in mid-air, waiting for the former to take off her apron.

"Komachi, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming to Tokyo this time, so I couldn't prepare a suitable gift for you."

"Sister Xiangzi's hug is the best gift for me."

"Then, Komachi can come over now."

And so, the two embraced happily, and the play ended.

"Hey, Komachi, stop bothering her so much."

Hachiman ripped open the curtain that was about to fall from the sky, ruthlessly interrupting the intimate interaction between the beautiful girls.

Komachi glared at him: "Idiot Onii-chan, I was just demonstrating!"

"Set an example? What kind of example?"

Hachiman looked completely bewildered.

"Ha, it's hopeless, really hopeless."

"Hey, even if you sigh so naturally, I still don't know what it means!"

Watching the interaction between the two, Xiangzi said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, Komachi, I just moved in today and the room isn't ready yet. Please excuse my poor appearance."

"It's okay, Komachi, come help with the cleaning!"

"Oh, how can that be? You should do your own things yourself."

Unsurprisingly, Shoko flatly refused Komachi's help.

However, Komachi did not give up.

"Hmm, Sister Xiangzi is treating me differently!"

"Am I being treated differently?"

"Yeah, Onii-chan can come and help, but Komachi can't. Shoko-neechan is biased towards Onii-chan!"

This flurry of wild punches completely stunned Xiangzi, who was trying to reason with everyone.

Hachiman, on the other hand, secretly covered his mouth in delight.