Does gravity make me stronger?

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'Well, I did make mistakes, but that was when I first started playing bass. What does that have to do with who I am now?'

'Pochi-chan is really something. Mingqi cuts her past self into six pieces, and now she's flawless. She's still too naive.'

'Judging from her surprised expression, she must be completely devoted to me now. That means I shouldn't have any problem borrowing money from her in the future, right?'

This is the heartfelt sentiment of a heartbroken person.

But it must be admitted that, despite his utter nonsense, Yamada Ryo is quite reliable when he gets serious.

Give her more screen time when filming the video.

On the other hand, after just a few words, Goto Ichiri was completely bewildered and even felt that his worldview had been deeply shaken.

"Liang, thank you. I feel much better now."

"It's okay. Oh, by the way, can I get the meal fee waived last time?"

"No, you can't."

"cut."

Yamada Ryo muttered as he turned around, and Nijika immediately took the baton.

"Poch-chan, get up quickly, you'll catch a cold if you sit on the ground for too long."

"Ah."

With Nijika's help, Goto Ichiri slowly stood up.

Hachiman suddenly noticed that where Goto Ichiri had just been sitting, there was a distinct outline that looked like a giant peach.

【True Moisturizing】

He quickly turned his head away, but the image of the machine's impact was already etched into his mind, impossible to erase for a long time.

"Number 23, get ready to go on stage!"

At that moment, a staff member suddenly pushed the door open and entered, startling Hachiman so much that his shoulders trembled.

"Then we'll be going now."

Taking advantage of this break, Yukinoshita, along with the daydreaming Hachiman, temporarily bid farewell to the band and returned to the audience area.

Peach, peach, butt...

Rubbing his temples hard, Hachiman tried desperately to banish the image from his mind, but he couldn't get it out of his head even after returning to his seat.

"Hachiman, are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that Hachiman's expression was rather unpleasant, Nagasaki Motoyo reached out to help him up with concern, and glared at Yukinoshita, who had returned at the same time.

Did that woman do something?

"I'm fine. Do you still have the bag I gave you earlier?"

"Here I am."

After returning the bag to Hachiman, Nagasaki Motoyo still couldn't relax: "Are you really alright? Do you want me to go with you to the infirmary?"

"I'll be fine soon."

After taking a few deep breaths, the peach imprint seemed to fade a little over time.

"You guys watch the show here, I'm going to record it."

"Video recording?"

Upon seeing the DSLR camera in the backpack, Nagasaki Motoyo understood what Hachiman was about to do.

How should I put it? I'm a little jealous.

Even though Hachiman never took any photos for her...

Chapter 233, Section 230: The Goto Family

After briefly checking the camera's battery and mode, Hachiman gave a few more instructions before heading towards a relatively open area of ​​the stadium.

In the center of the venue, there is a dedicated filming area for the media team.

This place is also open to the general public, but by the time Hachiman arrived in a hurry, the good spots had already been taken by cameras and microphones.

The remaining areas have poor vantage points and many obstructions, so it's better to just take pictures from your seat.

What a wasted trip.

If it were just a regular video, that would be fine, but since it's going to be posted on social media and face critical reviews from the audience, if it's made too carelessly, it could become a burden to the band.

So, what should we do next?

Looking around, the stadium was packed with people, and there were no suitable spots left to take photos with a wide view.

Why not change your mindset and just squeeze to the front?

Videos shot in the area adjacent to the stage are more like "direct shots" on the internet, less formal but with more detail.

However, this requires a high level of skill from the photographer, as the camera needs to be constantly moved and adjusted to follow the musicians.

As for the current position, although the angle is average, you can simply set up a tripod and press the shutter button for a point-and-shoot shot.

Between the two shooting methods, Hachiman decisively chose the former.

...

With each step forward in the dense crowd, Hachiman let out a mournful cry from his chest and shoulders, as if his bones were about to shatter at any moment.

Weaving through the crowd, Hachiman felt like a nimble eel, and after a few minutes, he finally managed to squeeze into a seat in the first few rows.

As expected, the front row offered a wider view, but being directly below the stage made it much more difficult to capture a good shot.

but.

Hachiman was still not satisfied.

He is currently positioned on the far left of the stage. The musicians on the left are fine, but it's very inconvenient to film from the right.

Just as Hachiman was pondering whether to change his position again, amidst the noisy chatter, a soft, seductive loli voice rang out from below.

"Sigh, are you the one my sister loves?"

"Forehead?"

Following the familiar voice, a petite girl came into his view.

A harmless girl, like a small animal, wore a white dress, her chubby little hands resting lightly on Hachiman's waist.

She slightly raised her head, and the two tufts of hair on her short pink hair seemed to come alive as they bounced up and down.

She's an adorable little girl so cute it'll make you bleed!

The moment Hachiman saw the girl, he remembered her identity—Goto Nuri, Goto Ichiri's younger sister.

As if afraid that Hachiman would run away, Goto Natsumi slowly slid his hand down and tightly grabbed Hachiman's trouser leg.

Then.

She stood on her tiptoes with all her might, waving her other hand in the air, trying to get his attention.

"that."

Hearing Hachiman's response, the girl grinned with satisfaction, a sweet smile blooming on her delicate oval face, and said with a smile.

"Hachiman-onii-chan, it really is you!"

This child is just too adorable!

"It's me~"

Hachiman unconsciously raised his voice.

"Why is Onii-chan here?"

"Erli-chan, guess."

"I bet you're here to see your sister, right?"

You guessed half right.

"Hey, you only guessed half right?"

Goto Jiri tilted her head, blinking her confused little eyes.

Watching the little girl's changing expressions, Hachiman felt his heart melting.

"Erli sauce!"

A woman rushed over from the side, looking serious, but her voice was unusually gentle when she spoke.

"So you're here. I told you not to wander around, there are a lot of people here."

Goto Jiri showed no remorse for her wrongdoing and, with a flick of her wrist, sold Hachiman out.

"Mom, look, I found Onii-chan."

"Onii-chan?"

The girl's mother looked up and met Hachiman's slightly bewildered gaze.

The gloom that had been plastered on Michiyo Goto's face vanished, and the young mother happily clasped her hands together.

"Oh my, what a coincidence, to run into Hachiman here!"

I also think it's quite a coincidence...

Hachiman forced an awkward smile, glanced back, and secretly regretted why he had gone through so much trouble to squeeze into the front row.

"Hello, Auntie."

Upon seeing her long-awaited prospective son-in-law appear, Goto's mother beamed with joy: "Hachiman... Oh dear, may I call you Hachiman?"

"As long as you're happy."

"Then I'll call you Hachiman."

Michiyo Goto couldn't hide the smile in her eyes at all, and casually patted Hachiman's shoulder with her gentle hand: "It feels like you've grown up a lot since I last saw you, Hachiman."

Thank you for your care.

"Oh, Hachiman, you have such a sweet tongue."

Um, he didn't say anything, did he?

Goto's mother rested her chin on her hand, paused for a moment, and asked, "Speaking of which, Hachiman, you also came here specifically to see Ichiri-chan's performance, right?"

"Ah."

Hachiman nodded obediently.

"Would you like to come with us? The baby's dad is here too, and I saw you brought a camera. We've got a pretty good spot."

Goto's mother appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him, especially the latter part of her reasons, which Hachiman found extremely difficult to resist.

"Thank you for your help."

Led by Goto's mother, Hachiman arrived at a position facing the center of the stage.

At that moment, Goto's father was holding a camera, staring intently at the stage, muttering to himself.

"Ichiri-chan, Daddy will definitely record this important moment carefully, so bring it on!"

Behind them, it seemed as if a volcano was erupting wildly.

"Honey, look who's here."

Goto's mother gently patted Goto's father's shoulder, and with his wife's prompting, Goto Naoki, who had fallen into a state of frenzy, finally came back to his senses.

"Who is it... Oh, it's Hachiman-kun, what a coincidence?"

Looking at Hachiman with some disbelief, Goto's father silently put down his camera.

"Hello, Uncle."

Apart from his somewhat ashen complexion, time had not left many marks on Goto's father.

He still looks very young and energetic, not at all like a working father who has raised a high school student and an elementary school student.

Naoki Goto said meaningfully, "Hachigaya-kun, Ichiri-chan has been mentioning you these past few days. How about coming over to our house sometime in a while?"

"Sorry, I've been a bit busy these past few days."