Does gravity make me stronger?

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"Because, isn't Hachiman dating Sose?"

"That's a long story..."

When asked about the key points, Hachiman began to give vague answers.

"Hachiman, do you like Pochi-chan?"

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Goto Ichiri lowered her head shyly, twirling on her toes.

"What about Su Shi-chan?"

Stop asking, stop asking, or you'll get a fever.

After thinking it over, Hachiman decided that he might as well lay everything out right there and now, so that his conscience would be at peace.

Before he could speak, Akari added, "Hachiman is a gentle person."

"Forehead?"

This inexplicable remark left him somewhat bewildered.

After observing the stable readings on Takamatsu's head, he could only be certain of one thing: Takamatsu probably didn't see him as a potential target...

Otherwise, they wouldn't have said that.

"Poch-chan and Hachiman, may you stay together forever."

Another lifetime...

Before they could ask any further questions, the lamp bid farewell to the two of them.

"I'll be going now, goodbye."

"That child is truly unfathomable."

Hachiman murmured, gazing intently in the direction the lamp had left.

In the afternoon, Su Shi and Xiang Zi also arrived at the amusement park. In order to save time queuing, Su Shi directly used her money to buy the privilege of fast pass.

This was Hachiman's first time experiencing the power of spending money; the feeling of not having to wait in long lines was somewhat addictive.

It wasn't until after 8 p.m., after the fireworks display ended, that the four of them discussed going home.

Xiangzi suddenly suggested, "Why don't you stay with us tonight, Yili-chan?"

"Hey?"

At this time, it would take Goto Ichiri three hours to get home, and he wouldn't arrive until almost midnight, which is really not safe. It's probably because of this that Shoko made such a suggestion.

"Oysters, oysters, oysters, this isn't good..."

Although she said she refused, Goto Ichiri kept glancing at Hachiman, as if seeking his opinion.

“It’s a bit unsafe to let you go back alone now, but there aren’t enough rooms in the house, so everyone might have to squeeze in.”

If it were just Su Shi and Xiang Zi, it would be fine. He would sleep on the sofa, and the two girls would sleep in his bed. They could squeeze in without any problem.

But if Goto Ichiri were added, it would become three people squeezing into one small bed, which would be quite difficult.

Suddenly, Suze interjected, "Hey, Hachiman, have you forgotten? We're going back to Tokyo today, so we'll be staying at my place."

"Oh, I see. Then we definitely have enough rooms... Wait, shall we head back to Tokyo today?"

Has it been seven days since he returned to Chiba?

Hachiman stood there blankly, his mind filled with the bleak image of having to start working at the Starry Sky tomorrow.

"Please turn back time by three days, I beg you."

Suze: "Hachiman, it's no use saying that. Komachi has already packed your luggage. Let's set off after we get back tonight."

"What?!"

Hachiman opened his phone and saw many photos of neatly arranged luggage in his chat list with Komachi.

Chapter 280, Section 277: Teacher Da Xiang's Offensiveness at its Max

Around 10 o'clock, the four returned to their upscale apartment in Tokyo.

Goto Ichiri had already informed her parents and received their permission to stay out, but unfortunately, since she hadn't initially planned to stay out, she had to figure out how to change her clothes herself.

"Poch-chan, you can borrow my clothes."

Suze glanced at Goto Ichiri, who was making paper clothes with the only napkin he had, and quickly said.

"Oh, that's not a good idea. My clothes will get dirty if I wear them."

Goto Ichiri waved her hands repeatedly. It wasn't that she disliked wearing clothes that others had worn, but she believed that once clothes had been used by her, even the most beautiful clothes would lose their value.

After all, she was a reclusive, gloomy woman that everyone disliked.

"I'll just wear my own clothes, and if that doesn't work, I'll always have scraps of paper..."

"Damn!"

Su Shi's face suddenly darkened, but before Goto Ichiri could react, she instantly put on a cheerful smile again: "Poch-chan smells so good, the clothes will only become more beautiful after you wear them."

"Oh, really? Hehe."

Goto Ichiri smiled foolishly and readily accepted Moto's suggestion.

Realizing that the paper-thin underwear was a thing of the past, Hachiman, who was walking to the side, sighed silently.

[Does Prisoner Ba have this kind of fetish?]

No, don't talk nonsense. He was just curious about this amazing prop called "paper underwear"...

As for the question of why he doesn't wear Xiangzi's clothes?

Sorry, the size doesn't match, especially the chest area.

Thinking about all this, Hachiman followed Suze slowly into the apartment.

What comes into view is still that ridiculously spacious giant living room, with spotless hardwood floors and expensive decorations placed around the room.

Every time he comes here, Hachiman marvels at the wealth of the Su family.

But today, his attention was completely drawn to something else.

Various kinds of women's underwear were scattered on the sofa in the center of the living room.

As a perfectly normal boy, Hachiman naturally stared intently for a while, especially after noticing the black lace-trimmed panties, his usually squinty dead fish eyes couldn't help but widen a little.

Fortunately, he managed to control his thoughts in time and calmly looked away before the apartment owner completely lost it.

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"Cough cough, Mom, really, she doesn't even know how to tidy up her clothes."

Su Shi put her fist to her lips, pretended to cough, and then swiftly put away the highly dangerous clothes.

"Don't worry about me, Mom is away on a business trip today and won't be home until very late tomorrow, so you can all relax a bit."

While tidying up the underwear on the sofa, Su Shi gave Hachiman a meaningful look.

Wait a minute, that was just an unavoidable situation. I didn't mean to look at your mother's personal belongings, I promise.

Although he thought this in his heart, his evasive gaze completely betrayed Hachiman's inner thoughts. Seeing this, the corners of the girl's mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.

Hachiman:? ? ?

Does his girlfriend have a fetish for NTR (Netorare)?

I'm sorry, I'm a pure lover, and this is just too outrageous for him to accept!

"Everyone must be tired. Please sit down for a while. I'll go tidy up the guest rooms. As for Hachiman, why don't you go take a shower first?"

"Ah."

Without thinking too much, Hachiman followed Suze's instructions and entered the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Whether it was Suze or Nagasaki's mother's preference, their bathroom was extremely large, practically a small public bathhouse.

Meanwhile, the marble bathtub on one side is also very luxurious, and two people can stay in it without feeling crowded.

[Lao Ba's ideological defenses have long since collapsed. Comrades, it's time to attack!]

Attack my ass!

That's what he said, but he had to admit that some unpleasant thoughts had indeed been getting stronger lately, and he would have to find a way to get rid of them when he got back to the dormitory tomorrow.

Having made up his mind, Hachiman expressionlessly took off his shirt and put it in the laundry basket next to him.

Because the bathtub wasn't filled with hot water beforehand, and waterproofing it would be a hassle, Hachiman only planned to take a shower. However, he didn't expect to hear "tap tap" footsteps outside the door when he was halfway through his shower.

Looking towards the entrance, the silhouette of the girl could be faintly seen through the glass door.

"Is there a problem?"

"Hachiman, Suze said she forgot to put in the hot water, so she asked me to help her put in the water."

It was Xiangzi's voice.

"...Okay, sure."

Huh my foot! Is it something anyone can do well, like adding hot water?

No one knew what Xiangzi was planning. He opened the door a little bit, revealing a small gap, and temporarily covered his sensitive areas with a bath towel.

Outside the bathroom, Xiangzi's long hair was tied up with a hairpin, and she was wearing only a loose gray vest on her upper body and a very short sports skirt on her lower body.

A pair of pale, white thighs were exposed to the air, creating a striking contrast between her flushed face and fair skin.

"Open it a little wider, I can't get in."

Xiangzi tried to squeeze through the door, but each time she failed because her chest couldn't fit through.

So Hachiman opened the door a little.

Seeing that there was enough space for a person to squeeze in sideways, Xiangzi slipped in like a cat, then immediately locked the bathroom door and silently squatted down next to the bathtub.

Why lock it?

Just as Hachiman was lost in thought, Shoko finally spoke up: "Um, the hot water needs to sit for a while. Hachiman, you go ahead and do your own thing. Don't worry about me."

"Doing your own thing" means continuing to shower?

In the hazy mist, Hachiman turned around irritably: "Um, actually I'm already done washing up, so maybe I should go out first."

"Hey." Xiangzi's eyes darted around, and he said abruptly, "Do you want me to scrub your back?"

"what?"

"Well, Suze said that boys like it when others rub their backs, so if Hachiman doesn't want to, then forget it."

Xiangzi cupped his face with his long, slender fingers, burying his head low. For some reason, the sound of the rushing water was unusually clear.

Hachiman swallowed hard, muttered something under his breath, and then nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you."

He must be bewitched! Why would he agree to such an outrageous request?

What is Xiangzi thinking, that he suddenly becomes so aggressive?

With his back to Xiangzi, Hachiman obediently found a stool and sat down, brushing the wet hair from his forehead: "Is this alright?"

"Uh-huh!"

Whether it was because his request was fulfilled or simply because he was excited, Xiangzi took the towel and gradually shortened the distance.

Although the fog obscured some of his vision, Hachiman could easily catch a glimpse of the other person's beautiful body curves through the mirror not far away.

Although it is not yet fully developed, it already has a distinctive style.

"Hachiman, wait a moment, don't move."

Perhaps because he had no experience in rubbing people's backs, Xiangzi struggled to find a spot behind him and pulled up a stool to sit down.

To ease his anxiety, Hachiman pondered and said, "You've worked hard these past few days, not only managing the agency's affairs but also helping with the band's end."

Is this pressure appropriate?

"Yes, that's perfect."

Xiangzi wrapped his right hand in a towel, the rough texture rubbing against his back. He paused for a second and continued, "It's my honor to be able to help Hachiman."

"Let me make this clear first, I don't have much to repay you with, at most only time and feelings."