Does gravity make me stronger?

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Nie noticed that Hachiman looked tired, and Nagasaki Motoyo suggested that they visit one more shop before leaving.

As the group was heading to the last shop, they happened to pass by the lingerie section. Ai-yin was immediately captivated by a few cute clothes.

8. "Well, I'll stay here for now."

Hachiman stood at the door, looking embarrassed.

"why?"

The lamp asked, puzzled.

Aine blushed and tugged at her hand. After seeing the mannequin covered in lingerie, the latter nodded obediently.

Nagasaki Motoyo walked over with a smile and took Hachiman's hand: "It's okay, you can be my boyfriend, then you can come in."

"???"

Stared at intently by the other girls, Hachiman quickly withdrew his hand: "No need, I'll just stand outside."

"OK then."

Nagasaki Motoyo sighed with feigned regret, but in reality, she was overjoyed at having teased Hachiman.

It's okay, you can come in with me from now on.

The group entered the underwear area, while Hachiman stood dumbfounded at the edge, waiting.

And at this time.

"Hello there!"

Hachiman, whose entire body was already tense, heard someone call his name and immediately turned around and walked away mechanically.

"Hey, do you still recognize me?"

The girl's pleasant voice brought Hachiman back to his senses. He turned around and saw a tall woman standing opposite him.

"Um, don't you recognize me?"

The girl was wearing a full-face mask, a white baseball cap, and thick sunglasses, completely obscuring her face.

Hachiman squinted, scrutinizing the other person, but found no clue. Just as he was about to activate his Hawkeye, the girl had already taken off her mask.

"It's me."

Her fair skin, short blonde hair, and model-like exquisite face instantly awakened Hachiman's memories.

Triangle blossoms.

Member of the popular band SUMIMI.

The girl, who should have lived on television and had nothing to do with ordinary people like Hachiman, stood upright before me with a sweet smile.

It's a bit dreamy.

It was a little awkward.

After a brief moment of surprise, Hachiman, who wasn't a fan of celebrities, simply nodded calmly and greeted her.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

The girl who had become famous all over the streets saw that Hachiman recognized her, so she put her mask back on before speaking again.

"I happened to run into you while I was shopping, so I thought I'd come over and say hello."

It seems that Mitsuka is in a good mood right now, and her eyes look like crescent moons when she smiles.

Then, she looked around at the area where the two of them were, and couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise, saying, "Hey, this place... Excuse me, are you here to accompany your girlfriend to buy clothes? Am I disturbing you?"

"No, I came with several of my friends."

A few friends?

Sanjiao Chuhua felt a little shocked.

Accompanying a few friends to the lingerie store?

Um...

She couldn't give a proper evaluation.

Misaka Chuka murmured, realizing that asking any further would infringe on the other person's privacy, so she decisively changed the subject: "By the way, I haven't thanked you for what happened last time."

Is it about that incident of secretly taking photos?

Since the incident was entirely accidental, Hachiman didn't expect to gain anything from the other party, so he waved his hand and said...

"It's alright, it's all resolved now."

"no!"

With a furrowed brow, Misaka Hatsuka said earnestly, "I'd feel bad if I didn't properly thank you!"

Then, Mikami Hatsuka bowed very formally and expressed her gratitude to Hachiman very fluently.

"Oh, right, I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is Hachiman Hikigaya."

"Hello, Hachiman!"

Hey, should I just call you by your name?

Are all idols this daring?

Before Hachiman could speak, Misaki Hatsuka continued.

"Hachiman, can we exchange contact information?"

She half-removed her mask, held Hachiman's hand in her palm, and felt the warmth emanating from it.

Too close, too close!

Only from this angle can you fully appreciate the charm of this popular idol. Her makeup is not heavy, but it perfectly reflects the liveliness and energy of a young girl. The curve of her profile is absolutely perfect, and her cherry-colored lips are sparkling.

Hachiman noticed his heartbeat quickening and turned his face away, replying with a wry smile.

"Um, isn't that a bit inappropriate, considering you're an active professional idol..."

At Hachiman's prompting, Misumi Hatsuka was taken aback for a moment.

She immediately realized this and hurriedly let go of Hachiman's hand.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

"This is my firm's business card. In that case, it should be fine."

Exchanging business cards transforms a private matter into a business one, effectively resolving the potential conflict between idols and fans who might have private interactions.

Wait a moment.

Is he a fan of SUMIMI?

No, that's not true!

If they're not fans, does that count as private contact?

Hachiman wasn't quite sure, and he didn't pay much attention to the idol industry. He only knew that every year several big idols would have their careers ruined because of their private interactions with fans.

Those who are lucky only have their idol careers cut short, while those who are unlucky are cut off by their agencies and end up owing a large sum of money in breach of contract fees.

Having digressed too much, Hachiman brought his attention back to the main topic.

On the pure white cardstock, the contact information and address of the agency to which Mitsuba Hatsuka belonged were printed.

Since it's written on a business card, this contact information must be for work purposes.

Just as Hachiman was staring blankly at the business card, Mikasa Hatsuka leaned in and whispered, "Actually, the contact information on this business card is for my personal use. Normally, I use it to call other people's managers."

"???"

Hachiman's mind went blank, and he was about to speak.

The next second, Mikasa Hatsuka was back in her original position, her tone light and cheerful: "If you need any help in the future, you can call the number above anytime. Oh, by the way, I usually fall asleep around 11 pm and don't get up until 7 am, so please let me get some rest during this time."

Chapter 183, Page 180: Xiangzi, you smell so good!

...So you want me to praise your good sleep schedule?

Hachiman stared blankly at the other person, momentarily unable to keep up with the train of thought of this active idol.

Or perhaps we should just use a different agent's business card...

After thinking for a moment, Hachiman ultimately didn't say anything. He carefully put the business card into his shirt pocket and gave a nonchalant "hmm".

"I saw you wearing the Haneoka Academy uniform last time. A good friend of mine was there too. Want to hang out together sometime?"

"Well, let's forget it. I usually prefer to be alone."

While Misaka was still pulling and tugging, Hachiman had saved up enough money and directly bought a Holy Cutter, thus decisively rejecting her invitation.

"Oh, okay then."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Mikasa was pulled away by a phone call. Apparently, it was from the agency calling to discuss arrangements for next week.

Before leaving, Sanjiao Chuhua took off her mask again, revealing a bright smile, and simply made a heart shape with her index finger and thumb.

( ) Sending hearts

"I'll be going now, Hachiman. Please continue to support my performances in the future!"

"Oh, um."

My heart was pounding. I have to say, is this the tactic of a professional idol?

His teeth and jaw were severely manipulated...

Give me 100 copies of SUMIMI's album!

Wake up! Where are we going to get the money to buy albums?!

No money?

If I don't have money, I'll go earn it. I'm going to work four jobs to support Chu Hua Jiang!

Joan of Arc?

Bro, I was just kidding.

Hachiman shook his head to cool down his overheated state.

then.

He cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Great, no one saw it.

Hachiman waited patiently for a while longer, and finally the four girls who had finished shopping arrived.

The four girls who came out of the shop each carried a bag. It goes without saying what was inside, and Hachiman was too embarrassed to ask.

just.

Aren't you ashamed to carry something like this around on the street?

"Hachiman, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

The moment she saw him, Nagasaki Motoyo ran over in small steps, seemingly worried that he might be lonely.

"It's alright, let's go." Hachiman replied casually, putting his hands in his pockets and preparing to walk towards their final destination.

At this moment, Nagasaki Motoyo paused, and her nose twitched slightly.

It seems like there's an unfamiliar smell?

Moreover, it emanated from Hachiman.

"Hachiman, did you change your shampoo?"

"No, and we didn't use the same shampoo yesterday..."

Realizing something was wrong, Hachiman quickly covered his mouth. Fortunately, Aine and the others hadn't heard what he had just said.

"Oh yeah..."

Nagasaki Motoyo also lowered her head shyly.

But the lingering doubt in my heart did not disappear.