Crossover anime, Hachiman's childhood friend's growth diary

"...Um, could you tell me the exact location?"

Hikigaya took out his notebook, wrote down the location of the sales office, and immediately headed there after hanging up the phone.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a street that wasn't exactly remote, and Hachiman stood in front of a three-story building.

The sign above reads "Sunrise Electric Appliances," but a poster at the entrance says the store is temporarily closed.

Hey, didn't this company already go bankrupt?

Hachiman realized he had been scammed, but then he thought that customer service wouldn't disclose the personal information of company employees.

So in the end, it turns out that being too hasty was not a good thing.

But the clue he had finally obtained was cut off here, and Hachiman's spirits, which he had just lifted, plummeted once again. He looked around and saw pachinko parlors everywhere, with various credit advertisements printed on the walls.

This place is very bad...

Hachiman dared not linger in this strange place for too long, lest he be found by the patrolling Hat Uncle, which would cause the biggest trouble of his life.

Although Hachiman committed all sorts of misdeeds while in school, he was at least a law-abiding citizen.

If he could, he would never want to have anything to do with Uncle Hat in his life.

As he hurried across the street, he suddenly heard a desperate scream coming from the doorway of a BB shop.

"My 300,000!"

It sounded like the loudest sound ever uttered by a gambler who had lost everything.

The male voice sent chills down Hikigaya's spine. He quickened his pace, but as he passed a BB shop, a familiar figure caught his eye.

So you're here?

Chapter 82: Not a rainy day, not a Maybach, but saving the world.

The lost clues were reconnected, but Hachiman was not happy at all; rather, a chill ran down his spine.

He originally thought that Ichinose's father was just in a bad mood because he was unemployed, which led to his poor attitude towards his children and his outrageous behavior.

But what I didn't expect was that this guy had become a gambling addict?

Unable to help but worry about Ichinose Motoyo's plight, Hikigaya slowly walked over and saw her walk into a pachinko parlor plastered with anime posters without hesitation.

Minors are not allowed to enter pachinko parlors, let alone a nine-year-old elementary school student like Hachiman. However, unwilling to miss this hard-won opportunity, Hachiman stepped forward to observe the situation inside.

Through the outside glass, you can see the shop assistant sitting lazily in a chair, engrossed in scrolling through his phone.

In this situation, as long as you follow the other people who go in, you can easily bypass the front desk. Although you will be discovered by the surveillance later, you will not stay in Hachiman for long.

After carefully assessing the risks in his mind and pondering for a moment, Hachiman walked towards the pachinko parlor.

He hid in the shadow of the signboard at the entrance, and after a short wait, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit slowly walking towards him.

The next second, Hachiman followed, pretending to be calm.

Ok?

The middle-aged man was taken aback. His lifeless eyes clearly noticed Hachiman's presence, but he pretended not to know anything and pushed open the door of the pachinko shop without saying a word.

Hachiman, who was worried about being kicked out, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

How should I put it? This is the indifference inherent in Japanese society. As long as you don't have to take responsibility, you don't care what happens around you.

Hachiman has always hated this attitude, but that's to say it, thanks to this terrible tradition, he was able to get into the pachinko shop so easily today.

however.

Just as Hachiman was about to step into the store, his small wrist was suddenly grabbed, startling him so much that he almost jumped up from the ground.

"Little friend, this is not a place for you."

His dull mind seemed to be struck hard, and he suddenly woke up. Hachiman turned his head to look at the sound and saw an unfamiliar woman standing behind him.

The other person was probably around twenty years old, with outstanding looks. He was wearing a white T-shirt on his upper body and tight jeans that accentuated his figure.

In addition, the girl also has long, flowing black hair and an exceptionally powerful frontal armor on her chest...

When Hachiman turned around, he met those black eyes, and for some reason, a sense of danger, as if he were being watched by a hunter, arose within him.

"...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, I'm not blaming you. After all, this kind of store looks just like a regular arcade... Ah, you shouldn't be going to an arcade at your age."

The other person asked and answered themselves in a cheerful tone, their beautifully shaped fingertips touching their forehead, and after a while said:

"...So, little one, are you lost? Do you want me to take you home?"

"No need, I can go back by myself."

I never expected to be mistaken for someone who had been caught. I want to die...

Hachiman wished he could just flee the scene, but it seemed the other party had no intention of letting him go.

The girl squatted down and then did something that was out of character for her, like a friendly middle-aged man in the workplace, patting Hachiman's shoulder in a very generous manner.

"Don't say that, I'm not a bad person."

"No, that's what bad people usually say."

Ouch, that hurts! Can you please stop hitting me?

Hachiman had a deadpan expression on his face as he quickly scanned the other person.

If I'm not mistaken, this girl is probably still in college, right? At least she hasn't started working yet or hasn't been working for very long, otherwise she wouldn't look so refreshed and energetic (laughs).

Seeing Hachiman's unmoved expression, the girl got up again, quite troubled.

"I just can't do anything with you. Come on, take my hand."

"Oh."

Hachiman instinctively took the other's outstretched right hand. At that moment, the softness and beauty unique to teenage girls were conveyed through their skin.

Hey, hey, don't overthink it!

Just as Hachiman was about to let go, he found that his hand had been firmly gripped in the other's palm.

Wait, this is so embarrassing!

He was led away from the street by a beautiful stranger. Along the way, Hachiman could feel the glaring gazes around him, so he kept his head down the whole time, only slowly raising it after the two of them stopped.

Just then, a black sports car appeared in front of us. Although we didn't know what model it was, it looked very expensive!

Damn it, I never expected her to be a rich woman!

A nerve in his brain was triggered, and the module for dealing with big dog owners was inexplicably activated. Hachiman grinned and looked at the girl.

The other person, however, turned their head away with an innocent expression.

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing."

"If you're free, get in the car. Remember to fasten your seatbelt."

Sigh, shall we get on the bus?

Where to go, to save the world?

Seeing Hachiman's dazed expression, the other person continued:

"Didn't I say I'd take you home? I just happened to be driving out, so I can give you a ride."

"Ah, let's talk about it another time. It's getting late, I should head back now."

"I already told you, I'll take you back."

The girl sighed, staring helplessly at Hachiman, who scratched his head and looked away.

"Well, my mom told me not to get into a stranger's car."

"...Oh dear, I almost forgot to introduce myself!"

No, you're only realizing this now?

"My name is Hiratsuka Shizuka, and I'm a third-year student at Waseda University. What about you, kid?"

Although Hachiman had no intention of introducing himself, since the other party had already asked, he had no choice but to do so as well:

"...My name is Hachiman Hikigaya, and I'm in the third grade at the elementary school next door."

"Hachiman, why were you in that place just now? It says that minors are not allowed to enter."

Well, there are various reasons.

This déjà vu-esque reply plunged Hiratsuka Shizuka into silence. Her thoughts drifted back to her workplace simulation, to the point where she had to casually give perfunctory answers to her boss's endless demands.

"For all sorts of reasons..."

With a wry smile, Hiratsuka Shizuka took out her car keys from her pocket, unlocked the car, leaned forward slightly, and took out a comic book from a hidden compartment in the car door.

"I have some comic books here. If you behave well, Hikigaya, how about I lend them to you?"

Chapter 83 Nothing happened.

Please, he's already in third grade, not a kindergarten kid. Stop using that coaxing tone you use on him!

Seemingly sensing the awkwardness in the air, Hiratsuka Shizuka coughed lightly:

"Ahem, anyway, Hachiman, what's your address? I'll take you home."

"No need, I can go back by myself."

What is this? Isn't this a comic book that old Deng read back in the day?

Hachiman glanced at the comic book in his hand, a slightly bored expression appearing on his face, while Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately began to retort:

"This is absolutely gorgeous, don't give up on it just because it's old!"

"Um, I'm sorry."

Hikigaya apologized quickly.

Is this what they call a die-hard fan's forceful recommendation? Their enthusiasm is almost overwhelming.

Under the intense pressure of Hiratsuka Shizuka's gaze, Hachiman forced himself to turn a few pages, a stiff smile appearing on his lips.

"Yes, it looks great, I really like it."

"Really? If you like it, then you can take it home."

Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke in a light, airy tone, her face revealing the joy of having her beloved possessions appreciated.

"No, that's not a good idea...we don't even know each other..."

"Don't be so formal. It doesn't matter if we don't know each other. Besides, I've read that comic many times. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

If I said here that I didn't actually like it, I'd definitely get beaten up.

Hikigaya hesitated for a moment. Although Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't seem to have much fighting power, he was just an elementary school student and had no chance of winning.

In the end, he accepted the comic book, but due to Hikigaya's strong insistence, Hiratsuka Shizuka finally gave up the idea of ​​taking him home by car.

"Okay, then you should go home quickly and never come to a place like this again."

Hiratsuka got into the black sports car and, before leaving, told Hachiman to stay away from such dangerous places.

In fact, if he could, Hachiman would not want to come here again.

"I'm leaving now, and remember, don't ever come back!"

"it is good."

Hiratsuka Shizuka turned on the switch, and amidst the continuous roar of the sports car, it disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Hachiman remembered the location of the pachinko parlor and slowly walked towards home.

Hopefully, he won't have to come back here next time.

……

"Onii-chan, wake up!"

When Hachiman opened his eyes wearily, the adorable creature, a size smaller than him, was jumping around on the bed. Seeing the creature leap high off the sheets, he instantly became wide awake.