Does gravity make me stronger?

Goto Ichiri's face turned pale as she gripped her guitar tightly. She could feel that the music wasn't blending in with the other accompaniments and was gradually drifting further and further away from Kita's singing.

The more anxious she became, the stronger this sense of alienation grew.

It felt like I was back in RiNG.

Right, calm down and find that sense of security. As long as she has that sense of security, she can play well.

but.

That sense of security was slow to arrive.

The song is about to enter the chorus. If it continues in this half-baked state, Ijichi Seika might have to stop again.

By then, the assessment will be completely marked as unqualified.

I'm sorry, everyone, I've let you down.

"puff."

Laughter, seemingly coming from nowhere, pulled Goto Ichiri back from her shattered emotions.

She looked blankly at the center of the stage.

Kita's eyes darted around, looking tense, while Yamada Ryo burst into laughter without restraint, with strange sounds coming from the microphone.

Only Hongxia managed to maintain her composure, but the drumbeats were visibly becoming disordered.

what happened?

Just as she was thinking this, a box of mangoes suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

The familiar logo, "Ripe Mango," comes into view.

It instantly reminded Goto Ichiri of her first time on stage; she had worn this very headgear when she stepped onto the stage that day.

Continuing to look, in the two small round holes cut out in the middle of the mango box, a pair of rotten, dead fish eyes stared at her with a lifeless look of despair.

Hikigaya-san?

That must be Hachiman, right?

Why is he dressed like that...?

I don't know why, but it's so funny.

So wearing this box looks really strange...?

Goto Ichiri felt a slight itch in his stomach, and then burst out laughing.

At the same time, the heavy burden that had been weighing on my heart vanished instantly.

Chapter 149, Section 147: The Results of the Assessment

"Hachiman, do you have some strange fetish?"

Ijichi Seika faced the stage, but couldn't help glancing sideways at the mango box with a very disdainful attitude.

Who would have thought that two box spirits could appear in a band?

In addition, at least Goto Ichiri was completely encased in a box, while Hachiman was only covered by his head, and his lower body was still wearing a regular school uniform.

It looks ridiculous +10086.

"No."

The voice coming from the box was a little hoarse and a little shy.

"Then why are you wearing a box on your head?"

"It's a bit cold."

"..."

Do you want me to add a red nose for you?

Why waste perfectly good illusions and become a box spirit?

Good question.

As the system says, this crisis can be easily resolved using the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" technique.

However, the gravity value of the Mirror Flower Water Moon is limited, and using it will reset the previously accumulated gravity value to zero.

The Golden Week holiday is approaching.

He needs these gravity values ​​to return to Chiba in a week.

[Got it, you're planning to sleep in the same bed, and by using the illusion of a mirage, no one will suspect anything.]

[I never would have guessed! Such a small body, yet such great energy!]

This system of yours is fucking awful!

Hachiman couldn't help but want to curse.

He decided to ignore this guy and let him have his fun by himself.

With that thought in mind, Hachiman refocused his attention on the stage.

After some brief adjustments, the atmosphere of the band's performance at the end of the show took on a completely new feel.

The most obvious difference is in the tone of the guitar.

"Not enough, not enough, not a single person noticed?"

"A silent roar, like the sound of scribbles being written on paper..."

As the ceiling lights changed, as if announcing his existence to the world, Goto Ichiri suddenly took a step forward.

The guitar took over everything on the field.

His fingers flew across the strings.

Suddenly, the guitar's tone could no longer be restrained, and it began to gallop wildly like a runaway horse.

Pokemon sauce?

Everyone present, whether audience or not, looked over in utter astonishment.

Goto Ichiri's confident, focused, and radiant appearance was like something out of another world.

“Poch-chan, she…”

The PA girl, who had been standing next to Ijichi Seika, covered her mouth in surprise and stared intently at Goto Ichiri's location.

"Is that guy really that good at guitar?"

Ijichi Seika raised an eyebrow. Having spent a month with Goto Ichiri, she naturally knew exactly how capable he was.

To summarize, it's better than some but not as good as others.

Furthermore, given Ichiri Touji's personality, he probably wouldn't be deliberately playing dumb to deceive others.

So, she's been misjudging all along?

Is this your prime?

With Ichiri Goto's outstanding performance as a clarion call, the others quickly adjusted their mindset, and together they forcefully pulled the performance back from the brink of collapse.

When the song ended, everyone on stage was panting, but no one dared to speak.

Although the band eventually got back on track thanks to Ichiri Goto's outstanding performance, the poor performance in the first half was still fresh in everyone's memory.

If Ichi Seika were to say at this point that she is not qualified, it would be entirely reasonable.

but.

I feel so unwilling to accept this...

"Hey, hey."

Hachiman, who was inside the mango box, couldn't stand it anymore and quietly reminded her, "Manager, what was the result?"

"Quiet down." Ichiji Hoshika glared at the mango box beside her, coughed lightly, and glanced away. "Ahem, not bad."

"Ugh?"

The PA (Patrol Assistant) smiled broadly and said, "Um, I'll pass on your message: the store manager means you've passed."

"Ugh!!!"

Let's lift the trophy, end the band, we are the champions!

Sorry, wrong channel, let's try again.

The band is ending, this is for you!

The low pressure that had been hovering in the performance hall vanished instantly.

Then, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stage.

"Wait a minute, I have something else to say. Guitarist, stop looking down at yourself. Drummer, you're putting too much strain on your shoulders. Bassist, you're too absorbed in your own world. That's all."

Hachiman removed the mango box with a sigh of relief, a contented smile spreading across his face.

"Very good...!"

Goto Ichiri was so anxious she was almost in tears. "I thought we were going to fail, sob sob..."

"Don't cry, Pochi-chan." Nijika gently stroked Goto Ichiri's head. "You were really amazing just now, weren't you, Ryou!"

"Hmm." Yamada Ryo nodded. "Is Pochi-chan the type who gets stronger when she smiles?"

Boqi-chan is one of the Four Laughing Heroes, right?

"No, it's just basic stuff, hehehe—" Goto Ichiri was praised and immediately beamed with joy, unable to stop smiling.

Pochi-chan is so cute!

"But why is Hachiman dressed up as a mango box? Is there some deeper meaning behind it?"

Unaware of the situation, Kita fiddled with the box on the ground, her beautiful eyes revealing a big question mark.

"Kita-chan, you don't know this, but this is an important mascot for the end of the band." Nijika said with her arms crossed, sounding old-fashioned. "I'm afraid I'll never forget this box for the rest of my life."

"I am Box Number Three."

Yamada Ryo found another mango box from somewhere and wandered around like a zombie.

"Why is it box number three? Who is box number one?"

“Number one is Pochi-chan.” Nijika suddenly grew an adaptive fox tail and said with a mischievous smile, “Hachiman-kun is so biased towards Pochi-chan, I want to be treated like that too.”

Sensing the juicy gossip, Kita immediately perked up: "What? Tell me about it."

"Kita-chan, come closer to my ear."

Kita leaned in and heard a lot of chatter, glancing at Hachiman every now and then as he listened.

"Ah, oh, wow—!"

Where are the eggs next?

"I see," Kita said, his face slightly flushed after hearing all the information. He looked at Hachiman shyly and said, "Hachiman-kun, so that's what kind of guy he is. He's so considerate~"

Go away, stop making a fuss.

Hachiman was thoroughly embarrassed by these women.

Speaking of which, how is Miss Keystone doing?

Hachiman looked to the side, and as expected, when his gaze fell upon her, Goto Ichiri instinctively turned her head away, just like a child throwing a tantrum.

Look me in the eye, you little brat!

How can you talk to a girl like that?

【mine】

Never mind, it's good that the matter is resolved.

"Um, Hikigaya-kun." Just as Yashiro was about to pack up and go home, Goto Ichiri said, "Thank you for today."

"I didn't do anything, no need to thank me." Hachiman picked up his schoolbag and waved his hand. "On the contrary, it was I who did something wrong and gave you a bad impression."

"No...and it's not bad either."

Goto Ichiri lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers. "I was just a little shy, but it's okay now, I'm not shy anymore!"