Does gravity make me stronger?

In the first few days of the semester, high school cliques will draw clear lines, forming a solid protective wall that prevents outsiders from entering and also keeps those inside from leaving.

Take Hachiman himself as an example. If he had entered school a few months later, he would probably have become one of the lowest-ranking members of the class.

However, the situation is not much different now.

Chihaya Aine was positioned in front of Takamatsu Akari, specifically in the upper left corner of Hachiman.

After taking her seat, the beautiful girl with cherry blossom hair gave a bright smile to the people around her.

Please give me your guidance.

"..."

Aine-chan is amazing (reading in a flat tone)!

Even I, a perpetually unlucky person, can feel the radiance emanating from you.

But when Chihaya Aine's gaze fell on Hachiman, the smile on her face froze, and then she tilted her head slightly.

"A boy?"

It seems that Chihaya Aine is unaware that Haneoka Academy has already enrolled male students.

Hi, this is a handsome 16-year-old boy. Please take good care of me =(

"Chihaya-kun, I'm Takamatsu Akari, nice to meet you."

From behind the seats came the faint voice of Takamatsu Todori, as soft as a squirrel's.

Hachiman calmly watched this scene unfold.

Congratulations! He won the class's favor on the very first day.

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47-> 53

53-> 59

Ugh?

The value rose rapidly, much like Unit-01 going berserk.

Holy crap, there's something dirty here!

Completely baffled as to why Takamatsu's gravity value would inexplicably surge, Hachiman helplessly watched as the number remained at 59.

Maybe it's better to stay away from them.

Hachiman Hikigaya, who had not yet accepted the truth, chose to run away.

...

Until the school bell rang, the number on Takamatsu's lamp did not increase significantly.

The class ended, and Hachiman slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked toward the door without looking back.

Due to the harsh policies of the Hikigaya family, Hachiman made a very unreasonable decision—he had to work after school.

[Host, I remember your wish was to be a housewife, wasn't it?]

Why did you choose to work outside the home?

Aren't you annoying?!

"Moshi Moshi, this is Sunrise Company, a subsidiary of Shinomiya. Welcome to your call. How can I help you?"

Hachiman Hikigaya answered the call through the customer service headset with a sense of annoyance, trying his best to read it in a flat, monotonous tone.

The spacious office building is filled with rows of desks, and glass partitions separate hundreds of areas, which not only provide some noise insulation but also protect the employees' basic privacy.

"Customer service, you son of a bitch, I'll fuck your mother!"

[Still swearing? Host, I'll swear back for you.]

Hachiman seemed to be used to the onslaught of profanities.

The other party kept venting their emotions without raising any issues that needed to be addressed.

In the end, the call was just an invalid call and could not be counted in the day's normal performance evaluation.

Hachiman sighed.

According to Risheng Company's salary system, part-time customer service representatives like him are also assessed on call satisfaction, which is linked to their monthly salary.

If satisfaction is above average, the salary will increase slightly; if satisfaction is too low, the employee will be fired.

Of course, this is on the premise that the content of the call is related to actual business.

Such harassing calls will be automatically flagged as invalid calls by the system and will not be included in the normal performance evaluation.

That damned piecework system, damn it, it's blown up like the US system!

As if sensing something, the customer service manager sitting in front put down his phone and glanced at Hachiman.

I... was just kidding.

Hachiman nervously wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead.

This part-time job, which he had finally managed to find, was his only source of income for living expenses this month.

It's really not easy to earn a living.

I need a rich woman to take care of me!

[Sigh, so this is what the host wished for.]

[If you can lower the gravity value enough, you can win the favor of a rich woman.]

Wait a minute, how come I didn't know that?

[Host, you didn't ask.]

Realizing what was happening, Hachiman quickly activated the dormant system panel in his mind.

After a while, what I had just said was confirmed.

As compensation for lowering gravity and protecting the world, you will be immediately blessed by the gods.

A wide road seemed to beckon to Hachiman.

Let's go meet Takamatsu Todori tomorrow.

Having decided on his plans for tomorrow, Hachiman refocused his attention on his work.

Although the part-time customer service job only paid slightly more than a convenience store clerk, the job content was surprisingly suitable for him.

You don't need to meet the customer face-to-face; you can simply guess their true intentions from their tone of voice and the questions they ask, and then offer a suitable solution.

This is what he excels at.

For example, a woman calls to complain that there is a problem with her refrigerator.

Please, this refrigerator has only been here for three days, how could there be a problem?

If it were another employee, they would most likely honestly ask about the problem with the refrigerator and then contact the repair department for on-site repair.

but.

Hachiman, however, keenly observed Watson.

"You mean your husband likes to put untreated salted fish directly into the refrigerator?"

"Yes, how could he do that? I've told him so many times."

Upon hearing this, Hachiman had already conjured up a picture of a cruel hell within a family in his mind.

"Then we suggest you buy a freezer specifically for frozen fresh food. It's not expensive, only xxx yuan."

"Oh dear, but we already have a refrigerator at home!"

"No conflict. The refrigerator and freezer each have their own roles, just like the members of a family. Dark and murky dishes like salted fish should be placed in a dark and damp corner, where they might even taste better."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed quite pleased to hear this, and immediately placed an order for a freezer.

I also mentioned that it was recommended by customer service.

And so, when Hachiman left work in the afternoon, he felt that the department head's gaze seemed to have softened considerably.

Kid, that's what you call using your brain!

At the end of the month, when the accounts were settled, Yawata achieved the second highest satisfaction rate among part-time customer service representatives, and naturally, he received a substantial salary.

While I can't live a lavish life, I should be able to cover my normal expenses for next month.

And this time.

"Wow, Mr. Hachiman is amazing!"

A pretty girl with light blue hair tied in pigtails peeked out from behind a glass window, her innocent expression revealing obvious joy.

The girl wore a plain white dress, which made her look very elegant and dignified, while the small black ribbon tied around her chest added a touch of cuteness.

But don't underestimate this pretty girl; she ranks first in customer satisfaction among part-time customer service representatives.

He is Hachiman's formidable rival.

But it's too sweet; I'm not going to fall for a honey trap.

"Thank you, Ms. Toyokawa."

Hachiman expressed his gratitude indifferently.

Toyokawa Shoko, his colleague who just moved in next door today.

However, whether by coincidence or not, Hachiman happened to see her at the school gate on his way home from school.

Therefore, it can be confirmed that Toyokawa Shoko, like him, was also a student at Haneoka Academy.

However, he was in a different class than Hachiman.

"But Mr. Hachiman doesn't seem happy at all."

"Well, after all, it was praised by the number one."

"Hum~"

Toyokawa Shoko proudly puffed out her chest.

Due to the great law of universal gravitation, Hachiman's gaze unconsciously drifted over.

B cup?

There's a saying that goes, "Great things bring together the heart," but Hachiman thinks that small things are just as good.

"jingle!"

"It's time to leave work, so I'll head home now."

After hurriedly packing his things and leaving the office building, Hachiman was called back again.

Behind him, Toyokawa Shoko quickly caught up.

"Hikigaya-kun."

The sudden change in address caught Hachiman's attention.

As expected, the other party also realized that they came from the same high school.

In addition, the number [15] that was originally hanging above Toyokawa Shoko's head jumped up to [18].

"Is there a problem?"

Hachiman blinked, puzzled, and saw Toyokawa Shoko casting a hesitant glance his way, her slightly flushed cheeks revealing the girl's nervousness.

So cute!

Toyokawa Shoko's right hand rummaged in her small bag, hesitated for a few seconds, and then took out two black rectangular vouchers.

The voucher reads "Tokyo Metropolitan Concert Hall Symphony Orchestra Admission Ticket".

Are you interested in music?

Hachiman froze instantly, a complex expression appearing on his face.

Is this an invitation?

Do not!