Does gravity make me stronger?

As soon as Hachiman made his complaint, he immediately sensed a fierce gaze coming from not far away, and hurriedly changed his tune, sweating profusely: "No, what I meant was that the sound system here is amazing, you can hear it clearly even in the corner."

Upon hearing this, the feeling of unease dissipated considerably, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Hey you over there, can you stop spying on me?

After chatting for a while, seeing that the time was right, Hachiman clapped his hands.

"It's almost time, everyone head to the training room. This is our only home advantage, even if people say we're cramming at the last minute, it's real extra training time."

Ai Yin and the others are still on their way, so the band can use this time to get back into shape.

The band ended with: "OK!"

As it turns out, Hachiman was too optimistic.

Everyone is taking this conflict more seriously than they thought.

Just forty minutes later, Ai Yin and her friends arrived at the performance hall with their instruments.

Meanwhile, the number of audience members in the performance hall gradually increased.

To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, Xiangzi hid backstage beforehand and slipped out after the audience had calmed down, while the End Band and Mygo went into their respective practice rooms.

"Drip!"

An unnatural vibration came from my phone.

After glancing at the door, Hachiman hurriedly rushed to the entrance. Above the starry staircase, a girl dressed entirely in black stood with her arms crossed, coldly watching him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Long time no see, but why are you dressed like this, Shinomiya-kun?"

Looking helplessly at the girl in front of him, Hachiman let out a subtle sigh. Although he knew that Kaguya Shinomiya also had to hide her identity, did she really have to disguise herself like this?

Do you think you're some kind of secret agent?

It looks much more eye-catching now, doesn't it?

Kaguya Shinomiya removed the sunglasses from her nose, revealing a hint of disdain in her jewel-like, wine-red eyes.

"Please tell me, what's wrong with my outfit?"

"Shinomiya-kun, if you don't want to arouse suspicion, I suggest you dress more discreetly in the future."

"Am I not being discreet enough?"

Kaguya Shinomiya's eyes widened slightly as she looked at her outfit in disbelief; it was the most understated she had ever worn.

Obviously.

Kaguya Shinomiya lacks common sense, so Hachiman decisively gave up arguing with her.

"Um, I remember Hayasaka-san is your friend, where is she?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hachiman heard an unfamiliar voice behind him: "I'm here."

"scare!"

Honestly, anyone would be startled if someone suddenly appeared behind them and started talking.

When Hachiman turned his head, he saw a very delicate face with mixed-race features, but his eyes were very cold.

"Haasaka-san?"

"Were you scared?"

Wearing a hip-hop style baseball uniform, Hayasaka Ai tilted her head and made a witty remark indifferently.

She's not cute at all.

"To be honest, a little bit," Hachiman admitted honestly.

Kaguya Shinomiya walked over: "Hayasaka, I told you not to dress up like that and look so scary."

No, I was only startled because someone suddenly spoke behind me...

Hachiman began to explain: "Shinomiya-kun, I think you should ask Hayasaka-kun for more advice, at least when it comes to makeup."

"Thank you." Hayasaka Ai bowed slightly, while Shinomiya Kaguya crossed her arms in dissatisfaction: "Then, Hachiman-san, please explain clearly what's wrong with my outfit?"

At this moment, passersby avoided Kaguya Shinomiya, muttering, "Why is there a girl dressed like that here? How strange."

"Yeah, wearing all black is really weird."

Kaguya Shinomiya: "..."

"But since things have come to this, let's come in. It's no use just standing there like idiots."

To avoid embarrassment, Hachiman said something and led Hayasaka Ai and Shinomiya Kaguya into the performance hall.

At this time, there were already many people in the inner nine, so even though Kaguya and Gonomiya were dressed strangely, not many people noticed them.

"Business seems better today than last time I came," Kaguya Shinomiya remarked, watching the bustling crowd.

"Thanks to you," Hachiman said gratefully.

Although Kaguya Shinomiya was merely a convener and only had a particular fondness for Mygo, many students did become band enthusiasts under her guidance.

This directly led to a significant increase in the number of visitors to Fanxing.

Although Ichishika kept complaining, the truth is, this guy's wallet did get a little fatter.

Given this, shouldn't you give me a raise?

"You can rest here for a bit; the performance will start soon."

"it is good."

After settling Kaguya Shinomiya in, Hachiman went to the band's private dressing room.

Normally, different bands wouldn't rest in the same room, but because the two were quite familiar with each other, they applied to share the same dressing room with Ijichi Seika.

But that's under normal circumstances.

Although everyone gets along quite well, this time they've come to "challenge" the organization, and Hachiman can't guarantee that the two sides will still get along harmoniously.

With that thought in mind, Hachiman pushed open the door to the lounge.

Then, he saw a scene he could never have imagined—

Aine lay on Nijika's lap yawning, Rakuna and Goto Ichiri were talking about guitars, and Souyo, Akari, and Kita were looking at their phones.

There was no tension whatsoever; the harmony made him feel somewhat uneasy.

"Hachiman, you're back?" Su Shi was the first to react, putting down her phone: "Have you seen Xiangzi-chan? The signal here is a bit bad, and she hasn't replied to my messages."

"He's backstage," Hachiman replied casually, then looked at everyone: "You guys don't want a segment where you have to talk tough, do you?"

Everyone looked over curiously.

"why?"

"No, it's nothing. Anyway, the performance is about to start, so everyone get ready."

While everyone else was busy setting up their equipment, only Akari walked over and stood next to Hachiman: "Hachiman, thank you."

Why are you thanking me?

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be together like this."

Without Hachiman's intervention, the End Band and Mygo might never have met, and even if they did meet by chance, their relationship would never have been this good.

All of this started because of him.

Silently placing her hand on her chest, Deng's gentle and reassuring voice sounded in her ear: "I hope we can all be together forever. Is my wish too extravagant?"

"!?"

It was the first time they had ever heard the light emit such powerful gravity, and the rest of the band couldn't help but look over in surprise.

Hachiman chuckled and reached out his hand: "I really can't do anything with you. If it's for a lifetime, don't even think about sneaking away."

The lamp paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door of the lounge.

"Please come in!"

The person who entered the room was none other than Xiangzi.

"good afternoon everyone."

"Xiangzi-chan?" Just as Su Shi was wondering why Xiangzi was here, the latter cut to the chase and asked, "Can I come up on stage with you?"

...

The performance has begun.

The rhythmic drumbeats echoed on the stage, while customers swayed along with the band in the audience.

As the only part-time worker still working, Hachiman was so busy that he didn't have time to catch his breath until the performance started. Then, Ijichi Seika walked over and handed him a cup of coffee.

"Um, manager, for American style..."

He meant that American food is like swill, you can't drink any of it.

"Shut up and drink it all. Your life is sweet enough already, what's wrong with suffering a little more?"

In short, under Ijichi Hoshika's insistence, Hachiman had no choice but to try a flavor he had never tasted before.

"Um."

He only took a small sip, and the strong bitterness filled his nasal cavity. Although it wasn't irritating, it was definitely not a good experience for someone like him who was afraid of bitterness.

However, considering Ichiji Hoshika's feelings, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"You're quite capable. Here, this is for you."

Ijichi Hoshika then gave her a can of frozen MAX coffee.

"Thank you, but let me catch my breath." Instead of opening the bottle immediately, Hachiman paused for a moment before continuing, "Um, manager, I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand that there will be an extra person at the performance."

"It's okay. It's a huge benefit for the concert hall to have a star from a popular band make a guest appearance here."

"Well, at least it won't reveal my identity."

Hachiman opened the clasp and took a sip, immediately feeling refreshed. MAX's sugar content was definitely the best!

"It's okay, but since she's already on stage, aren't you going to go?" Ichiji Hoshika raised an eyebrow and said, "You've been in the performance hall for so long, haven't you learned a single technique?"

　"Sorry, I'm not really interested. But if it's just about debugging equipment, I did learn a little bit."

To be honest, the synchronization did give him the ability to play the keyboard, but he had tried it and found that he could only play some simple chords. He felt that he shouldn't embarrass himself on stage with such poor skills.

"Furthermore, hasn't Manager Ijichi ever heard of the term 'behind-the-scenes boss'?"

Ichika Hoshika was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a chuunibyou behind my back."

Hachiman: "..."

While the two were chatting, the band "End" had already taken to the stage.

"It's supposed to be our home turf, but someone stole our spot as the grand finale. Manager Ijichi, don't you think you need to take some responsibility for this?" Hachiman complained.

"So you actually prefer Pochi-chan and the others?" Ijichi Hoshika retorted.

"No, I just think it's more interesting this way."

"What a strange kid."

On stage, the band was introducing themselves as usual. Because there were many new faces in the audience, they were putting in extra effort in their introductions today.

"Speaking of which, one of our good friends is here for this live performance," Kita said, pretending not to know anything as he asked the audience.

Mygo's fans couldn't help but cheer.

"Well then, without further ado, it's time to wrap up the band's performance. Our first song is 'That Band'!"

The sudden burst of intense drumbeats instantly raised the atmosphere to its peak, and with the pulsating bass, everyone's emotions were stirred.

"To me, that band's singing sounded like sharp, high-pitched laughter."

"To me, that band's music sounded like a signal blast cutting through a road."

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