Does gravity make me stronger?

"Sigh, let's not..."

Goto Ichiri lowered his head, feeling weak and listless, pondering how to refuse Kita's invitation.

Goto, you're not seizing such a great opportunity? Do you even want to improve?

Just as she was about to speak, Hachiman suddenly interjected, "If it's not too much trouble, we'd like to go together."

"Really? Then I'll talk to my senior."

Goto Ichiri asked timidly, "Hachigaya-kun, isn't this situation a bit...?"

"It's just a normal social activity."

After Hachiman finished speaking, he suddenly shuddered.

No, wait, when did I start saying such lines like a social butterfly? It must be that working has messed up my brain!

Mitsuko, get out of my body! I won't let you control me!

Because I am the proud Saiyan prince!!!

Of course, this also means that the paid leave he got for free from Ichiji Hoshika is gone, but in order to end the band's future, it's not too much of a loss.

Yes, I am a really good person.

"It's getting late, let's go!"

So, led by Kita Ikuyo, the three of them walked out of the school together.

...

"Welcome..."

The automatic glass door slowly opened, and as soon as Hachiman stepped in, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind creep into his back, causing him to shudder.

He crossed his arms and looked at the performance hall called RiNG with a strange gaze.

How should I put it? This place feels like the entrance to a boss battle in a Soulslike game. Although it looks ordinary, Hachiman feels that once you enter the door, you might encounter a monster that you can't beat without dying 100 times.

Or maybe we shouldn't go in?

"Is the temperature here set too low?"

"Oh, really?"

Kita didn't sense anything strange. After happily boarding the escalator, he turned around and said to the two of them.

"The show hasn't started yet, let's go sit in that cafe over there first. I highly recommend their coffee and black tea!"

Hachiman and Goto Ichiri obediently followed behind Kita. At this moment, these two E-types were so overwhelmed by the youthful atmosphere around them that they were shaking their heads.

"Hachiman...this place is scary..."

Seeing the vibrant energy of the band girls all around, Goto Ichiri couldn't help but move closer to Hachiman.

"I think so too, but it's too close..."

After keeping a distance, Hachiman began to carefully observe the LiveHouse located in the CBD.

Chapter 52 052 Hachiman: You can have my ice cream cone.

Because it's located next to a physical store in the CBD, RiNG's decor is quite different from that of Fanxing.

The uniform warm-toned chandeliers hanging from the ceiling look very expensive. The entrance lacks the cheap, low-class atmosphere that an underground livehouse should have. Even the neon lights that are the soul of an underground performance hall are rarely seen here.

RiNG doesn't feel like a standard livehouse; it's more like an all-encompassing stage where bands just happen to be performing.

In addition, most of the performers at RiNG are high school students, which is quite different from the situation at Stars, where professional bands are everywhere and student bands are as rare as dogs.

Of course, this is mainly related to Fanxing's profit-making methods. After all, Fanxing relies on band performances to attract customers, so high-level performances are essential.

Hey, why don't you just say the band will go on stage after it's over?

[Hey, you even predicted that?]

Que's.

So you mean to end the band altogether?

I didn't say that...

Okay, it really is a lump.

In fact, if Hongxia weren't the store manager's younger sister, an immature, make-believe band like the Ending Band would never have been able to perform on stage.

However, RiNG is different. Most of the bands that come to perform are students. If you expect a student band to have much artistic talent, you might as well expect an all-Chinese band to win the championship.

[That's too much! Husky pointing at someone.JPG]

In addition, according to Hachiman's observation, a very high percentage of these high school girls are wealthy and spend money very lavishly.

Therefore, RiNG doesn't expect to make money from ticket sales at all; instead, it relies on exploiting wealthy women!

Damn it, why didn't you tell me about this great opportunity?

Is RiNG still hiring waiters/waitresses?

Yiji Xingge:? ? ?

Getting back to the main point, after Hachiman and his group entered RiNG, they were constantly being stared at with curiosity.

Unfortunately, the young rich women's attention wasn't on Hachiman, but on Goto Ichiri, who was standing next to him.

Although Goto Ichiri always wears thick sportswear, hunches her neck, and often slouches her back, a closer look reveals that she is actually a natural beauty.

That girl is so cute! I want to hug her, touch her face, and then take her home and pet her until she's bald!

Holy crap, you lesbians are terrifying!

Hachiman even thought that if he hadn't been standing next to Goto Ichiri, a few girls passing by might have run up to him and asked for his contact information.

So, does that mean he was Goto Ichiri's protector?

[Didn't you stand in the way of Boqi's path to wealth?]

Does it? Probably not.

Why would I be jealous if my brother can drive a Land Rover?

Oh, by the way, Ms. Goto, could you perhaps give me some protection money or something...?

Hachiman was having a fierce brainstorming session, but to be honest, being constantly tortured by the gaze of strangers was no less than a form of torture, even if the other party was a potential rich woman.

Fortunately, the situation improved considerably after entering the cafe inside RiNG.

"welcome."

A cold greeting came from the front desk.

[BIG, how dare you talk to your brother Hachiman like that? Believe me or not, I'll report you!]

Hachiman glanced in that direction and met the waiter's cold gaze.

'Oh, so it's a boy. That's boring.'

No, what did the boy do to you!

Today I'm going to stand up for all the boys and vent their anger!

quack!

Hachiman glared fiercely, trying to teach the waiter a lesson with his secret technique—the Death Gaze (dead fish eye version).

however.

The girl glared back fiercely.

"Guest, is there a problem?"

"No... I'm sorry."

They were utterly slaughtered, leaving not a single survivor!

Hachiman almost gave a French military salute, but considering that the audience was still watching, he could only timidly find a seat and sit down.

"The Earl Grey tea and iced cappuccino here are absolutely amazing, you must try them!"

Kita Ikuyo enthusiastically introduced the café's products, while Hachiman glanced at the menu, mentally launched into a critique of consumerism, and then ordered the cheapest ice cream cone on the menu.

A moment later, the waiter came over with two drinks and an ice cream cone.

"Here is your very cute ice cream cone."

When handing the ice cream cone to Hachiman, he smiled nonchalantly, as if to say that someone his age still enjoys eating ice cream cones.

Hey, you're still pretending? I can't stand women like that.

There aren't many left!

And what's with this ice cream cone? Why did they have to give it such a cute name?!

Holding his ice cream cone, Hachiman wasn't entirely without shame, but compared to the exorbitant prices of other drinks, he thought the 500-yen cone was still fantastic.

"Shall I start it...?"

Just as he was about to bite off the highest, smoothest tip of the ice cream cone, he noticed that Goto Ichiri was staring at him expectantly from across the room.

What are you looking at?

[Kang Kang, have you developed properly?]

Get the hell out of here, you damn system!

Looking down, I saw Goto Ichiri order a pitch-black drink, and after taking a sip, her cute face contorted with extreme bitterness.

Ah, I get it. He ordered the bitterest black coffee on purpose so he could look cool in front of his friends.

But I won't give you the ice cream cone.

Hachiman stuck out his tongue, ready to give the ice cream cone a massage, while Goto Ichiri, seeing this, stared intently at the ice cream cone sauce that was about to be tainted.

No, what do you mean by "defilement"? Narrator: Do I have a grudge against you?

The beautiful girl's unwavering gaze was like a whip, lashing fiercely at Hachiman's heart.

[Next, I'll say a sentence and you'll say a sentence]

[I'd be willing to fawn over Goto Ichiri!]

???

No, I misspoke. I'd be willing to give the ice cream cone to Goto Ichiri.

Oh, this.

"for you..."

Unable to bear the pangs of conscience any longer, Hachiman placed the perfectly intact ice cream cone in front of Goto Hajime.

Goto Ichiri's expression instantly brightened, but then he shook his head violently.

Hachiman revealed his true feelings.

"No, this is Hachiman's ice cream cone. It looks delicious, but Mom said we shouldn't eat other people's food."

Hey, we're practically brothers!

Who says I'm your buddy!

[Indeed, are they a couple about to start dating?]

"..."

Seeing that Goto Ichiri was hesitant to accept, Hachiman pretended to take back the ice cream cone: "I'm sorry for troubling you. If Goto-kun doesn't like it, I'll just throw it away."

"Ah, no..."

This seemingly tactic of retreating to advance allowed Goto Ichiri to be completely outmaneuvered.

Holy crap, who are you? Are you the Hachiman I know?

Then, Goto Ichiri hesitated for a moment, then weakly took the ice cream cone. Her small pink tongue licked the tip of the cone, and a sweet taste entered her taste buds.

Goto Ichiri squinted her eyes happily.

As expected, ice cream cones are the best! Thank you, Hachiman. What is black coffee? Get lost!

Then, in full view of everyone, Goto Ichiri returned the ice cream cone she had eaten.