Does gravity make me stronger?

"That's right, but as I said, it's just a guess, and I can't guarantee it's 100% correct."

"Row."

Hachiman tentatively accepted Miyami Sen's suggestion, and at that moment, the latter got up and slowly walked towards the door.

"First published on 705u.com - Book Club"

"Come with me, I'll take you to that club."

"Aren't there any other options?"

"No." Miyami paused, then suddenly said in a cute tone, "To die or not to die?"

"Sorry, I don't understand."

"That means you get over here, you brat!"

Chapter 74 073 It's a pity, it's not the Service Club (3K)

A moment later, the teacher and student arrived at a classroom in the special teaching building, one after the other. Looking up, they saw the words "Department of Insects" written in black watercolor on the door.

"This used to be the office of the Insect Department, but don't worry, there's nothing strange inside."

As he spoke, Miyami Sen showed a look of disgust, and Hachiman's heart tightened immediately.

Insects are practically his greatest enemy in this life; it's either him or me.

If the Death Note really existed, it would definitely be filled with the names of insects.

"Why in the past?"

"The guys in the Insect Club are pretty outrageous. One day, a student brought back a small green snake from somewhere, and none of the other students in the club knew about it. When they saw the snake, they immediately called the police, and in the end, I was the one who cleaned up the mess."

"So, was the Insect Club ultimately abolished?"

"No, it's just that for security reasons, the entire organization has been moved to the side of the security room."

"..."

Not expecting any profound insights from Hachiman, Miyami Ogi continued, "Therefore, this classroom has been empty ever since. About a year ago, a second-year high school student started a new club, so this classroom was put to good use."

Waste recycling...

If Hachiman is not mistaken, Miyami Sen has a great prejudice against the Insect Club, but this time, he and Miyami Sen are on the same side.

"It's just that this year the student is going into his senior year of high school and will be leaving the club soon. But there are only two of us in the club, including him. If we don't recruit any new members, the club will have to disband."

This line sounded very familiar to Hachiman; he seemed to have seen similar scenes in many anime.

For example, there is actually an ice-cold beauty in the club who has no interest in other boys, but is particularly fond of the male protagonist who unexpectedly joined the club.

In addition, the male protagonist also has a childhood sweetheart who secretly loves him. The two of them join together and successfully resolve the crisis of the club's disbandment.

Enough said, my fists are hard, all the male protagonists in the harem are going to die!

Hachiman naturally didn't expect to experience the same fate as the male protagonist. Instead, he hoped that the person in the club was also a ghost member, so that he could slack off in the club without feeling guilty.

"Then I'll open the door."

Under his expectant gaze, the classroom door slowly opened.

A splash of white caught my eye.

"Miyami-sensei, please knock before you come in..."

Toyokawa Shoko sat in the center of the classroom, her icy demeanor seemingly keeping everyone at arm's length. However, her cold, snow-like gaze softened considerably when it met Hachiman behind Miyami Sen.

"Hey, Hachiman, what are you doing here?"

Miyami Sen didn't mind Shoko's double standards and said generously, "Look, I've brought you a new member, a genuine, freshly minted male high school student."

"Could you please stop using such weird expressions?" Hachiman rolled his eyes.

"Then what should we use, a gigolo who wants to be kept by a rich woman?"

"...However, please respect my career plans."

"That's enough!" Miyami slapped Hachiman hard on the back and sent him into the clubroom.

"Toyokawa, since you two know each other, you can teach him the subsequent admission procedures. After that, you just need to come at least twice a week. This is a strict requirement of the school."

"Wait a minute, I haven't agreed to join yet, have I?"

Do you have a choice?

"...without."

After saying that, Miyami Sen acted as if she were a hands-off manager, leaving the special teaching building with a smile on her face, saying, "I still have a lot of things to take care of."

This guy is just plain lazy!

Inside the clubroom, Hachiman found a spot far away from Shoko and sat down, while the latter blinked in confusion, seemingly still not understanding the current situation.

Then, she let out a soft "ah" and got up to boil water.

"Hachiman, we only have regular tea in the clubroom, so please make do with this."

"I'll just drink plain water, no need for all that trouble."

"It's not related to the tea series, it's just one of my interests, it's a pity there's no good tea..." > + ≯ - 〃

While waiting for the water to boil, Hachiman asked curiously, "Speaking of which, what exactly does this club do?"

"Hey, doesn't Hachiman know?"

"Um, Miyami-sensei said this was the Insect Club's office, but what is it doing now? I wasn't informed."

Shoko suddenly realized and nodded slightly: "That was true in the past, but now... how about Hikigaya-kun guessing?"

"Forget it, I don't have the talent to be a detective." Hachiman shrugged, giving up on this boring guessing game. "So, which club am I a member of now?"

"It's the record department, but as you can see, there's nothing related to music here except for records."

"The record department?"

Now it was Hachiman's turn to be surprised.

But I don't see any records around here?

Having probably guessed Hachiman's question, Shoko went to the corner of the clubroom, smoothed her skirt, squatted down, and took out a box from the cabinet.

Hachiman looked into the box and saw many records neatly stacked inside.

"These are all very rare and out-of-print records, and they are very difficult to collect."

Xiangzi treated the old records as if they were precious treasures, his fair fingertips gently brushing over them. Because they were well-preserved, there were almost no signs of time on the records.

Hachiman, who had little interest in old records, glanced at them briefly before returning to his seat.

"So what are the usual activities here...?"

"There aren't any special activities; we mostly act independently and can leave whenever we need to."

"Oh, so what about Toyokawa-kun's part-time job?"

"Today is my day off."

"...That's why you're here today."

"Dudududu!"

The sound of steam came from the water heater. Xiangzi turned off the switch unhurriedly, then took out two disposable teacups, put in an appropriate amount of tea leaves, and poured in hot water with a very elegant movement.

[9 points, the deducted 1 point will be given after Xiangzi wears the maid outfit]

???

At this moment, Xiangzi had already brought the steaming hot tea to Hachiman.

"Thank you."

"Won't you try some?"

"Yes, I am the cat's tongue."

"Oh dear, let me blow on it for you."

???

If you can help me blow hot water today, I don't even want to think about what you'll dare to eat in the future!

Today, Xiangzi is deliberately scaring people.

To avoid any potential romantic comedy incidents, Hachiman decisively took a sip of hot tea, only to be scalded by the hot water.

"It's so hot..."

"How could Hachiman be so careless?"

Xiangzi frowned, but her tone showed no sign of blaming Hachiman. She took out a few napkins and carefully wiped the water stains that had splashed on her clothes.

Hachiman felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I have to go to work later, so I have to go now."

"Okay, I'm going back too."

After Xiangzi poured the hot water into the thermos, he picked up his schoolbag and prepared to leave school with Hachiman.

"By the way, Hachiman, do you remember that strawberry brokerage company we went to before?"

On the way out of the school gate, Xiangzi suddenly said.

Hachiman nodded slightly: "I remember, what's wrong?"

"Their idol, Hoshino Ai, is going to perform at the Budokan soon! That's amazing! I heard Ai is probably only the same age as me."

"You are very impressive." Hachiman, still holding the cup of black tea, took a small sip and said, "But in my opinion, you are still more impressive."

"Really?" Xiangzi stopped in surprise and asked with great interest, "Then in what way am I better than love?"

"To be number one in customer service is amazing."

"..." Xiangzi's eyes suddenly turned cold, but soon they lit up again.

"Pfft, so that's what Hachiman meant. But you were also second place, so are you praising yourself?"

"Why, is it not allowed?"

Hachiman mimicked the system's tone, speaking in a silly manner, which made Xiangzi burst into laughter.

"Hachiman is really interesting. Answering customer service calls is nothing special."

“That is incorrect,” Hachiman said earnestly.

"Admittedly, different professions may have different salaries and different levels of recognition, but to do them well means to put in a lot of effort and it is by no means something that can be done easily."

As a former customer service representative, Hachiman knows how tough this job is, and at the same time, he can better understand the effort that Shoko puts into it.

That's why he thought Xiangzi was just as amazing as that national idol, Hoshino Ai.

Shoko put her hands behind her back and smiled sweetly, "So it seems that Hachiman trusts me a lot?"

"Yes, we trust each other completely."

"What if I want Hachiman to trust me for the rest of my life?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hachiman's hand holding the water glass tightened slightly, and he almost spilled the black tea.

What does it mean to trust me for a lifetime?

Even though Hachiman considered himself to have good reading comprehension skills, he still couldn't figure out Xiangzi's true intentions.

Here's the point, it's yours.

In addition, Hachiman felt that understanding would only make things more complicated, so he simply shut down his inner thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Xiangzi asked without changing his expression, seemingly without anything unusual happening to him.

"No, it's nothing. A lifetime is such an exaggeration, isn't it?"

"But didn't Hachiman say it himself?" Shoko tapped her chin cutely, a sly glint in her eyes.

Damn, I got hit hard with a boomerang!

As if to hide his panic, Hachiman tilted his head back and drank the rest of his tea in one gulp, then said, "Well, I'll catch my train now."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."