Does gravity make me stronger?

Why is the other person a boy even though they are a senior high school student?

At that moment, a low, hoarse voice sounded in my ear.

When did you start to have the illusion that I was a boy?

-----Cut Line----

A minor, harmless change was made: the performance was moved to Sunday, while the midterm exams were on Friday.

Chapter 78 077 Hachiman: There are still experts?

"scare!"

Hachiman immediately got goosebumps all over his body. He swallowed hard, sweating profusely. At this moment, he could already imagine the scene of being bombarded online by female fighters and the real-life scene offline.

Feminists: Tell me, why do you dare to assume someone else's gender?! Take this lawyer's letter!

[The all-around, three-dimensional defense of the Hachiman ship has finally failed today; how delightful!]

Although he really wanted to teach the system a lesson, the current situation didn't allow him to do so.

Under the pressure of being stared at as if by a monster from the abyss, Hachiman's mouth twitched slightly, making him look as docile as a rabbit. He said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Hello... I am the newest member, Hachiman Hikigaya."

[Hachiman-san, Ultimate Scary Limited Edition]

"Oh, hello there. My name is Bruno Bucciarati, or you can call me by my nickname, Sawamura Kaze."

Isn't Bucciarati a man?

Hachiman immediately retorted.

Something's not right, not even nine-tenths right. This chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) club president... there's a strange sense of déjà vu about him...

An image of a blond, fun-loving man slowly emerged in my mind.

Koyasu Takeda: Kids, I've missed you all so much!

Is this what they mean by Stand users being attracted to each other?

[No, what kind of stand-in are you?]

"I see, Minister Sawamura, hello." Putting aside his wild imagination, Hachiman bowed honestly.

"Let's skip the honorifics."

"Ok."

Sawamura Kaze walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and sighed, "The wind is quite noisy today, isn't it, young man?"

Hachiman: What can I say!

Perhaps unable to bear watching the conversation between the two, Xiangzi, who had been silent until now, stood up and said, "Well then, Minister Sawamura, if there's nothing else, we're ready to head back."

Hey, can we leave now?

Hachiman's anxious gaze darted between Sawamura Kaze and Shoko several times, his face full of confusion. The minister had only just arrived, and they were already leaving?

Wouldn't that be a bit disrespectful to my seniors?

You can put your backpack down first when you say that.

"No problem. By the way, there's something I need to explain to you." Sawamura Kaze said earnestly.

"Minister, please speak," Xiangzi asked somewhat coldly.

"Here's the thing, the cultural festival is after the midterm exams. Our record department will naturally participate in this cultural festival as is our tradition. As for the activities... if you have no objections, we'll proceed according to past traditions."

"Excuse me," Hachiman raised his hand, "what is tradition?"

"Of course, it's making records."

"Oh, so you're making records...making records?"

Hachiman looked up blankly. "The minister means, the physical creation?"

"Or is it psychological?"

"No, I mean, is it just about making records, or is it...?"

Hachiman had already considered a very bad possibility, and Sawamura Kaze's next words made his legs go weak.

"What are you talking about? Of course, it's writing your own songs and putting them on records."

"..."

Miyami Sen, you lied to me so badly!

Hachiman wanted to roar to the sky.

He knew there was no such thing as a ghost employee who only needed to report twice a week.

However, according to Hachiman's idea, it was nothing more than dealing with minor issues and drawing a small poster, but he didn't expect to have to write a song.

This isn't in my skill set.

"But Minister, I can't compose music or write lyrics, I can't even play an instrument, and I'm definitely not good at singing, so why don't we consider changing the tradition?"

'If it's so easy to change, how can it be called tradition?'

'This newbie is a bit silly.'

Sawamura Kaze's eyes revealed a hint of disdain.

No, your club has only been established for a year, hasn't it?

“It’s alright, Toyokawa knows how, doesn’t he?” Sawamura Kaze replied.

Upon hearing this, Hachiman looked over in surprise.

Are there more experts?

Bathed in Hachiman's incredulous gaze, Shoko said without changing her expression, "Minister, I also think this project is a bit too demanding. We are just two ordinary high school students, unlike you, who is a top student in the music department."

Haneoka Academy is divided into a general studies department and a music department. The music department is the school's flagship department, which is also the key to the school's survival in the Tokyo metropolitan area.

It can be said that entering the music department of Haneoka Academy is like having one foot in the music major of a top university.

According to Xiangzi's information, the head of the record department, Sawamura Rokka, was one of them.

"Don't be modest, your piano skills are even inferior to mine." Sawamura Kaze said very seriously, without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

"If you can get into the music department, the title of music queen will definitely be yours."

The conversation between the two made the simple and honest Hachiman feel unbearably embarrassed.

However, he vaguely sensed Sawamura Kaze's true intentions.

He wasn't really interested in the record company's event; he mainly hoped that Shoko could take this opportunity to showcase her talent. As for Hachiman, he was just an unexpected addition.

Ah, I get it. This has nothing to do with me, so I can slack off, right?

Having made up his mind, Hachiman began to drift off into a daze with a clear conscience, paying no attention to their conversation. He only knew that the two had reached an agreement: the record company would release a record with only two songs, one by Sawamura Fuu and the other by Shoko and Hachiman together.

"No, why should I be responsible? I really don't understand music!"

Hachiman was speechless, feeling particularly annoyed by the sudden assignment.

After school, Xiangzi shed his previous seriousness and said gently, "Don't worry about it, Hikigaya-kun, I'll take care of the song."

Even so, he couldn't completely shirk his responsibilities and push all the work onto Xiangzi.

"If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know."

"Really?" Xiangzi's eyes lit up.

"Yes, but I can't accept any work outside of recordings." Hachiman has a flexible bottom line: helping with recordings is fine, but anything else...?

'Seriously, I wouldn't hurt Hikigaya-kun.'

Xiangzi's inner thoughts sounded somewhat unhappy, so Hachiman sighed and comforted him, "If it's a small matter, you can tell me, but I may not be able to help."

"Hachiman is so nice to me~" Shoko smiled sweetly, her cute and unguarded appearance giving Hachiman a tingling feeling in his heart.

Women are all big pigs, women are all big pigs.

Hachiman kept complaining in his mind, but his gaze still kept drifting towards Xiangzi.

Xiangzi's face was like the finest porcelain, fair and delicate, especially his profile, which perfectly hit his target area.

【receive!】

Thanks to the system's reminder, he finally managed to look away, only to hear the other party say, "But I have exams these few days, so I don't have much time for this. Let's write songs together after the exams are over!"

Xiangzi's joyful smile was like a pebble thrown into a lake, stirring Hachiman's heart. He nodded blankly, "Yes, I'll listen to you."

Chapter 79, Chapter 078: Su Shi: Aren't you going to stay a little longer?

After exiting the tram station, Hachiman followed the location sent by Nagasaki Motoyo, walked down a street, and soon arrived at the foot of a high-rise apartment building that looked very luxurious.

Why is he here?

This story begins this morning.

Motoyo Nagasaki: Hikigaya-kun, can we study at my house today?

Hachiman glanced at it once and immediately rejected the option in his mind.

Hachiman: It's not very convenient, let's go outside.

However, Nagasaki Motoyo did not give up because of this; instead, she insisted on studying at her home even more.

Hachiman put up a stubborn resistance, but under the enemy's relentless bombardment, he was successfully sunk.

What does it mean to be successfully sunk? (Narrator: You are my little black guy?)

Despite his reluctance, Hachiman eventually agreed to Nagasaki Motoyo's request in order to successfully gain synchronization ability.

So at that moment, we arrived at the building where she lived.

Looking up at the priceless apartment building, Hachiman felt a strange sense of unreality, as if a thick barrier separated him from Nagasaki Motoyo.

[Hachiman-kun, Nagasaki Motoyo is the rich woman you've always dreamed of]

Needless to say, I know that...

Why aren't you hurrying up?

It wasn't until this moment that Hachiman realized that his desire to find a rich woman was just like an otaku's desire to find anime beauties—mere empty talk.

That's right, he was as cowardly as a quail.

But in order to keep the agreement, he stood properly in front of the intercom and dialed the doorbell on the top floor.

A few seconds later, accompanied by a beeping sound, a delicate and clear voice came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.

"Hachiman, please wait a moment, I'll open the door right away."

As they spoke, the glass door on the outside of the apartment slowly opened. Hachiman said thank you to the camera, then slowly walked in, looking around at the luxurious apartment.

When we got to the elevator, the doors were already open, and we went up to the 24th floor.

There are a total of 3 households on this floor.

Following the instructions on his phone, Hachiman arrived at the door of room 2402 and rang the doorbell again.

"Beep beep!"

"coming!"

The heavy door slowly opened, and Nagasaki Motoyo appeared behind it, wearing loose loungewear and a dark black long skirt. Her chestnut-yellow hair was styled into a bun and hung down to one side, cascading lightly from her shoulder.

【Madam, your hairstyle is too dangerous, you need to change it immediately!】

Hachiman ignored the system's nonsensical complaints and instead gave out the prepared gifts before entering the room.

"This is a little bit of my heart."

"Oh?" Nagasaki Motoyo was clearly surprised that Hachiman had prepared a gift, and a look of delight appeared on her pretty face with light makeup.

"Thank you, come in quickly."

Upon entering, one is greeted by an extravagantly spacious living room, which is also a two-story structure; one might mistake it for someone's studio.

Hachiman, who was utterly shocked by this scene, managed to maintain a calm expression, but his heart was in turmoil.

Lord Nagasaki, please accept my bow!

After entering the house, Nagasaki Motoyo took advantage of Hachiman's inattention to put the men's shoes from the entryway into the shoe cabinet on the side, and then came to the living room with a smile.