Does gravity make me stronger?

Does he expect him to meet her every week?

It's impossible to do that.

Hachiman, having abandoned his previous tough stance, became incredibly humble: "I'm sorry, let's just consider what I said earlier a joke. Can we cancel the bet? In the end, I did cheat, and I didn't really win against you."

This time, Kaguya Shinomiya was unwilling. She raised her chin, and the slight domineering aura she had shown earlier returned: "No, do you want me to break my promise?"

"No... how about this, you just give me 100,000 yuan."

“No.” Kaguya immediately rejected the idea.

"You..." Hachiman forced a smile, then after a moment, suggested again, "A friend of mine has a performance coming up, and you'd like to use this 100,000 yen to bring people over to see it, is that alright?"

"Your request is rather strange," Kaguya Shinomiya said after a moment's thought.

"So, is that okay?"

“Okay.” After saying that, Kaguya Shinomiya left her seat. “Let’s go, Hayasaka, I’m in a really bad mood today.”

“Yes, Miss.” Hayasaka Ai bowed slightly, then added Hachiman on Line and left the classroom with Shinomiya Kaguya.

Before leaving the classroom, the old teacher simply said something to persuade them to stay, seemingly not having much hope of them staying.

When Hachiman also got up from his seat to leave, the old teacher raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Are you leaving too?"

"Yes." Hachiman nodded.

Upon hearing this, a hint of regret appeared in the old teacher's yellowish eyes, and he murmured, "You are good at math, but your foundation is not solid enough. Why don't you settle down and study more?"

Hachiman did not answer, but simply nodded politely and left the classroom.

The old teacher shrugged, not taking it too seriously, and casually glanced at the enrollment information sheet on the table.

This one-day trial class was quite interesting. It was supposed to be for students of average ability, but not only did a kid from Haneoka Academy show up, but there were also two top students from Shuchiin Academy.

He didn't know how good the blonde girl was, but the black-haired girl's math skills were already far superior to most high school seniors.

As for the boy, as he himself said, his basic knowledge was indeed lacking, but his thinking was good.

A few minutes ago, when he came up to ask for the answers, he specifically explained how to do the last question, and there were almost no mistakes. If you continue, you will soon get the correct answer.

"It's a pity, Jiu. But teaching top students isn't very interesting. It's more interesting to teach a little less bright kids. After all, hard work can make up for lack of talent."

The old teacher was leisurely talking to himself, completely oblivious to the feelings of others.

The students who remained to work on their problems clicked their tongues in disapproval.

Damn it, who are you calling stupid?!

This tutoring center deserves to go out of business!

---Cut line---

I was wrong, I'll never write about passersby or side quests again (crying uncontrollably).

Regarding the book reviews, I'll delete them when they're featured on recommendations, but I won't delete them at other times.

Chapter 107, Page 105: Xiangzi: Master, please stop reading.

On Thursday morning, Hachiman, who had just arrived at school, received a message from Shoko.

Shoko Toyokawa: Hikigaya-kun, please come to the record department this afternoon!

Hachiman: Okay

After a brief exchange, Hachiman decided to set aside his time after school to visit the record store.

Speaking of which, the Starry Night performance hall is on the evening shift today, so it's okay for him to stay in the record department a little longer.

The day's lessons went smoothly, the only thing that bothered him was that the synchronization time had come, but Hachiman hadn't found a suitable binding partner yet.

If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off getting involved with that girl from Shuchiin first.

It's impossible for him not to regret it, but he made an agreement with the other party to pay 100,000 yen to bring some guests over to support the band after the band's performance.

I don’t know if doing this is good or bad. What if it gives Goto Ichiri and the others the illusion that they are very popular? Would that be bad?

Forget it, we'll talk about that later.

Without dwelling too much on yesterday's events, Hachiman headed towards the special education building after the school bell rang.

Arriving at the door of the record department's office, the classroom door was half open. Looking in from the outside, there was only one lonely figure slumped over a desk.

"Sorry to bother you..."

After entering, Hachiman casually greeted them, but immediately fell silent.

Xiangzi, unusually, dozed off in her seat, the sound of her calm breathing carried by the breeze blowing in from the window.

Her pale blue hair swayed gently, her face turned toward the door, and her crystal-clear, delicate, snow-white skin seemed to radiate light.

If I could, I would watch it forever.

At that moment, Hachiman suddenly realized that if he found the right angle, he could see the pink undergarments that were faintly visible under Shoko's school uniform.

This child really has no sense of safety at all...

Thinking of this, Hachiman couldn't help but adjust the schoolbag on his shoulder and carefully close the sliding door of the clubroom.

Perhaps it was this slight noise that disturbed Xiangzi, who was not yet sound asleep.

"Oh, it's Hachiman, good morning."

She greeted him softly, her voice slightly dazed, as if she hadn't fully woken up yet.

"Um, good morning."

Xiangzi yawned like a kitten, then shook his head and asked again, "Has the minister arrived?"

I didn't see her.

Hachiman casually tossed his schoolbag onto the empty seat and found a spot far away from Shoko to sit down.

However, Xiangzi immediately sat down next to Hachiman with her laptop in hand, and even showed a cute smile: "Hehe, Hikigaya-kun, do you want to see my latest work?"

"Is the piece finished?" Hachiman asked in surprise.

"It's almost done. There are still a few details that need to be adjusted. It's mostly finished, but the only regret is that we haven't found a suitable singer yet."

Hachiman stared at the familiar Windows 10 boot screen and pressed, "Aren't you... going to sing?"

To be honest, he still had some expectations for Xiangzi's singing.

Although Crychic's social media accounts have reposted many clips of band performances in the past, it's very rare to see Xiangzi sing along; he only occasionally joins in with a few lines during chorus performances.

Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head, seemingly having no interest in recording at all: "Me? I'm not a very good singer either."

'The main problem is that I'll be very shy...'

Are you shy?

What's there to be shy about?

Listening to Xiangzi's strange inner thoughts, Hachiman leisurely picked up his headphones, connected them to his computer, and pressed play.

The music I heard this time was somewhat different from the music I heard in the dorm last time.

Or rather, apart from the main theme being similar, other places have undergone earth-shattering changes.

The most obvious change is that the arrangement becomes much richer after the intro.

The sounds of piano, guitar, and bass filled the air; there were several different instruments that Hachiman could hear, all arranged in an orderly fashion, complementing each other beautifully.

Although it's just synthesized instrument sounds, it doesn't overshadow the beautiful melody itself at all.

"That's wonderful," Hachiman exclaimed sincerely.

"Works like these should be able to be sold."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Xiangzi smiled with his dimples and happily accepted his praise: "If possible, I would still like to have a live band recording, but unfortunately we don't have enough energy or budget."

At this point, Xiangzi sighed regretfully.

Finding a band to record is very time-consuming; just coordinating the performance at the recording site is a huge task, not to mention the post-production mixing and adjustments.

In addition, recording requires at least a professional recording studio, but renting a recording studio requires rent. The rent for even the most basic recording studio is at least tens of thousands of yuan per hour, which is an astronomical price for her who is poor and destitute.

In short, an ordinary high school student would never deserve such high treatment for writing songs.

"Indeed, it looks very troublesome..." Hachiman had originally planned to ask the End Band for help, but after checking online about the recording process and price of a song, he immediately gave up.

"By the way, what's the name of this song? Have the lyrics been written yet?"

"The lyrics are written, but the title hasn't been decided yet."

Before he finished speaking, Xiangzi handed him a brand new notebook, turned to the last page from front to back, and wrote delicate handwriting on it.

"early..."

Seeing that Hachiman was acting as if no one else was around and was about to read the lyrics aloud, Shoko shuddered as if she had been electrocuted and quickly tried to stop him.

However, it was too late.

"Wait a minute, don't read it out loud!"

"My heart blossomed the first time I saw you... Why?"

Xiangzi stood frozen in place, not uttering a word, only frantically fiddling with her hair. Her originally fair face was flushed with a rosy blush, like a ripe apple.

Hey, what's going on? How come you're already red before the fifth round?

Seeing such an expression and action, even the slow-witted Hachiman realized what was happening.

He slammed the laptop shut in the blink of an eye, then looked out the window as if nothing had happened.

Wow, the lyrics are so sweet!

Reduplicated words are disgusting...

Oh dear, you're blushing!

Go away!

Hachiman couldn't help but scratch his cheek; it was a bit too hot.

He understands; it's a little embarrassing to write love songs at this age, so please don't mind!

However, he really didn't expect that Xiangzi, who seemed like such an innocent and excellent student, would actually write such a straightforward love song.

Tell me, did you watch a sweet TV series last week?

Is it "Tokyo Love Story" or "Love Letter"?

"This is my first time writing lyrics, so I'm not quite used to it yet," Xiangzi said, his head bowed and his voice barely audible.

"Well, the lyrics are very touching, but there's a grammatical error. Ideally, both aspects should be well-developed..."

Before Hachiman could finish speaking, Shoko suddenly raised his voice and interrupted.

"Hikigaya-kun."

"exist!"

"Please shut up."

"Yes!"

Chapter 108, Section 106: Su Shi's Team Prepares for Attack

After the brief incident, Xiangzi quietly put the computer back into his briefcase.

[Fun fact: If you're bold enough to lift the hair behind Xiangzi's ear at this moment, you'll see that his delicate earlobe still has a faint blush that hasn't completely faded.]

No, why would I need to know this kind of obscure knowledge?

[Friendly Reminder: If you confess your feelings to Xiangzi now, the success rate is approximately 99.9%]

"..."

He kept resisting the system's tempting messages; if it weren't for his strong willpower, he probably would have already gone for it by now.

Ha, he won't fall for it.

Claims of a 99.9% success rate are nothing more than wordplay within an abstract system.

Hachiman steadied himself, forced a hand, and pulled a paperback book out of his bag, intending to distract himself.