Does gravity make me stronger?

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Yukino Yukinoshita was speechless for a moment, then took out a very high-end-looking women's wallet from her canvas bag.

"How much."

"2000 dollars."

"Give."

The two exchanged money for goods.

Having done all that, Yukino Yukinoshita seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, while Hachiman walked out of the station nonchalantly and opened his umbrella.

With a whoosh.

As soon as I stepped outside, a torrential downpour began.

The rain showed no signs of letting up.

He expressed his sincere admiration for Yukino Yukinoshita, who was able to travel across two places to attend the performance despite the weather.

In addition, considering that Yukinoshita was a guest of the Starry Sky Club, Hachiman took it upon himself to act as a guide, carrying an umbrella in one hand and leading Yukinoshita into the shop.

Hachiman walked in silence, following the rules. On one hand, he wasn't an enthusiastic tour guide, and on the other hand, the heavy rain made him really in no mood for conversation.

At most, she would occasionally look back to see if Yukino Yukinoshita had lost track of her.

To him, Yukino Yukinoshita was just a somewhat mysterious fellow villager.

The mystery lies in why Hachiman felt she looked familiar, but this mystery isn't worth exploring.

Along the way, you can see marathon signs that have been removed lying on the roadside, like lonely balloons blown everywhere by the strong wind.

Because the weather was so bad, Hachiman had no intention of being a civilized citizen and could only let the signs fly everywhere.

only.

He did pay some attention to it.

Marathon finish line: Shimokitazawa Station.

So, Shimokitazawa is also a place that can serve as a marathon finish line?

Just as I was wondering what was going on, a runner in running gear actually walked past me.

Hachiman stared in disbelief at the contestant as the heavy rain quickly swallowed his departing figure, turning him into a black dot that disappeared into the distance.

Those athletes are really awesome.

...

When Hachiman arrived at the Starry Night Concert Hall, he was soaked to the bone; apart from his chest and hair, there wasn't a single dry spot on his body.

Yukino Yukinoshita's situation wasn't much better.

The once-clean black pantyhose, now mixed with rainwater and dust, clung tightly to her legs, giving them a very eerie color.

The wet shirt was almost transparent, revealing her skin tone. Fortunately, Yukino Yukinoshita was wearing a coat, which barely covered the glimpse of her skin.

Hachiman couldn't help but glance at it, then silently looked away.

Taking a look is instinct; not looking a second time is politeness.

I'm so awesome.

"Even though some people's eyes are clearly rotten, they still can't be honest at all."

The girl's cool voice drifted over.

Hachiman shrugged.

"Hey, did you notice?"

"Oh dear, Hikigaya-kun, you've inadvertently confessed. The goodwill I felt towards you for offering to lead the way has been completely wiped out by this one sentence."

Yukino Yukinoshita had a sly smile in her eyes, and covered her chest with her hands, pretending to be scared.

"You...you tricked me into telling me!"

"Whose eyes are wandering?"

"sorry."

After apologizing obediently, Hachiman opened the door and carefully stepped on the rug by the door to wipe away the mud and water stains from his feet.

Since the performance hadn't started yet, Hongxia, who was slacking off in the hall, heard the door open and immediately looked over.

"Hachiman, why are you soaking wet?"

Hongxia hurriedly took a dry towel out of the box and vigorously wiped herself like her mother.

Hachiman felt like he was a toy.

"I can do it myself. Ijichi-san, could you get her a towel too?"

"she?"

Nijika's gaze shifted and locked onto the girl behind Hachiman. Suddenly, she opened her mouth wide and stammered.

"Hachiman, I'm seriously starting to wonder if you're a jerk..."

"Huh?" Hachiman was completely confused.

"I'm sorry, I have absolutely no connection with Hachiman over there," Yukino Yukinoshita retorted with obvious disgust.

"That voice...you wouldn't happen to be Yukinoshita-san, would you?!"

Hongxia covered her mouth in disbelief, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing here?"

It seems that Goto Ichiri did not inform her teammates that Yukino Yukinoshita would be coming.

"Ijichi-kun, let's not talk about that now, let's talk about the towel."

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

Nijika hurriedly took out another dry towel and gently helped Yukino Yukinoshita wipe away the water stains.

With the towel over his head, Hachiman secretly cried out in his heart, "Why are you so rough when you help me, but so gentle when you help Yukinoshita?"

I protest!

[Protest invalid]

Finding the scene of the two girls wiping their bodies somewhat suggestive, Hachiman quickly dried his hair and walked towards a corner.

On the other side, Nijika was worried about what to do with Yukino Yukinoshita's soaked clothes: "Yukinoshita-san, why don't you wear our team uniform for now? There's a dryer in the store that can dry your clothes."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble..."

Yukino Yukinoshita seems to be struggling with whether or not to use something from someone else's shop.

At that moment, Hachiman's lazy voice came: "Ijichi-kun, can I buy a team uniform? I feel like I'll catch a cold if I don't change my clothes."

Hongxia paused for a moment, then happily replied, "Okay, 1000 yuan a piece."

So expensive...

Hachiman clicked his tongue and effortlessly retrieved the band's uniform from the warehouse all by himself.

He usually wears size L, but the band's uniforms run large, so he specifically chose size M.

result.

It's a bit tight when I put it on.

But considering that changing clothes would cost an extra 1000 yuan, this would undoubtedly be adding insult to injury for someone who was already poor.

then.

Hachiman forced himself to walk out of the warehouse.

In the stage area, Nijika was still wiping water stains off Yukino Yukinoshita when she caught a glimpse of Hachiman, dressed in the band's uniform and walking slowly out of the warehouse with a penguin-like gait. Nijika immediately chuckled.

"Pfft, Hachiman, your clothes are too small!"

Even Yukino Yukinoshita covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling slightly, but she still managed to hold back from laughing.

"Miss Ijichi, is it possible that Hachiman-kun likes to dress like this?"

"Maybe, hahaha, I can't take it anymore!" Hongxia held a towel in one hand and kept slapping the table with the other, like a seal that was overjoyed.

"Oh, is it really that funny?"

"It's not that funny, really." Yukino Yukinoshita wiped away the water stains from the corners of her eyes, which she couldn't tell were tears or raindrops.

You were clearly laughing; you never stopped!

Hachiman had an urge to change his clothes no matter what, but he held back for the sake of 1000 yen!

You can suppress your emotions, but you can't suppress the fabric.

Because the clothes were too tight, Hachiman felt a tightness in his chest, as if an invisible pressure was pressing down on him.

Could it be...?

Is this what it feels like for busty women to wear shirts?

I learned something.

You've learned something amazing!

Chapter 193, page 190: The Precarious Formal Performance

Since there was nothing to do for the time being, Hachiman sat in the corner seat, resting his chin on his hand and starting to daydream.

After wiping the water off Yukino Yukinoshita, Nijika led her into the warehouse.

About twenty minutes later, the two, now wearing loose T-shirts, returned to the stage area.

Because of her work, Nijika often wears T-shirts, so Hachiman didn't think anything of it.

However, when Yukino Yukinoshita put on the End Band merchandise T-shirt, Hachiman felt that this ordinary piece of clothing had suddenly become several levels more sophisticated.

In addition, since her pantyhose was already soaked, Yukino Yukinoshita simply took off her black pantyhose, revealing only her two long, snow-white legs.

A T-shirt on top and a short skirt on the bottom, showing off her fair legs—this girl-next-door style of dress surprisingly suits Yukino Yukinoshita quite well.

Hachiman couldn't help but take another look.

[I could admire those legs for a year.JPG]

I couldn't agree more.

Although her breasts haven't developed at all, her legs are very beautiful...

Pancreatic islets die in agony—

The sound, which seemed to come out of nowhere, startled Hachiman. He quickly looked away and pretended nothing had happened, burying his head in his phone.

"Yukinoshita-san is so beautiful. If possible, I really hope you can be our spokesperson." Nijika said with a big, doting smile.

"Sigh, could you please ask Ms. Ijichi to take your band more seriously?"

Yukino Yukinoshita covered her forehead in annoyance: "Also... could you please stop sticking so close to me? We're not that close yet..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

Hongxia hurriedly apologized.

Then, she prepared to take her to find Goto Ichiri. "Pochi-chan is in the practice room. Honestly, she didn't even tell us that Yukinoshita-san was coming."

"It's not her problem, it's what I asked for."

"what?"

Yukino Yukinoshita said coldly, "I don't want my arrival to cause trouble for your first performance. This trip is only for a commission."

After saying that, Yukino Yukinoshita glared at Hachiman, who was slacking off on the side.

"Right, Mr. Former Contact Person."

"Who knows?"

Hachiman shrugged and decided not to participate in their conversation for the time being.

"Shall we go to the rehearsal room together, Yukinoshita-san?"

"I'm sorry, it's not appropriate for me to enter your work area given my status. I will wait for you outside."

Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head, refusing Nijika's invitation with a serious reason.