Does gravity make me stronger?

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"Friday is your performance day, right? I didn't expect it to be at this time..."

Hachiman regretted his words as soon as they left his mouth; what was the point of saying such useless things at a time like this?

"It's alright, Hachiman. I've always been very healthy. Even with a bad cold, I'll be fine after a night's rest."

Whether Xiangzi's words were meant to comfort him or himself, Hachiman couldn't tell at this moment, and could only give a faint reply.

"Ah."

Hachiman sat down next to Shoko, intending to leave in a little while.

just.

"Squeak."

The outside door was suddenly opened.

Is it Xiangzi's father who has returned?

Hachiman's heart leaped into his throat, but quickly turned to anger.

At this moment, Hachiman really wanted to see what this trashy father, who could leave his sick daughter alone at home, looked like.

Heavy footsteps echoed in the living room, and a few seconds later, Hachiman saw the man's face clearly.

Xiangzi's father was a very tall and slender man, about 1.8 meters tall.

Furthermore, his eyes were exactly like Xiangzi's, but upon closer inspection, one would find that this man was beyond redemption.

His beard was unkempt, growing haphazardly like roadside weeds, and his lips were chapped, as if they hadn't been wet for days.

Those eyes, which should have been beautiful, were bloodshot and stared blankly ahead.

This man looked like a zombie from a TV series.

Even so, the other party is still Xiangzi's biological father.

Put yourself in the father's shoes: come home at night and see a single man with your daughter, especially since your daughter has a cold. In this situation, no normal person could stand it, right?

Unit-01's synchronization rate has reached 400%!

He seemed to hear such a voice in his mind, and he froze, staring silently ahead.

However, the expected outburst did not occur. Xiangzi's father merely glanced at the two of them indifferently before sitting down on a stool in the living room.

"Xiangzi, give me the money."

"Father..."

Xiangzi lowered his eyes, his sorrow evident in his expression.

Hachiman was initially bewildered, then stood up angrily: "Sir, your daughter is sick, didn't you know?"

"It's nothing serious, it'll be fine in a few days."

Xiangzi's father spoke casually, even taking out a cigarette to light it.

An unnamed rage was born in his heart.

Hachiman wanted to give his incompetent father a good scolding, but reason told him that venting his anger now would only cause Shoko more harm.

Therefore, Hachiman took a deep breath and slowly calmed himself down: "To you, what exactly is Toyokawa... Shoko?"

"She's my daughter, legally speaking, isn't she?"

"So what should you do when your daughter is sick?"

Upon hearing this, the man's gaze instantly turned icy: "Are you trying to teach me how to do things, with just a high school student?"

"I think that between a 40-year-old adult who relies on his daughter to pay off his debts and a high school student who relies on his parents to pay for his education, the latter has more potential."

Hachiman snorted coldly.

20-> 30

The gravity readings above the six men's heads suddenly increased significantly, indicating that they had been overwhelmed by what they had said.

"..."

Then, without saying a word, he took some change from the cupboard in the living room and soon returned with several bottles of wheat drinks.

The smell of alcohol quickly filled the entire room.

Hachiman wasn't actually that averse to alcohol, but he was quite displeased that his patients drank so recklessly in front of him.

Just as he was about to speak again, Xiangzi tugged at his sleeve and gently shook his head.

It seems she has given up on her father as well.

Fortunately, the man only drank for about ten minutes before leaving again because he had something to do, leaving the living room, which he had just tidied up, in a mess.

The bottle can be packed up and thrown away, but the smell of alcohol won't go away anytime soon.

Hachiman took a deep look at Shoko, who was resting quietly on the tatami mat, and then at the miserable state of the living room. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Want to come to my place?"

"Hey?"

Xiangzi didn't quite understand what he meant.

"These rooms aren't suitable for patients to rest in. As for the dormitory, it might not be suitable for them to stay for long, but it might be okay for a day or two."

When Hachiman said it, there was no strange meaning behind it; he simply couldn't accept that Shoko, who was sick, had to sleep in such a place.

"dormitory..."

Xiangzi wanted to refuse, but then he suddenly thought of something, remained silent for a long time, and then nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll pack up."

It's not far from Xiangzi's home to Yuqiu's dormitory, but it's not exactly close either. However, given Xiangzi's current condition, he definitely can't take the tram.

Hachiman took out his phone, ready to call a taxi.

"Taxis are too expensive, I'll just take the tram." Xiangzi couldn't bear to waste the money, but as soon as he said that, he weakly slumped to one side.

If Hachiman hadn't caught her in time, she might have fallen to the ground.

At this point, Xiangzi realized that his excuse had completely lost its persuasiveness, so he stopped insisting.

A short while later, the taxi arrived at the door.

"Drive carefully, my friend isn't feeling well."

Before getting on the bus, Hachiman gave a special instruction.

Aside from being expensive, Japanese taxis offer decent service.

The driver, wearing white gloves, nodded in acknowledgment, lightly pressed the accelerator, and drove smoothly all the way to the entrance of Haneoka Dormitory.

Haneoka Dormitory has rules that outsiders are not allowed to stay overnight in the dormitory, and students of the school are not allowed to stay in the dormitory for too long without application.

It was impossible to apply for accommodation at this point, so Hachiman hardened his heart and secretly took Shoko to his room without telling the dormitory manager.

This wasn't Xiangzi's first time in the Hachiman room, but the thought of staying there tonight made her face feel a little hot.

It must be because of a cold...

With this conviction in his heart, and with Hachiman's help, Shoko lay down peacefully on the bed.

Unlike the ordinary high school students living alone in the manga, Hachiman pays more attention to personal hygiene. His house is kept clean and tidy with no obvious waste.

The bed was made neatly, and there wasn't even a strange white tissue in the trash can.

Seeing this, Xiangzi couldn't help but smile.

The man he chose is quite reliable.

In addition, the pillow has a faint orange scent, which makes people feel at ease.

"You can rest here. I've prepared tissues, cold medicine, hot water, and other things. Contact me if you need anything."

After saying that, Hachiman walked out of the dormitory.

What are we supposed to do?

Xiangzi was a little confused for a moment, and then he finally realized that Hachiman was about to go out.

Are you going out to buy something, or...?

"Hachiman...!"

"Ok?"

As soon as Hachiman opened the door, he heard Xiangzi's anxious voice coming from the bed. He turned around and asked, "What is it?"

"Where are you going?" Xiangzi asked anxiously, clutching his chest.

"I'll just stay at the store for a day, but I don't know if Manager Ijichi will agree."

As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head, wondering if Ichiji Hoshika would actually kill him.

An employee took leave and then asked to stay overnight at the store. If the roles were reversed, Hachiman would have fired such a fickle employee long ago.

Um...

Ijichi Hoshika shouldn't be that kind of store manager, right? Probably, it seems, she shouldn't be...

Anyway, let me send a message first.

Just as Hachiman was racking his brains trying to figure out how to tactfully express his desire to stay at the shop for a day, Shoko's voice rang out again.

This time, her words completely immobilized Hachiman.

"Hachiman, you can come in and sleep with me..."

---Cut line---

Happy June! I went to the comic convention today and visited the cat booth.

Chapter 204, Section 201: Xiangzi: You're awake?

With a loud thud, Hachiman felt his entire body tremble.

He seemed to have heard something incredible...

Sleep together?

What do you mean? Is it like Nagasaki Motoyo?

Oysters! Oysters! Oysters!

This is far too stimulating for young people.

That morning, Hachiman was startled by Nagasaki Motoyo and was somewhat out of control of the situation before he managed to control his impulse.

The current situation...

Suddenly, a majestic angel appeared in his mind, reading the verdict to himself who had just wavered slightly.

"Hachiman Hikigaya, you intend to do something wicked. You've already committed suicide. Give up now and you still have a chance to live!"

At the same time, another little devil jumped out from the side, stabbing the angel with a fork, muttering: "Food and sex are human nature, but heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. Sword, come!"

The little devil and the little angel started fighting.

Normally, Hachiman wouldn't even think of this level, but...

It's all Nagasaki Motoyo's fault anyway!

While Hachiman was struggling with his inner conflict, Shoko's sorrowful voice was conveyed to him.

'I can't cause Hachiman any more trouble. If he doesn't want to stay here, I'll go back to my own place.'

Xiangzi's pride was much stronger than others, and she naturally could not accept this kind of usurpation.

When she said "sleep together," she simply meant sleeping in the same room, not in the same bed, and it didn't imply any further action.

Upon realizing this, the fierce battle between the two sides in Hachiman's mind instantly vanished.

Then go to sleep!

However, he worried that having a grown man next to him might disturb Xiangzi's rest.

You should know that Xiangzi is still sick.

"Um, won't my presence here disturb your rest?"

Hachiman answered in a soft voice, and this deliberate emphasis revealed to Shoko the distracting thoughts that had been swirling in his mind.