Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Author's words: New books to collect

Chapter 1: The Little Congressman and the Little Idol

The Chiba Citizens' Fireworks Festival is held every year at Makuhari Beach, which is not far from Inage District. It only takes more than 20 minutes by JR line or bus. It is considered an annual traditional event in Chiba City.

People within the Tokyo living circle will gather here today. Last year, it received 300,000 tourists, and a total of 23,000 fireworks were set off over Tokyo Bay, which greatly boosted the tourism economy.

In the past few years, as a new generation of politician who symbolizes the "progressive force" of the Liberal Democratic Party, Yawata has attended many such events as a representative of the parliament, acting as a smiling tool.

However, the situation has changed subtly this year. Especially after his problematic speech a few days ago, no one in the party notified him for a while, which gave him a good opportunity to slack off and spend time with his girlfriend*2.

The topic has gone off topic. Although it is not far away, considering Hachiman's "celebrity effect", if he and Yukino and the others were photographed taking the subway and the photo was posted on Twitter, he would be on the rise the next day. At least according to his plan, he cannot rise to the sky for now.

It’s better to drive the newly bought Crown by Yukinoshita’s family.

Yukinoshita Haruno was very disdainful of this and laughed at him for driving the car like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Then he drove away in his privately modified yellow BMW.

In fact, when choosing the car, even Yukino looked down on it, mainly because it was loved by Yukino's mother, who said that it was low-key, steady, elegant, luxurious and classy, ​​and driving it was both respectful and impolite.

And Hachiman, the son-in-law, Hikigaya, praised Yukino's mother for her taste, which was truly at the fifth level.

Life of a gigolo is so hard, sob.

It is recommended to put “heartache” in the middle.

Hachiman dropped off the two girls near Makuhari Messe and let them go in for a walk first. There were many people driving there, so he had to find a place to park.

As a result, we were stuck in a traffic jam in front of the parking lot, so we opened the window and asked the security guard.

"There was a girl who was supposed to perform at a concert but she ran out for some reason and was discovered by fans, who blocked her way."

Hachiman made a “tsk” sound. That was why he was against holding any small live performance at the fireworks display.

In order to satisfy the hobbies of the uncles in the aquatic and forestry industry who like to see young girls showing their armpits on the stage, the people in the executive committee have worked very hard.

A group of male and female students holding cheering signs ran past his car, seemingly chasing someone of theirs.

Don’t they know that the noble and cold idol for whom they emptied their wallets and waited in the sun and rain may turn around and be enjoyed by a congressman in his sixties or seventies?

As the saying goes, an eighteen-year-old bride and an eighty-year-old groom, white hair against red makeup; a pair sleeping together in a mandarin duck quilt, a pear tree overshadowing a crabapple tree.

In order to ease the discomfort of being stuck in traffic, Hachiman thought maliciously.

After finally parking the car, he found that the group of crazy fans were still making a fuss. He just passed between two cars and ended up getting hit by someone.

Hey, the men in Tokyo really can't stand this kind of humiliation. Today I will let you see what the spiritual civilization construction of Zuan is.

When I opened my eyes, I could feel the soft and warm flesh in my arms, and the bright yellow hair that smelled faintly of sweat.

Can the sweat of a beautiful girl be called sweat?

That's juice!

"Senior?" The other party recognized Hachiman and said with a slightly surprised but relieved tone.

"Ning is the angel with dirty hands?" Hachiman responded reflexively.

Idol - Isshiki Caiyu did not forget to complain: "Senior, did you get hit on the head and go crazy? Don't worry, I will take responsibility and support you."

"My custody is now in the hands of a 40-something-year-old woman. It's better to give up on her daily rich woman's happy meal."

I am very expensive now and I can’t afford to support myself.

Hachiman patted his head, jumped out of the Glass Shrine channel, and looked at Isseki in strange clothes in front of him.

Wow, the armpit witch, those old guys in agriculture and forestry really understand.

Really fragrant.

"Long time no see, Isshiki. The last time we met was at the Tourism Ambassadors' Club..."

"Let's not talk about this for now. Senior, help me hide for a while."

The rapid breathing and tone, the tiny beads of sweat sliding down the forehead and the flushed cheeks, and the high-intensity patrolling fans walking over, it turns out that the culprit is you.

He couldn't help but sigh and put the suit jacket he had prepared for the two girls on Isshiki's head.

Then he pressed her against the car window.

If we were to evaluate the growth trajectories of the girls that Hachiman knew—

Yukino hasn't changed much except for her height.

Yui's figure is getting bigger than Village Dairy.

Just one color feather, and in the few interactions we had, the more I felt that she looked like a piece of pork belly.

The taste is just right, with just the right amount of fat and lean.

"Senior, your eyes show that you are thinking about something very rude."

She is no longer old enough to be called a girl, but her puffed cheeks still have the unique charm of a JK.

"Shut up, they're coming." Hachiman's cheek was also hidden in the coat, only a few centimeters away from her cheek, and he could even feel the warm breath of her breath.

"I clearly saw Isshiki-chan running here just now..."

"Damn it, I really want to touch Isshiki-chan myself."

"Hey, do you think that looks like......?"

Hachiman's heart couldn't help but start beating fast, and he complained in a low voice: "If I get discovered, and if your... Yukinoshita-senpai sees it on Twitter tomorrow, I'll really die."

In fact, what he wanted to talk about was Yui.

"Will Yukinoshita-senpai beat you up?"

"No, she will cook for me."

He was forced to eat it all, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

And there was an old lady waiting to pick up the rich woman's happy ball and wash it for him.

Hachiman changed his position and hugged Isshiki tightly, only to hear the person behind him make an unhappy "tsk" sound.

"Let's go and look near the seaside."

Hearing the footsteps slowly fading away, Hachiman let go of her, then carefully pulled her out.

"Where were you originally planning to go?"

"I have a performance at Makuhari Messe today. I was supposed to come here in the agency's car, but... um... someone forgot about it."

Isshiki said with some difficulty in speaking.

When she hurriedly took the bus (she had no money to take a taxi) over, she was discovered by fans and caused a series of commotion, even though the performance time was almost up.

"Someone didn't call you on purpose."

"As expected of a senior, you really understand."

Hachiman rolled his eyes. He was being bullied pitifully. Why did he only use his power on me?

"Well, I debuted the shortest time, but somehow I became the Chiba Travel Ambassador. It's normal for people to envy me."

The local little idols really have a hard time.

Seeing Isshiki's shocked expression, he continued, "Why do you look like 'how do you know that?' After all, I was the one who recommended you to Norin, so I am also responsible for this matter."

Hachiman took Isshiki and walked slowly into Makuhari Seaside Park. He picked a fox mask from a nearby vendor and put it on her.

More and more people poured into Makuhari Seaside Park, and their pace slowed down.

There were scattered vendors selling goods on both sides of the road, some people were beating drums and playing the shamisen next to the wild cats.

Inside the venue, there were fireworks, and outside, it was as lively as attending a shrine festival.

Isshiki was held by Hachiman's arm, feeling the warmth of his palm. Her expression could not be seen because of the fox mask covering her.

Time was clearly passing by and she was about to perform, but she hoped that time would pass more slowly.

When I came to my senses, I stopped.

"here it is?"

Before they entered, a security guard stopped them and said unhappily when he saw the two young lovers trying to sneak through.

"Hey, don't barge in. This passage is only for guests who have purchased VIP seats."

Hachiman was pulled here by Yui temporarily, so naturally he didn't have a ticket.

He handed over his congressman ID and shook it: "I have some urgent business to go in. I will explain it to the executive committee later."

The security guard's expression changed instantly. He didn't expect that there would be such a young congressman. He hesitated for a moment, bowed slightly, and his tone became polite.

"Mr. Congressman, please come in and have a nice evening."

This is a country with distinct classes and strict hierarchy. Even though Hikigaya Hachiman now seems to be able to step on anyone in the parliament, compared with the working class, the status of local tycoon Yukinoshita or city councilor is like an insurmountable chasm.

The simplest thing is that if Hachiman casually complains to the people in the executive committee that the security guard is ignorant, this uncle will lose his job. Who can he complain to?

Whether he was willing or not, when he decided to take on Yukino's burden, he had already stepped into the world of the privileged class.

This is a threshold that an ordinary Japanese family might have to rely on sweat and luck for several generations to cross.

From then on, his life parted ways with that of other classmates.

At the age of 25, Hachiman Hikigaya embarked on a path he had never imagined before.

In front of Makuhari Messe, Isshiki pinned the fox mask next to his forehead.

"Senior, do you want to go backstage with me? There are many beautiful ladies changing clothes, and there is also me."

Isshiki said this half-jokingly, but there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, but Hachiman shook his head, just like he did several years ago.

"There are still people waiting for me, come on."

Isshiki lowered his head for a moment, then immediately raised it again, forcing a smile: "Senior, do you still remember the secret I taught you about waiting for girls?"

"You can't say 'I've been waiting for a long time'. You should say 'I just got here too'. Remember that."

Gently, before Hachiman could react, he felt a little wetness on the side of his cheek.

"What do you think of the new lipstick shade, Senior?"

Hachiman didn't know what to say, and after checking that there were no strange people around and noticing, he knew he would be in trouble if he bumped into a reporter, so he glared at her.

What is my little sister thinking? She just wants to lust after my body.

Isshiki shook his head and sighed, "Ah, hate it, hate it, Senpai has really turned into a dirty big shot. He has lost all his charm."

"Yes, yes, yes. For a little idol like you, as long as I beckon, someone will send you to my bed."

"Ha, she's obviously a married woman, are you too proud or is Yukinoshita-senpai too weak to hold a knife anymore?"

"We agreed not to mention marrying into the family..."

..................

..............

"Um, Isshiki, Yukinoshita and I...are getting engaged, even though we just graduated."

"Ah... um... I know... Yui-senpai told me..."

"That's... that's it."

"Um......."

"I heard you're going to debut?"

"Look at me."

"what?"

"No, I didn't say anything."

Author's words: The current plan is to update twice a day, on time at 12:00 and 5:00 every day. I hope everyone will collect, recommend and reward it.

Chapter 2: Xiaoxue's Mother

While Hachiman was helping (hooking up) (three) and (pairing) with (four), the two girls had already walked around in Makuhari Park.

There was a box of fried noodles and apple candy in Yui's hands, and she still looked unsatisfied.

"Yui, you ate too much. Didn't you have dinner in the store?"