Crossover anime, Hachiman's childhood friend's growth diary

Just as Hachiman was about to take his water bottle out of his backpack, an orange-yellow packaging bag suddenly caught his eye.

"Ugh?"

"I remember that Hachiman really liked this drink, and then I happened to see it in the vending machine next to us, so I bought it."

Nagasaki Motoyo smiled shyly and handed over the MAX coffee.

"No, I'll go buy it myself later."

Hikigaya shook his head, and the girl, hurt by being rejected again, lowered her head.

Hey, why are you giving me that look...?

Seeing this, Hachiman's heart tightened, and he sighed before taking out the corresponding change from a hidden compartment in his backpack.

"You don't need to give me money."

Nagasaki Motoyo muttered something under his breath, but Hachiman wasn't the type to take advantage of small things. He forced the money into the girl's hand before accepting the can of MAX coffee.

"You just said that Teacher Xiaoba told us to go over and assemble, right?"

"Ah, um."

Hachiman glanced at the alarm clock hanging on the wall and struggled to his feet.

"Then let's go there now."

"Okay."

The two walked into the noisy hall one after the other.

Once everyone had arrived, the middle-aged teacher in charge of leading the group began to read out the precautions for this summer camp and distributed the group assignments for the next seven days to everyone present.

All the students were divided into five groups of five. Nishimiya Shoko and Hikigaya were in the same group, but Nagasaki Motoyo was in a separate group with another student.

"Let's get to know each other in small groups first. We'll meet here around 7 p.m. and then head to the movie theater."

The first day's schedule was very simple: get to know the group members and watch a film prepared by the school.

Of course, watching movies is not mandatory; if you don't like it, you can choose to do your summer homework in your room.

Everyone was there to have fun at the summer camp, so naturally no one would be foolish enough to bring their summer homework. Hachiman, however, had finished his homework in the first three days of summer vacation, so he quickly decided to find some excuse to go back to his room to rest that night.

"Hello everyone, my name is Eriri Sawamura Spencer."

"My name is Murata Madoka, you can call me Madoka. I love playing soccer and I want to be a soccer player like Tsubasa Ozora in the future!"

While Hachiman was lost in thought, the members of his group seemed to be starting to introduce themselves, centered around a blonde girl.

Nishimiya Shoko was also in the team, holding a notebook for communication.

"Hello everyone, my name is Nishimiya Shoko. I am deaf, so if you have anything to say to me, you can write it down."

She had a smile on her face, but this time, Nishimiya Shoko didn't force others to become her friends. Instead, she quietly kept her distance.

"By the way, isn't there five people in our group? Where did the other guy go?"

The boy named Murata Madoka looked around. At that moment, Nishimiya Shoko realized what was happening and nudged Hikigaya's elbow, pulling him back to reality.

"Ah, sorry, my name is Hachiman Hikigaya."

"Hmm, I didn't expect Hachiman to be here!"

Before Hikigaya could finish speaking, he saw the other two boys shrink back timidly, their gazes turning fearful as they looked at him.

This reaction was not unexpected. In fact, Hikigaya was more worried that others would not recognize him. Now, he could take this opportunity to get away from some troublesome things.

"Hello, Hachiman!"

While the boys kept their distance, Eriri took the initiative to greet them.

Those clear eyes sparkled like blue gems, showing no trace of worldly corruption. Eriri looked at Hachiman with those bright eyes, and the latter nodded indifferently in response.

"Hello."

Seeing this, the two boys next to her quickly pulled Eriri aside and began to teach her some "self-protection" knowledge.

"Sawamura-kun, you need to be careful."

"Oh, why?"

Murata glanced at Hachiman warily and said in a low voice:

"Don't you know? That guy named Hachiman is a delinquent. He did a lot of terrible things in his first semester."

“Yeah!” another boy chimed in. “We’re doing this for your own good! Do you know about Ishida Shoya in your class? He was bullied by Hachiman so much that he couldn’t take it anymore and asked the teacher to transfer him to another class.”

"Exactly, and there's Kawai from our class. She's usually so cheerful and gentle, but she bursts into tears whenever she talks about Hachiman. I really don't know what kind of horrific thing that guy did."

"No way?"

Eriri was still a little unsure. Generally, rumors circulating on campus are not very credible, as her father, a diplomat, had told her.

however.

However, seeing how serious the two of them were, Eriri, who originally wanted to be friends with Hikigaya, started to have second thoughts.

If that guy named Hachiman is really that rude, then I should stay away from him.

Nishimiya Shoko gleaned some information from the three's conversation. Just as she was pondering how to explain to her teammates that Hachiman wasn't that kind of strange person, Hachiman himself coldly remarked:

"Are you done talking? If you're done, may I leave?"

"Ah, I'm done."

After saying that, Hachiman left the hall without looking back. The two boys seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and their faces showed an expression of "I knew it."

"Hikigaya same shoes..."

Nishimiya Shoko watched Hachiman's departing figure with a sense of loneliness. She usually stayed in the classroom and rarely interacted with students from other classes, so she never expected that Hachiman's image in other people's eyes was so bad.

but.

Hikigaya-kun is definitely not that kind of person!

189 An Encounter in Miyazaki Prefecture

"Um, can I have something to say?"

Within seconds, Nishimiya Shoko made up her mind to clear Hikigaya's name. She first waved her hands to attract everyone's attention, and then raised the notebook in her hand.

however.

After the self-introductions, the elementary school students present seemed to have lost patience to continue the conversation and left the group to find their own friends.

Only the petite blonde girl remained, her beautiful eyes now fixed curiously on Nishimiya Shoko.

"Is there anything else?"

Startled for a moment, Nishimiya Shoko quickly snapped out of her daze and hurriedly turned to the next page of her notebook.

"Actually, Hikigaya-kun isn't that kind of person!"

Finding that Eriri didn't object, Nishimiya Shoko carefully wrote down her thoughts on Hikigaya in her notebook.

but.

Because those were all her subjective opinions, Eriri could hardly glean any useful information from them.

"Um, Nishimiya-kun, I don't understand what you're saying either."

"Sawamura-kun, please believe me!"

Eriri is confused. One side says that Hachiman is a delinquent who dares to hit even adults, while the other side says that Hachiman is kind-hearted and a very gentle person. So which side should she believe?

She rested her chin on her hand, and the two small golden pigtails beside her ears twirled in the air:

"In short, Nishimiya-san, are you saying that Hachiman-kun has been misunderstood all semester, and that he is actually a very, very good person?"

"Uh-huh!"

Feeling understood, Nishimiya Shoko nodded happily.

"Hmm, I don't really know what kind of person Hachiman is, but how should I put it, it seems like he doesn't really want to be around us."

Eriri turned her gaze and looked into the depths of the corridor.

In fact, her first impression of Hikigaya was not good; even though no one had provoked him, his eyes looked fierce.

Furthermore, besides his attitude towards Nishimiya Shoko, the guy's tone was also very cold, as if everyone present owed him money.

Seeing Eriri's troubled expression, Nishimiya Shoko understood that Eriri was probably hesitating. So, she boldly suggested that they go to visit Hachiman with Eriri this week.

Nishimiya Shoko naively thought that as long as students from other classes understood Hikigaya's kind personality, everyone would soon clear up their misunderstandings about him!

"sure."

Eriri agreed without hesitation.

...

In the hotel room, while the kids were still away, Hachiman continued to enjoy the spacious and comfortable space all to himself.

The afternoon until the movie screening was free time for everyone, but for safety reasons, everyone was required to stay in the surrounding area.

Actually, there's not much to do around here.

Even though we arrived in Miyazaki Prefecture, a popular tourist destination, the hotel booked by the school was located in an extremely remote area. It was not only far from the popular tourist attractions, but there wasn't even a commercial center nearby.

Perhaps some bastard embezzled the travel funds that were handed over?

Hachiman made this connection for no apparent reason.

After lying on the tatami mat for a while, clearing his mind, Hikigaya stretched and then took a light novel out of his suitcase.

He only brought three light novels with him on this trip. If he reads them too quickly, he'll probably be stuck with nothing to do before the summer camp ends.

Therefore, Hachiman plans to slow down and finish one book every two days, treating light novels as consumables to save time.

He opened his book, leaned back in the soft chair, and heard the students' noisy voices coming into the room from outside the window. Knowing that no one would disturb him for a while, Hachiman's mood immediately became cheerful.

Soon, the intensity of ultraviolet rays outside dropped considerably, and the noise outside disappeared without me noticing, replaced by the sound of cicadas chirping everywhere. I glanced at the time; it was still an hour and a half before dinner.

Hachiman planned to take this opportunity to go for a walk and scout out the surrounding terrain.

Stepping out of the hotel, I took a deep breath, and the unique scent of the forest filled my nostrils.

It must be said that although the location is remote, the air quality is still good. However, the problem is that it seems that only the air quality and the natural environment can be considered excellent.

Looking at the surrounding mountains and the warning signs that appeared from time to time along the way, Hachiman seriously suspected that he had been taken to a place isolated from the world.

Fortunately.

This anxiety did not last long. After walking a few hundred meters, a circular village came into view.

The houses in the distance weren't the small, single-family dwellings typical of the countryside; rather, they were pseudo-rural buildings that looked old but were actually newly built with very modern interior decorations.

In other words, this is a guesthouse specially built for tourists.

If you want to stay here for one night, it will probably cost you a lot of money.

Wandering through the various guesthouses, Hachiman gradually relaxed. Apart from not finding the vending machine that Nagasaki Motoyo had mentioned that afternoon, he was quite satisfied with the place.

After walking for a short while, Hachiman found a chair by the roadside. There were some insects on the chair, but it should be fine.

"Hey."

As soon as he sat down, he saw a wide open space in front of him. There were only a dozen or so students playing football on the artificial turf field. Four or five of them looked familiar.

Hey, you've already become friends with the local kids so quickly?

It has to be admitted that human children make friends incredibly quickly. Just a few hours ago they were complete strangers, and the next moment they can be playing football together.

Seriously, these kids' skills are terrible!

"The striker is dribbling into the penalty area, let's see how the opposing goalkeeper reacts... What? The goalkeeper has actually left the penalty area!"

Hello, is anyone here?

Just as Hikigaya was engrossed in imitating a professional football commentator's critique of a primary school student's terrible skills, a sudden voice from the side startled him so much that he almost jumped out of his seat.

Looking to the side, I saw a young woman I didn't recognize standing next to the chair.

Although it was evening, the temperature wasn't cold enough to warrant wearing a coat, yet the other person was wearing a thick mask, with their purple hair tucked into a baseball cap.

What bothered Hachiman the most was that the other person gave off a very discordant feeling.