Chapter 423: Feeding Once Again
Amidst the shopkeeper's existential crisis, Hachiman and his group departed from the goldfish-catching stall.
It wasn't just the shopkeeper pondering life; even the other boys who had come to watch were in the same boat, especially when they witnessed Hachiman actually catching fish with a broken net, their faces filled with astonishment.
Clowning is actually me.
However, the kind-hearted Vignette expressed concern, "We caught so many goldfish, will the shopkeeper end up losing money?"
So, you really are an angel born into the wrong family.
Seeing Vignette's worried expression, Hachiman smirked and then reassured her with a smile.
"Don't worry, not everyone can come back with such a haul like us, and besides, didn't we all pay beforehand? Each of us paid 100 yen, even if everyone caught a fish, the shopkeeper wouldn't lose money."
Indeed, that was the case; Hachiman and his group had paid in advance. Even if each person caught a fish, the shopkeeper wouldn't be at a loss.
Moreover, not everyone was a cheat like him; encountering a few dummies, they could quickly earn back the money.
Leaving the goldfish-catching stall behind, the group continued to stroll around.
There were various games at the summer festival, including hooking water balloons and shooting air guns, but because they were accompanied by a large group of chattering girls, Hachiman was always the center of attention no matter where he went.
Of course, most of this attention came from the envy and jealousy of the boys who could only come out alone.
Arriving at a water balloon fishing stall, Hachiman once again displayed his exquisite skills, helping each girl catch a water balloon.
During this time, he received another wave of admiration from the children.
Not only that, but some girls, seeing how easily Hachiman could catch so many, couldn't help but complain when they looked at their boyfriends who couldn't catch a single one.
This only added to the resentment Hachiman received.
Clearly realizing that they were drawing too much attention, Yui felt a bit embarrassed and tugged at Hachiman's sleeve.
"Hikki, let's go eat something."
Since playing games easily attracted others' attention, eating something wouldn't, right?
"Eat something? Sure."
Upon hearing Yui's suggestion, Hachiman nodded. Truth be told, he wasn't fond of attracting too much attention either, but he couldn't help it; his outstanding abilities naturally drew people's focus.
"What would you all like to eat?"
It's important to note that summer festivals offer a plethora of delicious snacks, so nobody had dinner before heading out.
Alice's eyes lit up. "I want takoyaki, candy apples, and fried noodles!"
Having lived in Northern Europe, Alice was quite intrigued by these Japanese-lit specialty snacks. And it wasn't just Alice; even Erina's eyes showed a hint of interest.
Although Erina had always lived in Japan and attended many summer festivals, she used to go with her grandpa, watching the fireworks from a designated paid area, surrounded by bodyguards.
Moreover, due to the "elite education" her father had instilled in her since childhood, she believed that commoner cuisine was beneath her, so dishes like takoyaki were never part of her menu.
But things were different now. Under Hachiman's "guidance," she rediscovered that food knows no social status. Besides, she had the chance to attend the summer festival with Hachiman today, so she definitely wanted to give it a try.
With a smile, Hachiman spoke up, "No problem. Since there's still some time before the fireworks, feel free to pick whatever snacks you like. We'll explore together, and if you see something you want to try, just let me know."
"Mm-hmm." The girls nodded in agreement.
And so, Hachiman embarked on a food tour with the girls.
Though leading such a large group of girls made him a target for some single individuals' resentment, for the stall owners, Hachiman was undoubtedly the most welcomed customer.
Because every time he approached a stall, he brought a large amount of business to it.
Their first stop was at a stall selling takoyaki.
Seeing the stall owner skillfully flipping the octopus balls, Alice tugged at Hachiman's sleeve.
"Hachiman-kun, I want this."
"No problem." Hachiman nodded, then approached the takoyaki stall and addressed the busy owner, "Boss, nine orders of takoyaki."
With so many girls, one or two orders would definitely not be enough.
But it wasn't necessary for each person to have their own portion. After all, there were still many other things to eat later, and if they filled up on takoyaki alone, it wouldn't be worth it.
"No problem, just a moment, young man."
The stall owner was a jovial middle-aged man. After glancing at the large group of girls behind Hachiman, he gave him a thumbs up, showing an expression of "impressive," then got busy.
The owner's hands were very agile. In no time, the takoyaki balls were formed under his hands, sprinkled with bonito flakes and seaweed strips, and finally topped with mayonnaise. Plates of takoyaki were freshly served.
"Here you go, young man. Since you're buying so many, I'll throw in a few extra for you." Packing a total of ten portions of takoyaki, the owner gave a hearty smile.
"Thanks, boss."
Taking the takoyaki, paying for them, Hachiman nodded with a smile, then returned to the girls' side.
"Try some, everyone. Since we'll be eating other things later, I didn't buy too much. Share these among yourselves."
He handed over the bag of takoyaki.
The girls nodded and took the bag from him. Hachiman had bought ten portions, so even sharing between two people left them with plenty.
"Be careful, they're hot," Hachiman reminded them.
But before he finished speaking, he heard the foolish Satania exclaim, "Hot... hot, it's really hot!"
Seeing this scene, Hachiman felt somewhat helpless.
As the saying goes, patience is a virtue. There's no need to rush; nobody's going to snatch it away from you.
With Hachiman's reminder, except for the foolish Satania, no one else got burnt. They ate the takoyaki slowly, savoring each mouthful.
Each plump takoyaki ball, when bitten into, revealed tender and chewy octopus inside. Combined with the bonito flakes, seaweed strips, and mayonnaise, the flavor was savory and slightly salty. Though it didn't compare to Hachiman's cooking, paired with the festival atmosphere, it had its own unique taste.
But seeing Hachiman not eating, Komachi looked puzzled. "Onii-chan, why aren't you eating?"
"Well, I'm not hungry. You all enjoy," Hachiman smiled faintly.
Hearing this, Komachi pouted unhappily. "That won't do. It's a rare festival; Onii-chan should eat something to add to the atmosphere." Holding a toothpick with a takoyaki ball, she continued, "Here, Onii-chan, open your mouth, I'll feed you."
Naturally, Hachiman wouldn't refuse his sister's offer. He opened his mouth, and she fed him the takoyaki ball.
Seeing him eat it, Komachi's face lit up with a happy smile. "Is it tasty, Onii-chan?"
"It's delicious, thank you, Komachi," Hachiman mumbled with a mouthful of takoyaki.
Witnessing this scene, the girls' eyes brightened, and they immediately took action.
Yui, using a toothpick, speared a takoyaki ball, held it up with her hand, and brought it to Hachiman's mouth. "Ah, Hikki, try mine too."
Hachiman didn't refuse and accepted it into his mouth.
With someone leading, the other girls followed suit without hesitation.
Yukino: "Consider it a reward for you."
Yumiko: "Don't get the wrong idea; after all, it was you who bought the takoyaki."
Kotonoha: "Hachiman-kun, please."
Saeki: "Ah~ Thanks for your hard work, Hachiman-kun."
Utaha: "Have one, it's really delicious."
"..."
Almost all the girls fed Hachiman a takoyaki ball, even Gabriel and her friends didn't hold back.
Japan was a country that valued teamwork and camaraderie. If you stood out too much, you'd inevitably face ostracism. Besides, since Hachiman had bought the takoyaki balls, it was only right and proper to feed him one in return, both in terms of sentiment and reason.
And thus began a feeding frenzy that would astound passersby for the entire year.
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Chapter 424: I'm Just a Bystander Buying Fried Noodles
Seeing this large group of beautiful girls feeding the same guy, the surrounding people were naturally shocked.
"What's going on here? Is this guy the harem king?"
As they thought about how they were only wandering around the festival alone while Hachiman had so many beautiful girls accompanying him and feeding him, many guys felt a bit uncomfortable.
But it wasn't just them feeling uncomfortable; Hachiman also wasn't feeling great about it.
Despite the seemingly enviable situation of being fed by the girls, one mustn't forget the number of girls involved.
Almost twenty takoyaki balls had been fed to him one by one. Although each takoyaki ball wasn't particularly large, eating so many at once made Hachiman's stomach feel a bit bloated.
And he couldn't refuse, considering everyone had fed him already. If he refused someone at this point, it would seem unfair.
Hachiman wasn't the kind of person to show favoritism; in his mind, all the girls were equal. There was no preference.
After all, he was a man aiming to have a harem. If he couldn't treat everyone equally, how could he expect harmony in the future household?
Since he had chosen this path himself, he had to persevere no matter how tough it got.
Thus, Hachiman accepted every takoyaki ball offered to him, regardless of who handed it to him.
After finishing all the takoyaki balls fed to him, Hachiman rubbed his stomach and let out a small burp.
Seeing this, the girls couldn't help but chuckle.
Especially some girls who knew about Hachiman's desire to have a harem couldn't help but feel a bit amused.
"Serves him right, he asked for it. Now he's getting a taste of his own medicine."
But even though Hachiman deserved it, the girls still felt a bit sorry for him, after all, he was someone they cared about.
"Hachiman-kun, are you okay?" Kotonoha asked with concern.
Indeed, Kotonoha was always so caring.
Hearing the girl's concern, Hachiman felt touched.
"Don't worry, Kotonoha, I'm just a bit full from eating too much. I'll be fine after walking around a bit."
Indeed, it was just some takoyaki balls. Although he felt a bit bloated now, a few extra steps would help him digest.
And as the saying goes, after a meal, walk a hundred steps, and you'll live to be ninety-nine.
Although he didn't know how long he would live, surely the longer, the better.
"Let's go, let's continue exploring. See if there's anything else you want to eat," Hachiman suggested.
The girls didn't refuse; they weren't satisfied with just one serving of takoyaki balls.
Passing by a candy apple stall, Hachiman once again dug into his wallet and bought each girl one.
The method for making this is straightforward: simply drizzle red syrup over peeled apples. Because of its sweet and tangy flavor, it's a favorite among girls.
After purchasing candy apples, the group continued their stroll. At a toy stall, the girls picked up some small umbrellas and masks based on their interests.
After some time, Hachiman's stomach felt much better. It was then that Alice spotted another stall selling fried noodles, and her eyes lit up.
"Hachiman-kun, let's try the fried noodles."
"No problem, I'll go buy a few portions. Wait here," Hachiman nodded and made his way to the stall.
With each of the girls holding quite a lot of items, while he was empty-handed, it made more sense for him to handle the purchase.
Approaching the stall, Hachiman noticed they weren't offering ordinary fried noodles but fried udon noodles. Perhaps due to its delicious taste, the shop seemed to be doing quite well, with many customers lining up.
Hachiman patiently waited in line.
As the line progressed, it was soon his turn.
It was then that Hachiman noticed another reason for the crowd. A petite girl with an unusually ample chest stood behind the stall.
She was probably less than five feet tall, so Hachiman hadn't noticed her while waiting in line.
This girl had short orange hair, wore red half-frame glasses, and had bright blue, lively eyes, giving off a serious vibe.
Seeing the customer, the girl behind the counter spoke sincerely, "Welcome to Ogata Udon."
Ogata...
Was that the name of her shop?
Hearing her words, Hachiman raised an eyebrow. He also noticed the girl's unchanging expression, appearing quite reserved.
And that voice...
It sounded a bit like Gabriel's.
Their heights were similar, both being less than five feet tall. However, the difference lay in the flat chest of the lazy angel compared to the girl in front of him, whose yukata bulged with abundance.
"Achoo!"
A lazy angel nearby sneezed, and Vignette, beside her, quickly asked with concern, "Gab, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just felt a little itchy in my nose. Probably someone's talking behind my back," Gabriel rubbed her nose, feeling inexplicably annoyed, as if she were being looked down upon.
Meanwhile, on Hachiman's side...
Retracting his gaze, Hachiman smiled and said, "I'll take five portions of fried udon, please."
"Sure, that'll be two thousand yen in total. Thank you for your patronage," the girl nodded.
Taking the money from Hachiman, the girl turned to a middle-aged man nearby wearing a white headband and said, "Dad, add five more portions of fried udon."
The middle-aged man chuckled heartily, "No problem, leave it to me, Rizu."
Dad, Rizu?
It seemed these two were father and daughter.
Hearing their conversation, Hachiman silently nodded.
After speaking with his daughter, the middle-aged boss held a spatula in each hand and skillfully fried the udon noodles on the iron plate.
In no time, five portions of fried udon noodles were ready.
The girl named Rizu wrapped up the five portions and handed them to Hachiman.
"Here are five portions of fried udon. Please take them."
"Thank you. Sorry to bother you, but could I have some more chopsticks? We have quite a few people," Hachiman said somewhat sheepishly.
"No problem, help yourself," Rizu nodded and then handed over the chopstick container.
Under the girl's calm gaze, Hachiman shamelessly took a dozen or so pairs of chopsticks.
At that moment, a male voice sounded in Hachiman's ear.
"Oh, Ogata-san, Sir you've set up shop already."
"Haha, of course, young teacher. As you can see, business is booming," the middle-aged stall owner laughed heartily while frying the noodles.
Turning to the source of the voice, Hachiman saw a boy wearing glasses not far away. Beside him was a red-haired girl in a yukata.
Seeing the boy, the girl named Rizu showed a rare change in expression, revealing a faint smile.
"Good evening, Nariyuki-senpai, Takemoto-senpai."
Glancing at Rizu, then at the red-haired girl beside the boy, Hachiman raised an eyebrow.
Their relationship seemed more than just casual.
But what does that have to do with me? I'm just a passerby here to buy some fried noodles.
After getting the chopsticks, Hachiman simply left the stall.
Returning to the girls' group, Hachiman held up the plastic bag and said, "I only bought five portions this time. Feel free to share them."
Glancing around, Hachiman noticed a nearby cold drinks shop with a few empty tables outside.
Pointing towards the cold drinks shop, Hachiman suggested, "Let's eat there and take a break."
The girls agreed with nods.
As they settled at the tables, Hachiman brought out the fried noodles.
Sitting next to Hachiman was Yukino, who glanced at him and then gently fanned him with the small umbrella she had just purchased.
Despite the evening setting in, the combination of summer heat and the lively festival atmosphere kept the air warm.
Noticing Yukino's gesture, Hachiman felt pleased. Though the breeze was gentle, it showed the girls' care.
Observing the sweat beads on the girls' foreheads, Hachiman decided, "You girls go ahead and eat. I'll get some drinks for you."
He stood and headed into the nearby cold drinks shop.
Soon, he returned with several bottles of juice.
Distributing the drinks, Hachiman was about to sit down when he heard admiration nearby.
"That masked woman is an incredible shot. We don't even know if she's pretty..."
"She doesn't miss a target, and all the good prizes are gone in no time."
"She's truly mysterious."
...
Following the voices, Hachiman found a shooting gallery nearby.
At the forefront was a tall, masked woman showcasing remarkable shooting skills.
Her accurate shots amazed the crowd.
As the masked woman continued, her long pink hair and braids hinted at her identity.
It was none other than the absent Mafuyu from tonight's festivities.