Hachiman Hikigaya's Misfortune (Second Update, 8k)

"I see—" Hachiman nodded, "Pfft—Hahahaha—"

Perhaps feeling that it would be even more embarrassing to leave Hachiman knocking on the door outside, Suzune Horikita opened the door and let him in after she was angry.

"You said you wouldn't laugh at me," Suzune Horikita, locking the door behind her and immediately starting to complain.

"I understand, I understand." Hachiman raised his hands in surrender.

Analyzing the phone call from Horikita, it's possible that she specifically mentioned the intelligence of sea turtles in her story, which was an analogy for her.

She also mentioned that the sea turtle couldn't flip itself over, which means she encountered a problem or difficulty.

But.

I never imagined that someone would get their hand stuck in a kettle in this day and age.

You know, he washes kettles every day and has never encountered this kind of thing.

I'm dying of laughter.

"Ahem... So why did things turn out this way?"

Since the incident has already happened, there's no point in asking why. However, Horikita also felt that it was stupid of her to have gotten herself into this situation, so avoiding the topic wasn't helping her. Horikita is a very unique person, and in situations like this, directly exposing her most embarrassing parts usually makes her feel better afterwards.

"... Would you believe me if I said I slipped while washing the kettle and that's how I ended up like this?" Horikita said with a straight face.

Is that so?

Hachiman nodded, indicating his belief.

As an observer of humanity, I immediately drew a conclusion.

So when she was washing the kettle, she noticed that the kettle was about the same size as her hand, and suddenly remembered seeing news reports of people getting their hands stuck in kettles and not being able to lift them, and she wanted to laugh at those people.

Then I suddenly started trying it myself, and that's how I ended up looking like this, completely unpresentable.

Mama mama.

Horikita, after studying too much, really does do stupid things like this.

Hachiman grabbed the front of the kettle and pulled it forward, but Horikita was also pulled over.

"..."

It is indeed a bit tight.

"If you can't pull it out yourself, it means it's stuck very tightly. Have you tried using soapy water?" Hachiman said, releasing her.

"I've tried it," Horikita said dejectedly.

That's why Horikita's body is a little damp now.

When Hachiman pulled Horikita's water bottle over, he also brought her over with him, inevitably touching her body. He could indeed feel the wetness on her clothes.

She is a very independent person, and she will solve problems as soon as they arise. Although she only called him a few minutes ago, it means that for some time before that, she had been working hard, holding the kettle by hand.

What a pitiful child.

"Soapy water is enough, and since you can put your hand in and pull it out, you should be able to pull it out as well." Hachiman stroked his chin.

"..."

Suzune Horikita remained silent. Because that was simply the truth.

It can't be pulled out.

"Poor child..." Hachiman sighed, but then he suddenly said, "However, because your hand is stuck right now, your fighting power is very low, right?"

"What you up to?"

Horikita's eyes immediately filled with vigilance.

Because.

It was only then that she suddenly realized that with her left foot injured and her right hand stuck in the kettle, her resistance was practically zero.

Now, this is his own private room with excellent soundproofing, but Hachiman is of the opposite sex.

A genuine member of the opposite sex.

"No," Hachiman said. "We're partners, aren't we?"

"Besides, I have no feelings for you. If I marry you, you'll definitely make me work in your family's shop, and I can't stand that."

"..." Horikita.

Horikita felt this wasn't a safe excuse, but regarding this person, Suzune Horikita thought that rather than discovering that she was a beautiful girl with a weak immune system, the other person would definitely consider the future.

Hachiman wants to be a stay-at-home dad, he naturally doesn't want to inherit her family's shop.

Suzune Horikita seemed somewhat relieved.

Knowing that the girl had an extremely strong sense of pride, Hachiman immediately set about helping her. "Since it's impossible to pull her hand out using techniques, the only option left is to use violence to destroy it."

He lifted Horikita's hand and gestured slightly.

"I'm thinking of destroying this kettle and buying you a new one. There's no simpler solution right now," Hachiman said.

"..." Horikita remained silent.

She had already tried all the feasible options herself, and in the end, she gained nothing but exhaustion.

So, destroying the kettle is the only option left now.

"But—does this mean we need to send someone with a chainsaw or something?"

Horikita recalled a horror movie she watched as a child, which featured a scene of someone using a chainsaw to cut open a kettle. However, this required considerable skill, otherwise one's hand would be ruined. Besides, most people wouldn't dare to use a chainsaw.

"Or perhaps it was the use of pliers or something similar."

Use pliers to pry open the kettle.

However, the spout of the kettle was already firmly wrapped around her arm, leaving no room for the pliers.

They are in a predicament.

"Then let's test the soapy water again. I can tell you're a little scared," Hachiman said. "And it's probably because it's inconvenient for you to use one hand, so you couldn't pull it out properly before."

Horikita did not refuse.

When she sought help from Hachiman, she thought that if that didn't work, then the only option would be to have someone use a chainsaw, but she was indeed somewhat resistant to the idea of using a chainsaw.

So she didn't refuse, Hachiman led her toward her bathroom, but found that she was hopping around and because one of her hands was covered by a kettle, she couldn't maintain her balance at all, and was walking slowly and crookedly.

So he had no choice but to step back to her side and lift her up by the waist.

"Hey!" Horikita was startled.

Because no matter what, it's normal to feel nervous when suddenly hugged by a boy.

"You're walking too slowly," Hachiman said knowingly.

Moreover, he felt that he was already quite adept at picking up girls.

Profound.

Sure enough, such a strange thing as falling in love would never happen to her.

But Horikita thought differently.

Then Horikita gave up resisting and was carried to the bathroom by Hachiman. He lifted her arm, which was covered by a kettle, and Hachiman first wet his hands, then applied soap, and then began to apply it to the skin where her hand and the kettle met.

"It itches so much—"

"Just bear with it."

After thoroughly moistening the water, Hachiman poured more water little by little between Horikita and the kettle.

"Get going." When she felt it was about time, she grabbed Horikita from behind. This wasn't to take advantage of her, but because she was worried that Horikita would fall due to inertia when the kettle was pulled out, and with her injured foot, she wasn't someone you could trust.

"Mm." Suzune didn't refuse. She was just straightforward and not clueless, so she knew that Hachiman was protecting her.

Bang!

Luck did not leave them. After doing so, Horikita experienced a moment of pain, but her body instinctively leaned back, only to be blocked by Hachiman.

"Phew." She breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the kettle was finally pulled out. The sealed right hand was freed.

"Gurgle—" At this moment, a strange sound came from the faucet.

"The water supply has probably been cut off."

Hachiman said.

At this moment, Qing carried her out again, dried her hands with a towel. "It seems there's something wrong with what you said."

Hachiman said, "His arm has turned slightly blue, so it definitely wasn't from when he was washing the kettle this morning."

"...It happened last night," Suzune said, trying her best to keep a straight face.

Because it's a very shameful thing.

I'm dying of laughter, there really are people this stupid.

And yet, I was trapped for a whole day by a mere kettle.

However, Hachiman still considerately massaged her uncomfortable right hand.

"Um—" Horikita found Hachiman's technique quite comfortable, but Horikita was still a little embarrassed. "Thank you this time... But... why are you being so... um... so nice to me?"

Because your clothes are super transparent right now, you're constantly giving out "fan service," what can I do?

Hachiman is already desperately fantasizing about marrying Suzune Horikita in the future, and then the terrible life she'll make him work as the head chef in her family's shop to resist the temptations of the present.

But.

I probably shouldn't tell her that. Hachiman suspects he'll be kicked down with his uninjured foot.

"This is what your brother asked for," Hachiman said. "Didn't he ask you to study by my side before? Now that I've achieved my goal of being promoted to Class A, Chabashira-sensei has fulfilled his wish, and I've received the points reward, but you don't want any."

So isn't it reasonable to be a little accommodating to the silly things you might do?

Is that so?

These words immediately deflated Horikita, because they implied that she was still quite useless.

"But how did you come up with the idea of putting your hand in the kettle?" Hachiman curiously.

"I just felt that we shouldn't do it this way." Since this had already happened, Suzune Horikita no longer hid it. "But I wanted to test it out."

"I understand, I understand," Hachiman said. "It's like seeing a sign on a light bulb that says 'Don't put it in your mouth,' so I just wanted to test it out."

"So actually, seeing you do it like this, I'd really like to try it too," Hachiman said. "Like this—"

Hachiman took action, but his hand hovered in mid-air above the water bottle.

"I would never do that," Hachiman said.

As her fingers regained their senses, Suzune tried to stand up, but only then did she realize that she was wet.

Looking down, I realized that I had splashed too much water on myself while trying to get the kettle out that morning.

My clothes got wet instantly.

"..."

"..."

Then she suddenly remembered that Hachiman's gaze hadn't been on her face since the beginning; she'd always thought he was looking at her hands, but now...

Chapter 187 Hachiman Hikigaya's Disaster (Second Update, 8k views)

Suzune Horikita finally realized that she seemed to have exposed herself.

"Don't look!" However, Horikita pushed him with a force that seemed to come from nowhere.

"Hello!"

Hachiman suddenly cried out because Horikita's push had actually gotten his hand stuck in the kettle.

"..." Hachiman.

"..." Horikita.

The air seemed to fall silent for a moment.