"You should put your glasses back on," Hachiman's mother said. "You look much less attractive without them. The girls probably only think you're decent because you wear glasses."
In fact, when Hachiman's mother first saw her son, she had also felt that her daughter was right.
"Brother gives people a different impression at school."
"I usually think he's gloomy, but when he wears glasses, he actually seems pretty dependable."
That was the report her daughter had given after returning home from the Advanced Nurturing High School Cultural Festival several months ago.
In other words, her son had developed such a contrasting side after going to high school?
As it turned out, she had unexpectedly discovered that he actually suited glasses rather well.
But that made sense. If he was not good-looking enough, it would be hard for him to attract girls.
"Anyway, just as I said earlier, I won't interfere with you. Your father probably feels the same way. He'll come this afternoon, but it seems I'll have to leave the school shortly," Hachiman's mother said.
"Then help me take some things out of the school," Hachiman said.
"Oh?" Upon hearing that from her son, Hachiman's mother was suddenly wide awake. "You got your hands on money again?"
"—" Hachiman said, "Don't make it sound so bad. This school is just unique, and it gave me a few opportunities."
"There's still some time before one o'clock, so I want to take you to the Shopping Street to buy something. Your birthday is in a few days, right?" Hachiman said.
Oh, oh.
Hachiman's mother's eyes immediately lit up. Was he going to give her a birthday present?
She had always thought of him as a little brat, but he really had grown up now.
As expected, her son was dependable too.