Hachiman looked at the train platform, then looked at the signage saying that the next train would be arriving in five minutes. He heaved a sigh a second later, then turned towards his two companions with his signature glare. "...Why are the two of you here?"

"Yuigahama-san dragged me here against my wishes." At that, Hachiman gave a snort. If Yukinoshita didn't want to come here, then she wouldn't drove Yuigahama up against the wall and systematically destroy her reasons for participating in such a 'trifling activity'. It just meant she was playing hard to get. The half-mask on Yukinoshita's face slightly grew, and Hachiman narrowed his eyes at her for a second.

No matter how she tried to speak the truth, the mask doesn't lie.

"But, don't you think it's kinda weird that Hikki even has friends?" Hachiman turns his gaze towards Yuigahama, seeing an ever-shifting mist that covers her face. He scoffed. Another person to be cautious around. The rest of the people that he met only wore blank noh masks. For Yuigahama's to take form of an ever-shifting mist...it meant that she was a skilled manipulator, or a coward. Both options were unacceptable.

"Indeed, the act of Hikigaya-kun mentioning that he has friends would be enough for me to discredit the claim as a falsehood." Just one look from Yuigahama however, and she immediately caved in. I guess this should teach me that Yukinoshita has less power than she thinks. "...However, it would also be unfair to Hikigaya-kun if we were to simply assume such facts from the get-go. Thus, we must acquire sufficient evidence to either prove or disprove his claim."

Translation: We're stalking you because we never had faith in your claims.

Yet the fact that he spent the time on an early Saturday morning to come to the station wasn't enough of an evidence? As expected, they never really had faith.The horns of the train blared, its brakes slowly forcing the train to a stop. A hiss resounds through the air, coming from the train's brakes as it finally came to a halt, and a small puff of air came with the opening of the doors.

Hachiman immediately found him, stepping out of the cabin with the usual disinterest that the two of them shared. "Oi, Azusagawa!" Hachiman called, "Over here!"

Coal orbs collided against hazel eyes for a few seconds, before Azusagawa broke off, continuing on acting like he hadn't seen him. A frustrated sigh escapes Hachiman's lips, a familiar migraine coming to mind, and yet...he couldn't help but feel nostalgic. Fine. So that's how he wants to play it?

Hachiman took a deep breath before raising his voice. "Azusagawa Sakuta always stores his most risqué magazines in–"

"Hachiman!" Sakuta said, 'spotting' him in the crowd almost immediately as he and a girl that Hachiman didn't know made their way towards them.

"...So does he actually store them with you?"

"Yeah."

"Are you sure that it's not your own risqué magazines that you're storing?"

"Sakuta, nice to meet you again", Hachiman said in reply, holding out a hand to his friend. The brown-haired teen did the same, and as a gesture of camaraderie the two shook hands. Silence echoed in the air for a minute as their hands wouldn't budge away from the handshake, accentuated by the occasional shiver of their hand. Both their eyes narrowed at one another, increasing their grip on each other's hand until the girl with Sakuta had enough and pried the two of them apart.

"Men", she spoke with a roll of her eyes, garnering the same reaction from Yukinoshita and a giggle from Yuigahama. She held out her hand towards Hachiman. "Sakurajima Mai. I'm beginning to understand as to why both of you didn't want a meet up."

"EH!?" As usual, Yuigahama caught on immediately. "The celebrity!?"

"One and the same."

"Oh, uh...My name is Yuigahama Yui!" Yuigahama fell silent for a second, before she started digging through her purse. "Also, can I get an autograph...?"

Mai turned towards the other girl, who only indulged her with a nod. "Yukinoshita Yukino."

"You sure know how to pick them", Mai said, shooting a cheeky smile at Hachiman that reminded him a little bit too close of Sakuta. "I must say, I'm impressed."

"It'd be over my dead body before I even start dating one of them", Hachiman replied in his usual monotone, finally returning the handshake as he turned his gaze towards Sakuta. "I could certainly say the same for you, Sakuta."

The brown-haired teen blinked. "How'd you–"

"No mask."

Sakuta blinked, before turning towards Mai with wide eyes. Mai herself was staring at Hachiman with wide eyes of her own, and he coughed in order to try and steer the conversation back on track. "Until when are you guys staying here?"

"Tomorrow, at the very best." Mai replied, shooting Sakuta a glare before he could even speak. "I have a feeling that he's going to slack off again."

"Not just a feeling. It's practically guaranteed."

"Oh?" Mai raised an eyebrow, "And you'd know from personal experience?"

Hachiman nodded. "I see you've been learning a few things from him."

"What can I say? Sakuta's a handful, but I wouldn't trade him for the world."

"Mai-senpai..." Sakuta tried to speak up, but shot himself down when Mai nodded at him, patronizing. He kept silent, and instead shook his head. "Hachiman, mind giving us a tour? It's been a while since I've been here, after all."

"Sure", Hachiman replied, turning towards Yukinoshita and Yuigahama, both of them staring at him with gaping mouths. "...That means the two of you leave."

Yukinoshita opened her mouth to speak, but Yuigahama placed a hand over her mouth and began walking towards the surface with Yukinoshita in tow. Hachiman sighed, shaking his head at the both of them as he turned to look at his guests. "So, what do you want to know?"

Mai was the first one to speak up. "About those masks earlier..."

"You're correct." Hachiman let out a sigh and closed his eyes. Considering that she doesn't have a mask...well, that, and she's Sakuta's girlfriend, then I might as well say it. "I too, also have Puberty Syndrome."

At that, Hachiman let out a bitter smile. "And it seems like I never got over it. Just like Sakuta over here."

Both of them turned towards the brown-haired teen, who shot a glare towards Hachiman. The latter could only wince and look away, staring to walk back towards the surface.

Sakuta could only sigh and follow, even as Mai continued on berating him.