Fujino felt that Hakuba Saguru had made a very wise choice. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "Good thing you came to me. Otherwise, by the end of this, you'd probably have become a lapdog orbiting around Koizumi Akako."
"What's a lapdog?"
Hakuba Saguru clearly did not understand the terms from Fujino's previous life. "Is there something strange about Koizumi Akako?"
"There's nothing strange about Koizumi Akako herself. It's just that every man who sees her gets bewitched by her looks. She's practically a real-life succubus."
"In the Middle Ages, she'd definitely have been mistaken for a witch and skewered like grilled lamb. Sprinkle on some cumin, and you could eat the whole thing."
Fujino cracked a joke, then added, pondering, "As for the creature known as a lapdog... it's hard to explain. From the perspective of humanity's biological diversity, it's a species that has existed since ancient times."
"Simply put, it's someone who humbles himself to the absolute extreme for a woman, gets no response, yet still shamelessly keeps giving everything he has. It goes beyond mere liking—he might even throw away his life for her..."
"If he runs into a gold digger, it gets even worse."
"For example, he's like an ancient slave. Calling him a slave would be a bit insulting to slaves, though. In other words, he's as pathetic as a pug desperately wagging its tail at its owner without getting any reward at all."
"In short, that was what you looked like just now."
"..."
Hakuba Saguru did not listen too closely to Fujino's nonsense or his hellishly bad jokes. He just felt that something was off, as though Fujino had called him a dog.
Good thing I'm not like that anymore...
No, wait, wasn't he still calling me a dog?
Hakuba