Yukino Yukinoshita Doesn't Hold a Candle to Me! Yukinoshita: !? 12k

But.

"I'll come again," Oreki said.

Shizuka Hiratsuka held that can of coffee, at a loss for how to respond for a moment.

Oreki walked out.

"Beep, beep!"

He took out his phone. The reason he had stepped out was partly because of it, too.

Iroha Isshiki had been messaging him nonstop just now.

And now she was calling him outright.

Considering Iroha's temperament, he figured she would likely call if she didn't get a reply, and a phone call would ruin the mood.

With that in mind, he chose a tactical retreat.

"Hello?" He answered the call.

"Brother, how did it go? I went to your classroom and found you weren't there. Did Teacher Hiratsuka really call you away?"

Iroha asked.

"What were you doing in my classroom?" Oreki did not answer right away.

"Well, I thought Brother didn't have any friends, so you'd definitely be eating alone, so I came to find you and comfort you a little."

Iroha Isshiki said.

Oh.

Oreki gave a slight nod. "So you've become every girl's enemy again, have you? You can only eat alone in class now."

"Th-that's so mean—"

"Waaah, it really is like that." Iroha Isshiki had originally wanted to deny it, but by the end she was about to cry.

Sobhu High School.

In a small pavilion beside the scenic fountain on campus.

"It's seriously so awful."

"Wasn't it just one wrong thing I said?"

"Did they have to isolate me outright?"

"Now I don't even have anyone to eat with."

Iroha Isshiki complained about her current social relationships, pretty much pinning all the blame on other people.

"Also, Brother, I want this octopus." Then she very happily started stealing food from his bento.

In the original work, Iroha Isshiki's relationship with her classmates was bad, too.