Cough... That wasn't wrong, either.
Hachiman forcibly held back his laughter.
According to what I had heard from Yuihama, compared to dating a guy herself, Ebina-san preferred watching guys date each other.
Hachiman rolled his eyes. Whenever he talked with Hayama or Ayaka, he would inexplicably feel as if someone were watching him from behind.
Whenever he turned around, he would find Ebina staring at him with blazing eyes.
There had been several times when Ebina caught Hachiman and Ayaka alone together, with Ayaka's face flushed bright red.
Ebina would simply spray blood from her nose in happiness and faint. After it happened several times, even the school nurse began looking at Hachiman strangely.
What was that supposed to mean? Tobe was completely baffled. As a thoroughly straight guy, he had no understanding of this new world.
It's nothing. Nothing important.
Hachiman shrugged, then suddenly realized that the guy before him had also been imagined by Ebina as something unsavory.
Especially when a sunny male god, the soccer club, and several men were constantly mixed together.
Once a fujoshi linked those words together, what sort of script would she create? Hachiman only had to think about it slightly before his chrysanthemum tightened, his body trembled, and his legs went weak.
Hachiman glanced at Tobe sympathetically. Tobe had no idea what terrifying beast was hidden beneath Himeka's sweet appearance.
Even if Himeka didn't agree, even if the butterfly effect had changed her mind, pure-hearted Tobe probably still wouldn't be a match for the well-read Himeka.
I wondered whether all that training from the soccer club could help your willpower overcome your prostate.
Hachiman had long since thrown his sense of decency out the window.
Ah, I should get going. I still have soccer-club training.
Tobe sat there for a while, but