As soon as Kitasan Black finished speaking, the surprise in T.M. Opera O's eyes instantly turned into the sharpness from before.
That gaze felt almost tangible. Daiwa Scarlet, Vodka, and Almond Eye all unconsciously turned their heads away, their eyes widening as they stared at Kitasan Black in disbelief.
Mikki Rocket lowered her head outright, clasping her hands together. Then she abruptly looked up, her eyes full of shock, staring blankly at Kitasan Black with her mouth hanging open, unable to make a sound.
As for Kitasan Black herself, her mind had gone completely blank.
In that moment just now, she had suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse. Without thinking much, she had simply said those things.
But she could not remember ever talking back to an elder or a senior before—especially not a renowned senior like T.M. Opera O, whom she had always admired so deeply.
H-How did this happen...?
What... am I doing?
What I just said... was so rude. If Grandpa and Dad found out, they would definitely scold me. Self-reproach and regret surged up inside her, leaving her flustered.
At that moment, T.M. Opera O nodded and spoke in a low voice.
"So, if I heard correctly, Little Kita—... no, Kitasan Black, you do not agree with what I just said?"
At those words, Kitasan Black unconsciously bit her lower lip and looked away for a moment.
Almond Eye and Mikki Rocket became even more at a loss. The two stood there awkwardly, their gazes wandering, their hands and feet seeming to have nowhere to go as they moved along with their swishing tails.
"...Ah, well—Little Kita probably didn't mean it that way, right?"
Daiwa Scarlet suddenly stepped forward, waving both hands as she said with a dry laugh.
"When people talk, there are bound to be