Meanwhile, Akimoto Yoichi and the others were still there.
Naturally, there was no way to continue the promotional activities under the circumstances.
The group was outside the Baseball Club's field. Akimoto Yoichi, Nishida Yuki, and Kitamura Mao were sitting on a bench.
Suzuran Ayano stood by the fence, watching the Baseball Club practice, while Kuroo Maya chatted beside her from time to time.
Everyone knew that Suzuran Ayano wasn't really watching the baseball practice at that moment.
Looking at Suzuran Ayano, who seemed utterly devastated, Akimoto Yoichi shook his head.
"Akimoto-kun, you're worried about Suzuran-san too, aren't you? Why don't you comfort her by letting her lean against your chest? You know, Suzuran-san only fought with Fukayama-kun because of you. This is your chance."
Oh, since she'd seen Nagase Kumari beside Fukayama Midori, she was calling him "Fukayama-kun" instead of "Midori-kun"?
Akimoto Yoichi couldn't be bothered to care about what Nishida Yuki called Fukayama Midori.
But he didn't like the way Nishida Yuki was needling him with that stirring-the-pot, framing-him tone, as if he were some kind of pervert.
"Get lost. What do you mean, because of me? If anything, it's because of you, isn't it? If you hadn't messed with me and the Student Council, none of this would've happened."
"Oh, Akimoto-kun, you shouldn't say things like 'mess with' to a cute young girl!" Nishida Yuki said with a foxlike grin. "Right, Mao?"
This girl didn't care what Akimoto Yoichi said at all. As long as she could get a rise out of him, she was happy.
"That's right. It's not very nice, Akimoto-kun." Kitamura Mao was naturally on Nishida Yuki's side. Then, with a perfectly calm expression, she said something outrageous: "You should say 'fuck you' instead. It's more tactful, and you can pass it off as a