More often than not, Sogo Doma had no idea whether he should mock Kotaro Katsura's bizarre train of thought. In any case, even if he did, the other guy would never listen...
"So, married women are your thing, right?" he said.
Elisaki: "..."
Huh!? Mr. Katsura had a thing for married women? Then...
"I don't have a thing for married women..." Kotaro Katsura said seriously as well.
"Hm?" Sogo Doma tilted his head.
"I simply can't bear to see girls who have laid down their weapons get hurt!" Kotaro Katsura clenched his fists. "I'll protect those who have laid down their weapons."
Sogo Doma: "..."
In short, he really did not want to deal with this guy.
Not even as a useful pawn...
"Zura, I've got soup simmering at home. Let's talk another day..."
Kotaro Katsura, who had just finished explaining his ideals, froze: "..."
He reached out a hand.
"W-Wait, Sogo!"
Stopped by him, Sogo Doma asked in confusion, "Is there something else? Some kind of challenge..."
He glanced at someone named Elisaki.
Elisaki: "..."
She was trembling and did not seem to dare move.
"That secret weapon of yours wasn't planning to duel me, was she?"
Elisaki: "..."
Mr. Katsura, it wasn't that she was useless. It was just that the guy in front of her had tricked someone into crashing into a car the first time they met. It had been utterly tragic! M-Most importantly, even now everyone still said it had only been a traffic accident. A fucking traffic accident!
"Elisaki still possesses a merciful heart, even though she came equipped with such terrifying missiles..." Kotaro Katsura said regretfully.
Sogo Doma: "..."
What the hell were "terrifying missiles"?
"Unlike Shinomiya, whose chest weapons looked weak at a glance, yet she had such incredible courage..."
Sogo Doma: