The world was going to hell; morality was dead!
Sogo Doma felt that these people were becoming more and more hostile toward him. What did they mean, it would be best if he stopped breathing too? Though going without breathing for a few hours would not be a problem, seeing how deeply everyone agreed with that sentiment, he...
"What about my heart beating?"
"As long as it makes you happy..." Yukino Yukinoshita sneered.
Sogo Doma: "..."
Who would be happy about that!?
"Having your heart stop beating wouldn't be so bad either..." Before he could speak, Utaha Kasumigaoka took over. "Even when he breathes, he can't even serve as an air conditioner. He might as well just stop his heart altogether."
"..." That was too much! Sogo Doma's lips twitched. "The one who told me to stop breathing was Yukinoshita..."
"Kasumigaoka..." Before he could finish, the Second Miss took over again. "This guy's breathing only increases the amount of carbon dioxide. If we're talking about usefulness, an air conditioner is far more useful than him."
Sogo Doma: "..."
Had he done something?
"Wait..." Fortunately, not everyone in the Service Club was targeting him. Masuzu Natsukawa could not help asking, "What was that about debuting as a manga artist?"
Though she had not meant to stand up for a certain Doma, no matter what, she had given him a brief chance to catch his breath.
Yukino Yukinoshita: "..."
Eh!?
She had gotten so carried away that she had accidentally exposed Mashiro. Would Mashiro care about this?
"I want to debut as a manga artist..." Of course Mashiro Shiina would not care. Once she had set her sights on a goal, she would definitely move toward it.
Eriri Sawamura froze at those words. Was that what one would expect from Mashiro-sensei? If