"You said your sister was a wealthy middle-aged woman?" Not just Utaha Kasumigaoka—even Yukino Yukinoshita felt an unbidden flicker of delight. So even that perfect older sister could be looked down on...
"Any young lady over eighteen is already fully ripe. Calling them middle-aged wouldn't be wrong, would it?" The younger Yukinoshita, who had not said it aloud but was secretly pleased inside, went silent. What the hell was that criterion of being over eighteen?
Eriri Sawamura: "Phew..." The little blonde seemed to let out a sigh of relief. If anyone over eighteen counted as fully ripe, then her mother should be safe. After all, if eighteen already meant fully ripe, then someone nearing forty like her mother should count as an elderly person, right?
Wait! Why the hell was she relieved? If being over eighteen meant fully ripe, then wouldn't Eriri herself become a middle-aged woman in just another three years or so?
What kind of bullshit standard was that?!
"So Sougo-kun really likes little girls, huh?" Compared with the others, Utaha Kasumigaoka felt she had suffered greater damage. After all, she was also considered an early-maturing type. Even among people her own age, she was often seen as the older one. While that did appeal to certain older-sister enthusiasts, if they went by someone's standards, wouldn't her prime last even less time?
"I told you, I'm not a lolicon..." Sogo Doma could only stress it again. "Besides, I've always been faithful. I'll always like beautiful eighteen-year-old girls..." Masuzu Natsukawa: "..." And this could be called faithful?
She now understood what it meant to be shameless.
"Doma..." The girls in the Service Club were clearly far more experienced in dealing with him than Masuzu Natsukawa was. "Do you think we should call the police, or should we call the