Yukino Yukinoshita felt rather stifled. In the past, her clashes with Utaha usually ended in her defeat. Of course, that wasn't to say the second young lady's sharp tongue was inferior to Utaha's—it was just that the other girl had even less shame. Whenever their verbal sparring reached a stalemate, Utaha Kasumigaoka would force Yukino to end the war with some explosive remark...
There was nothing to be done about that. After all, Utaha was so busty—cough, cough, fierce. With that incredibly suggestive figure, she looked like a seasoned veteran no matter how one looked at her. No matter how formidable the second young lady was, she still had to consider the gap between herself and her opponent—
After all, whenever Utaha Kasumigaoka got provocative, it always looked as though she were trying to drag the second young lady into her own area of expertise. Fighting on enemy territory was simply too disadvantageous!
But what had she just heard? Utaha was only a keyboard warrior? Didn't that mean all her past instinctive retreats had made her look utterly foolish?
"There's nothing I can do about it. There are so few cute girls around—where am I supposed to find someone to practice with?" Yet Utaha Kasumigaoka's next words made Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly realize something.
Ah~! The reason she had always backed down in the end was that this Utaha girl had been after her body all along...
Yukino Yukinoshita: "..."
Heh. Hehehe.
"That's... true," the second young lady answered reluctantly.
"Rather than having me answer, why not let Sawamura Goldie answer?" Fortunately, Utaha Kasumigaoka had no intention of pressing the attack just then.
"Huh!?" Hearing herself mentioned, Eriri froze for a moment before instinctively saying, "I told you, it's not Sawamura Goldie!"
"Then Eri...ri?"
Eriri Sawamura: "..."
Utaha was threatening her,