Was Eriri ugly?
It wasn't the little blonde flattering herself. It wasn't as though she cared much about her appearance—after all, the moment she got home, she let herself go completely. She was an otaku girl who wore whatever felt most comfortable. If she truly cared about how she looked, she couldn't possibly act like that. Compared to other girls, she was probably something of an oddball.
Fortunately, Sogo Doma didn't know what the little blonde was thinking. Otherwise, he definitely would have told her, You call that an oddball? Then what does that useless imouto of mine count as? If they were really comparing laziness, the little blonde wouldn't even qualify as an amateur in front of Umaru Doma!
But...
No matter how little she cared about her looks, Eriri was still quite confident when it came to her appearance. After all, hadn't she been rated as one of Toyogasaki's six school beauties? What was more, she might not even have been ranked sixth!
But no matter how confident she was, the person asking her was Sogo Doma!
Eriri had no reserves left in front of that guy. Doujin artist, veteran otaku girl, poor judge of character, and so on—anyway, that guy's mouth had never once made Eriri feel good. What was more, she wasn't even the only one he had roasted. Even Yukinoshita-senpai couldn't escape his sharp tongue—
Even Eriri had to admit that the second young lady was the cutest girl she had ever seen. Of course, that wasn't to say other girls' looks couldn't compare to the second young lady's. The most important thing was her temperament—her temperament!
Utaha Kasumigaoka wasn't any worse-looking than Yukinoshita-senpai, right? But in Eriri's eyes, that big-breasted woman's bearing was merely so-so. She simply couldn't compare with the cool and aloof