She wanted to hit someone—no, she wanted to die. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it...
Though Sogo Doma had not said it outright, the implication in his eyes had been far too obvious. As an experienced veteran, how could Eriri not know what he meant?!
Yukino Yukinoshita, too, could only say he was clearly an expert. Ahem, she meant she could relate. Though she did not really care whether she was flat or not, she had been the first person someone had called flat-chested. Things like "the utterly unremarkable Yukinoshita" or "the straight-A Yukinoshita." What made Yukino grit her teeth most was that whenever he said those things, he deliberately never mentioned her chest...
That left the second young lady unable even to get angry. It was so excessive that even Utaha Kasumigaoka, who was always at odds with her, could not stand it anymore. "He really is an old master of passive-aggressive mockery..."
Even worse, Sogo Doma would often say at times like that, "Fine, your chest is bigger, so you're right."
So what if your chest was bigger? Wasn't Kasumigaoka just a little more well-endowed? Pah...
Ahem. Though the second young lady occasionally had thoughts like that too, clever as she was, she had long seen through Sogo Doma's scheme. He wanted to use this matter to stir up conflict between her and Kasumigaoka, so that they would no longer join forces against him in the future. After all, the facts had already proven that no matter how arrogant that Doma bastard was, he could not win against her and Kasumigaoka working together—
After the clubroom had been seized, the wise second young lady had recognized reality and mapped out the food chain. In truth, Yukino Yukinoshita had not wanted to use a