"Although Sawamura said she accidentally mixed up the teacher's manuscript with the club assignment and mistakenly handed me the manuscript, would an ordinary person really make that kind of mistake?" Hayakawa Mana explained, trying to prove her point. "Besides, the club assignments were collected on the spot. Surely Sawamura wasn't reading the teacher's manuscript while completing her club assignment, was she?"
Sogo Doma: "..."
She hadn't been reading it, but she had been drawing it!
Even as he complained inwardly, Hayakawa Mana spoke again. "At this point, there is only one explanation for Sawamura's actions: she deliberately handed the manuscript to me."
Sawamura Eriri: "..."
Eh!? Th-that actually did seem to be the case.
"Wait, why would I do that?"
"Does Sawamura really want me to say it?" Hayakawa Mana narrowed her eyes.
"Of course!"
"Then I'll be blunt. Sawamura must have discovered my work, Fatherly Love Is Like a Mountain, hidden in my schoolbag. From that, you inferred that I was the teacher's fan, and then deliberately handed the teacher's manuscript to me..."
"Wait!" Sawamura Eriri hurriedly interrupted. "Why would I do that?"
"Because Sawamura also wanted to be in the same club as Doma?"
"Why would I?"
"Obviously..." At that point, Hayakawa Mana suddenly fell silent and looked toward Sogo Doma. "If you aren't one of those dense male leads, then you should understand why Sawamura did that, right?"
Sogo Doma: "..."
He completely failed to understand what high school students in this country spent all day thinking about. Back in the Celestial Empire, teachers would take turns chewing them out for this crap. He understood what she meant, though—wasn't she just trying to say Eriri liked him?
But that little blonde liked him? Don't be ridiculous. Those assumptions were all based on the misunderstanding that he was