Heroine!
Heroine!!
The second young lady's words unexpectedly felt perfectly natural, and it was precisely that sense of naturalness that made Utaha Kasumigaoka take notice—if, at first, she had merely suggested on a whim that Yukinoshita become her heroine, then now she had to admit that Yukinoshita could absolutely become a heroine adored by the masses...
"So, when Yukinoshita deals with someone better than herself, she tries to surpass them?" However, just as Utaha Kasumigaoka was observing the second young lady, Sogo Doma spoke up.
"Isn't that exactly what I do?" Yukino Yukinoshita asked in return.
"Mm..." Sogo Doma nodded. "That's true. Then let's suppose something happened. What if Yukinoshita had once run into a whole group of Yukinoshitas..."
"What do you mean, I ran into a whole group of myself?" The second young lady felt like rolling her eyes.
"Will you let me finish?" Sogo Doma shook a finger. "If everyone around you only wanted to surpass one another, could you make friends?"
"Of course..." After answering instinctively, Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head. "Unfortunately, that situation is simply impossible. When most people face someone better than themselves, all they think about is dragging that person down into the mud..."
"But hasn't that already started happening in the Service Club?" Sogo Doma countered. "Eriri, would Mashiro's artistic skill discourage you enough to give up drawing?"
"How could that happen?!"
"Utaha, do you think Yukinoshita is cute?"
"I seem to recall someone saying that cuteness was insignificant in the face of sexiness..." Utaha Kasumigaoka puffed out her chest.
Yukino Yukinoshita: "..."
Damn it, so what if she was flat?
"Then Yukinoshita, would you be jealous because Utaha's chest is bigger than yours?" This was Sogo Doma, ever skilled at rubbing salt into wounds.
"Who cares about something like that?!" Yukino Yukinoshita