"..." Utaha Kasumigaoka's eye twitched. What did she mean, it wouldn't just be resolved like that? It seemed Eriri's resentment ran deep. Then again, that made sense. Sogo had bullied that little blonde so badly on a daily basis, knowing full well she was a tsundere and still pushing all her buttons. It was—just too delightful.
Ahem, Utaha Kasumigaoka was just that devious!
Of course, the story could not possibly end as simply as Eriri claimed. Although she had heard about it through someone's manga and Umaru's smug retelling, as a writer, Utaha Kasumigaoka naturally understood how a story needed twists and layers to draw people in while conveying a message:
"Sawamura, flashy little underclassman, before you say that, could you let me finish the story first..."
As the saying went, those who kept company with vermilion turned red, while those who kept company with ink turned black. Influenced by a certain Doma, everyone in the Service Club had developed the unconscious habit of voicing their opinions immediately. Yukinoshita and the others had clearly been quite patient when listening to people in the past, but...
Ever since they had started arguing with Sogo Doma, they had realized that if they did not state their views right away, they genuinely could not out-debate him. After all, there was no absolute right or wrong in this world, and Sogo Doma was skilled at arguing with them from every possible angle. By the time he finished talking, it would probably be dark.
If they did not voice their opinions, they would have to go to sleep with a bellyful of anger from being argued into submission. Most importantly, although what he said was sophistry, it somehow always sounded reasonable and convincing, which was incredibly frustrating—Yukinoshita and the others had never seen anyone better