Sogo Doma was a man who wandered along the edge between life and death. Cough, cough—let's put that in plain language. He liked testing the boundaries of self-destruction, watching the exasperated looks on other people's faces. How should he put it? Most people's happiness was built on someone else's suffering. Just imagine what expression Yukinoshita would make when she couldn't stand someone—no, when she wanted to kill someone but couldn't do anything about them.
Anyway, Sogo Doma found it immensely enjoyable.
Of course, to pull that off, he first had to make sure the Second Miss didn't come to hate him—or even ignore him. So whenever she was nearing her breaking point, he could swiftly change the subject and calm Yukinoshita's fury that way. It was incredibly difficult for ordinary people to do that, but Sogo Doma understood very well what others cared about most. As long as he used that as the topic...
Take Shizuka Hiratsuka, for example. Sogo Doma had long known that she had called him out while seething with anger, intending to give him trouble. But once he threw Taihei out as bait to redirect the conversation, hadn't the hot-blooded female teacher followed right along with his lead?
Cough, cough. Well, bringing up Taihei had indeed been his original intention; changing the subject had merely been convenient. It wasn't as if he feared Shizuka Hiratsuka's iron fists. Even if she actually attacked him, she would be the one at a disadvantage. But still, if it meant falling out with Taihei—or letting Umaru see his unsightly side—it simply wasn't worth it...
Still...
Sogo Doma glanced at Shizuka Hiratsuka, who seemed to be thinking yet remained silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help saying, "Ms. Hiratsuka, Ms. Hiratsuka, what do you think of my suggestion just