Private Toyogasaki, Service Club activity room.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong..."
As the none-too-pleasant class bell rang, lunch break came to an end. Amid Shizuka Hiratsuka's despondent head-clutching, Sogo Doma once more stepped into the clubroom labeled "Service" but read as "Entertainment."
He hadn't been lying just now. The atmosphere in the Service Club had been getting stranger and stranger lately. Ako Tamaki and Kasumigaoka were fine, but something was seriously off about the atmosphere between Yukinoshita, Mashiro Shiina, and a certain Little Golden Retriever. He was obviously such an outstanding person, yet Yukinoshita often looked at him with cold eyes—or rather, as though she were looking at trash. That was very wrong!
Sogo Doma thought it over carefully and decided the problem couldn't possibly lie with him. After all, aside from frequently mocking her flat chest, often teasing her for treating Mashiro like her daughter, asking who the father was, and a whole series of such things, he hadn't done anything at all. How did any of that make him trash?
And Yukinoshita wasn't the only one with that look. Even Sawamura, that Little Golden Retriever, seemed to have picked it up from her. He had clearly just been offering suggestions for her doujinshi—such as how a blonde heroine with twin-tails absolutely had to have those tails tied up, or how her breasts were obviously way over the limit...
Those had all been heartfelt suggestions, yet Little Golden Retriever Sawamura had learned Yukinoshita's signature look too. What was more, even Mashiro sometimes said, "Sogo, you're a bad guy."
Whenever he thought of that, Sogo Doma felt the situation becoming clear—someone was smearing his good name. He didn't know who it was, nor did he have any evidence, but his sixth sense told him his guess was definitely right. As for the culprit...