Utaha Kasumigaoka was stunned. "???" Well, anyone who heard Sogo Doma claim that the arranged marriage was actually revenge, then saw everyone else nod along seriously and even tell Sogo to apologize, would probably be shocked, right?
Why? Because it really was revenge. Meanwhile...
"Apologize?" Sogo Doma shot back. "Why should I apologize?"
"Because you took Umaru and ran away from home..." Toshiro Hijikata glanced at him.
"I told you, when scholars do it, it isn't called running away from home. It's called pursuing an education. Pursuing an education, get it? How can pursuing an education be called running away from home?"
"But judging by the circumstances..." Toshiro Hijikata ignored his sophistry. "You took Umaru and ran away from home. Don't forget, Lord Gui Long..." At this point, Hijikata stopped. Some things could only be understood, not spoken aloud. Those who got it, got it; those who didn't would only invite disaster by knowing. So, having cut himself off, Hijikata gave Sogo a look that said, Stop pretending. We all know what's going on.
"..." Naturally, thanks to the tacit understanding they had built over the years, Sogo Doma understood what Hijikata meant. That was also one of the reasons he wanted to kill him—or rather, make him die of social embarrassment. Heh, how could he possibly be a siscon?
He just doted on his little sister a bit more, that was all. Siscon? That had nothing to do with him. Absolutely nothing! On the contrary, the old man in his family was a bona fide daughter-doting fool. If Sogo hadn't been keeping an eye on him, who knew how spoiled Umaru would have become!
Unlike now, when his adorable little sister was merely a little lazy, a little dried-fish-like, and a little dependent on him. But putting all that