A battle royale—ptooey, a love-rival battlefield! Sogo Doma had originally thought that someone as handsome and witty as him would never end up in such a situation. Who would have thought things would never go as planned? How could Mai kick him right from the start?
He privately believed it was Mai Sakurajima getting back at him. Wasn't it just that he had danced with her? Wasn't it just that he had seen her in a bunny-girl outfit... Hey, hey, bunnies might be cute, but their poop stinks!
Of course, Sogo Doma wisely kept those thoughts to himself. His incredibly strong sixth—or perhaps seventh—sense told him that saying bunnies' poop stank would very likely put him in danger.
And Utaha too—he hadn't said anything at all, okay? How had she somehow learned to step on people without anyone teaching her?
And she and Mai each had one foot on him. If he tried to dodge, the two of them might end up stepping on each other instead!
Sogo Doma couldn't understand why Utaha was getting so worked up either. Mai was just a little cuter, a little sexier, and... Once he thought it through carefully, he felt rather awkward. It seemed there was nothing wrong with Utaha getting angry.
"Why should I explain my relationship with Sogo..." As cold sweat formed in his heart, Utaha Kasumigaoka said, "Shouldn't you be the one explaining what relationship a big star like you has with Sogo?" Even when yielding ground, Utaha Kasumigaoka would make sure she held the advantage.
"Me?" Mai Sakurajima was stumped by the question, but then said, "Doma is my boss in name—no, not just in name. My management contract is under his name."
"I see..." Utaha Kasumigaoka smiled. "So you're merely working for Sogo too. What right do you