"Wait a minute..." Perhaps the heavens had been unwilling to let kind-hearted Sogo Doma endure pain he did not deserve, or perhaps Honoka Kosaka had yet to figure out what was going on. Either way, she spoke up.
In Sogo Doma's eyes, she had vaguely taken on the bearing of a goddess—the goddess who had rescued him from the depths of misery!
It was not as if he cared about Mai-san and Utaha-chan stepping on him or pinching his waist, but he had to consider the implications—he had a feeling things would get dangerous if that atmosphere continued...
"Whether it's training or anything else, shouldn't you notify us beforehand?" However, Honoka Kosaka, whom Sogo had regarded as a goddess, was equally bewildered. "Besides..."
"Ah..." Facing the cult leader questioning him, Sogo Doma instantly knocked the newly promoted goddess off her pedestal. "Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm that free? Katsura, you called me over to help without even coordinating something this basic?"
"You never told me about any of this in the first place, did you?" Another bewildered face appeared on Kotaro Katsura.
"Who says I didn't?" Sogo Doma retorted. "Didn't I say I'd find professionals to help with the training? Do you think Mai-san isn't professional enough?"
"How could that be..." Before the members of Muse could say anything, Kyoko the maid beside them could no longer hold herself back. "If Mai-san doesn't count as a professional, then nobody does..."
"Kyoko..." Kotori Minami felt incredibly awkward. Why else? There was even one of Mai's rabid fans here?
"So this is what a professional school idol is like?" Even Honoka Kosaka, the cult leader, fell into thought at the sight. "S-such incredible influence..."
"Sorry..." Mai Sakurajima said, "but have you misunderstood something?"
"Huh!?" The members of Muse froze.