"Ha... ten percent off?" The facts proved that Hachiman Hikigaya, who had thought he and Sogo Doma were the same kind of person—or at least thought alike—had been thinking too much. At the very least, his idea of destroying the world was vastly different from what the other person had imagined.
Sogo Doma restrained himself from reaching for his arsenal... It couldn't be helped. Hachiman Hikigaya was only planning to have Tobe and the others pretend to be yakuza. In his words, vicious yakuza were far more frightening to bratty kids than teachers.
The reasoning made sense, but...
"Even if these guys are basically playing themselves, what the hell does that have to do with destroying the world?" Sogo Doma had thought the other guy had noticed his irritation through those dead-fish eyes and suggested something so interesting to curry favor with him. Who knew it would only be a ten-percent discount?
The high school students had no idea what he was thinking. Blond-haired Tobe was still grumbling inwardly: What did he mean by playing himself?!
If he was supposed to be yakuza, shouldn't he at least carry a knife? Even a kitchen knife would do...
"Um, Doma, Tobe may have dyed his hair blond, but he isn't..." Hayato Hayama even tried to explain on his behalf.
"Tut, tut..." Before he could finish, Sogo Doma shook a finger and chuckled. "No need to explain. Ordinary people can't pull off golden hair..."
Blond Miura: "???" What about her?
Come to think of it, the guy in front of them could barely count as blond too, couldn't he?
"Listen, blond hair is the same as yellow hair, yellow hair is the same as NTR, and if you want to NTR someone, you first have to be good-looking. Do you think this guy