Who could stop a young samurai—cough, cough—a fun-seeker from seeking fun? Sogo Doma might have been a couch potato, but even couch potatoes needed entertainment to laze around in peace. Of course, when something required too much effort, he would at most watch from the sidelines. It was only because Hayato and the others had already regarded him as the Great Demon King that Sogo did not mind adding a little oil to the fire. Besides, he was not exactly a good person to begin with... Just thinking about how Hayato's group had turned pale, grown restless, and even... made the illicit thrill in his heart surge uncontrollably. Seriously, was bullying elementary school kids really something he needed to do?
Not at all, not at all...
"That girl is hanging around the adults again..."
"Ugh, she's disgusting..."
"Isn't it just because she has such an obedient-looking face?"
"She's obviously a traitor!"
"Exactly! She's supposed to be friends with Hazuki, yet she seduced Cangye, the boy Hazuki likes..."
"Only adults who don't know what she's really like would like her..."
"That blond big brother just now must have been fooled!"
"I heard she even seduced a teacher!"
"Why doesn't someone like her just die?"
"My mom told me to stay far away from her!"
"Haha, if nobody plays with her, what can she do? Still trying to seduce Cangye..."
"Should we find a chance to slash up her face?"
"Sure, sure..." ...After sending Hayato and the others away, Sogo Doma had eagerly anticipated what those people would do. Yet just as he waited for the fun to begin, countless malicious voices reached his ears: "..." As the saying went, if it had nothing to do with him, he could simply hang it high and ignore it. Such malice could not move