Shizuka Hiratsuka had only come to the boys' dorms looking for an excuse to escape, but she fell silent. What else could she do? What had entered her sight?
Not only was the shut-in Hachiman lounging around with those dead-fish eyes of his, he was also roaring at the blond-haired Tobe, who kept offering him drinks: "Your damn hair color is way, way too much of an eyesore!"
"Uwaah..." Yet Tobe, clinging to the other's leg, burst into tears. "I-I thought blond hair would look stylish... H-Hayama has it too..."
"Burp..." Hayato Hayama also let out a drunken belch. "T-Tobe, I never told you to dye your hair blond. H-Honestly, even if Doma hadn't said it, you look like a y-yakuza to me..."
"Uwaaaah..." Blondie Tobe cried even more heartbrokenly. "W-Why didn't you tell me that sooner, Hayama...?"
"T-Tobe, Hayama was just afraid of hurting your self-esteem..." The two who had barely spoken until now could no longer hold it in. "I-It isn't just Hayama who thinks you look like a p-punk. W-We think so too..."
"R-Right..." the other said. "T-Tobe, blond hair doesn't suit you. L-Look at Hayama, then look at that b-bastard from today. Putting everything else aside, the difference in looks alone is ridiculously huge." Sogo Doma: #^_^ Who were they calling that bastard?
"B-Bastard..." Before he could say anything, Tobe was the first to lose it. "I-Is the difference really that big?"
"B-Be bold. Turn that question into a statement..." As soon as he finished speaking, Hachiman chimed in from the side. "T-Think about how Miura and the others reacted the first time they saw that b-bastard..."
"..." Blondie Tobe fell silent. After a while, he said resentfully, "D-Damn it, those girls only care about looks. I-I thought Miura liked Hayama..."
"S-So..." Before he could finish,