This eighth-grader syndrome girl wasn't simple, even if there was nothing wrong with her!
Watching Rikka Takanashi make such a solemn declaration, Yukinoshita Haruno had nearly bowed down on the spot and asked, "Master, what is your plan?"
Of course, it was no wonder Haruno couldn't sit still. Rikka Takanashi had seen at a glance that Yukinoshita and the others weren't human... Ahem, weren't the originals. Combined with that outfit of hers—a heavy dark aesthetic and an unconventional eyepatch—she clearly didn't look like an ordinary person.
What? Eighth-grader syndrome? Could someone with eighth-grader syndrome spot Yukino and the others' problem at a glance? Could someone with eighth-grader syndrome know a guy like Sogo Doma? Someone with eighth-grader syndrome...
It was only because the girl seemed quite familiar with Sogo Doma that Yukinoshita Haruno suppressed her urge to bow. With an acquaintance present, he had to be more useful than a stranger like her, right?
Thud... Sure enough, Sogo Doma greeted her in a very familiar manner.
Yukinoshita Haruno: "..."
What the heck was that hand chop? No, it might not necessarily have been a hand chop. It was probably a means of communication between masters. It had to be...
"Ugh..." After taking a hand chop, Rikka Takanashi naturally clutched her head. "You bastard, that hurt! Are you trying to start a fight?"
Yukinoshita Haruno: "..."
Though she had guessed the outcome wrong, the girl's reaction clearly proved her other guesses right. They were already talking about starting a fight! A fight!!?
"I have absolutely no intention of doing that..." Sogo Doma shook his head. "Hey, I need to ask you something..."
"Phew..." Yukinoshita Haruno let out a breath of relief. Looks like Doma was rather wary of this girl too? Except...
"You bastard! You can't just attack whenever you feel