"That's because you don't understand what a slippery old hag Shizuka Hiratsuka is!" Having seen through everything, Sogo Doma's eyes were filled with wisdom.
"Sogo..." Were we really not done with the old hag thing?
"Listen to me first. Other people might not know that the Service Club is basically Yukinoshita's personal club, but Shizuka Hiratsuka knows..." Before the other party could finish, Sogo Doma interrupted, "So even if she wanted to find some useful pawns, she'd only fool a few people into joining the Service Club to test the waters. After all, no matter how much you fleece sheep, you can't keep fleecing just one sheep, right?"
"Uh..."
"But now it's different. There are more sheep in the Service Club. She can fleece whichever one she wants a couple of times. Do you think the Service Club can still stay quiet under those circumstances? Can we still be as leisurely as before?"
"..." The important part was that they could no longer laze around like before, wasn't it? This salted fish! Utaha Kasumigaoka held back her snark. "So?"
"So, I think the Service Club needs a new president. It'd be even better if we could establish a new purpose for its activities..."
"A new purpose for its activities? Even if Yukinoshita padded them, her chest couldn't produce that?"
"If possible..." Sogo Doma nodded. "Utaha, you haven't taken my side at all today..."
"Sogo..." Utaha Kasumigaoka suddenly smiled. "No, I'd better call you Trashgo instead. It can't be helped. I think it was already incredibly kind of Yukinoshita not to perish together with you back then..."
"..." Was it really that exaggerated? After falling silent for a while, Sogo Doma finally said, "Sure enough, this cursed kindness is why I lost the competition. Maybe I should leave out the latter