"Hero saving the damsel in distress..." Umaru Doma seemed intrigued. "Onii-chan, didn't you say that whether a hero saving a beauty ends well depends on the person? If he's handsome, it's 'this little woman has no way to repay you except by giving herself to you'; if he looks like a donkey, it's 'I'll repay my benefactor by serving as an ox or horse in my next life'..."
At those words, Utaha Kasumigaoka's expression turned into this again: →_→
She even said, "I see. I just wonder, after Sogo saves a beauty, will someone offer herself to him, or will she promise to serve him as an ox or horse in her next life..."
Was that even a question? Sogo Doma felt insulted. Still, to avoid being called narcissistic by these two, he decided not to answer. Besides:
"Weren't we talking about Umaru?"
"Huh?" Umaru Doma froze. "How did this become my business? Weren't you discussing the plot?"
Sogo Doma: "Eh?"
Hadn't he just been refuting the claim that this dumpling hadn't joined a club because she had to take care of him?
"We were discussing the plot..." Utaha Kasumigaoka said while he was still bewildered. "It's just that Sogo seems more concerned about why Umaru-chan didn't join a club..."
Umaru Doma: (￢_￢)
No, Onii-chan didn't care at all about why she hadn't joined a club. He just wanted to use the fact that he had joined one to place himself on a lofty pedestal--
That was it, wasn't it, Onii-chan?
"..." Naturally, Onii-chan could read his imouto's expressions—Sogo Doma had already realized that his dumpling had probably guessed what he was thinking, so he said, "Ha, haha, let's discuss the plot instead..." Why did this dumpling have to be so clever? How was he supposed to stand on a