"This, this is..."
Perhaps Shaqiang had picked up on Utaha Kasumigaoka's inner snark, or perhaps it had been influenced by Hamjiro and Ham Saburo's resentment. Either way, Umaru's perfect disguise had developed a tiny flaw. From her head-bowed angle, the ORZ Eriri saw what Umaru had said upon coming home:
"Onii-chan, Utaha, I found another new game..."
Yep! The little blonde saw the game disc Umaru had taken out.
It wasn't really Shaqiang's fault. As a qualified artificial intelligence, it could distinguish between items that needed to be put away immediately—such as the socks and school uniform Umaru took off as soon as she got home—and trash that needed to be thrown out, such as the food wrappers and empty bottles Umaru left behind. Naturally, it could also distinguish things that had to be kept as supplies—
The game discs Umaru wanted to play, the manga she wanted to read, even unfinished snacks all fell into that category. They could only be dealt with after everyone in the house had gone to sleep or left.
That was why the game disc Umaru had brought out had been left behind. Normally, that would not have been a big deal. Plenty of people at the Doma Residence liked games, and Eriri, who had visited several times, would not necessarily make a fuss over it. But by sheer coincidence, the game disc Umaru had brought home was the root of all evil they had just played:
"Why is there a copy of Samurai Love here too?"
That left Lady Umaru, who had no idea what was going on, completely dumbfounded: ????
W-What was wrong with that?
Yukino Yukinoshita was also confused. Though Eriri had just exposed herself somewhat, hadn't she backed down again under Utaha Kasumigaoka's intimidation? Why was she now...
Reacting so