Perhaps because Sogo Doma had not pulled out a grand to gamble with, Masuzu Natsukawa not only failed to pull the trigger—cough, cough, failed to lift her skirt—but instead said sweetly, "Get lost!"
Her temper could not exactly be called explosive; it was just that no one had handed her a firecracker, or she would have blown up long ago.
"Tsk, tsk..." Fortunately, Sogo Doma was a warmhearted young man who enjoyed helping others and was never afraid to do so. Not only was he unafraid, he even chuckled. "Is that how you treat your benefactor? You were just calling me your boyfriend, and now..."
Before he could finish, Masuzu Natsukawa said, "Come to think of it, I only said I had a boyfriend. I never said you were my boyfriend, did I?"
"I didn't?" Sogo Doma thought it over carefully and realized that was indeed fucking true! Still, "Then why did you suddenly cling to my arm?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Masuzu Natsukawa scoffed. "You don't think hugging someone's arm makes them boyfriend and girlfriend, do you? Then if I hugged a kitten or puppy..."
Sogo Doma: -_-
Why did practically every girl around him somehow learn to twist logic without being taught?
"Is that so? Then when they called you sister-in-law..."
"Didn't you say I owed you a favor?" It had to be said that once girls entered full unreasonable-argument mode, their combat power rose dramatically. Masuzu Natsukawa was a perfect example. "If we're being precise, I repaid that favor at the time."
"Repaid it?"
"That's right..." Masuzu Natsukawa nodded. "Think about it: if people mistook me for your girlfriend and I denied it, who would have been embarrassed?"
Sogo Doma: (￢_￢)
It definitely would not have been him.
"Of course it would be—"
Before he