Private Toyogasaki, rooftop.
Trust between people probably really did not exist anymore, Sogo Doma mused, seeing as no one believed him whenever he told the truth.
Why was Masuzu Natsukawa so distrustful of him?
Still, disbelief aside, the little white-haired girl had followed Sogo Doma up to the rooftop because:
"Believe it or not..." After failing several times to trick Masuzu Natsukawa into selling herself out—and even making her count the money afterward—Sogo Doma, being the slacker he was, had lost interest. "Just remember what you said. If you ever use me as some kind of shield again..."
Before he could finish, however, the little white-haired girl said, "Do you really think I enjoy doing that? If it weren't for... Forget it. Anyway, there definitely, absolutely, definitely, absolutely won't be a next time..."
"That'd better be the case..."
Was this what being rejected felt like?
Masuzu Natsukawa: Furious (ノ｀ー′)ノ???~~┻━┻
This should have ended with them parting on bad terms, but the little white-haired girl, who should have stormed off in a huff, stopped halfway and wore an expression of hesitation and uncertainty.
Seeing this, Sogo Doma could not help but ask, "What do you want now?"
"..." Masuzu Natsukawa unexpectedly fell silent. Only after a while did she say, "Where should I go now?"
"Huh?" That left Sogo Doma at a loss.
"If those people hadn't gotten tangled up with me just now, I should still be visiting the stalls in each class..."
"Then go visit them..." Sogo Doma glanced at her.
"But I just left the stalls because of those people..."
"What's the problem?"
"I don't want to become someone people worry about!"
All right, Masuzu Natsukawa did not want to trouble others. As she put it, "If Yukinoshita and the others find out I got harassed