"Who are you calling an idiot?"
Well, just as drunk people would never admit they were drunk, idiots never realized they were the idiots everyone talked about. So, faced with Sogo Doma's blunt remark, Eriri Sawamura not only fired back with righteous indignation, but looked like she was about to fly into a rage from embarrassment...
"Enough..." Fortunately, Yukino Yukinoshita was there to help "defuse" the situation. "I lost this match..."
Though that hardly sounded like defusing things, the second young lady turned around and left after saying it. With the person involved gone, the situation naturally dissolved.
"Yukinoshita-senpai..."
"Idiot..." This time, Utaha Kasumigaoka could not hold herself back. "If you were competing with Mashiro in drawing right now, would you want Mashiro to give it her all, or just casually make a few strokes...?"
"..." Hearing that detailed explanation, Eriri Sawamura finally understood. Her drawing skills were nowhere near Mashiro's, but she would not want Mashiro to go easy on her either.
"Well..." Sure enough, Sogo Doma added, "Going easy on her would be the greatest disrespect to Yukinoshita. After all, you're both such proud people, unlike me..."
Eriri Sawamura: (￣︶￣)
Proud? This bastard... guy had a good eye!
And that bit about being unlike him...
At the same time.
Though Yukino Yukinoshita had already given up on competing with someone and turned to leave, Sogo Doma's words still reached her ears. Instinctively, the second young lady revealed a knowing smile. Yet it did not remain on her face for long. In the blink of an eye, she returned to her usual cool expression. "..."
Then:
"Proud?" the second young lady murmured. "Actually, I'm not as proud as you all imagine..."
But that murmur did not last long either, because Sogo Doma spoke again. "Come to think of it,