Humanity's understanding of the world lay in what it saw, heard, and thought. But if what one heard betrayed what one saw, then how should one think? Would it cause confusion? Sogo Doma, who was already plenty confused, wanted to spread that confusion around!
"Or maybe Takahashi Yuriko. Like the lily..."
"Suzuki Misako isn't bad either..."
"No, Yumiko Miura is better. It sounds outstanding."
"Miura? That could work, actually..."
The brats were actually discussing it seriously, but Sogo Doma impatiently made the final decision. "Alright, the name is Yumiko Miura!"
So-called discussion was what happened when no one could make a decision. The moment Sogo Doma spoke, the brats hurriedly nodded. "Um, we just need to deliberately call Nanako by the wrong name, right?" What kind of game was this supposed to be?
"No, no, no. The important part starts now. First, we need to give this fictional 'Yumiko Miura' some character settings." Sogo Doma was spreading confusion.
"C-character settings?"
"That's right. For example, 'Yumiko Miura' has blonde hair and is incredibly cute—so cute that she's even cuter than Yukino Yukinoshita, whom you all hate. She's a refined young lady."
"But Nanako isn't blonde!?" The brats were dumbfounded again.
"Then we need to make her believe that she is blonde..." Sogo "Meaningful Pause" Doma.
"T-that's impossible, isn't it? No matter what we say, Nanako won't believe she's blonde. She'll just think we're messing with her!" Besides, why did she have to be a blonde rich girl?
Sogo Doma had probably unconsciously thought of that trait because the person at home who wanted to get close to him, yet whom he kept avoiding, was rather conspicuous.
"Of course, if only the few of you say it, she'll definitely think she's being messed with. But what if everyone around her tells her