"You're so lofty, so admirable, but don't go saying everyone is as filthy-minded as I am. My view is absolutely the view of the general public, got it? Even Bai Juyi had to ask old women in the mountains whether they could understand his poems. But you—insisting on using a name everyone could easily misinterpret just to confuse people..."
"I didn't!"
"Oh?" Sogo Doma smiled again. "You dare say you weren't showing off? Sure, 'service' did mean helping others in ancient usage, but what does it mean now? Don't tell me you don't know."
"I..."
"Tch..." Just as Yukino Yukinoshita was about to speak, Sogo Doma clicked his tongue and said, "The Service Club claims it was founded to help others, yet it does absolutely no promotion. Then it takes a name that's so easy to misunderstand. Yukinoshita, are you sure the Service Club was really founded to help others?"
"..." Perhaps Sogo Doma had hit too close to home. Yukino Yukinoshita opened her mouth again, but she did not know what to say. After a long while, she finally said coldly, "Then why do you think I founded the Service Club? If you're saying it was for my own selfish reasons, then..." The Service Club had not brought her any benefits!
"Why did you found the Service Club?" Before the young lady could finish, Sogo Doma said, "Simple. Didn't I just say it? Running away may be shameful, but it works..."
"Hm?"
"I'll put it plainly. The Service Club is nothing more than a club you created to avoid interpersonal relationships..." Looking at Yukino Yukinoshita's puzzled expression, Sogo Doma said righteously, "Or rather, the Service Club is a protective bubble you created for yourself. As long as you stay inside that bubble..."
"What nonsense!" Yukino Yukinoshita cut him off.