"Ah, no, that was wrong. I should say time is like water in a sponge..."
"But you were clearly talking about girls..." Rita broke out in a cold sweat. She even started wondering whether her earlier judgment had been wrong. Was the guy in front of her really a good person? What kind of good person talked about breasts in front of girls?
"Uh..." Sogo Doma also broke out in a cold sweat as she spoke. "Don't misunderstand. I just think that no matter how hard some girls squeeze, they probably still couldn't squeeze anything out..." As he said that, the image of a certain Yukino flashed through his mind. Was that just an illusion?
Meanwhile, Yukino Yukinoshita, who was at home watching Mr. Full's anime while hugging Mr. Pan, suddenly shivered. "..."
She had the strange feeling that someone was slandering her. Was it Doma or Kasumigaoka?
Rita: "???"
What was this guy even talking about?
"All right..." Before she could say anything, Sogo Doma said, "What we're discussing isn't whether you have time—no, I should say, whether you're putting your time into focusing on your work."
"I..."
"Taking care of Mashiro is a troublesome task..." Sogo Doma continued before Rita could say anything. "Let me ask you something. Have you ever been practicing, then suddenly thought of Mashiro—wondered what she was doing, wondered whether she'd done something silly again?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rita said, "Mashiro and I are in the same studio..."
"You're saying that you live under the same roof..." Sogo Doma said. "So there's no way you'd think about her, right? But so what? Even under the same roof, as long as you know Mashiro's situation, you can't help but pay attention to her, can you?"
"..." Rita had no answer. Because that