Sakurasou, Room 102.
Ryunosuke Akasaka stared fixedly at Sogo Doma, seemingly considering whether to punch the guy in front of him. But after thinking about the gap in their combat ability, Ryunosuke Akasaka did not put the thought into action.
Sogo Doma found it rather regrettable. He had never expected there to be someone in Sakurasou so intimately familiar with suspicious tissues, someone who had exposed the fact that the tissues had been glued down.
At the time.
Something was clearly wrong with Ryunosuke Akasaka. He looked at him as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Misaki Kamiigusa, who had nearly been completely talked around by him, had also followed that guy away with a strange expression. What a miscalculation! Seriously, why did people always have to come and ruin his plans? Maybe he ought to teach those guys a lesson—while seriously considering this, Sogo Doma also tried to clear himself first.
"Ryunosuke, tell me, why did you put glue on the tissues? It's so easy for people to misunderstand!" Doma, turning the tables, Sogo.
"Sogo Doma, do you dare say those tissues had nothing to do with you?"
"How could they possibly have anything to do with me!?" Doma, looking utterly sincere, Sogo said, "I was shocked when I came in too, okay? But considering you're also a hot-blooded young man living alone, I didn't say much!"
"..." Ryunosuke Akasaka.
"Look, the messy desk. You hardly ever tidy it up, right?"
"Wasn't all this your handiwork?" Ryunosuke Akasaka said with a face full of black lines.
"Ryunosuke, do I look like someone with that much free time?" Sogo Doma stepped forward.
"Take out 'look like'—you are someone with that much free time!" Ryunosuke Akasaka rolled his eyes.
"Ryunosuke..." He had to refute that. Sogo Doma stepped forward. "What