Sogo Doma Was a Good Person

What was the difference between men and women?

People who flew the banner of gender equality would say, "There's no difference!"

However, scientific studies had shown that women were far more emotional than men. Men, by contrast, looked at the world in a more rational way. Of course, that didn't apply to women with doctorates. Or maybe it did...

No matter how much the silver-haired little girl in front of Sogo Doma insisted that she was against love, she still couldn't take it when Sogo smiled and spoke so coldly.

Every woman had a princess-and-prince fantasy tucked away in her heart, didn't she?

And yet.

To a rational man, princes and princesses were a joke... Some men who were extremely rational might even say, "You love her? Have you dissected her? If you haven't even tried dissecting them, what gives you the right to say you love them?"

Of course, Sogo Doma wasn't quite that rational.

Still.

Seeing someone who claimed to oppose love argue against scientific evidence amused Sogo Doma. And let it be known, this was absolutely not an act of revenge brought on by the inexplicable grudge he'd developed after being insulted.

Sogo Doma had always thought he was broad-minded and never held a grudge. He usually got even the very same day. If he didn't, that just meant he had to stretch his muscles.

"If men weren't so unfaithful..." The silver-haired girl took two steps back, muttering to herself.

Seriously, did she mean to take those two steps back? She didn't look very confident!

Doma, who never knew when to quit, Sougo said, "You mean men are all good-for-nothings, right?"

"Good-for-nothings?"

"More or less. They're no good, so you can take a bite out of them whenever you like... It can mean a lot of things, but basically, men are all no good!"

The silver-haired girl: "..."

Hey, hey, how could you say that about your own gender?

"But even so, countless women are still willing to fall into the big pit that is men, aren't they? So, to sum it up, doesn't that mean women are lusting after our bodies?" Sogo Doma raised his hand to make his point.

The silver-haired girl: "@_@!"

Hey, hey, wasn't that backwards? Shouldn't men be the ones lusting after women's bodies?

"From that look on your face, I can tell you can't accept that. Let me put it another way: how about men and women being attracted to each other's hormones? Isn't love just men and women lusting after each other's bodies?"

The silver-haired girl: "..."

Why had the more refined way of putting it ended up like that?

"To sum up, if there's trouble at home, like parents who don't get along, it's not necessarily because of their feelings. It's because the two of them have been together so long that their bodies have stopped producing extra dopamine and other hormones..."

A science-minded man didn't need feelings! As for Sogo Doma, he was still in the stage where Cthulhu had left him in chaos. What were feelings? They didn't exist. The fact that he hadn't brought chaos and disorder into this world was already the result of Sogo doing his best to hold back.

However.

His words seemed to have hit a nerve with the silver-haired girl.

"That's, that's not true!" she shouted.

Then.

Countless eyes on the beach turned toward Sogo and the silver-haired girl—after all, people were naturally curious about a spectacle.

Sogo Doma: "..."

Huh? Could he get away with an awkward smile?

But the silver-haired girl, one of the people involved, widened her eyes and stared straight at Sogo Doma.

"It's, it's absolutely not like you said! It's not about the body secreting—"

Whoosh.

Before she could finish, Sogo Doma sprang forward, swept her up with one arm, slung her over his shoulder, then burst into a sprint and carried her behind the changing room.

He looked around for a moment. Yep, it was safe. At least, there wasn't anyone nearby.

Only after checking did Sogo rub his hair and say, "Are you crazy? Why are you shouting for no reason?"

"It's, it's not like you said. Even though I hate love..." The little girl had been taken somewhere secluded, but she didn't panic. She stubbornly kept talking.

"Yeah, I know. You're a die-hard opponent of love." Sogo Doma rubbed his chin.

"But love..."

"An attraction between hormones?" Sogo Doma raised his hand and cut in again.

"It's not that simple!" The silver-haired girl seemed riled up. "There's also future responsibility, family bonds, compassion..."

Before she could finish, Sogo, the leader of the Knife-Stabbing Sect, spoke again.

"You're already thinking that far ahead? You really are a hopeless romantic, aren't you?"

The silver-haired girl: "..."

She was starting to doubt herself. Here, listen to Sogo's nonsense again. Guaranteed, next time, even if your legs aren't broken, you'll be sitting in a wheelchair!

"Not saying anything? So you can't refute me. Love is just men and women being attracted to each other's hormones, which leads to the secretion of dopamine and all sorts of other brain chemicals, right?"

The silver-haired girl had no intention of arguing back: "..."

"So, white-haired girl, with a figure like yours—there's nothing to speak of—and a face that isn't even all that cute, how did you conclude that I was lovesick?"

Doma, pressing her relentlessly, smiled as he spoke. Ah, that felt good!

The silver-haired girl was practically questioning her entire life, and this guy was still going?

She shook her head and spoke again. "E-even so, that attraction must be because men are unfaithful, and..."

Sogo Doma: "At the very least, you weren't giving off any hormones!"

He had to keep control of the conversation. That was what Doma, the negotiation expert, Sougo, said.

The silver-haired girl: "..."

After a long while, she finally said, "Th-then why were you staring right at me just now?"

Doma, wide-eyed and aghast, Sougo: Was it my fault my eyes were big?

"Besides, just because you say you weren't attracted to me doesn't mean you weren't, does it? Heh, men—as long as they see a woman who's even a little pretty—"

Sogo Doma wanted to say she didn't count as a pretty woman. But he wanted to see what else this white-haired girl would say.

"I said even a little pretty. Maybe she's not even as pretty as my fingernail..." The silver-haired girl gestured. "Even that little bit is enough to make people fawn over her."

Sogo Doma: "Σ(°△°---)︴"

What a narcissist...

"So it's only natural to guess that you'd go lovesick, isn't it?"

"Idiot!" For the first time, Sogo Doma brought his hands together like a knife and smacked the little girl on the head. "Where did you learn all this nonsense? Real men aren't like what you think!"

"Ow, that hurts!" The silver-haired girl covered her head. "Isn't that how it is? Just like the people in my family..."

"Stop!" Sogo Doma immediately cut her off. "I don't care what kind of problems you have at home, but I want you to know that the world is huge, and there are plenty of real men out there. There are even more who won't be tempted by all that nonsense!"

"I don't believe you."

"Want to make a bet?" Sogo Doma smiled again. He never lied.

"A bet?"

"What are we betting on?"

"Do you know why I'm standing in front of the changing room?"

"Peeping!"

That was a very good answer. Sogo Doma wanted to see if he could punch her hard enough to make her cry.

"I'm waiting for someone. Waiting!"

"A man or a woman?" the silver-haired girl asked again, this time with a little more urgency in her voice.

"Obviously, a man."

This time, the little girl didn't say anything else. She just nodded to show she understood.

Sogo Doma didn't waste any time.

"Our bet has to do with a friend of mine."

"Eh?" The silver-haired girl looked a little confused.

"You said men would all be tempted, right? Well, why not put that guy to the test?" Doma, who sold out his friends without hesitation, Sougo, said.

"What are we betting?" The little silver-haired girl was willing to go all in for what she wanted.