One of life's three great illusions—I can turn this around—was still playing out in Tomoya Aki's heart.
Just as Sogo Doma had expected, he spoke up. "Yes, that's right. I do look down on otaku like you. No, I should say I look down on people like you. So..."
Slap!
Another slap landed across Tomoya Aki's face. "If I'm just going to slap you across the face like this, then I don't need to come up with a reason, do I?"
This slap had been a little harder. Blood began trickling from Tomoya Aki's nose. "Damn it... Even an otaku is way better than a violent freak like you. Why—why should I be looked down on by someone like you..."
At that, Tomoya Aki turned toward Utaha Kasumigaoka. "Kasumigaoka-senpai, p-please watch carefully. Even if I'm just an otaku, I still won't give in for my dreams!"
Sogo Doma nodded in satisfaction. That was right—this was exactly the kind of tragic atmosphere he needed. Otherwise, how would Kasumigaoka ever become afraid?
Slap!
As he thought that, he slapped Tomoya Aki again. "Wow, this time you even lost a tooth..."
"You violent bastard, just wait! The school won't let you get away with this..." Realizing that Sogo Doma was hitting harder and harder, Tomoya Aki became scared. He hurriedly issued a threat as a warning. This was Toyogasaki, a school with such a harmonious atmosphere—why was this guy named Sogo Doma hitting him more and more brutally?
It couldn't be helped. To make Utaha Kasumigaoka afraid, Sogo Doma had deliberately aimed his slaps at places that would leave scars. After several slaps, even his mother might not have recognized him.
But precisely because he looked so miserable, Utaha Kasumigaoka finally couldn't stand by and watch any longer.
"Sogo-kun, that's enough, isn't it?