"As for this guy..." Sogo Doma glanced at Tomoya Aki, who was still sprawled on the ground. "Since this bespectacled otaku likes lying on the floor so much, just let this pair of glasses keep lying there. They're both glasses, but this pair is utterly disgracing Shinpachi!"
Utaha Kasumigaoka: -_-!
She should have expected that answer. Even when he had been asked to look after Kirisu-sensei, he had wanted to dump her on the ground and walk away. Why would Sogo care about this pig-headed pair of glasses?
He had already used "it" to refer to him. Sogo really did not want anything to do with this pig-headed pair of glasses from the bottom of his heart. Wait, why had she been led astray too? Calling this complicated junior "pig-headed glasses" was one thing, but then again, who was Shinpachi...?
While Utaha Kasumigaoka was lost in thought, Eriri Sawamura, who had not seen Sogo Doma in a long time, pointed out the issue.
"Wait! If he goes to school looking like that and makes a fuss, won't that bastard Doma get disciplined by the school!? Bastard, aren't you even worried about yourself?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Sogo Doma flashed another evil grin. He was trying to make Utaha Kasumigaoka's favorability toward him plummet, after all. It looked like this pair of glasses had gained another use.
"Lady Sawamura, have you misunderstood something? Why would this pig-headed pair of glasses go make a scene at school? And why would I be disciplined if he did? Did I do anything?"
Eriri: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ
You fucking think you can talk your way out of this with a few words? Did you think I and that black-stockinged slut were blind? Didn't you slap him over and over until he ended up like this?