Human beings had limits. No matter how grueling their training, certain ball-aching, ass-clenching spots remained incomparably fragile—watching Zenzou limp with every leap, Sogo Doma once again sighed with such sentiment.
Shaking his head, he hurriedly shook the thought that had suddenly arisen within him—I'm done being human—out of his mind, then turned his gaze back toward Toyogasaki's rooftop.
"Why do people who usually seem so clever turn into idiots at critical moments?" Sogo Doma rubbed his temples as he shifted his gaze slightly toward Utaha Kasumigaoka and walked over.
After reaching Utaha Kasumigaoka's side, Sogo Doma sat down beside the still-unconscious girl and adjusted her into a more comfortable sleeping position.
"Other than Umaru, you're the first person to receive the privilege of sleeping on my lap, Miss Savior..."
Only after finishing all that did Sogo Doma have the leisure to look up at the sky. "Zenzou really left me with a difficult problem..."
To reiterate, Sogo Doma was not the dense protagonist of some light novel. The moment he saw Zenzou and that speeding kunai, he understood what Utaha Kasumigaoka had been trying to do.
At that instant, Sogo Doma seemed to see Umaru from back then. That Idiot Little Sister had also protected him like this, without a care for herself...
Umaru before, Utaha now. He really was a lucky guy to have met those two...
At that thought, Sogo Doma stroked the girl's black hair, though inwardly he began grumbling.
"What an idiot. Good thing I'm proficient in all kinds of techniques for instantly knocking people unconscious. Otherwise, if she found out afterward that it was only a plastic kunai, wouldn't this idiot die of embarrassment...
"Her looks can only rank in the second tier to begin with. If she started blushing too, wouldn't she look even