Private Toyogasaki, rooftop.
Sogo Doma, who had just kissed Utaha Kasumigaoka on the forehead, was panicking. No, rather, he felt incredibly awkward and slightly despairing. It couldn't be helped—when you stole a kiss from someone while they were asleep, only to discover afterward that they had actually woken up, you would be just as awkward and despairing as Sogo Doma.
Although Utaha Kasumigaoka still looked as if she were asleep, if Sogo Doma couldn't even tell whether someone was awake, how could he possibly keep going?
Wasn't this basically the same as getting caught red-handed while stealing!?
Why had Kasumigaoka woken up right as he kissed her? Where was he supposed to put this handsome face of his now?
Should he pretend none of this had happened?
No, no!
The corner of Utaha's lips had already curled up. Who knew what kind of scheme she was plotting in her heart...
Wait!
Sogo Doma grabbed his head with both hands again. Why had he casually called her Utaha just now!? Uh, hadn't he called her that in his mind again just now!?
Calm down, Sogo Doma. He absolutely had to calm down. He had to firmly remember the basic principle of never panicking when something happened. He was a transmigrant from the Celestial Empire, damn it! It was just a kiss on the forehead. Besides, it had felt rather nice...
Sogo Doma covered his face...
She was going to laugh at him, wasn't she? Utaha was going to laugh him to death, wasn't she...
Uh, damn it, he had called her Utaha again!?
"Thump, thump..." Sogo Doma knocked his head with his fists. Calm down already...
Hearing the sounds, Utaha Kasumigaoka, whose eyes had been tightly shut, secretly opened one eye to observe him. Then she saw Sogo Doma, his head