Private Toyogasaki, rooftop.
A bottle of icy mineral water was poured over Sogo Doma's head, washing away the blood and grime from his hair.
"Ah—choo!"
Water could wash everything clean; it was just a little too refreshing.
"See? I told you it was nothing. I just got tomato juice poured all over my head. Utaha was making way too big a fuss over it." As he pulled a dry towel from behind his back and wiped his hair, Sogo Doma launched into commentary mode.
Utaha Kasumigaoka: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ
Was she really making a fuss? More importantly, who the hell would pour tomato juice over their own head for no reason?
She did not know whether she should even make that obvious retort.
No, wait!
Utaha Kasumigaoka realized something. Since no one would pour tomato juice over their head for no reason, why had Sogo...
Very good, she had found the blind spot. The light novelist's thoughts began to spiral outward.
Love was a war. In that war, whoever revealed their feelings first would become the disadvantaged side!
So that was it. Utaha Kasumigaoka understood now. Sogo had made his move. He had used himself as bait, poured tomato juice over his head to disguise himself as badly injured, and then quietly waited for her to take the hook.
If she did not care about Sogo at all, she would not have noticed that his head appeared to be covered in blood...
Conversely, the more worried she seemed, the more obvious her feelings for Sogo would become. Thinking back on how she had acted just now, Utaha Kasumigaoka fell silent.
Fury (ノ｀ー′)ノ~~┻━┻
Hadn't she completely given herself away?
Fortunately, Sogo Doma did not know what she was thinking at that moment. Otherwise, he would have had to break out in a cold