Sogo Doma Has No Plagiarism? What a Joke!

"Heh, hehe..." Utaha Kasumigaoka let out a dry laugh. Watching Sogo Doma's smile, she took another two steps back.

What the hell is "death penalty is a break-even, three years is a massive profit"?

What kind of school would offer a course on the cost of crime? No, wait, does such a subject even exist?

Is this guy serious? Utaha Kasumigaoka looked at Sogo Doma again.

Sogo Doma chuckled and stepped forward: "I'm quite serious, Utako Kasumi-sensei!"

Are you reading my mind or what? Utaha Kasumigaoka really wanted to say that, but...

"By the way, this isn't mind reading."

Confirmed, he's reading my mind! Cold sweat broke out on Utaha Kasumigaoka.

"Well, it's actually just simple micro-expression analysis. Utako Kasumi-sensei, you're surprisingly easy to guess."

Mind your own business!

Utaha Kasumigaoka thought to herself while continuing to retreat.

"So, um..." She tried to struggle.

"Fair skin, beautiful face, hmm, barely meets the standard!" Sogo Doma looked Utaha Kasumigaoka up and down without restraint.

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Sorry, but I am the standard for "barely meets the standard."

"Though those long legs might earn you a few extra points."

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Should she laugh or cry at this evaluation?

"If the chest doesn't gather, how can it gather the hearts of the people?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Ahem. After coughing twice, she looked up to see Sogo Doma had already closed the distance significantly, causing her to back away a few more steps.

Sogo Doma was all smiles: "How delightful!"

You dare steal my territory, eat my bento, and show up on the rooftop for no reason? Don't you know this rooftop is my turf?

"Hmm." Watching Utaha Kasumigaoka continue to retreat, Sogo Doma rubbed his chin: "So, Utako Kasumi-sensei, what do you think of a male lead like that?"

"Eh?" What the hell? Is this a rehearsal?

It's absolutely terrible!

Utaha Kasumigaoka really wanted to say that, but when she thought about it, compared to those overly kind male leads, the one Sogo Doma just portrayed actually had a unique charm—as if!

If a male lead like that were written into a story, it would definitely flop!

"Phew!" She breathed a slight sigh of relief. At the very least, Sogo Doma isn't that kind of person, right?

Sogo Doma: "Eh, Utako Kasumi-sensei seems to think that kind of male lead is no good."

Utaha Kasumigaoka—Ugh, you only just realized that?

Sogo Doma stepped forward once more, lifting Utaha Kasumigaoka's chin with one hand: "Are you sure..."

The powerful masculine pheromones stimulated Utaha Kasumigaoka. She turned her head away, wanting to say, "I'm sure!" but fearing what kind of trouble Sogo Doma might stir up next.

The person who usually described "inserting and being inserted" with such composure was, for the first time, afraid.

Regarding this, Sogo Doma thought, let alone you, back when I made Kaguya Shinomiya cry, who would have thought that young lady would actually shed tears?

Calming her emotions slightly.

Utaha Kasumigaoka stared coldly at Sogo Doma.

"Stare!"

Sogo Doma's scorching gaze felt like it could melt a person.

Confirmed by the look in his eyes, he is a super sadist.

Utaha Kasumigaoka let out a dry laugh—Uh, I see. I should head downstairs...

"Please..." Sogo Doma once again displayed his gentlemanly side; it would have been perfect if not for that gaze.

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "..."

Hey, hey, you were just looking at me like a predator, and now you're chasing me away? Is that really okay?

Sogo Doma felt it was perfectly okay.

My leisure time on the rooftop, I don't want anyone disturbing it!

"By the way, your little sister..." Utaha Kasumigaoka fell silent for a moment, trying to find a topic.

Sogo Doma turned around, his eyes turning cold: "Does Utako Kasumi-sensei want to die once?"

"What kind of person is he!" Utaha Kasumigaoka shivered, expressing her dissatisfaction internally.

"I just wanted to ask, does she still like that autograph?"

Sogo Doma laughed again, his face beaming. "I like her very much! She even told me to properly thank Utako Kasumi!"

Bastard! Is that how you thank someone?

Looking at the smiling Sogo Doma, Utaha Kasumigaoka felt a surge of frustration trapped in her chest, unable to be released.

"So, to show my gratitude, I've been answering all the questions Utako Kasumi asked me quite thoroughly!" Sogo Doma smiled like an innocent, naive child.

But only those who had known him for a long time knew what kind of wicked sense of humor lay beneath that innocent smile.

"Thoroughly? Does Sadist-kun seem to know the industry quite well?"

"Question: who are you referring to as Sadist-kun?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka crossed her arms over her chest and shot Sogo Doma a cold look.

"What do you think?"

"Oh?" Sogo Doma pointed at himself, and Utaha Kasumigaoka nodded.

Sogo Doma fell silent for a long moment.

"Um... surely that so-called Sadist-kun isn't referring to me, right?"

"Heh..." Utaha Kasumigaoka sneered. If it wasn't referring to him, then who? She hadn't believed his introduction at first, but now, she believed it!

"Yare yare, it seems my character is quite good. It only took a day for Utako Kasumi to identify me as Sadist-kun."

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "???"

What kind of standard for character is that?

"As for you saying I know the industry well."

Utaha Kasumigaoka: "Hm?"

Whether it was his book reviews or the suggestions he gave her, he couldn't have done it without understanding the industry.

Sogo Doma seemed to recall something and gave a sinister chuckle.

"If the novel you wrote was initially slated to be a massive hit and the promotional campaign had already begun, but then all the promotional resources were pulled and no one even mentioned it, and it wasn't until half a year later that the novel finally hit the shelves, you'd understand the industry too..."

"Eh?" Utaha Kasumigaoka covered her mouth again. "Has Sadist-kun written novels before too?"

Sogo Doma: "..."

Written? It would be more accurate to say he had plagiarized. How could he not have plagiarized? Did she really think he had some kind of moral purity?

Of course, he didn't really want to plagiarize. He remembered back in elementary school, he wrote his first essay, and then:

Creation LV1 (56/99) Childish scribbles. Keep improving; perhaps in the end, you will be able to depict a few words of a great existence.

Damn it!

Creation was impossible; he could only get by through plagiarism. With that damn Golden Finger, what was the point of trying!

And then.

Came middle school.

At the time, he seemed to have gotten into some trouble, and Keiryu Doma had told him this: "Even if I throw my money away, toss it into the sea, I will never give you another cent!"

Sogo Doma: "..."

He felt no guilt about this. As a dignified transmigrator, would he really be stumped by something like money?

Come on.

Let the literary plagiarism begin. Of course, it couldn't be a 2D-style novel.

After submitting the manuscript to the publishing house, things went unexpectedly smoothly. The editor and the publisher were surprisingly easy to talk to, and the publisher even boasted that they would put out full-scale advertisements, ensuring that no matter where you looked, the first thing you'd see would be the promotion for this book.

Regarding this, Sogo Doma had not the slightest doubt. After all, that book had been tested by a more realistic world; for it to be a bestseller here, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?

Until that day...

The editor called and asked Sogo Doma to attend a gathering, saying it would be full of big shots.

"Moshi moshi, is this Gyojin-san (pen name)?" the editor asked over the phone.

"Uh, yes, it is. Is something the matter, Editor Yamagami?" Sogo Doma lowered his voice.

Yamagami: "This gathering is very important, Gyojin-san. Don't be late."

"Can I decline?"

"I don't think so. Gyojin-san, if you get noticed there, it will be very helpful for your future development and such."

Sogo Doma: "..."

"I understand. I'll be in touch by phone when the time comes."

"Let's stay in touch by phone."