Private Toyogasaki High School, rooftop.
A warm spring breeze drifted by, paired with gentle sunlight and a comfortable temperature. It was the perfect atmosphere for making one feel lazy. In such an atmosphere, taking a second nap was simply ideal for a couch potato who enjoyed peaceful days.
Why did peaceful times always have to be ruined by someone?
Sogo Doma looked at the people in tracksuits before him and could not help shaking his head with a sigh.
These guys actually claimed to be his classmates? What a joke. Though he often formatted and deleted the appearances of unimportant members of the same sex from his memory, that was beside the point. After all, he remembered clearly that his class did not have PE today. Where had all these classmates in tracksuits come from...
They were scammers! No doubt about it!
If they were not scammers, then he would—
"Classmate Doma, should we call Fujigami over as well..." Before Sogo Doma could make some wild declaration in his head, the leader could not help saying.
Sogo Doma: "..."
Wait!
Something was off...
Why had these scammers even investigated a minor character like Fujigami? Ugh, could it be...
These guys really were his classmates? Come to think of it, the guy in front of him did look somewhat familiar. Had he failed to delete him completely while formatting? No, no, now was not the time to think about whether he had deleted him cleanly. He had just confidently claimed that he "treated people sincerely," yet he had forgotten the other person in the blink of an eye. That seemed... not too good.
What was the name of this vaguely familiar guy again? An... An something. Anton or Anzai? It probably was not Anzai. Coach Anzai was so famous—how could he